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[hops]

[Moved Prologue to next post, now I'll set this up when I have the energy to]

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Prologue

Character Sheet

Spoiler: Character Sheet (click to show/hide)

Name: Campbell Petroff
Gender: Nonbinary
Occupation: Investigative Journalist
Skills: Intuition +3, Strength and Dexterity +2, Constitution and Logic +1, Charisma +0
Ability:

• The Hard Facts: Your training has prepared you for a career in being correct, or at least sounding correct. You can spend 2 stress to add +2 to Charisma checks when convincing someone that what you believe is true.

Spells: -

[hops]

CONTENT WARNING: POSSIBLE DESCRIPTIONS OF VISCERA, DEATH, SUICIDE, AND PHOBIAS.

Prologue

New Alderston. Your mother's hometown. She claimed that you were here once, when you were a toddler, but your recollections were obviously hazy. She did mention that she had a sister, but they were estranged.

A month ago, your aunt was declared legally dead in absentia. It would have taken longer, seeing as she had only been gone for little more than half a year, but it seemed that she had written it in her will for her lawyer to expedite matters of inheritance. Clearly, whatever ill will existed between your aunt and your mother, it didn't extend to you, because she passed on her estate and assets over to you.

With such an overwhelming amount of wealth, you'd have looked for a manager of some sort and stayed in New York, but something about the letter included in her will made you come here.

Something that made you wonder whether the horrific rumors that surround this town are real, or whether they are mere myths that drove an old woman to paranoia...

"Dear... "

1) Charles
2) Maribeth
3) Campbell
4) Something else... (Write-in)

"By the time you read this, it is highly probable that I am dead. That is, perhaps, the most optimistic possibility. I am still deeply remorseful I wasn't able to attend your mother's funeral, but these days I would rather not leave the safety of my house. I don't think I'd need to explain why I wouldn't have been able to come to your father's, either. Your mother wouldn't have had it.

With that aside, I have still been keeping tabs on you, and I hope I will not be uprooting your life as..."

1) a police officer
2) an investigative journalist
3) an author
4) a psychiatrist
5) an online content creator
6) Something else... (Write-in)

"...too much with this burden, if that is still your passion by the time this letter reaches you.

You may wonder what burden I speak of. All I can say in this letter is for you to look into the myths and legends surrounding New Alderston. It all seems like ghost stories, same as any small towns to you, I suppose. I beg you to come see it for yourself. Investigate. Until you do, anything I could write would sound like the raving of a senile old woman.

Your Aunt,

Clarissa Ferguson"

[Pick your pronouns

Pick 1 Primary Stat, 2 Secondary Stats, and 2 Tertiary Stats:

Strength
Dexterity
Constitution
Logic
Intuition
Social]

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[King Zultan]

3) Campbell
1) a police officer
Male
Primary Stat:
 Intuition
Secondary Stats:
 Strength
 Dexterity
Tertiary Stats:
 Constitution
 Logic

[Naturegirl1999]

3) Campbell
1) a police officer
Male
Primary Stat:
 Intuition
Secondary Stats:
 Strength
 Dexterity
Tertiary Stats:
 Constitution
 Logic

+1

[WillowLuman]

3) Campbell
2) an investigative journalist
Ambiguous

Primary Stat:
 Intuition
Secondary Stats:
 Strength
 Dexterity
Tertiary Stats:
 Constitution
 Logic

[flame99]

3) Campbell
2) an investigative journalist
Ambiguous

Primary Stat:
 Intuition
Secondary Stats:
 Strength
 Dexterity
Tertiary Stats:
 Constitution
 Logic

+1

[Egan_BW]

3) Campbell
2) an investigative journalist
Ambiguous

Primary Stat:
 Intuition
Secondary Stats:
 Strength
 Dexterity
Tertiary Stats:
 Constitution
 Logic

+1

+1

[hops]

(Added content warning and crossposted with Sufficient Velocity)

Tally:

2

3) Campbell
1) a police officer
Male
Primary Stat:
Intuition
Secondary Stats:
Strength
Dexterity
Tertiary Stats:
Constitution
Logic

2

3) Campbell
2) an investigative journalist
Ambiguous

Primary Stat:
Intuition
Secondary Stats:
Strength
Dexterity
Tertiary Stats:
Constitution
Logic

1

[X][Name] Maribeth
[X][Job] An investigative journalist
[X][Pronoun] She
[X][Primary] Intuition
[X][Secondary] Constitution
[X][Secondary] Social
[X][Tertiary] Logic
[X][Tertiary] Strength

[Egan_BW]

I'll change my vote to the bottom one.

[hops]

whoops I forgot to factor in your vote anyways

Also actually this is a mess already I might just only do this on Bay12.

[Egan_BW]

Yeah, running even an SG over two forums is hard.

[hops]

Prologue - 2

Your name is Campbell Petroff. Just a few months ago you lived in New York, as a freelance journalist. Times were not good, and as it turned out awards and allies weren't edible. Well, you're not desperate enough for the latter, anyway. Inheriting such a vast fortune you didn't even know you were eligible for, the least you could do was to come here and sort out your aunt's finances.

You were worried that this being a small town, you might face some prejudices for being nonbinary, but as it turns out there is a significant queer community here, and whatever stories of gruesome murders here don't seem to be hate crimes as far as you've seen. You spend the night looking up local job opportunities and social venues. The manor, standing on the outskirts of the town, meant you have no neighbours except for the wildlife.

As the last of the movers get back in their van and drive off, you could've sworn they carried the sun with them. Was it evening already? Did your aunt's manor -your manor- always look so dilapidated, a malignant overgrowth of a summer home, a cabin trying to masquerade as a castle? It looked so beautiful in the day. At least, the garden didn't inexplicably wither away while you were talking to her lawyer.

You drag the gigantic gate closed, locked it. The entrance door was no less creaky. It was almost as if your aunt expressly forbade the housekeepers from oiling them. It's a miracle that this haunted mausoleum of a house has Wi-Fi and electricity. You retreat into the guest bedroom. Your laptop awaits.

The night was spent fitfully in an insultingly uncomfortable bed, yet when you wake the next day the sun still hasn't come out.

You decide to explore the manor a little more...

• Checking out the voluminous library
• Poking about in the attic
• Taking a walk in the well-kept garden
• Just mapping out this overwhelming labyrinth
• Something else... (Write-in)

Spoiler: Character Sheet (click to show/hide)

Name: Campbell Petroff
Gender: Nonbinary
Occupation: Investigative Journalist
Skills: Intuition +3, Strength and Dexterity +2, Constitution and Logic +1, Charisma +0
Ability:

• The Hard Facts: Your training has prepared you for a career in being correct, or at least sounding correct. You have +2 to Charisma checks when convincing someone that what you believe is true.

Spells: -

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[flame99]

The house feels impossibly huge, too large and open to feel comfortable in. Maybe getting a better sense of it will make it feel a little less immense. Pen and paper in hand, we start mapping it out.

[King Zultan]

The house feels impossibly huge, too large and open to feel comfortable in. Maybe getting a better sense of it will make it feel a little less immense. Pen and paper in hand, we start mapping it out.

+1 Might also want to add exterior doors to the map, for quick exits.

[Egan_BW]

Then again, maybe attempting to map the place will just make it clearer how impossibly large it is. ;P