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Matricide

Ombre sent Goro to speak to Ripley in the hivemind dreamscape. Ripley confirmed that she did not think there were any other primaries besides herself. Beyond that, she had little in the way of advice for how to kill her, though she did warn that Diva is keeping her surrounded by hosts and puppets at all times.

Ripley told Goro a story from her past: in her early 20s, she was a fighter for Iomedae, eagerly awaiting the development of her paladin powers. However, years went by and the powers never came, leaving Ripley bitter as she watched her fellow fighters advance without her. One night while on guard duty, a strange man offered her a sack of gold to leave her post and go enjoy herself in the city for a night. Ripley accepted, figuring the man was up to no good and that she'd get in trouble for it, but at that point welcoming the chance to be kicked out of the temple. However, when Ripley returned the next morning, she found the entire temple burned to the ground with everyone in it.

Goro struggled to stay free of Diva while in the dreamscape, and eventually his companions woke him up, saving him from becoming hosted.

The gang went to the mainland to confront Ripley. In the scrying pool, Larkin learned that Ripley and dozens of hosts had Renar Basha's warehouse surrounded. With plans and contingency plans in place, the gang went to the warehouse. The fight was badass and epic as fuck. They fought back the hosts and wore Ripley down. When Ripley knocked Sugar unconscious, an enraged Goro attacked her with Inflict Wounds, and dealt the killing blow.

Hosts still swarmed the area, and the Graverunners rushed to get inside the safety of the warehouse with Ripley's body. A host grappled Goro and shoved a larva in his mouth, which he was unable to fight off. Larkin acted quickly to tie him up and gag him, and they dragged him inside the warehouse, where they now await Renar Basha's hospitality.
Nadya: First Day

Nadya knocked at the door to the monastery and greeted by an older Cleric. She felt a twinge of fear being looked upon by them.

“You are?” they asked.

“N….Nadya. Nadya Springleaf. I’m here to start my life as a Cleric,” she responded.

Fingers and eyes flipped through a registry hunting for Nadya’s name before locating it.

“....Ah yes, I found you. Nadya Springleaf. You’re a little late, you know.”

Nadya’s cheeks reddened and she turned her eyes away.

“Don’t let it happen again,” the Cleric told her as she waved her hand at the door. “Welcome to Eldath’s Monastery.”

Dozens of Clerics were walking and talking amongst themselves about Eldath and magic.

“You see….” “No, no, that’s……” “This spell here….” were but a few of the fragments Nadya caught as she made her way through the crowd.

A tap came on Nadya’s shoulder and she felt herself tense up. Turning around, Nadya saw another elderly Cleric, this one in glasses.

“You’re the last entrant today, Lady…. Ah, I haven’t caught your name…”

“It’s Springleaf,” she replied.

“Right, right, yes. Lady Springleaf. Your room is on the right and you’ll have someone with whom you’ll be living while completing your studies.”

“Thank you,” she bursted out.

Heading over to the room, she knocked. “It’s open,” came a voice from inside.

Nadya pulled the handle and entered. A female Cleric stood at the window, softly petting a sparrow. Her hair was ocean blue and ran to her waist. She put the sparrow down on the windowsill and turned to face Nadya.

“You must be my roommate,” the Cleric started.

“Y...yes, I guess I am,” Nadya giggled.

“What’s your name?” she asked.

“Oh, uh, it’s Nadya. Nadya Springleaf. And yours?”

“Honey Falls. Nice to meet you.”
Healing Magic

### Lesser Restoration

Lesser Restoration can "end one disease," although it does not necessarily cause a person to be well immediately.

In the case of infectious diseases, including colds and flus, LR kills the infectious agent (e.g. the virus). However, it doesn't instantly undo the body's natural immune response. If someone has a fever, the virus is killed, but it can still take several hours for the fever to break. If someone has a sore throat, runny nose, cough, etc., it may take a day or two for the inflammation to go down and the body to finish clearing out the dead virus, so symptoms can linger.

If a disease was causing damage to tissue (such as lung tissue with tuberculosis), LR will end the disease but not automatically repair the damage. Cure Wounds can help with full recovery.

Lesser Restoration won't work on autoimmune conditions like allergies, asthma, lupus, and so forth.

Cancer is a special case, treatment of which depends on the specifics. The underlying condition, such as an infection, can often be cured by LR, but that will not automatically stop the abnormal cell growth. However, in conjunction with Cure Wounds, potentially the cancerous tissue can be cut back enough that it stops spreading. This is a complex process which doesn't always work (like in Gavi's case), and others (such as Luka) aren't able to afford complete ongoing treatment.
Muse

Muse is a lot of things. Indecisive is what decided to be the main trait when writing this bit. So she can't decide what to write here.

### Testimonials

"Muse you are so *wholesome"--* Coyote

"Cannibalism is clean"-- Izzy, taking me out of context.

"I have been taken out of context"-- me, after the above comment.

"I am no longer surprised by your fictional viciousness."-- Izzy

"Muse you god\*\*\*\*ed traitor." --Coyote after I screenshotted a declaration of affection.

"yeah you're just plain a nice person, Muse. man that sounds sarcastic. I genuinely mean that. You're just like a nice human being lol."-- Coyote

"Muse you're a genius."-- Lina, recognizing my talents.

"Muse, the voice of my stomach/subconscious"-- Jen

"Muse is the friend everyone needs"-- Coyote, speaking truth.

"Muse just wants to watch the world burn."-- Izzy

"see Muse awws everyone and everything at all times, hahah"-- Izzy, who is not wrong.

