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Date: August 26, 2010
Game Date: October 7, 2032
Everyone heads to the school in groups of two. Mike says the child is evil, and E- confirms what Shannon saw.
Regina, wearing a sky-colored sari, takes to the air to watch the child of interest during the school lunch break.
After much discussion, Sam gets the sheriff to walk by the school and identify the child as Joanna Pouchio. We learn that her father died when she was 2. Last summer her brother (a popular boy named Carl) died at the local swimming hole. It was assumed to be accidental death by drowning and so no autopsy was performed. The mother, Shirley, works at the school as a cook and grounds-keeper. They live some 10 houses down from the school, relatively near the edge of town.
We are left with a ton of questions.
– How many other drownings have there been in that swimming hole and over what time frame.
– Are there other animal blightings occurring outside this town’s jurisdiction?
– How, exactly, did father Poucchio die?
We need to talk to the sheriff to get more answers. We also divide the night into shifts of two with Mike standing as agent-on-call throughout all the shifts. Shannon has some barrettes she can cast magic into – granting us protection and possibly night vision. E- can cast a spell that will let us see heat. We start planning the night shift, intent on watching JoAnna over the next few nights to see if we can catch her red handed.
Date: June 29, 2010
Game Date: October 6, 2032
We had dinner at the hotel. While there we garnered attention from two guys at the bar. Sam learned they were “Female Body Inspectors” – head agents here in town. Tom Renolds and Joey are both local boys. There was a lively discussion as to how they could be “pressed” into service.
Game Date: October 7, 2032
Up early and at practice.
Markus and Regina visited the local doctor, Doctor Richard England. He promised to send over what birth records he had for the town, but said it would be easier for him to work from the town’s census report and fill in the blanks. He knows of only one person in town with abilities: the individual can make small objects a little bit colder. Otherwise there seems to be no powered inviduals here.
Sam and Shannon visited the local Methodist church to meet Father Hathor. He said his congregation included about 80 regulars. He might see 200 souls at Christmas. There are other churches in Harpers Ferry, and a few smaller congregations hold meetings in nearby homes are barns. He knows of a Baptist and a Lutherin group. The newest folk in town are Mr and Mrs Wahlroos. They have two children – a 4 1/2 and a 6mo old.
After lunch, Sam and Shannon visit the principal’s office at the school. They introduce themselves and warn the principal that they are in town and that they are looking into the strange animal deaths in the area. It’s assumed kids and parents will have questions, so the agents are trying to head this off. The principal is appreciative, but doesn’t really know of anyone who might do such a thing.
On the way out Shannon catches view of a young woman with a powerful signature. Shannon steps back to get a second look and inadvertently gets the whole classes attengion.
Markus visited the post office in an attempt to get a map of the region. The general store’s clerk also works at the post office. Maps are scarce and hard to come by.
We meet up back at the hotel and start to chat about what we’ve found out.
Date: July 17th, 2010
Game Date: October 6, 2032
The Grayson farm is the furthest east from town. It’s a small, family farm that raises mostly sheep and performs a bit of subsistence farming. Mr Grayson, his wife Helen, and his two children: Joanna (9) and Paul (12) live and work at the farm. It is the children’s responsibility to let the animals out of the barn in the morning, and see to it that they have water. Throughout the day the children act as shepherds to the flock. The land has been in Mr. Grayson’s family for 7 generations; having been carved out of the trees some time ago. Neither he, nor his family, could think of anyone who had a grudge against them, or a reason to attack their flock.
On the night of the incident (September 30th), the Graysons saw nothing amiss. Around 1am they heard the dogs yapping, but it did not raise their alarm. They agreed that the dogs sounded like they were playing more than anything else. The next morning the children discovered the animal dead. Their father, having heard of previous incidents of healthy animals dying without exterior visible cause, brought the animal to the local vet. She called him back the next day to admit that she had no idea what caused the death. Theirs was the 4th animal to die.
We spoke with each family member, and none could offer further information; each telling similar variants to this tale. Mr Grayson took us to the spot where the animal died. A detailed search of the area turned up a single silver hair-pin with a flat top. It was found 15′ from the treeline, about 55′ from the site of the incident. None of the family claimed its ownership or could name its owner. We bagged it for evidence.
The next farm (some miles way) belonged to Mr. Dickerson. It is a much bigger spread, with several different types of animals (pigs, sheep, goats and cows), numerous dogs, and farmhands about. A farmhand stopped us as we approached the house and then went to inform Mr. Dickerson of our arrival. We were met and ushered into the house. Mr. Dickerson is in his 50s and in good health. His story was similar to that told by Mr. Grayson; there was nothing amiss the night before and in the morning the animal was found dead inside the outside pen, where the flock was kept. The dogs at this farm are quite … twitchy.
We were brought to the site of the incident, and spent time examining the area. The pen itself is 70′ square. The animal died about 10′ in from the edge. The nearest treeline or cover is some 120′ away. While nothing physical was discovered, Shannon and Markus mused that the assailant would either be a very powerful and accurate marksman, or using magic to make the dogs like them. The assailant may even have made themselves invisible to be better able to approach their chosen victim.
We said our goodbyes and went back to town. We found Mike in the hotel. Regina and XX had gone off to talk to the vet. With neither team having found sufficient evidence, we are still guessing and have neither means nor motive for the events. We began planning our next move: a way in which the entire town population could be scanned for magical or shard capacity.
Date: June 17th, 2010
Game Date: October 6, 2032
We spent a quiet night in the local hotel near the highway.
Up with the dawn, Markus, Mike, and I worked out while the others slept. By the time we came back to the hotel, Shannon, Regina and XX were up and heading out to practice. Over breakfast, we made plans.
We would all go to the sheriff’s office and see if another event had been reported through the night. If it had not, Markus, Shannon and I would visit the veterinarian, then start visiting the farms where the incidents took place. The others would start visiting the farms right away, working their way towards the Dickerson’s farm (north of town). We’d meet up back in town by mid-to-late afternoon.
A quick visit to the Sheriff’s office proved nothing had been reported through the night, so we split up.
The Veterinary was the one who reported the incidents to the police. She could not discern the cause behind the injuries that caused the animals death. With her help we reviewed the corpses of the four beasts she had present (2 goats, a sheep, and parts of a cow). In all cases, blighting of the heart and part of the lungs was present. In one case (a sheep) the spleen and liver were also affected, but not as severely. An animal born with an unnaturally shrunken and decrepit heart would not have survived to maturity. There is no discernible evidence that this was caused by a wound or touch exterior to the body.
Preliminary toxicology tests came back negative for known diseases or virus, but perhaps more important, the local vet had never seen or heard of anything like it. I found it reminiscent of the wounds caused by the blight crow; but without an exterior path. The animals otherwise appeared to be in good health.
It took some time to review all the animals. The cow had been divided to better fit in the vet’s freezers, but there was no damage to the skull or hindquarters, except where the divisions took place.