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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Paka" data-source="post: 1752934" data-attributes="member: 100">Blood in New Gidea“Every tool is a weapon if you hold it right.”- Ani DifrancoLeaving EdenThe Dogs left Eden amidst fond farewells, gleeful children waved their hands keeping pace with their horses for a quarter mile and young ladies putting garlands of apple-blossoms around their necks.  The sight of a pack of Dogs was always a relief to the Faithful but there was also a relief to seeing them off.The Dogs had come to Eden and they hadn’t dragged anyone into the street and shot them despite problems, despite pride taking root, turning into lies and sin.  The only mark the Dogs left was an impending marriage between the Steward’s eldest daughter and one of the Ibex boys.  The wounded Ibex boy was being cared for by Benny, whose healing touch had so deftly taken the glass from Jeremiah’s shoulder.  His gut shot was a terrible thing, though, and his life was held in a precarious balance.Leaving Benny behind to see to the Ibex boy’s health the Dogs set out west, towards the white line on the horizon.  Anadarch took a different route, hoping to find the Serpent who had gotten away.Jeremiah and Cain traveled west for days.  The scrublands and hills flattened out and any sign of green became more and more rare.  Their skins were becoming dry enough and their horses dry mouthed so that Jeremiah began to worry when New Gidea came into view.New Gidea was a growing town on the eastern edge of the flat desert region.  The paper mills and glue factories could be smelled from outside of town along with the leather tanners and ink vats.  New Gidea was a newfound town where the Desert Territory’s Books of Life were being printed.  For the first time, the Faithful’s bibles would come from the west without having to travel across the plains while lining the pockets of some cabal of business-men Back East. Jeremiah and Cain were greeted by an old man on the outskirts of town with a double-barreled shotgun, hammers pulled back, primed and ready to fire at the squeeze of a trigger.Jeremiah put out his hand, fingers spread in the sign of the Tree of Life and delivered an official Watchdog greeting.  “We are Watchdogs of the Lord.  Tell us of New Gidea and any problems therein.”  The stiffness of his delivery was still evident but some of it had fleeted.The old man squinted.  “Ye couldn’t be the Dogs we sent for, rider only left a day ago.  No, ye were ordained by the Lord.  Praise be.  New Gidea’s got problems, Dogs.  New Gidea’s got itself a murderer on the loose and if I find him first, he’ll meet both barrels of my shotgun here.”DM's Note:I was much more comfortable with the system with this game and really felt like i had my feet under me.  The game was smooth and fast.</blockquote>

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