"Muse is a national treasure" -- Lina (and then Coyote). Recognizing my greatness.

"Local Muse With No Vote Gets What She Wants Anyway" -- Izzy (As it should be.)

"MUSE NO lol. Okay satan." -- Lina reacting to a frankly excellent idea.

"don't forget, you're also a traitor and a national treasure" -- Jen, summing up this section in a nutshell.

"I am a RENEGADE hooligan of the highest degree!" -- me, inspired by Izzy.

"you're so f\*\*\*\*\* nice and approachable which is intimidating to me, a fucking nerd" -- Izzy

"You're too smart to be nice." --Nice Brother Joel

### Player Characters

* Roddy
* Ba'ob
* Gavi
* Eun-Hee
* Rieka

### NPCs

* None at the moment (You hooligans killed them all)

## Vignettes (Chronologically Sorted)

### Ba'ob

* Alone

* Obey
* Nature
* Voices
* Kind

### Gavi

* My Brother's Keeper
* Love and Loyalty
* Three's a Crowd

### Roddy

* Roddy's Circus Diary: Amren
* How Do You Solve a Problem Like Lesaya?
* The Calimport Incident

* Roddy's Adventuring Journal The First
* Roddy's Fugitive Journal: (Untitled)
* Roddy's Fugitive Journal: Goggles, Families, and Spells Oh My
* Roddy's... Something Journal: Scout and Danger Routine
* Letter to the Firnashes
* Roddy's Hero Journal: The Trouble with Goro
* Roddy's Hero Journal: Thoughts on Jonn
* Roddy's Hero Journal: Leaving Dad Behind
* First Letter to Dad
* Roddy's Hero Journal: What Do You Do With a Second Dad?
* Roddy's Family Journal: Curtains

## DM Sessions

* In Which The Party Steals Ripley's Underwear
* Iron Heart
Amari Flatflower

A genuinely kind and humble priestess of Eldath devoted to helping others. Amari took in a young street thief named Goro and attempted to reform him into a decent law-abiding citizen. The attempt failed, but she loves him anyway.

She and Ripley are married.

Amari once belonged to the Church of Helm. However, she was thrown out by the corrupt temple elders under mysterious circumstances. It was later revealed that only true worshipers of Helm can cast spells inside the Abbey, and Amari lost the ability to do. The church elders were unable to find any evidence that she worshiped another god; so instead of hanging her for blasphemy, they simply threw her out.

According to Amari, Ripley claims that Helm is dead, killed by Iomedae (the goddess of war) during the Calamity three hundred years ago. Amari has no interest in the conflict and has begged Joan and Goro to be left out of it.

Amari is currently a level ten cleric. She lives in accordance with the principles of nonviolence and nonresistance.

### Beliefs

All living creatures are precious and worthy of love.

The greatest form of love is service to others. If someone has the capacity to help, they ought to help.

Pain is an inevitable part of life, but suffering is caused by resistance to what is.

Violence and dishonesty are forms of resistance.

All people have the capacity to be good. Someone who chooses evil is doing so because they don't know how to choose a better way.

People are happiest when they live in harmony with nature.

## Vignettes

Don't Resist

Afraid, and So Brave
Gwydion and Raef: Exchanging Gifts

[Note from the author: This is a stupid vignette, I admit it, but this is how an exchange of gifts would probably go.]

\_\_\_

"What the fuck are you doing in my room?"

"I have a gift for you."

"It's fucking midnight, Gwydion!" Raef glared at the younger elf.

"The perfect time of night for gift giving," Gwydion teased out as he dropped a belt onto the bed.

*Fucking elf*. Raef sighed out as he grabbed the belt. "What's this for?"

"For you."

"Why?"

"Because you suck."

\_\_

"Don't be such an elfling."

Raef stared at the snake coiled up on his bed. The damn thing had woken him up, slithering under the sheets before crawling on top of them. He had let out one of the yells of his life and now he was at a loss. His dagger was tucked somewhere else. "What. The. Fuck?"

"I thought you needed to test out your new belt."

"*I'm not wearing it*."

"Oh...*Oh*." Gwydion pouted as he walked across the room to remove the snake from the bed, being swift as he caught it behind its head. "See? Nothing to it. You really are a child, Raef."

"You're the one who broke into my room and put a snake in my bed!"
SCP-017

**SCP-017**, or the **"Shadow Person"**, is a SCP object that can be encountered in *Project Resurrection*. It was going to be added in future versions.

## Description

SCP-017 is a humanoid figure approximately 80 centimeters in height, anatomically similar to a small child, but with no discernible identifying features. SCP-017 seems to be composed of a shadowy, smoke-like shroud. No attempt to find any object beneath the shroud has been successful, but the possibility has not been ruled out.

SCP-017's reaction to shadows cast upon it is immediate and swift. SCP-017 leaps at the object casting the shadow and completely encloses it in its shroud, whereupon it returns to its normal size, leaving no trace of the object behind.

## Trivia

* The origin behind the mod implementation of this SCP came from a scrapped standalone mod of **InnocentSam's**. It was briefly revisited back in Box Of Horrors but never made the cut.
	+ The containment chamber for the SCP was fully made but the actual coding for the event and entity was never done. The file, however, is corrupted when opened with softwares that supports Blitz 3D model file format.
* In future versions of Project Resurrection, the entity would wander around its chamber after it has broken free from its cage. Entering the chamber would make the shadow latch onto you with no chance of escape and leads to an instant game over.

