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<blockquote data-quote="Nebulous" data-source="post: 4044520" data-attributes="member: 31465"><p><span style="font-size: 12px">Adventure #13: The Cotton Plantation of Omar Shakti</span></p><p></p><p><strong>Part 1: The Good Dr. Blumpkin</strong></p><p></p><p>After their battle with the Black Pharaoh the party stumbles from the Bent Pyramid, but eight hours have mysteriously passed. The sun sparkles well above the horizon and other tourists are ready to join them on the tram back to the city. </p><p></p><p>Their confidence is bolstered by their success (they gain some Sanity back to counter the shocks experienced), and they arrive in Cairo around noon, certain that they now stand a chance against whatever Nyarlathotep can throw at them.</p><p></p><p>It is a false sense of security. </p><p></p><p>While passing a street kiosk for the Cairo Bulletin, an article by Editor Nigel Wassif catches Nevelle's eye: </p><p></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 12px">"Local Mosque of Ibn Tulun in Ruins!"</span></span></p><p></p><p>The night before, a localized earthquake damaged portions of the mosque where Nevelle had previously spoken to the elderly nazir, Achmed Zehavi. Nearly half of the building had been destroyed, the ceiling caving in to crush dozens of workers and worshipers alike. </p><p></p><p><img src="http://www.med.unc.edu/~saasha/Masks/ruins.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" /></p><p></p><p>The cult wanted something in the mosque, or so Faraz Najir told the investigators. Zehavi confirmed this with Nevelle. The article also states that many of the priests are dead or missing, but Achmed Zehavi is being treated at a local hospital. Knowing that their newest accomplice, the unfortunate Oscar Ochenta (who keeps staring at the sun and muttering), will need some psychiatric help, they decide to drop him off there and question Zehavi at the same time.</p><p></p><p>But not yet. In the meantime, Oscar is tossed into a chair and fastened with a bib. </p><p></p><p>Once back at the museum, the group finds Chang feeling much better after his gastrointestinal illness. And after the woeful story they tell him, he is glad he was sick!</p><p></p><p>Nevelle is little better off than Oscar. He will recover, but requires bed rest. He refuses to check into a hospital, fearing that it will just make him an easy target for cultists. But Gi-Gi is trained in the medical field, and she gives Nevelle expert care. They will wait a few days to give him time to recuperate.</p><p></p><p>Ali Kafour is also relieved to see the group return, and he warmly hugs each member. </p><p></p><p><img src="http://www.med.unc.edu/~saasha/Masks/ali_cu.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" /></p><p></p><p>Ma’Moud is ecstatic too, bouncing around like a beach ball and wrapping his brown arms around their waists. They tell Ali everything that happened, and his face falls by the end of the dire tale. He fears that a great evil is soon to be unleashed upon the world, and that the pieces are falling into place faster than ever. He will do what he can to acquire the party some special aids, but it will take time. They do not ask what these “aids” are, and he does not elaborate. But Ali says that they need to speak with their Dutch friend in the basement. He has had…an accident.</p><p></p><p>The party checks on Janwillen Vanheuven, and they are only mildly surprised to see him covered in cat scratches. He is nursing a bottle of whiskey, moaning, complaining, and most importantly, not translating. </p><p></p><p><img src="http://www.med.unc.edu/~saasha/Masks/janwillen2.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" /></p><p></p><p>“Agh! Dit was ‘orrible!” he cries. “She…she…she…ohhhhh…Christ…”</p><p></p><p>He says that a woman—a ravishing woman!—approached him about returning the scrolls, and when he rebuffed her, a dozens cats attacked him, right there on the front steps of the Museum.</p><p></p><p><img src="http://www.med.unc.edu/~saasha/Masks/angrycats.