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The Diary of Sparrow Dansbury (updated 6-3-2003)

Drawmack

First Post
Note this is a story hour written from the perspective of a PC. This story hour is written as a diary of this character. This first post is her background - it is drier then the rest will be as we were given an upper limit and I had trouble keeping it under that, so much trouble in fact that it is slightly over that. An now on with the story hour.

Sparrow Dansbury Bio, from the Journals of Higuard Dansbury and Sparrow Dansbury

Dec. 2, 1878 - Higuard
A drenching rain fell in the evening tonight as Henesy went into labor. Having planed on taking her to the new general hospital we had not arranged for a midwife and word could not be sent as the roads were impassible. This left only my wife, my self and our elder child Danforth to give birth to the child. Danforth, at the tender age of five, was more of a hindrance then a help. The child is healthy, which is much more then I can say for Henesy. After hemorrhaging during the birth she bled to death in short order. I have decided to name the child Sparrow as one was perched on the window ledge during the entire ordeal.

June 8, 1878 – Higuard
Just over six months of age and Sparrow is already beginning to talk. Today she spoke my name and said water. She is showing much higher aptitude then Danforth ever did. I have my hopes that she will follow in my footsteps and become a scholar. My job as a professor is proving to leave much free time which I can spend with my children. I am eternally grateful for this being their only parent and needed to delegate their upbringing to a nanny during the school year. This summer we are traveling to Austria, I hear that they are doing studies on the human mind there. I find this very interesting as it could lead to great things in the future.

Sep. 23, 1878 – Higuard
We returned from Austria today, it’s a terrible country. I have never experienced such cold and muddy terrain in the dead of summer before. It is no wonder that they have such a high education level, there is nothing to do there except read and talk to colleagues. While there Dr. Liberstein told me of some ancient manuscripts that were found in the coldest reaches of the north. I was able to read a copy of one of them in German known as Unausprechlichen Kulten. I have not been able to get the horrid knowledge from my mind. I would not be able to believe that any of this were real if not for attempting some of the rituals my self and finding them to work.

June 17, 1879 – Higuard
I received a post from Dr. Liberstein asking me is we could council this summer. He has alluded to further developments in what he is now referring to at the Cthulu mythos. I have told him that I would be happy to council with him but that it would have to be done at my home in the United States. My oldest Danforth is beginning to fall behind the other students at school. I need to spend some time with him, so that he can catch up before fall. Sparrow, on the other hand, is very advanced for her age. She is beginning to speak in entire sentences and only 18 months of age. She seems as physically weak as she is mentally strong though, sometimes I worry that Danforth may hurt her without meaning to.

Sep. 6, 1879 – Higuard
After counseling with Dr. L_________ this summer I have learned much about this Cthulu Mythos. It is very troubling, the more I learn the more my mind seems to slip away from me. The more I grasp what lies beyond our reality the less I grasp reality. I, however, do not see who I could possibly walk away now, knowing that small cults are beginning who intend to bring Cthulu into our world. Even with all this in my mind, I managed to help Dansforth get caught up. I fear that his sister will be teaching him soon. Today she said to me, Daddy, could I please have something to drink. I believe this shows a grasp of abstract thought, something Dansforth did not show until he was almost three and she is only 21 months.

June 17, 1880 – Higuard
I procured another tome recently. This one is, as yet, undecipherable. It appears to be written in a mixture of Latin and the older Aramaic. I am currently attempting to decipher a couple of the shorter passages. Danforth fell behind again this year, I am afraid I will not be able to catch him up again. Sparrow is showing as much growth as she always has. At two and a half years she already knows her alphabet and her numbers to 100. She will be a wonderful woman, if I can keep her from Cthulu.

June 12, 1881 – Higuard
Today was a wonderful sunny day, with the air of gloom in the future. I received post from Dr. L________ today that said a small cult near my home has become active. They have even had small successes at opening small portals to the abyss. Luckily they have not opened one large enough for anything to come through. They must be stopped; I have been given the names of those deemed trust worthy by Deep 7. Danforth will not catch up in school and his proctor tells me he fears that Danforth may be Mentally Deficient. Sparrow on the other hand is far beyond her years in education. Today she showed me a sentence in child’s script reading THE CAT IS BLUE. She told me that Danforth has been teaching her. I can’t imagine a child who is falling behind his own age group is helping to advance Sparrow beyond hers.