## Gallery

SCP-017's Containment Chamber, opened with a software that can partially read the corrupted file.Control room of SCP-017's Containment ChamberInside SCP-017's Containment ChamberThe label inside SCP-017's Containment ChamberSCP-017's Document
Bala

Balayage, also called the Pale Woman.

A very old nogi kitsune who was encountered by Morgan Wyn in the city of Iceport. Bala killed Morgan and was intrigued when she came back to life as two women, and she agreed to join Morgan's Sanguine Guild, though she did not work for Morgan so much as acted as a freelancer.

During the time of the Calamity, Balayage decided she would kill all of the yako and zenko kitsune in order to weaken their shared goddess. She wanted to hold the life of a deity in her hands, and very nearly did wipe out all of the yako kitsune, while her sister nogi kitsune fled to the Underdark and the zenko kitsune disappeared entirely.

She carried out a mass genocide of her own people.

The Graverunners killed her in her sleep for kidnapping their friend.
Basha

The Bashas are a family originating from Calimport. They have a history of being involved in piracy and organized crime.

There are members of the Basha family in Calimport and in Skyport. In Calimport, the Bashas are a small cousin branch of the Derizhet clan. They do not have much influence in clan politics but frequently paid a blood toll in ongoing clan feuds.

### Renar Basha

Renar Basha is one of Skyport's most successful criminal gang leaders. His territory spans large parts of the city docks, warehouse districts and merchant and artisan's quarters. Much of Skyport's black market business is done through him and his people, and he's got connections to many influential personalities inside and outside the city.

Growing up in Calimport, Renar had ambitions for himself but could see no perspective to climb the ladder in his current position as a minor clan soldier. He took his younger brother and migrated to Skyport where no large gangs or catells existed. Other family members were unable or unwilling to leave so they stayed behind.

Renar built his own underworld kingdom and over the years re-connected with the Derizhets in Calimport, forming a loose partnership between them.

### Larkin Basha

The daughter of Kheman Basha and Mai Huang-Ko.

### Kheman Basha

   Renar's brother and Larkin's father. After arriving in Skyport, he helped his brother do the work required to secure them a living. He had, however, no ambitions to build a powerful clan and was instead drawn out to sea. While Renar rose in power and status, Kheman hired onto merchant ships and eventually joined the crew of the Red Blade where he was cook, sailor and pirate. Mishka and Hansel were his crewmates on the Red Blade. Kheman is the only survivor of the shipwreck that lead to the crew's deaths.

### Jasmilia Basha

Renar and Kheman's sister. As a young woman she married Luka Voronin, a wood elf hunter who knew her as Mia. The two of them had a son, Goro. Luka died after a long illness for which he was unable to afford treatment from the Church of Helm. Jasmilia raised Goro on the streets for a few years, but then abandoned him, allegedly because she believed it would make him grow up strong.

Years later, Jasmilia married a human man from Moorland named Peter Baker, with whom she had two children, Bakir and Theodin. Jasmilia sold Bakir to pirates when he was fourteen years old, but claimed he was kidnapped.

Fearing for Theo's safety, the Graverunners confiscated her from Jasmilia. As of her last appearance in the campaign, Jasmilia is in Calimport, working as an alchemist for the Tyrant King Rexarius.
Lykaos: Puppy II

**Content Warning: Mild sexual mention**

**Age: 17 - 19**

The moon was high in the sky, stars twinkled, a cool wind blew.  It was a beautiful night for a run.

Ground blurred beneath their paws that pressed down hard enough to leave indents before lifting off.  They loved to run and they loved to run like this. There was nothing like this freedom that they felt as they tore through the forest.  No eyes scrutinized them, no harsh words reached their ears. It was just them and the –

-- a howl sounded.

They slid to a halt, twisting to look behind them.  The world was still. Not even a whisper escaped them.

Then…

Their tail wagged when another wolf burst from between two trees.

Puppy was no longer a puppy.

--

“Does it hurt still?”

“No.” Lykaos smiled over at Alin. “It stopped hurting…awhile back.”  Not soon after the first bite. He remembered it well. It had been before he had been inducted into the Blood Hunters.  Before he disappointed his mother (*Mummy*) again.

It had been when he'd met Alin.

“Good.” Alin twined their fingers together. “It’s better when it doesn’t hurt.”

“Mmhmm.” Lykaos rolled slowly over onto his side.  Leaned close. Drew Alin into a kiss. “You know what also feels better when it doesn’t hurt?”

--

"You're not a dog."

Lykaos rolled over onto their back, wagging their tail so it thumped hard on the grass.

Alin chuckled. "You're a special one."

They rolled over again and winked.

"Fine, fine, fine." Alin threw the stick. "Happy?"

They were.

They were always happy with Alin.
Eun-Hee

Subject: Eun-Hee Linsley

Race: Tiefling

Age: Nine

Designation: Resident (orphan)/Staff (cleric).

Treatments: N/A

Bio: Linsley, E’s mother (see file: Arina Linsley) was committed after a breakdown induced by her lover’s abandonment. Shortly after, it was discovered Linsley, A was pregnant.

It was a difficult birth but mother and child survived. It was decided that keeping them together would be best for the child’s health and the mother’s mental state.

Infancy was nothing of note. An assortment of illnesses, Linsley, A was noted as a poor caretaker.

Linsley, E was noted to be an inquisitive child. Often asking the doctors why they did the things they did. Dr. [REDACTED] allowed her to witness her mother’s treatments one day. Linsley, E grew angry and attempted to stop it, going so far as to use Hellish Rebuke when he gripped her arm too tightly escorting her out of the room. Linsley, E was forbidden from witnessing treatments after that incident.