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" /></p><p></p><p>The Dutchman is smeared with salve and bandages, and says that the wounds will impair his writing ability. The little bastards even bit through his fingers! </p><p></p><p>The investigators are worried that these Black Rites might not be worth the trouble. Who is this strange Cat Woman anyway, and how far will she take this aggression? But returning the scrolls is not an option. They need them. Somehow, the Rites must aid in their battle against Chaos. Otherwise, why were they even introduced in the first place? </p><p></p><p><span style="color: red">[Inject snide GM snicker]</span></p><p></p><p>GiGi and Morty take a closer look at the photographic plates taken inside the Bent Pyramid, and with the help of an atlas and astronomy books, they make some startling discoveries. A celestial event will occur on January 14, 1926...nine months hence...an eclipse across the Indian Ocean. The hieroglyphics behind the throne foretell the coming of the Child of Nyarlathotep in the Mountain of the Black Wind, and an apocalypse that ensues soon after, and continuing strife for an entire year until the Great Old Ones return. The who? </p><p></p><p>This…child…whatever it is…will help usher the end of the world. The very birth of this thing at the mountain is an ill omen of the most malevolent kind.</p><p></p><p style="text-align: center"><img src="http://www.med.unc.edu/~saasha/Masks/mtblackwind.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" /></p><p></p><p>They now have knowledge of a timeline, and Chang and Morty recall that Jackson Elias had mentioned a timeline to Jonah Kensington. This must be it! Furthermore, Jackson was in Kenya, in Nairobi specifically, and kept extensive notes detailing his experiences there and the people he spoke with. It is also where the Carlyle Expedition supposedly perished. </p><p></p><p>The investigators clearly have more leads to follow in other countries, but they are not done in Egypt yet. Something evil is brewing here. Chang and Morty contact Jonah Kensington in New York and update him on their progress, even mailing him copies of their notes. Jonah is very worried and says that they should return, but the investigators say that they're in too deep. It is far too late. </p><p></p><p>Several days after returning from the pyramid, the group embarks for the Cairo Hospital. Oscar Ochenta is still a mess, even though Gi-Gi has tried to heal his ravaged mind. His brain has become pudding and she cannot communicate with him at all. </p><p></p><p>The PC’s wheel Oscar into the psychiatric ward and fudge the details about how their friend developed a severe disorder after visiting the pyramids at Dhashur. They think it is possibly genetic, and they have no other “logical” explanation. (None they admit at first anyway)</p><p></p><p>The on-call doctor at the ward is a Scandinavian man named Olaf Blumpkin <span style="color: red">[Jake’s 2nd character]</span>, and he becomes extremely interested in Oscar’s psychological state. </p><p></p><p><img src="http://www.med.unc.edu/~saasha/Masks/blumpkin.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" /></p><p></p><p>“The pyramids, eh?” he says, shining a light into Oscar’s pupils. “And he was fine before that? How long have you known this man? How old is he?”</p><p></p><p>“Yes.” “Yes.” “Not long. “We don’t know.” The investigators do not mention Oscar’s drug fetish either. “He looked healthy enough,” they insist. </p><p></p><p>Blumpkin has never seen anything quite like this, but it appeals to his love of unsolved mysteries. How did this happen? What secrets swirl behind this man’s eyes? Oscar is a burbling mess, mumbling “Hotep…hotep…hotep…hotep,” over and over, and suffers a mild nosebleed that won’t quit dripping no matter now much pressure the nurses apply. </p><p></p><p>“What is that? Who is Hotep?” he asks. Morty just shrugs. Chang blinks rapidly. Nevelle stares at his feet. </p><p></p><p>Even though Oscar’s companions deny it was drug related, they inadvertently drop some hints that perhaps they DO know what truly happened to Oscar Ochenta. </p><p></p><p>Something…unspeakable. Staring into their eyes, the doctor can see signs of their burgeoning instability. </p><p></p><p>Now they have gained Dr. Blumpkin’s curiosity. His inborn, natural, and insatiable lust for the unknown. He tries a new tactic. “Gentlemen, you might be responsible for this man’s medical care. He has no identity, no money, no passport, nothing. It could be very, very costly…”</p><p></p><p>Their eyes widen. They’re not paying for Oscar’s well being. They hardly knew him!