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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Voadam" data-source="post: 7580771" data-attributes="member: 2209"><a href="https://www.drivethrurpg.com/product/244453/Rogues-Gallery?affiliate_id=17596" target="_blank">Rogues Gallery</a>Lantern Jack: ?Undead Mummy: ?Kathryn the Red, Kathryn van Houten, Dullahan, Spirit of Vengeance, Servant of the Dark Fey, Headless Rider, Headless Woman, Spirit of Vengeance and Violence, Mortal Enemy, Rider, Mistress, Headless Horsewoman, Captor, Ominous Corrupt Entity of Magic, Master: Kathryn van Houten lived in Mystery, New Hampshire (see The United States of America in Atlas of Earth-Prime) in the days leading up to the American Revolution. Her husband, Rudolf van Houten, was a tax collector for King George III. Rudolf’s job afforded a life of domestic bliss for the pair. They moved into a large manor house in the hills overlooking Mystery, threw lavish parties, and mingled with local high society. Their wealth only grew as the English crown tightened its grip on the colonies. Rudolf’s work kept him away from home for months at a time, leaving Kathryn to entertain herself. She was fascinated with her German heritage, particularly the stories of Hessian mercenaries. Kathryn used her considerable leisure time to practice swordplay, horseback riding, and marksmanship. Her interest even led her to have a specially-fitted suit of armor made. She was a popular woman about town and hosted banquets whenever she could. She would demonstrate her martial prowess to the delight of her guests, and word of her peculiar interests spread across the New Hampshire colony. Unfortunately, Kathryn’s world came crashing down as the New World buckled beneath the weight of the Old. When war broke out between England and the colonies, an angry mob of revolutionaries attacked her husband. They tarred and feathered Rudolf, before parading him through the streets of Mystery and hanging him as a traitor. The trauma broke Kathryn and she abandoned the manor, taking only her equipment and horse with her. She met a group of Hessian mercenaries and demanded to join their company. The men were skeptical at first, but agreed to let her fight with them after hearing of her husband’s fate. Kathryn earned the nickname “the Red” during the opening battles of the war due to her savagery. She led cavalry charges on the ranks of rebel riflemen, scattering her enemies before her. Her ferocity became a thing of legend and minutemen huddled around their fires prayed not to run into Kathryn the Red and her screaming Hessian butchers. Kathryn’s luck eventually ran out; before the close of the war she was captured and beheaded by rebels. That wasn’t the end of Kathryn’s story, however. In the moments before her death, she vowed revenge on all who had wronged her. A crack of thunder split the  air as her head left her shoulders and Kathryn’s spirit departed this realm, her soul taken before the court of the Unseelie Fey. Kathryn’s shade was given a choice: bury her rage and pass on in peace, or haunt the Earth as a dullahan, collecting spirits for the Unseelie and punishing those who’d wronged her. Kathryn chose the latter and returned to the land of the living as one of the Unseelie’s headless riders. Kathryn the Red has plagued Mystery ever since.Indomitable, Spectral Horse, Terrifying Spectral Horse, Loyal Steed, Towering Specimen, Ghostly Steed: Indomitable was Kathryn van Houten’s mount during the Revolutionary War, and even then he was a massive, ill-tempered beast. Now Indomitable is a terrifying spectral horse that serves as Kathryn’s loyal steed. Kid Grimm, Bo Carlson, Spirit, Skull-Faced Figure, Outlaw, Undead Rider, Murderous Spirit, Ominous Corrupt Entity of Magic: Bo Carlson was never a particularly successful outlaw. His crimes never made the newspapers, and his profits were barely enough to keep him in whiskey. As the Civil War raged across the States, Carlson began to make his way north in an attempt to avoid the conflict. He began to hear tales about Fort Emerald, a burgeoning town where he decided he may be able to make a name for himself. A new start needed a new name, and after half a bottle mulling it over, he finally settled on Kid Grimm. For days he travelled across the wilderness before stopping off at White Peaks, a small town on the other side of the Atlas Mountains from Fort Emerald. As he slowly rode towards town, a small wagon with a man and woman huddled against the cold passed by. Initially, he dismissed them as just another poor family making their way west, but for some reason he glanced back as it rolled by. Through the open back he saw two children playing with what appeared to be gold coins—more money than Grimm had seen in a long while. Grimm knew he couldn’t pass up such easy pickings. He drew a pistol from his belt, pulled his scarf across his face, rode up, and threatened the weather-worn, elderly driver. Grimm demanded he turn over the coins the children were playing with in the back. Frightened, the driver pulled back on the reins and the wagon slowed. Then Grimm noticed the woman sitting next to the driver had pulled a shotgun from beneath her blankets and pointed it towards him. She fired the gun, narrowly missing Grimm, and he responded with a blast from his own