As she was not a patient, Linsley, E was allowed free reign to visit the orphans in the other wing of the building. She quickly befriended Zarya (see file) and [REDACTED]. As Zarya proved a stabilizing influence, this was allowed to continue after Zarya was transferred to the patient wing.

It is unknown when, but at some point Linsley, E taught herself a few cleric spells. She was assigned to the infirmary to help heal some of the more injured patients. She began to show signs of hostility towards other staff members. She was successfully treated for this behavior.

Assigned Patients: Ariana Linsley

Performance Review: Eun-Hee Linsley's skills could use improving, but she shows a willingness to do her part. Is at her best interacting with the patients. Performance 2/5, Cooperative 3

/5.
Crunch & Chirp: Stolen

**CRUNCH & CHIRP**

Forest was dark. Full of bright birds to mimic, and big cats that roared, and things that chittered and hissed and rattled and chirped.

The mother stayed for a year, ‘til there was another egg. Then she left. Not a peep. So the sister waited until she had a brother, and waited until he was strong, and she left, too.

Took him with her.

They found more sounds to mimic, and the little brother grew up wide-eyed and fascinated. He loved the loudness of cities, and he always seemed to find those street corners where people played lutes and lyres and drums and flutes, and eventually, the sister craftily stole a mandolin for him to play. He loved it even more.

He played on the corners, warbling along, harmonizing with himself in the sounds that other instruments made, and she kept stealing to feed him. Up until she got caught. There was no one with a voice to defend her, and she could only scream and threaten and thrash, biting and scratching her way free.

They ran, then, but the mandolin came with them.

No one had ever given them names -- names like humans and elves had. But the more the sister had to fight to live, the more she grew accustomed to the sounds of breaking bones. Crunch, they called her. And the brother sang and playing so sweetly, like a songbird, that they called him Chirp.

When they made it to the coast, Crunch looked out over the waves, and she wondered where else they could go -- whatever other sounds they could find -- what other things she could steal -- what other songs her brother could learn.

She made the sound of her name, and the captain said, “Oh, I like her.”

Chirp crept out from behind her, and whispered, “Musiker,” and the Master at Arms’ face lit up.
Gwydion: Something New

Gwydion covered his mouth with his hand to stifle the
giggles threatening to spill out.  He *had*
to be quiet because Raef was sleeping on the couch and he wanted to show him
something new that he had learned.  He
tip-toed to the back of the couch, grabbing it with one hand to help pull
himself up so he could look over and down at the older elf.  Raef was *always*
sleeping on the couch when he was supposed to be looking after him.

The young child bit his lower lip as he reached down to
touch Raef’s cheek. *Zap!* Lightning
sparked and Raef jolted awake, rolling off the couch and landing hard on the
floor.

“Damn it, Gwydion!”
Raef growled out, but he smiled as he grabbed the pillow
that had fallen with him.

Gwydion squealed with delight as he dropped down to hide behind
the couch, the pillow soaring overhead. “I learned something new!”

\_\_

The bar was crowded, but Gwydion wound his way through the
people easily.  He was looking for his
friend that he knew was there and, luckily, he was tall enough where he could
look over many heads unlike when he was a child and the couch was a feat.   Raef
was easier to spot than he thought he would be, the dark-haired elf nestled
into a booth by himself, staring intently at the mug before him.

Excellent.

A smile pulled at Gwydion’s lips as he walked towards the
booth, lightning flickering at his fingertips.
He reached over the back of the booth towards Raef’s ear –

“You walk louder than a herd of dwarves,” Raef commented,
not looking up from his mug.

“You heard me?”

“As soon as you came in.” Raef chuckled and gestured vaguely
to the seat across from him. “Sit down and let me get a look at you.”

Gwydion rolled his eyes. “You’re still no fun.” He smiled as
he sat down.

“I’m always fun.”

“Uh-huh.  Sleeping isn’t
fun.” Gwydion winked as he reached for Raef’s mug to take a sip of the
drink.  He was aware his friend was
watching him just as he was doing the same. “How’ve you been?”

“Fine.” Raef shrugged.“What about you?”

“Never better.” Gwydion took another swallow of the sweet
alcohol, eyes never leaving Raef’s face.
His friend had aged in just the few years they had been apart; there
were lines where there hadn’t been there before and shadows resided under the
eyes that used to light up with every smile. “You look like hell, Raef.”

“Nothing gets past you, huh?” Raef reached for his drink. “Let’s
enjoy the night, okay?”

“Okay…” Gwydion wanted to pursue the matter, but instead he
smiled. “I’ve learned some new things since you’ve been gone.”

\_\_

Gwydion gently tucked the covers around Raef, smiling softly
as he sat on the edge of the bed.  Both
of them had drank too much, laughed too much, ate too much, and talked too much…at
least he had.  Raef had kept quiet about
the past few years while he had talked on and on, staying away from certain
subjects but he *knew* that Raef knew
things were different.  Just like he knew
that Raef was different.

“…are you going to tell me what happened, Raef?” Gwydion asked
as he smoothed back the hair from his friend’s forehead, brow knit with worry.

“If you tell me what happened to you.”
Lykaos: Puppy

"Here, puppy.  I have a nice snack for you." They shook the bag in their hand.  It held a freshly cut piece of meat, fresh enough that blood dripped out to the leaf-strewn forest floor.  It had once been a rabbit, but now it was the lure for the beasts prowling in the woods that night.

They had heard the howls.

Could hear them now, growing distant, closer, before stopping.

"Here, puppy, pup-"

A twig snapped.

They turned.