</p><p></p><p>“…but if we treat him as a test case, a subject for my study regarding schizophrenia and related mental ailments, perhaps we can reach an agreement.”</p><p></p><p>They’re not sure what he means.</p><p></p><p>Blumpkin removes his glasses. “I am seeking hard data for a casebook on psychological disorders. I need to know what caused this…strange…incapacitation in your friend. I need to know what you know.” In other words, Dr. Blumpkin wants to join their group. Morty and Chang don’t try to change his mind. “Sure,” they say. “We can show you...uh...stuff.” </p><p></p><p>The good doctor does not ask them to clarify. Smiling, he checks Oscar into the institution, and then calls out sick for the rest of the day.</p><p></p><p>“Well, show me,” he says. </p><p></p><p>Later, in another room of the psychiatric ward, Gi-Gi is trying to coax the nearly mad nazir of Ibn Tulun into talking. His head rolls around, and Nevelle viciously reprimands him.</p><p></p><p><img src="http://www.med.unc.edu/~saasha/Masks/achmed2.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" /></p><p></p><p>“You should have told me what you were hiding old man!" </p><p></p><p>Well, Nevelle didn’t really say that, but he was thinking it. But the nazir has a moment of clarity, and his one good eye gleams with tears. He remembers Nevelle and his visit that day! He says that something ungodly ripped through the basement, right through a secret chamber where the Girdle of Nitcrosis had been kept and guarded for over 1000 years. Everyone else was either eaten or crushed, and the worm-like abomination sank into the earth, taking the Girdle with it. He then relapses, quivering from the memory of a giant demon from the world’s depths…</p><p></p><p><img src="http://www.med.unc.edu/~saasha/Masks/cthonian.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" /></p><p></p><p>The players are gently reminded about their previous, albeit brief, interaction with the Clive party at the Memphis dig just a few days prior, where they picked up a few important tidbits of information.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: red">[GM Note: The players were getting pretty overwhelmed by the wave of clues and NPC’s by this point. These sessions sometimes came at multi-week intervals; it was also after a long hiatus with some new players who were sifting through other junk from prior sessions too]</span></p><p></p><p>a) Dr. Clive, leader of the Clive Expedition at Memphis, does not know what happened to the missing </p><p> mummy they found at Giza. He is also an avid smoker.</p><p></p><p>b) Johann Sprech, the German archaeologist, is an avid dick.</p><p></p><p>c) Agatha Broadmoor is a dotty old psychic who fears the resurrection of Nitcrosis, and secretly hopes to </p><p> stop it. She knew somehow that the Brotherhood was in possession of two items needed for the ritual. </p><p> They now most likely have the third component, the Girdle. The moon indicates that the time is ripe for </p><p> a ritual, and it is Agatha’s job to speak with Nitcrosis.</p><p></p><p>d) James Gardner, a jovial British member of the party, thinks that there MUST be a secret entrance in, </p><p> around, or under the Giza complex, so that thieves could steal the sarcophagus. Not the police, or even </p><p> the investigators, have been able to find it. They have already been to Giza to search the original theft </p><p> site and found nothing.</p><p></p><p>e) They did not get a chance to speak with the last member of the Clive party, Martin Winfield. Would he </p><p> have offered them new information? Or threatened to pull a gun like Sprech did? </p><p></p><p>So, running out of leads, the party decides <span style="color: red">(with Leo’s prompting!)</span> to follow up one detail they have not investigated in-depth yet:</p><p></p><p style="text-align: center">The Cotton Plantation of Omar Shakti.</p><p></p><p style="text-align: center"><img src="http://www.med.unc.edu/~saasha/Masks/cotton.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" /></p><p></p><p>“Doctor Blumpkin,” says Neville. “We…ah, believe that Oscar Ochenta’s neurosis is related to a…um…disorder originating at a cotton plantation. We…we need to inspect this source for…ah…authenticity.”</p><p></p><p>“Authenticity? What do you mean? Viral? Bacterial? Do I need a mask or breathing apparat--”.