pistol, which caught the woman in the chest. Screams came from inside the wagon, but Grimm wasn’t done. He sent a second shot into the man and then three more through the covering of the wagon until everything was quiet. Then he reached into the wagon and gathered his spoils, thirteen gold coins larger and brighter than any he had seen before. As he admired them in the morning light, he heard a murmur from the driver’s seat. The woman was still alive and her eyes were fixed upon him as she said something in a language Grimm couldn’t understand. As she finished, the winds kicked up and he felt ... something become part of him—almost like it had invaded his soul. Then the woman was dead, so Grimm shrugged, and rode off. He continued on to White Peaks, the strange words echoing in his mind. Little did he know that a marshal heading to White Peaks stumbled across the wagon and discovered the children inside were still alive. With their description, the marshal found and arrested Grimm as he sat, drunk, in a White Peaks bar. Shortly thereafter, he was sentenced to die by hanging. As the trapdoor opened beneath his feet, the words of the woman thundered through his mind, and this time he understood their meaning. “The cost of our lives was thirteen coins; you shall not rest until the coins are returned.” Grimm’s body was buried unmarked outside of town, but thirteen nights later his spirit returned, his black heart reforged into two obsidian black six-guns. Brimstone, Ghostly Steed, Undead Translucent Black Horse, Horse: ?Mother Moonlight, Anna-Marie Delgado, Unliving Servant, Former Nurse, Priestess, Undying Servant, Abomination, Maternal Grief Twisted Into Hatred Self-Loathing and Gross Purpose, Serpentine Hybrid, Vampire, Lycanthrope, Right Hand, Nurse: Her children’s deaths finally opened Anna-Marie’s eyes to the truth: that the so-called superheroes had once again killed those most important to her, stealing her hope and joy for their moment of careless glory. Consumed with anger and despair, she wandered into the Chihuahua desert alone on a moonless night and screamed to the old gods she had abandoned so long ago, cursing them for their powerlessness and begging them for her children’s souls. Anna-Marie opened her veins while chanting to Cihuacoatl, begging the fertility goddess to take her as a cihuateto—a sacred spirit-mother, pledging eternal service in return. But she had been faithless for too long, and not died honorably in birth as was Cihuacoatl’s will. Only Coatlicue—the ancient, two-headed mother of the gods, insatiable mistress of death and rebirth—answered Anna’s bloody call. The Devouring Mother again wanted a presence in the world, challenging Anna-Marie that if she felt the gods of old were so useless, then it would be her burden to make them relevant once more. And so rose up an unliving servant: Mother Moonlight. Anna-Marie returned not as an elegant night-warrior but an abomination, with serpents and mud in her veins and a cold, reptilian hunger to remake the world, beginning with the “children” of those who had wronged her. Mother Moonlight is maternal grief twisted into hatred, self-loathing, and gross purpose. She blames all costumed champions for her children’s deaths, and by extension the wrongs of society, and they are the lens through which she will remake a just world for the old gods of Central America to rule once more. Cihuateto, Sacred Spirit-Mother: ?Vampire: ?Achilles, Spirit, Ghost, Forlorn Warrior: ?Zombie: The Orphean’s newfound knowledge of black magic also allows his songs to raise scores of mindless undead minions.Zombie, Mindless Undead Minion: ?Pandemic, Dr. Josh Harrington, Plague Zombie, Former Research Pathologist, Plague-Ridden Zombie, Excellent Problem Solver, Master of Disease, Slow Lumbering Opponent: Dr. Josh Harrington was an Emerald City research pathologist tasked with eliminating the threat posed to humanity by super bugs. Dr. Harrington believed that a disease-free future could be found by studying extraterrestrial DNA harvested from super-powered volunteers. Confident that he was on the verge of a breakthrough and threatened with the closure of his project, he injected an array of dangerous bacteria into alien cells and the results were catastrophic. The bacteria absorbed the alien DNA and began to replicate itself at an astonishing rate. Dr. Harrington’s protective gear was overwhelmed by the microbes, and before he could decontaminate himself, he succumbed to the disease. Unfortunately, that wasn’t the end for Dr. Harrington. The alien DNA granted a malevolent sentience to the bacteria; the augmented cells latched onto his nervous system, reanimating the doctor’s body and dragging it out of the research facility. Using the doctor’s corpse, the bacteria escaped into the city and entered the sewers where it explored and learned about its environment and existence. It warped Dr. Harrington’s body, bloating and scarring it beyond recognition to create a home for itself. The bacteria reproduced at an unprecedented rate, filling its new home to the brim with all manner of contaminants. In a matter of days, the creature that would become known as Pandemic was ready to spread its pathogens. Lodi Hare-Foot, Ghost, Long-Dead Ally and Lover: ?</blockquote>

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