"Good puppy. Want a snack?"

--

"Remember.  It's important you choose wisely."

"Yes, Daddy."

Mummy's lips thinned into a scowl. "Don't fail me, Lia."

"Yes, Mummy."

--

Shadows danced across the crumbling stone walls. Their skin pricked.  It was warm within the room, heated by the fire flickering in the center, but they felt cold as they walked through the small group gathered.  They weren't the only one holding back whispers of fear. They could hear another child whimpering from under folds of black cloth.

They swallowed and tugged the cloak shielding them from sight closer.  It wasn't time yet to step into the light. Soon. After the leader called them forward.  Only then would they be revealed to the other gathered families. Only then would they become them.

Mummy and Daddy were close by, nervous energy radiating from them.  Their parents were worried they would disobey them. That they would choose something they didn't approve of.

A smile tugged at their lips.

"Good evening, my family…" the voice crept out of the shadows of the back of the ancient room.

Their smile slipped away.

They listened.

--

"Good evening, my child." The elder stopped in front of them.

"Good evening, Elder."

The elder inclined his head. "Have you decided, my child?" he asked, reaching out with skeletal fingers to undo the clasp at their throat.  The cloak slithered to the ground.

"Yes, Elder."

"Your parents will be proud."

No, they wouldn't be.  They knew that. They expected them to join their Order, but they wouldn't.

They had already joined another.

They smiled at the Elder.

--

Mummy stared down at them, eyes narrowed, lips twisted into a sneer. "You --" she started, stopped, air hissed out between her teeth.

"My love," Daddy interjected, placing a hand on his wife's shoulder. "Maybe it is for the best."

She shrugged him off. "You're taking its side?" She spat the words. "It --" She took a step closer.

They shrank back away.  Mummy was upset, they knew she would be.  Still, they didn't like it when she was mad.  When she was mad bad things happened. Things that made them hurt.

Daddy's grip tightened.  He pulled her back. "Let's talk somewhere else.  Let her be." He took a step back, not letting go.

Mummy sneered again.  A hateful sneer. Daddy said she was afraid.  They didn't think so.

They held their breath.

Waited.

Finally Mummy turned to leave with Daddy.

They sighed.

Their skin rippled as if a thousand waves had rolled through them.

They smiled.

It no longer hurt.
Kelpie & Selkie Smirnova

Sugar's oldest sister, Kelpie is the captain of one of their mother's pirate ships, a vessel named the Rusalka. She has demonstrated magical abilities as well as proficiency with an interesting sword.

Recently, she came to collect Nixie from the Graverunners, saying only that their mother wanted her. She didn't leave a very good impression on them, but she and Nixie made up somewhat. She genuinely loves her little sister, she just doesn't know how to show it.

The middle sister, Selkie is a jerk and a brat. She left home not long after Sugar was kicked out. When Sugar contacted her in a dream, Selkie said that she was on an important mission from their mother, which appeared to be putting her in quite some danger.
Church of Helm

The Church of Helm is devoted to serving the one and only god: Helm, paladin of justice and law.

The Church of Helm holds great influence in Skyport. Its Paladins hold high ranks in the city's government and with the help of their fighting ranks, they enforce law and order on the streets. They also work to eradicate the abnormal and dangerous beliefs in heathen gods some people still seem to cling to.

The head of the Church is the Archbishop, who is also part of Skyport's ruling council.The current Archbishop is named Frederick (alias Lively Fred).

The seat of the Church is the Temple of Helm in Skyport's city center.
Naomi Novad

Naomi Novad is Hansel's grandmother.

She is the matriarch of a small family of merchant. Although she was once part of a larger orc caravan, many of her blood family members-- including her parents, and her brothers and sisters-- have all been lynched, arrested, or killed over the years, leaving her grief-stricken.

Naomi kept her clan alive by adopting orphans and others in need of help.

Her current family members are:

* Abbott, her husband, a short and wiry orc gentleman who wears a patchwork vest. Abbott is the group salesman.
* Ketchka, her blood-related granddaughter. A burly woman who is almost full orc. Ketchka is a fighter.
* Hobbert, a goblin child adopted recently during the War of the Orc Tribes. Hobbert survived the war by breaking into abandoned homes and stealing things the refugees had left behind.
* Lazarus and Lowen, two male tiefling twins. Lowen was killed when the clan was attacked by villagers; Lazarus remains.

There are probably various others hanging around.

Naomi is a simple and humble woman. She is intelligent, quiet, and well-spoken. She feels deeply empathetic towards Marion and Hansel, and feels motherly towards them both, but struggles not to blame them for Yehuda's death.
Gifts of Volpae

When the Graverunners cleared the Tomb of Volpae (see Outfoxed), they were granted several magical items:

* The Black Fox Armor was given to Raef. It afforded him extra stealth and speed at the cost of minimal protection.
* The Fox-fur Jacket was given to Sugar. It increased her ability to sweet-talk at the cost of damaging her ability to threaten.
* The Foxtail was given to Goro. It was a wand carrying charges of Cure Wounds and Healing Word.
* The Fuchs Auge was given to Larkin. It was a small magnifying glass with the ability to highlight objects fo interest.
* The Ring of Volpae was given to Edith. It allowed her to speak to animals once a day.
* The Gekker was given to Roddy. It was a black-and-gold lute that scarcely made any sound, but also quieted its wielder's steps.
Mishka: In Chains, On Strings

Mishka knew what was going to happen the instant the parasite got inside him. It crawled down his throat, cutting off his air, and he tried to choke it up, but it just kept fighting its way down. His body shuddered and went numb. He lost feeling in his fingers first, then his arms, then his legs and torso. He inhaled to scream and couldn't. His mouth wouldn't move.