</p><p></p><p>“Oh no no, nothing like that. You just need to be…quiet.” Nevelle puts a finger to his lips, and the unspoken promise of skullduggery is enough to send Dr. Blumpkin’s heart galloping. Now THIS is what he wanted! Intrigue! </p><p></p><p>Later that evening, before dark, they have all reconvened at the Cairo Museum, which has become their official base of operations. After a quick meal, they don their best attire, in case they need to look presentable at a moment’s notice, and proceed to arm themselves with a few infiltrators’ tools of the trade, including pistols, bullets, some flashlights, a Molotov cocktail, and lockpicking tools. This is done without Blumpkin’s knowledge.</p><p></p><p>He just brings a pen and notebook.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Nebulous, post: 4044520, member: 31465"] [SIZE=3]Adventure #13: The Cotton Plantation of Omar Shakti[/SIZE] [b]Part 1: The Good Dr. Blumpkin[/b] After their battle with the Black Pharaoh the party stumbles from the Bent Pyramid, but eight hours have mysteriously passed. The sun sparkles well above the horizon and other tourists are ready to join them on the tram back to the city. Their confidence is bolstered by their success (they gain some Sanity back to counter the shocks experienced), and they arrive in Cairo around noon, certain that they now stand a chance against whatever Nyarlathotep can throw at them. It is a false sense of security. While passing a street kiosk for the Cairo Bulletin, an article by Editor Nigel Wassif catches Nevelle's eye: [center][font=Verdana][size=3]"Local Mosque of Ibn Tulun in Ruins!"[/size][/font][/center] The night before, a localized earthquake damaged portions of the mosque where Nevelle had previously spoken to the elderly nazir, Achmed Zehavi. Nearly half of the building had been destroyed, the ceiling caving in to crush dozens of workers and worshipers alike. [img]http://www.med.unc.edu/~saasha/Masks/ruins.jpg[/img] The cult wanted something in the mosque, or so Faraz Najir told the investigators. Zehavi confirmed this with Nevelle. The article also states that many of the priests are dead or missing, but Achmed Zehavi is being treated at a local hospital. Knowing that their newest accomplice, the unfortunate Oscar Ochenta (who keeps staring at the sun and muttering), will need some psychiatric help, they decide to drop him off there and question Zehavi at the same time. But not yet. In the meantime, Oscar is tossed into a chair and fastened with a bib. Once back at the museum, the group finds Chang feeling much better after his gastrointestinal illness. And after the woeful story they tell him, he is glad he was sick! Nevelle is little better off than Oscar. He will recover, but requires bed rest. He refuses to check into a hospital, fearing that it will just make him an easy target for cultists. But Gi-Gi is trained in the medical field, and she gives Nevelle expert care. They will wait a few days to give him time to recuperate. Ali Kafour is also relieved to see the group return, and he warmly hugs each member. [img]http://www.med.unc.edu/~saasha/Masks/ali_cu.jpg[/img] Ma’Moud is ecstatic too, bouncing around like a beach ball and wrapping his brown arms around their waists. They tell Ali everything that happened, and his face falls by the end of the dire tale. He fears that a great evil is soon to be unleashed upon the world, and that the pieces are falling into place faster than ever. He will do what he can to acquire the party some special aids, but it will take time. They do not ask what these “aids” are, and he does not elaborate. But Ali says that they need to speak with their Dutch friend in the basement. He has had…an accident. The party checks on Janwillen Vanheuven, and they are only mildly surprised to see him covered in cat scratches. He is nursing a bottle of whiskey, moaning, complaining, and most importantly, not translating. [img]http://www.med.unc.edu/~saasha/Masks/janwillen2.jpg[/img] “Agh! Dit was ‘orrible!” he cries. “She…she…she…ohhhhh…Christ…” He says that a woman—a ravishing woman!