June 1, 1882 – Higuard
The cultists have been defeated. Though I had to use one of the spells I learned from the parts of the Necronomicon that I have translated. I fear that I have passed the point of no return from researching this ancient evil. The alienist who is treating me says he thinks I may recover if I can get over my delusions that a conspiracy to take over the world is underway. He also claims there is no Deep 7 and that I cannot be a member of an organization that does not exist. The proctor tells me that Danforth must repeat the fourth grade. He says that Danforth is trying very hard and he wants him put into remedial classes. Sparrow had her interview to start school last week and they will be starting her a grade ahead.

June 27, 1883 – Higuard
I am sending the children away; the cultists are watching me every waking minute. I can hear their mutters and feel their eyes on me every second of the day. I believe they have brought through some of the smaller monsters, possibly an insect from Shaggai or Shan. The proctors have recommended that Danforth go to a school for the challenged in New York City, ironically they have also recommended that Sparrow go to a school for the gifted that is almost across the street. I am sending the kids to these schools but under assumed names. I’m hoping that the cultists cannot track them there. I hope that my children never have to see the horrors that I have seen. I must go now as I fear for my life, I am going to have myself committed also under an assumed name. Dr. L_________ will know where I am and my Sparrow knows who to look up when she is of age.

June 21, 1900 – Sparrow
I finally graduated from East Stroudsburg Normal school. While my degree is in teaching I have spent much time working with Dr. Grist studying the new Freudian theories emerging from Austria. I am attempting to get a scholarship to The University of Austria so that I may study under Freud. Dr. Grist knows Freud and thinks he may be able to get me in but I’ll have to pretend to be a man. That doesn’t bother me any, I’m disturbed by the thought of being romantic with a man and I prefer to dress in a suit to a dress anyway; though I do not want to give up my long hair.

June 12, 1901 – Sparrow
I completed my first year at the University of Austria. After spending a year abroad this town seems to small to contain me. After spending years at school in New York I found the countryside to be a quaint change of pace. After the break though and experiencing a foreign city I am feeling much better about city life. I am also enjoying living as a man. I heard some of the boys talking and they feared that they may be homosexual because they have feelings for me. I also met a wonderful woman named Jennifer. Her and I kissing in the dormitory really did the trick to get over those rumors of me being a cross dresser. I have not located Dr. L_______ yet but I am getting very close. I believe he has taken an assumed name as Dr. Wienstien.

June 6, 1902 – Sparrow
I am now an alienist with my master’s degree. I have come back to teach at East Stroudsburg Normal School and work with the local police. Many of them think I am nuts but the chief believes that I may be correct in thinking that there is a connection between psychology and crime. Though he doesn’t know that I believe the killer can be found by the way he commits a crime alone. Now that I have a permanent residence I have also brought Danforth here to live with me. His doctors tell me he has the mind of a 12 year old and he will never progress. They say I should be cautious around him though since he has the strength of a bull. Dr. L________ tells me that my father is in an asylum near Utica New York under the name, Darry Hervenstraw. I am planning a trip there to see him.

June 17, 1902 – Sparrow
I finally got the money and time to go see my father last week. He thought I was Henesy and he would not stop talking about the people who followed him everywhere. He told me he saw the dark shadows that were following me everywhere. A short time after this he grabbed me and said that if he found out I was researching Cthulu or involved with Deep 7 in anyway he would personally rip my heart out. This ended our visit. I cannot let Danforth know he is alive, he would not understand what has happened to our once great father.

June 10, 1903 – Sparrow
I got a call from the asylum today. They found my father this morning with the top of his head cut off and his brain missing. His brain was just totally gone. I think that Dr. L______ may know more then he has let on to me. I am packing up myself and Danforth to go see him tomorrow. I will not leave his side until I know the whole story.