He couldn't breathe.

His chest wouldn't move. At first, Mishka panicked, filled with an overwhelming feeling of airless suffocation. Then, slowly, he realized he didn't need to breathe anymore. This thing was keeping him alive without air.

Goro was still on the ground. His eyes were wet and black. (What the fuck? How had Goro gotten possessed? **When** had Goro gotten possessed? Had Goro been infected with a parasite while Mishka's back was turned? How--?)

The crow's nest was chilly. Mishka could still feel that part.

The three Graverunners on the ground were looking up at them; the tiefling looked concerned. "Goro?" she called up.

Then Goro got up. His body moving like a puppet. His mouth twisted in a cold, inhuman, gleeful smile. And Goro tossed Mishka a second vial with a second larvae inside.

*NO, fuck, NO, NO, NO.*

 Mishka understood everything in a split second. *Ripley's next,* he thought in an instant, because that's what he would do if he were Diva. He would hit the most powerful first. Ripley was incapacitated, from what he'd seen. He could teleport there instantaneously. He'd used this exact same tactic with some of his mind control spells before.

It was like watching two carriages crash into each other, knowing it was coming, but fucking helpless to stop it.

*Go downstairs and get her up!* he wanted to scream. *Go tell her what's going on!*

He already had a plan. There were a total of nine people on the ship, minimum. He and Goro, then Larkin Basha, the tortle, an elf he'd never seen before, Jonn, Nixie, Ripley's wife, and then Ripley.

Ripley. Half-dead, but still on her feet, still able to defend herself if they'd just go fucking get her, if she knew it was coming, if Mishka could say something, if Mishka could say **anything**.

That made a total of seven Graverunners, if he counted Jonn among them; six if not. Enough to fight Mishka off if they got together into one area, if they grabbed Ripley and got her into a larger area, if they kept Ripley surrounded to keep her from getting possessed. All they had to do was hurt him bad enough. The hivemind wouldn't risk its newest host getting killed; it would teleport him away. All they had to do was hurt him. All they had to do was hurt him.

He wanted to lean over the crow's nest and scream it at them.

Instead, his body grabbed Goro, pulled Goro into his arms, and then vanished with a crack below deck.
Joan Ripley

An experienced combat veteran and guildmaster of the recently-created Grave Runners' Guild. According to rumors, Ripley has a criminal past. Now, however, she is a devoted paladin. Ripley is strict, but fair. Sometimes she can be kind of a dick.

Ripley sends guild members on missions.

Ripley is in a long-term relationship with Amari Flatflower, Goro's foster mother.

Ripley eventually admitted that she is not, in fact, a Paladin of Helm. She appears to be a paladin of Io (Iomedae), who she claims slew Helm during the Calamity three hundred years ago.

She has a tattoo written in Celestial on her back. It says "I am the fury and vengeance of Iomedae. I am her sword and her shield."

## People Who Have Tried to Kill Ripley

* Archbishop "Lively Fred" Frederick
* Captain Odin
* The Glutton, AKA "Diva the Deals Queen"
* It's *possible* Mishka considered four or five times. It's possible.

## People Who Will Probably Try to Kill Ripley

* Renar Basha
* The Tyrant-King Rexarius, He-Who-Rules-Calisham, black dragon of the golden sands, long may he reign.

## Ripley Strategy Guide

### Handy-Dandy Ripley Translator

* "Fuck you." = "I love you and am concerned for your well-being."
* "Fuck you." = "I hate you so much I'm going to spend the next fifteen years personally destroying you on every level."
* "Fuck you." = "I'm having complicated emotions right now."
* "Fuck you." = "Seriously, I love you. Come here. Fucker."
* [Draws her sword] = Fucking run.

### How to Make Ripley Like You

* Tell her the truth.
* Work with her.
* Compete with her.
* Stand your ground.
* Be good at your job.
* Help the weak.
* Do the right thing.
* Protect your gang/family.
* Don't be a fuckin' snitch, alright.

### How to Make Ripley Hate You

* Manipulate her.
* Lie to her.
* Fuck with her.
* Take advantage of her.

## Notes

Notes Ripley left for the party in the event of her death.

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## Vignettes

Your Beautiful Disaster Son

All Things Left Unsaid

Hivemind
Blood in the Water

The Runners took another shot at recovering Ombre's stolen pendant, this time with some backup. Ba'ob and Hansel scouted out the Crimson Mark's hideout as cats, and then Ba'ob created a distraction and they all charged int he front door with fireballs and swarms of locusts. They cleared out the entryway fairly quickly, with their old pal Drew escaping to alert the others, then had Mishka mimic one of the rogues' voices and call for help. Unfortunately, no one showed up, and Larkin went scouting -- invisible, also thanks to Mishka -- and found out that Crimson herself, as well as her new bodyguard and Drew, had escaped out the back entrance on a boat.

However, the gang still decided to fight the remaining members of the Crimson Mark -- a dangerous water genasi cleric and two archers, who they made quick work of.

Ombre's pendant was still lost. When the Runners scried on Crimson to get a new lead, they saw her and her three companions hidden away in what appeared to be the undercity, camping out and regrouping.
Dead of Night

With intel from Finch and his new gang, the Runners tracked down Bala at the Ohara Manor just outside Skyport. They crept around the house getting their bearings, then climbed onto the roof to drop down onto the balcony on the rear of the house, efficiently murdering the two archers stationed there. They then snuck into the master bedroom, where Bala was fast asleep.

