Maps

[Loken]

You should all be happy to know that having a little more time to work on this has resulted in more technically accurate maps, so that's something.

Thanks for the forum space Pablo.

Now onto Faux Genealogical charts (don't skip his office, in fact break up into several groups to cover more ground).

[Esteban the Deathmage]

where are the maps. Online postings of them would be helpful for those of us not present.

[Loken]

Yes I will post any relevant maps, and some of the newly acquired handouts before next session, probably by tonight or tomorrow.

[Dav'l]

Some Plane  (to the tune of "Cocaine" by Clapton, who is not , in fact, God)

What will you find, while you're losing your mind, some plane
That's what you get, in the Dent cabinet, some plane
Please don't die, please don't die, please don't die, some plane

Split up the crew, now three people go through, some plane
You fail your sanity check, you're a nervous wreck, some plane
Please don't die, please don't die, please don't die, some plane

Mow if things don't improve, then you've made the right move, some plane
Somethings right behind you, hope it ain't Cthulhu, some plane
Please don't die, please don't die, please don't die, some plane

Please don't die, please don't die, please don't die, some plane

[Llama Bob]

Mostly been lurking, but had to speak up for this one.  Nice!

[Dav'l]

Sanity is Going Away  (to the tune of "Everything is Coming Our Way" by Santana)

Close both your eyes
He's made of worms, I see
That can't be
That's no way to live
Look at them crawling
Run with me to another place

Sanity is going away
Sanity is going away
Sanity is going away

Here's whats left
Sanity:  22
It won't last long
It'll soon be gone, yeah

Sanity is going away
Sanity is going away
Sanity is going away

Sanity is going away
Sanity is going away
Sanity is going away

I can feel it in my brain
It can't take the strain
Psychologist
Is what we all need

Sanity is going away
Sanity is going away
Sanity is going away

[Dav'l]

I have to get all the filking out of my system now since I am going to go completely crazy next session.

[Brand Nar Gath]

oh good, then some of your decisions will be a little less reasonable than those you have made with your life.  your parents are so disappointed.  gods man get a ged.  we're not on the pond playing shinny anymore.

[Loken]

Okay, tonight I will post Maps and any relevant handouts you may have acquired  so that we will be as ready to go on Thursday as we can. I'm generally gonna assume that most of you will survive to regroup and go onto the next phase, but we'll still play that out.

Oh yeah that's right some of you went through the cabinet. So maybe fewer of you will survive than I previously thought.

[Loken]

And if it doesn't get posted tonight its only 'cause I drank a lot.

[Loken]

Three Wacks with a Hoe (to the "Tune of Three Coins in a Fountain")

Three Wacks with a Hoe
You can be sure I didn't miss
Hate to snuff cute little ratty
And create such a nasty mess

Three Wacks with a Hoe
First one caused him pain
The second broke his spiney
The third one crushed his brain

Why didn't that cat kill his foe
And forced me to use this hoe

Three Wacks with a Hoe
Now I'm no barabarian
And the mess would almost
make you a vegatarian

Cat, please get it next time, next time, next time

P.S. Now I do love rats, I've had the little fuzzballs as pets, I just don't need'em in my yard crawling on the kids' playscape.

[Brand Nar Gath]

does my character get family credit for delivering the guys through the cabinet?

[Loken]

Those remains remain to be seen.

[Loken]

Okay it's not pretty but here are the relevant handouts and maps.

http://www.loxsomdigital.com/dentdocs.html

The two pages of genealogical trees are accompanied by notes but these will be explained on game night until then make what you will of them.
I will also post the book passage that I handed out.

Jaime, a PM to you will be forthcoming later today.

[Loken]

From Prodigies in the New England Canaan

…and they that came from the most decayed heart of the old world made their homes with the crawling white worms in the barrows of this new world. Seeking out the places of corrupt power, and dwelling in the midst of their rancid evil. They erected the stones of their ancestors on the bones of the restless dead, to share in their decadence to live their endless unlife and to draw on the life of their own misbegotten. The skulls of the ancients keeping their hideous guardians watching unseen over the land, unseen but for in the unseen light…