1919. Cairo, NY. Over a hundred men came to build the state's newest reservoir. A few vanished. 1 tried to burn down the camp. The locals whispered among themselves. It was happening again.
Description:
1919, Cairo, NY. The Alder place had a reputation but the state surveyor never paid much heed to local gossip. The family had all died out. The land reverted to the state. It would serve perfectly as a site for one of the reservoirs to supply the new Catskill Aqueduct. Over a hundred men came up from New York City to do the work, clearly part of the nearby forest to build their camp. At first, the reservoir project went like a dream. Then...things started to change. A few men vanished. One tried to burn down the camp. The locals whispered among themselves. It was happening again.
1919. Cairo, NY. Over a hundred men came to build the state's newest reservoir. A few vanished. 1 tried to burn down the camp. The locals whispered among themselves. It was happening again.
Description:
1919, Cairo, NY. The Alder place had a reputation but the state surveyor never paid much heed to local gossip. The family had all died out. The land reverted to the state. It would serve perfectly as a site for one of the reservoirs to supply the new Catskill Aqueduct. Over a hundred men came up from New York City to do the work, clearly part of the nearby forest to build their camp. At first, the reservoir project went like a dream. Then...things started to change. A few men vanished. One tried to burn down the camp. The locals whispered among themselves. It was happening again.
1919. Cairo, NY. Over a hundred men came to build the state's newest reservoir. A few vanished. 1 tried to burn down the camp. The locals whispered among themselves. It was happening again.
Description:
1919, Cairo, NY. The Alder place had a reputation but the state surveyor never paid much heed to local gossip. The family had all died out. The land reverted to the state. It would serve perfectly as a site for one of the reservoirs to supply the new Catskill Aqueduct. Over a hundred men came up from New York City to do the work, clearly part of the nearby forest to build their camp. At first, the reservoir project went like a dream. Then...things started to change. A few men vanished. One tried to burn down the camp. The locals whispered among themselves. It was happening again.
A rogue Esoterrorist has developed a hallucinogenic drug that opens the minds of its users to the horrors of the Outer Dark. It cost him his soul. Do the Ordo Veritatis agents help him get it back?
A rogue Esoterrorist has developed a hallucinogenic drug that opens the minds of its users to the horrors of the Outer Dark. It cost him his soul. Do the Ordo Veritatis agents help him get it back?
The skies are clear, the wind is fair, & the magically tamed waters of the Midland Sea are as placid as ever - but the water below your ship is bubbling & churning. Are those lights in the depths?
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The skies are clear, the wind is fair, and the magically tamed waters of the Midland Sea are as placid as ever – but something’s very wrong. The water below your ship is bubbling and churning. Are those lights in the depths? Level 2 characters provided, or bring your own.
The skies are clear, the wind is fair, & the magically tamed waters of the Midland Sea are as placid as ever - but the water below your ship is bubbling & churning. Are those lights in the depths?
Description:
The skies are clear, the wind is fair, and the magically tamed waters of the Midland Sea are as placid as ever – but something’s very wrong. The water below your ship is bubbling and churning. Are those lights in the depths? Level 2 characters provided, or bring your own.
The skies are clear, the wind is fair, & the magically tamed waters of the Midland Sea are as placid as ever - but the water below your ship is bubbling & churning. Are those lights in the depths?
Description:
The skies are clear, the wind is fair, and the magically tamed waters of the Midland Sea are as placid as ever – but something’s very wrong. The water below your ship is bubbling and churning. Are those lights in the depths? Level 2 characters provided, or bring your own.
After months of preparation, your occult group is convening for an initiation ceremony. The rites are written, the ritual space cleared. In an hour's time, things will never be the same again.
Description:
A Fearful Symetries adventure - you play ritual magicians (not cultists) in 1930s England, discovering how magic works and what its darker side might be.
Oxford, 1932
After months of preparation, your small occult group is convening for an initiation ceremony. The rites have been written, the ritual space in the Radcliffe Camera cleared of unwanted influences, and you are having a pie and ale supper in the White Hart with Crispina, your group leader. In an hour's time nothing will ever be the same again.
After months of preparation, your occult group is convening for an initiation ceremony. The rites are written, the ritual space cleared. In an hour's time, things will never be the same again.
Description:
A Fearful Symetries adventure - you play ritual magicians (not cultists) in 1930s England, discovering how magic works and what its darker side might be. Oxford, 1932 After months of preparation, your small occult group is convening for an initiation ceremony. The rites have been written, the ritual space in the Radcliffe Camera cleared of unwanted influences, and you are having a pie and ale supper in the White Hart with Crispina, your group leader. In an hour's time nothing will ever be the same again.