They descended on her with knives, sword, axes, etc, and killed her before she could even wake up.

Then they swept through the rest of the manor, taking out the rest of her guards, including the sorcerer Shallah. However, they successfully intimidated the lady of the manor, Tessa Ohara, into surrendering and joining their side. They looted the house, including Bala's corpse, and recovered the Whipdagger made by Lyra Deleon and Ombre's healing staff, but unfortunately discovered that her spellbook had been burned.
Hansel and Larkin Murder Anwyll

This session took place simultaneously as the Razor Shroud session.

Hansel and Larkin made a pact to go secretly murder Anwyll together. While everyone else was busy, they snuck off to Patch Island, then began searching for Anwyll.

After some investigation, they tracked down Pastry Pete, a local baker rumored to have met Anwyll. Pastry Pete explained that Anwyll lives in a deeply enchanted forest at the center of the island, but warned them that Anwyll is extremely dangerous; he is known to lure local men to their deaths inside his forest.

Hansel and Larkin went anyway.

Inside the forest, they encountered a wil-o'-the-wisp, the spirit of a fallen dwarf killed inside the forest. It led them to his body, which lay trapped in a swamp. Larkin and Hansel looted the body and found the Ancient Battery, a dwarven weapon attachment that deals lightning damage. Hansel took the attachment and added it to his trident.

Deeper inside the forest, three Annis Hags attempted to ambush Larkin and Hansel. Larkin and Hansel immediately noticed the ambush ahead of time and bullied the hags into leading the way to Anwyll's lair.

Anwyll's lair was enchanted with a powerful fear effect. Upon entering, Hansel became terrified they would all be killed and was seized with the urge to grab Larkin and run to protect her. Larkin, however, managed to throw off the effect, and talked Hansel down, encouraging him to return. Hansel and Larkin returned to the cave and punched through the fear effect with the sheer force of their anger.

Inside, they found an enchanted hood, which Larkin stole from a pile of corpses infested with hallucinogenic mushrooms. They quickly and quietly slew Anwyll's guard-- a Shambling Mound-- and then ambushed Anwyll inside his bedchamber.

The Anwyll fight was tough. Anwyll is constantly surrounded by a powerful charm affect that has a chance to stun any attackers nearby him at the start of their rounds; he carries an ancient and powerful poisoned longsword; he can parry attacks and shake off magical affects; he can transform into an enormous snake, doubling his movement speed and giving him the ability to engulf his attackers.

Hansel and Larkin dealt him massive amounts of damage. Finally, Anwyll transformed into a snake and devoured Larkin, who then tore her way out using her Hellish Rebuke ability, killing Anwyll in the process.

After the fight, Larkin and Hansel high-fived and celebrated their victory. However, their relief was short-lived: Anwyll immediately resurrected afterwards, now apparently under Diva's full control. Diva spoke to Hansel in her own voice, saying, "Hello, handsome!"

Hansel grabbed Larkin and Dimension Doored out, ending the session.
Lina's Notes

Asya- mid-30s half-elf. Her mask is transmutation, her cloak is conjuration, and her armor is enchantment.

Mask- Transmutation alters the state of things; my guess is that it is altering Asya's appearance in some way, perhaps hiding burn scars.

Cloak- Possibly the altered Cape of the Mountebank that Baron's assassin Sasha was known to have. CotM casts Dimension Door, which is a conjuration spell.

Armor- Enchantment is magic that influences or controls people. Possibly Asya is being controlled, or it gives her control over others. For example: Noted that in a vignette, Finch and Amren couldn't or wouldn't cast magic with her in between them.

Asya "seemed to tense" upon mention of Helena Baron's removal.

**Evidence that Asya is Sasha:**

-Sasha's throat was non-fatally slit; Asya seems to be unable to vocalize.

-Cape of the Mountebank (see above)

-Sasha was blonde and pale-skinned like Asya, and a half-elf (I think)

-"Asya" and "Sasha" are both nicknames for Anastasia. The name Anastasia means "She who shall rise up again" or "resurrection."

-The choice the Bashas forced Helena Baron into was to kill Sasha and put her out of her misery, or to let Sasha live on in suffering. If Baron went with the latter, she'd probably have one bitter-ass lady on her hands, possibly someone willing to turn on her as alluded to by Morgan Wyn (see below).

Morgan Wyn: Plans to take over ALL of fucking Skyport.

Did something quite horrific to Helena Baron, apparently.

Crazy high wisdom/insight/perception.

Seems to be able to see through her pseudodragon's eyes. Goro detected that it was a Fiend, not a real dragon, suggesting it is a familiar. Find Familiar is only a wizard spell, but bards and arcane tricksters can also potentially cast it.

Lina is going to go crazy trying to figure this out. Izzy made a d20-1 roll during the Goro-Wyn RP; unclear what it was, but it apparently wasn't Deception. She was just sitting there so it wasn't dex or strength. It's possible it was an Arcana roll since she'd just watched Goro cast a spell. This would mean Int is her dump stat, but wizards and arcane tricksters both use Int as their spellcasting stat so why would that be her dump stat?? IZZY.

Morgan implied that the way she got the upper hand over Helena was to find a member of the guild who'd been fucked up by the Bashas, and Helena didn't look out for her, and thus said guild member was bitter. Potentially Asya. Maybe the Bashas ~~cut out her tongue/~~mutilated her face/???? - Finch also crossed my mind here, though Morgan used she/her pronouns, and also Finch seems to be on the outs as others have noted.