—approached him about returning the scrolls, and when he rebuffed her, a dozens cats attacked him, right there on the front steps of the Museum. [img]http://www.med.unc.edu/~saasha/Masks/angrycats.jpg[/img] The Dutchman is smeared with salve and bandages, and says that the wounds will impair his writing ability. The little bastards even bit through his fingers! The investigators are worried that these Black Rites might not be worth the trouble. Who is this strange Cat Woman anyway, and how far will she take this aggression? But returning the scrolls is not an option. They need them. Somehow, the Rites must aid in their battle against Chaos. Otherwise, why were they even introduced in the first place? [color=red][Inject snide GM snicker][/color] GiGi and Morty take a closer look at the photographic plates taken inside the Bent Pyramid, and with the help of an atlas and astronomy books, they make some startling discoveries. A celestial event will occur on January 14, 1926...nine months hence...an eclipse across the Indian Ocean. The hieroglyphics behind the throne foretell the coming of the Child of Nyarlathotep in the Mountain of the Black Wind, and an apocalypse that ensues soon after, and continuing strife for an entire year until the Great Old Ones return. The who? This…child…whatever it is…will help usher the end of the world. The very birth of this thing at the mountain is an ill omen of the most malevolent kind. [center][img]http://www.med.unc.edu/~saasha/Masks/mtblackwind.jpg[/img][/center] They now have knowledge of a timeline, and Chang and Morty recall that Jackson Elias had mentioned a timeline to Jonah Kensington. This must be it! Furthermore, Jackson was in Kenya, in Nairobi specifically, and kept extensive notes detailing his experiences there and the people he spoke with. It is also where the Carlyle Expedition supposedly perished. The investigators clearly have more leads to follow in other countries, but they are not done in Egypt yet. Something evil is brewing here. Chang and Morty contact Jonah Kensington in New York and update him on their progress, even mailing him copies of their notes. Jonah is very worried and says that they should return, but the investigators say that they're in too deep. It is far too late. Several days after returning from the pyramid, the group embarks for the Cairo Hospital. Oscar Ochenta is still a mess, even though Gi-Gi has tried to heal his ravaged mind. His brain has become pudding and she cannot communicate with him at all. The PC’s wheel Oscar into the psychiatric ward and fudge the details about how their friend developed a severe disorder after visiting the pyramids at Dhashur. They think it is possibly genetic, and they have no other “logical” explanation. (None they admit at first anyway) The on-call doctor at the ward is a Scandinavian man named Olaf Blumpkin [color=red][Jake’s 2nd character][/color], and he becomes extremely interested in Oscar’s psychological state. [img]http://www.med.unc.edu/~saasha/Masks/blumpkin.jpg[/img] “The pyramids, eh?” he says, shining a light into Oscar’s pupils. “And he was fine before that? How long have you known this man? How old is he?” “Yes.” “Yes.” “Not long. “We don’t know.” The investigators do not mention Oscar’s drug fetish either. “He looked healthy enough,” they insist. Blumpkin has never seen anything quite like this, but it appeals to his love of unsolved mysteries. How did this happen? What secrets swirl behind this man’s eyes? Oscar is a burbling mess, mumbling “Hotep…hotep…hotep…hotep,” over and over, and suffers a mild nosebleed that won’t quit dripping no matter now much pressure the nurses apply. “What is that? Who is Hotep?” he asks. Morty just shrugs. Chang blinks rapidly. Nevelle stares at his feet. Even though Oscar’s companions deny it was drug related, they inadvertently drop some hints that perhaps they DO know what truly happened to Oscar Ochenta. Something…unspeakable. Staring into their eyes, the doctor can see signs of their burgeoning instability. Now they have gained Dr. Blumpkin’s curiosity. His inborn, natural, and insatiable lust for the unknown. He tries a new tactic. “Gentlemen, you might be responsible for this man’s medical care. He has no identity, no money, no passport, nothing. It could be very, very costly…” Their eyes widen. They’re not paying for Oscar’s well being. They hardly knew him! “…but if we treat him as a test case, a subject for my study regarding schizophrenia and related mental ailments, perhaps we can reach an agreement.” They’re not sure what he means. Blumpkin