June 10,1919 – Sparrow
I haven’t writing my journal in so long I feel like I am out of touch with myself. I have spent the last 16 years traveling all over Europe with Dr. L______. He claimed to be hiding from cultists. In the last year that I was there I found some of his personal papers that confirmed the existence of Deep 7 and the Cthulu cults. When I confronted him about this he gave my father’s journal to me and told me the whole story. He does not know what became of the two tomes my father owned but he believes them to be in a safe place. Danforth traveled with us and protected us, but he remained blissfully unaware believing that we were on a long holiday. I have gotten my old job teaching back but the new police chief will not allow me to continue my work with the police, so I’ll just have to do it rogue. I am currently living as a man so as to hide from some of the cultists who know what I look like. I have heard that there is a local sector of Deep 7 and I am hoping that they accept me into their fold.
 
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The Case of the Winslow Estate

April 4, 1921
Between classes this morning I got a call from a David Lager. I instantly recognized the last name, but couldn’t recall this man. After some time spent on idol banter with him talking about my family and father he got down to the purpose of his call. It seems that he had heard I take private detective work on the side. I asked him to come to the office to talk.

Mr. Lager arrived at my office quite promptly, giving me barely enough time to contact two of my investigative colleagues Bill and Lizzie. Through talking with Mr. Lager I found out that he was a friend of the local hero, James Winslow. He had sold Mr. Winslow the property he built his estate on and wants us to investigate the three year old disappearance of his friend. A part of me is curious why he is approaching us now, why not sooner, but I do not ask him and proceed on with the details of the case.

He doesn’t know much useful information about the case. He knows that Mr. Winslow was very secretive about the house going so far as to hire a construction company from out of town. It took over a year for the house to be completed with a crew working seven days a week, but the house should have only taken three months on that schedule. On the day of the disappearance he met Mr. Winslow for lunch. When Mr. Winslow departed he went to the house. Some time later Mr. Winslow’s car was found in front of the house but there was no sign of Mr. Winslow. Since this time three other families have lived in the house.

The Milheim’s, one of our history professor’s families, moved into the house first. Their son, Louis, reported that he saw a man in his room that vanished when he turned on the light. A different incident, however, spurned their leaving. Returning home from holiday they entered to find the living room walls completely soaked in blood. Then as they stood there locked in a gaze of horrific awe the blood vanished before their eyes. They left the house never to return.

After the Milheim’s a pregnant couple, the O’Hara’s, moved in. They only stayed for about three months. As per the real estate laws, the new occupants were informed of the house’s history but this did not deter them. Mr. O’Hara is quoted as saying, apparitions only scare the weak of spirit and mind. In November they went away for thanksgiving and returned to find all of there possessions destroyed. Furniture was smashed to bits, cloth was ripped into confetti and the piles of debris were left in the center of each room. There was no sign of forced entry, no evidence that trespassers had even been on the estate could be found, the doors and windows were still locked and no strange activity had been reported at the house. The O’Hara’s never entered the house again, even paying people to clean up the mess.

The last couple was the Mosher’s, a couple who moved here to retire. They only lived there a very brief time. I remember the news paper articles. On Christmas morning the couple was found dead in their beds by the daughter and grand-children. My understanding is that that it was defiantly murder; but the case remains unsolved with a dead trail.

I inform Mr. Lager that I have decided to take the case, but would have to get my colleagues to agree and that we would need to settle on price before I could get them to agree. We settled on the amazing fee of $17 an hour plus expenses with $50 up front for each of us. My colleagues agreed rather rapidly. I can’t help but shake the feeling that Mr. Lager is playing the weasel here, but I can’t figure out why. He defiantly only cares for himself and there has got to be a reason he waited this long to contact someone. I must remember to investigate those things as the case progresses. Privately Mr. Lager offered me an extra $200 if I could provide proof that it was super natural activity and that the house was clean.