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~~LUCI????!!!?!~~ How did Morgan know Goro is Maskarran?
Ghostbusting

On Day 158, the gang decided it was time to solve their ghost problem ... with ghost murder.

After a great deal of thought and planning, they decided to use Goro as bait, and Larkin, Roddy, and Hansel waited around him, invisible, for Asenka to take it. She did, popping up with a handful of spectres she'd collected by killing the people of Glimmerton, and they converged on Goro. Luckily, he deftly avoided most of their attacks, and hurriedly made an illusory duplicate of himself to distract the undead before fleeing to the other side of the room.

Before he could do anything else, however, Roddy had unleashed his psychic magic on Asenka, Hansel had stabbed her three times, and just as she was raising a hand to say something, Larkin landed a crossbow bolt in her throat to finish her off.

The gang looked at each other, a bit nonplussed, and realized they had dramatically overthought this entire venture.

"So ... drinks in town to celebrate, or ...?"

Ghosts: 0
Runners: 1
Olga, Alone

Next there was a dwarf named High Commissioner
Olga. But one day a terrible plague attacked her city, and she was slain
defending it.

She had a mate, and clan, and children. She
served her god well. She died in battle. But when she reached
Moradin’s golden gates, she paused.

It felt like something was wrong. Something was
missing. She was… supposed to have… met someone. But she couldn’t remember who,
or why.

“Send me back,” Olda said. “I feel like I’m… I
feel like I’m looking for something. There was someone I was supposed to
meet.”

And Moradin gently steered her away, back down
to the mortal realm, and she sank into a mortal body to go looking again.

She looked for a long time. She was an orphan,
then a rabbit, then an enormous golden dragonborn who died gloriously defending
her homeland from the Calamity.

But their luck had run out. She didn’t find him
again. Not for a very long time.

[NEXT]
Mishka's mask

A mask secretly, constantly worn by Mishka for the past twenty-odd years. He stole it from an ancient tomb, and it allows him to change his appearance. He uses it to make himself appear resplendently beautiful instead of merely attractive, though he insists he uses it for other things, too.

Hansel thinks it's dumb.

Revealed in Mishka: Unmasked.

Currently in Goro's possession.
Lucienne Sterling

Hansel's adopted daughter, sister to Jonn. Luci is a seventeen-year-old CG knowledge domain cleric. Her character sheet is here.

She was brought to the Sanctuary of Eldath at a young age and raised by the clerics there to be a pacifist and healer. She is deeply compassionate and always tries her best to help other people's physical and emotional troubles, although she has recently come to the conclusion that pacifism is not always the answer, and ceased following Eldath. She briefly followed Eilistraee before coming to the conclusion that it wasn't for her, and she now follows Selune and has fully embraced her new abilities, as she was previously a life domain cleric.

Luci is primarily devoted to her brother, despite his flaws, and does everything she can to keep him calm and in control of himself. She also loves Hansel, though for most of her life she's also been afraid of him -- due to the fact that when she was young, he was a largely volatile, disruptive force in her life. However, she now only wants to help him fend off the assault of Gruumsh, and is as viciously protective of him as Jonn is.

She knows that Jonn murdered their parents. She doesn't know why.

She also considers Mishka, Roddy, and Goro to be parts of her family. She regards Mishka as her stepfather, if not much of a father figure, and Roddy as a brother. Goro is something of a mentor to her, and given that him and Hansel getting married is an eventuality, she already loosely regards him as a stepfather, as well. She enjoys quiet tea times with Raef and had become close to Gavi before Gavi's ascension to godhood, which made her quite sad. She keeps the bracelet that Gavi gave her in a pocket. She also likes Ombre and Nico as they are fellow nerdy, quiet autists.

Luci has poor social skills and difficultly communicating and forming relationships with people. She tends to have a flat affect and and struggles to express affection or excitement. She often feels that she fails to connect with people, even when she likes them, which makes her less likely to seek out those connection. She doesn't enjoy being touched. The one person she does feel firmly connected to is Jonn, and she also has a much easier time touching him and expressing her love for him. She is stubborn, fierce, and impatient, which occasionally breaks through her cool demeanor.

Her Staff of Control came from a mysterious, portly woman with graying hair, and not, as she has always assumed, from an Eldathyn cleric.
Letter to Hansel: Ishi

I got some things I want to say to you about marriage and weddings, and I can't get up the guts to say it to your face.

You told me you wanted to wait until we were both sure.

Hansel, I'm so fucking sure. I can't figure what it would feel like to be any more sure, 'cause I got no fucking reference point, since I'm not usually sure about things. I'm a doubter. But I can sure as hell tell you I don't have any doubts about this.

I want it so bad. I think about it all the time.

I think about you calling me ishi, about you saying "my husband" when you look at me, and I gotta fucking stop everything I'm doing. Just take a second to get my head together again. It's like accidentally stumbling across some treasure I wasn't supposed to find. Cracking open a door and peeking into a room I wasn't supposed to see inside. Fucking intoxicates me.

Ishi, ishi, ishi. That's a fucking drug right there, the only one I'm interested in.

Thing is, though, I don't want you to rush it on my account. I don't want some fucking second-tier marriage shit—oh yeah, my husband Goro, we got married 'cause he couldn't fucking wait. Nah. I want you to want it as bad as I do. Maybe even worse.

So, keep waiting, love.

Wait until you want it so bad it's all you can fucking think about. Till you can't go about your day like normal 'cause you keep having to fucking stop and screw your head on straight again, since thinking about calling me husband makes you dizzy.

Wait until you can't fucking wait anymore.

That's what I think you should do, if I get a vote.