Old Fezziwig
a man builds a city with banks and cathedrals
Int. - Militia Offices of the City of Boston - Same
In response to Pitcairne's question, the Captain nods. "You're more than welcome to talk to the lad that did the drawings. Bright young man, hobbyist really — how could he be anything else living that far away from civilization? His name is Adam Webster; I can have a man bring you to him after you're done here. You are, of course, welcome to take anything I've shown you here both to see Master Webster and to the impact site."
He turns to Somerset. "Good questions, all of them. The Nipmucks and the Agawam are the main tribes out there, and, yes, they are hostile. Deerfield, Brookfield, and Northfield are the major villages and towns in that area, with Northampton, Hadley, and Springfield off to the south. Most of our people out there have left — they don't have adequate preparation to fight the Indians — but you can probably restock supplies in Hadley or Northampton if you need to. I wouldn't trust any of the Indians, but the colonists out there are probably trustworthy, if a bit stubborn." He grins.[sblock]I'm pushing along the research phase of this segment in this s-block, if you have any follow-up questions for Webster or each other, feel free to take care of them in your next post, as well as react to any questions you might have based on the information following this paragraph.
Somerset:
Pitcairne:
[/sblock]Ext. - Abcott Family Farm - outside Dedham - Same
Your searches prove successful, although not in the way that you had hoped. Along the tree line, your son picks up the tracks of a man, barefoot, which lead to a small camp. The fire had been hastily put out, and the innards of a few rabbits are strewn along the ground, along with a good number bones that had been literally sucked dry, as if by a wolf. You don't find a track leading away, however.
In the house, you find something more promising, though — a small, dull silver rock attached to a cured leather strap. On the face of it is a three-pronged symbol, each prong curling in towards the center. It feels wrong to hold, and even wronger to look at [1 point of Sanity Loss].[sblock]The whole of this takes the rest of the day. If there's anyone you want to talk to overnight, let me know, and we can add that conversation into the next post, if not, we'll push into the next morning...when the Capawack scout will arrive at the farm, but first —[/sblock]Ext. - a short while away from the Abcott Family Farm - outside Dedham - the next morning
You approach the Abcott family farm via your normal routes, only to casually discover a set of odd tracks heading west from there. It seems that there was at least one very large man, a beast of some sort, and a small child, all walking. Their pace was steady, although at intervals you can see a mess of footprints and a smudge in the path, only for the regular tracks to be picked up again shortly thereafter. If you were to guess, you would guess that the littlest walker was trying to get away in these instances, but couldn't. As you follow it back towards the farm, you discover a small camp from the day before. The fire had been hastily put out, and the innards of a few rabbits are strewn along the ground, along with a good number bones that had been literally sucked dry, as if by a wolf. The camp is extremely close to the Abcott farm.
In response to Pitcairne's question, the Captain nods. "You're more than welcome to talk to the lad that did the drawings. Bright young man, hobbyist really — how could he be anything else living that far away from civilization? His name is Adam Webster; I can have a man bring you to him after you're done here. You are, of course, welcome to take anything I've shown you here both to see Master Webster and to the impact site."
He turns to Somerset. "Good questions, all of them. The Nipmucks and the Agawam are the main tribes out there, and, yes, they are hostile. Deerfield, Brookfield, and Northfield are the major villages and towns in that area, with Northampton, Hadley, and Springfield off to the south. Most of our people out there have left — they don't have adequate preparation to fight the Indians — but you can probably restock supplies in Hadley or Northampton if you need to. I wouldn't trust any of the Indians, but the colonists out there are probably trustworthy, if a bit stubborn." He grins.[sblock]I'm pushing along the research phase of this segment in this s-block, if you have any follow-up questions for Webster or each other, feel free to take care of them in your next post, as well as react to any questions you might have based on the information following this paragraph.
Somerset:
The main rumor that the two militia men assigned to you have heard is that the village of New Warrenton, a short distance from the site Pitcairne's to inspect, hasn't evacuated. For some reason, the villagers won't leave. They've also heard snippets of talk about Indians scalping and piking defeated foes all through the River Valley.
Pitcairne:
Your talk with young Webster is fairly fruitful, and he points out a few things in the star charts, such as his own atypical notations and marks, that are very helpful to you later in the night [+2 on Research checks dealing with his star charts].
Unfortunately, your research reveals less than you hoped. Between the boy's charts and your own books and writings, you are able to distinguish a strange pattern of meteor showers surrounding Orion, a pattern that grows more distinguished on his charts made later in the evening — they almost look as if they were about to grasp the three stars in the hunter's famous belt. Based on what you were able to gather, the attacks on the village grew proportionally to the distinctness of the showers — that is, as the showers were more visible, the attacks were more vicious — but you can't seem to puzzle out more than that. You'll have to visit the site and see what's there.
Unfortunately, your research reveals less than you hoped. Between the boy's charts and your own books and writings, you are able to distinguish a strange pattern of meteor showers surrounding Orion, a pattern that grows more distinguished on his charts made later in the evening — they almost look as if they were about to grasp the three stars in the hunter's famous belt. Based on what you were able to gather, the attacks on the village grew proportionally to the distinctness of the showers — that is, as the showers were more visible, the attacks were more vicious — but you can't seem to puzzle out more than that. You'll have to visit the site and see what's there.
Your searches prove successful, although not in the way that you had hoped. Along the tree line, your son picks up the tracks of a man, barefoot, which lead to a small camp. The fire had been hastily put out, and the innards of a few rabbits are strewn along the ground, along with a good number bones that had been literally sucked dry, as if by a wolf. You don't find a track leading away, however.
In the house, you find something more promising, though — a small, dull silver rock attached to a cured leather strap. On the face of it is a three-pronged symbol, each prong curling in towards the center. It feels wrong to hold, and even wronger to look at [1 point of Sanity Loss].[sblock]The whole of this takes the rest of the day. If there's anyone you want to talk to overnight, let me know, and we can add that conversation into the next post, if not, we'll push into the next morning...when the Capawack scout will arrive at the farm, but first —[/sblock]Ext. - a short while away from the Abcott Family Farm - outside Dedham - the next morning
You approach the Abcott family farm via your normal routes, only to casually discover a set of odd tracks heading west from there. It seems that there was at least one very large man, a beast of some sort, and a small child, all walking. Their pace was steady, although at intervals you can see a mess of footprints and a smudge in the path, only for the regular tracks to be picked up again shortly thereafter. If you were to guess, you would guess that the littlest walker was trying to get away in these instances, but couldn't. As you follow it back towards the farm, you discover a small camp from the day before. The fire had been hastily put out, and the innards of a few rabbits are strewn along the ground, along with a good number bones that had been literally sucked dry, as if by a wolf. The camp is extremely close to the Abcott farm.
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