In the evening I spoke with Dr. Milheim and his wife, Amelia. He told me that he loved the house but his wife and son spoke of strange goings on in the house. He, however, never saw a thing. He does recall encountering a retched stench. He dismissed it as the septic system on a hot day and had it pumped out the following week. Amelia would not tell me much but she did state the just looking at the house makes her uncomfortable as if something is amiss with the place. Louis seemed very distant, especially for a child his age. I could not get the parents to let me talk with the child, but I know there is information locked in that tiny little mind of his that I need to get at.

After my meeting with Dr. Milheim I decided to unwind with a few drinks and Bill’s club. While I was there an old friend, Officer Jones, came in with what I assumed to be a rookie partner. After making small talk with Jonesy for a little bit I pull him to the side to talk about what’s bothering him.

He tells me it’s the Mosher case. He says it just doesn’t add up. The father was found next to the bed where a struggle had taken place. The entire bedroom was in disarray. He had a .45 caliber bullet wound to the back of his head. The mother was found in the hall closet, the coroner’s report state’s that it was a heart attack but he doesn’t believe it. The things at the house just don’t add up. Every window and door in the house was locked except the front door which showed signs of forced entry. There wasn’t a single track leading to the house and no foot or finger prints anywhere inside the house. It just doesn’t add up, it’s really starting to get to him. They had a copy of the blue prints that were compared with the copy held by the original construction company, Insmouth Construction Co., and proved to be identical. Why would someone do this? What kind of monster kills a retired couple?

4-5-1921
I found many interesting pieces of information in the library today. Insmouth Construction Co. appears to be a rather large company but this house is the only time they have ventured out of New England. The company is owned by the Marsh family, who seem to own most of Insmouth. The Marsh family has had a couple of brushes with the law. They have always walked away unscathed. They are probably paying someone off. I came across an obscure court record from the civil war. It seems that during the mandatory drafts of the civil war no one from Insmouth went, a couple of people were brought up on charge but it was quickly covered up.

After a day of hitting the books and teaching I head over to Bills social club to relax a bit before going home to attempt to prepare Danforth for tomorrow. When I get there, Jonsey is already there, sitting at the bar looking already intoxicated. In private counsel he tells me a junior architect was killed at the drafting house today, shot with a .45 caliber weapon. The building was then set on fire. He fears he will not be able to get me those blue prints I asked for. When I told him that wasn’t his fault he looked almost guilty. Then quickly said he was leaving.

I had Lizzie follow Jonsey home. She reported back to me that through a couple of unlucky turns she almost died. She saw Jonsey in an alley talking to someone, whose voice she recognized but could not place. Then she was spotted and when the unknown individual attempted to shoot her his gun misfired. She managed to hide behind a dumpster and over hear Jonsey saying, I don’t think she saw you just leave it alone. Then the two men walked away.

I went to research the scene where the incident took place. There we located a .45 caliber shell and nothing else of note. While we were in the alley a car drove past very slowly, almost as if they were checking out the alley. I attempted to hide, but fear they may have seen me.
 

I'm really impressed. I was just talking to a friend yesterday about not necessarily being very excited to play CoC next semester when I start school... reservations all gone now!
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energy_One said:
I'm really impressed. I was just talking to a friend yesterday about not necessarily being very excited to play CoC next semester when I start school... reservations all gone now!

Thank you glad I could help. If I can recommend something though - a good solid character background is absolutely esential to this game. Give the DM lots of stuff to play with.
 

Drawmack said:


Thank you glad I could help. If I can recommend something though - a good solid character background is absolutely esential to this game. Give the DM lots of stuff to play with.

Oh, I've no problem with that at all. I rarely skimp on details, especially in a game like Cthulhu d20, which would be be really, really sparse without some spice (lacking a lot of rules). It's so customizable it's begging for backround. Not that I would skimp if it didn't beg. I'd just feed that critter and feed it. Etc.

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energy_One said:
Oh, I've no problem with that at all. I rarely skimp on details, especially in a game like Cthulhu d20, which would be be really, really sparse without some spice (lacking a lot of rules). It's so customizable it's begging for backround. Not that I would skimp if it didn't beg. I'd just feed that critter and feed it. Etc.

Feed the critter all you want but please do not read the books
 



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