removes his glasses. “I am seeking hard data for a casebook on psychological disorders. I need to know what caused this…strange…incapacitation in your friend. I need to know what you know.” In other words, Dr. Blumpkin wants to join their group. Morty and Chang don’t try to change his mind. “Sure,” they say. “We can show you...uh...stuff.” The good doctor does not ask them to clarify. Smiling, he checks Oscar into the institution, and then calls out sick for the rest of the day. “Well, show me,” he says. Later, in another room of the psychiatric ward, Gi-Gi is trying to coax the nearly mad nazir of Ibn Tulun into talking. His head rolls around, and Nevelle viciously reprimands him. [img]http://www.med.unc.edu/~saasha/Masks/achmed2.jpg[/img] “You should have told me what you were hiding old man!" Well, Nevelle didn’t really say that, but he was thinking it. But the nazir has a moment of clarity, and his one good eye gleams with tears. He remembers Nevelle and his visit that day! He says that something ungodly ripped through the basement, right through a secret chamber where the Girdle of Nitcrosis had been kept and guarded for over 1000 years. Everyone else was either eaten or crushed, and the worm-like abomination sank into the earth, taking the Girdle with it. He then relapses, quivering from the memory of a giant demon from the world’s depths… [img]http://www.med.unc.edu/~saasha/Masks/cthonian.jpg[/img] The players are gently reminded about their previous, albeit brief, interaction with the Clive party at the Memphis dig just a few days prior, where they picked up a few important tidbits of information. [color=red][GM Note: The players were getting pretty overwhelmed by the wave of clues and NPC’s by this point. These sessions sometimes came at multi-week intervals; it was also after a long hiatus with some new players who were sifting through other junk from prior sessions too][/color] a) Dr. Clive, leader of the Clive Expedition at Memphis, does not know what happened to the missing mummy they found at Giza. He is also an avid smoker. b) Johann Sprech, the German archaeologist, is an avid dick. c) Agatha Broadmoor is a dotty old psychic who fears the resurrection of Nitcrosis, and secretly hopes to stop it. She knew somehow that the Brotherhood was in possession of two items needed for the ritual. They now most likely have the third component, the Girdle. The moon indicates that the time is ripe for a ritual, and it is Agatha’s job to speak with Nitcrosis. d) James Gardner, a jovial British member of the party, thinks that there MUST be a secret entrance in, around, or under the Giza complex, so that thieves could steal the sarcophagus. Not the police, or even the investigators, have been able to find it. They have already been to Giza to search the original theft site and found nothing. e) They did not get a chance to speak with the last member of the Clive party, Martin Winfield. Would he have offered them new information? Or threatened to pull a gun like Sprech did? So, running out of leads, the party decides [color=red](with Leo’s prompting!)[/color] to follow up one detail they have not investigated in-depth yet: [center]The Cotton Plantation of Omar Shakti.[/center] [center][img]http://www.med.unc.edu/~saasha/Masks/cotton.jpg[/img][/center] “Doctor Blumpkin,” says Neville. “We…ah, believe that Oscar Ochenta’s neurosis is related to a…um…disorder originating at a cotton plantation. We…we need to inspect this source for…ah…authenticity.” “Authenticity? What do you mean? Viral? Bacterial? Do I need a mask or breathing apparat--”. “Oh no no, nothing like that. You just need to be…quiet.” Nevelle puts a finger to his lips, and the unspoken promise of skullduggery is enough to send Dr. Blumpkin’s heart galloping. Now THIS is what he wanted! Intrigue! Later that evening, before dark, they have all reconvened at the Cairo Museum, which has become their official base of operations. After a quick meal, they don their best attire, in case they need to look presentable at a moment’s notice, and proceed to arm themselves with a few infiltrators’ tools of the trade, including pistols, bullets, some flashlights, a Molotov cocktail, and lockpicking tools. This is done without Blumpkin’s knowledge. He just brings a pen and notebook. [/QUOTE]
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