Session 1 (Broken Lands)

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Hound @Grey, you and your gang clash with the raiders, well ahead of Bright's group. You keep the fanatics safe from harm. Up close, you can see this is Crine and his gang of fuckers. Bikes and all.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Bullets fly. Blood spills. In the fight, you get winged, but nothing serious. A few of your gang also take a few hits, but no one dies. You take [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]0-harm[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] and your gang takes [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]1-harm[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] (both after armor).[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]On the other side, a few raiders die. More are injured. Crine rallies what he has left to turn tail. The frustration is plain on his face. Enough for today, it seems. They leave the dead two and their rides.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]I should ask, who's your number two? And what do you do now?[/SIZE]





[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Bright @ThaDruid, Shan puts his pistol in your hand, but doesn't let go. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]"I … "[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] he says. He's hesitating. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]"I'm having a hard time … with everything. I haven't been able to keep everything straight, lately. Can you help me?"[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]He's still holding the gun he put in your hand.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]What do you do?[/SIZE]





[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Thorn @Skrakes, Rum nods. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]"Yep, seems that way. Monk up North. Got the request a month ago. Took me awhile to fill the order. Had to scrounge a long while for all the powder I needed."[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] She slams the trunk closed. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]"Ready?"[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]What do you do?[/SIZE]
 
"Always ready. You?" Thorn rides shotgun, his iron resting on his lap. Nine times outa ten, nobody is dumb enough to try and kill Rum and take the cargo. Dead Rum means no ammo for anybody. But that leaves one time...
 
Bright grabbed the pistol by its barrel and held it tightly. He put a hand on Shan's back and patted him softly. "Of course i can help you, Shan." He smiled, a bit forcefully, and added "Just give me the gun and we'll go to my tent. You can tell me everything, there." He looked up at him , and gave the weapon a few light tugs. 
 
[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Thorn @Skrakes,[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]The ride is a long.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Long and hot.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Desert and all, you know.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Anyway.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Rum stops the car.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]"We're here,"[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] she says.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]She gets out.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]"Here" is an old pumping station from Before.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]In the middle of fucking nowhere.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Of course.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]The building is crawling with Monk's assholes.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]There're are four in view right now.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]They're keeping a perimeter.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]You and I both know there are more inside.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Armed and armored.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Shotguns.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Assault rifles.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Grenades.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]The works.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]They're not fucking around.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Seems like a lot.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Guess they like Rum's home cooking?[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Don't want anyone stealing the goods?[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Or maybe we don't have the full picture.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Might be worth [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]reading the sitch[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] or [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]opening your brain[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px].[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]What [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]do[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] you do?[/SIZE]





[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Bright @ThaDruid,[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Man.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Neither of us want this sitch to draw out.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]But, you're [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]manipulating[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] him again.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]This time it's about helping him.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]I don't know what his deal is.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Or why he can't let go.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]And I should point out:[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Some of your followers are starting to shift.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Real quiet-like.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]A few are grabbing rocks to get the drop on him and smash his skull.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Others are looking to slip away and escape.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]If you agree, roll [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]manipulate[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px].[/SIZE]
 
[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Thorn @Skrakes,[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Uh.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Do you mean besides the rugby team covered in weapons and armor?[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Yeah, so, Monk's assholes.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]That's One.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Two.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]You see flatbed trucks.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]These guys drove up in them.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]But there's also a box truck.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Perfect for tossing someone in and locking it.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]You think they want to take Rum?[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]What do you do, now?[/SIZE]
 
Tch. They're trying something funny. But his contract's clear. He can't do much about it until they make a move. He steps out, making a show of pulling the bolt on his MG. Opens the door for Rum, like a real "gennelman." He's not clear on what a "gennelman" is but he met a guy once who was very insistent that he was one.
 
Thorn @Skrakes,


Clarion comes out to meet you and Rum.
He's in charge here.
Makes sense since he's Monk's number one.
Two of armed assholes come out with him.


Clarion sighs.
"Rum, I see you brought a friend."
He looks at you.
"And you are … ?"


How do you respond?


And, Hound @Grey, how do know Clarion?





Bright @ThaDruid,


Well, shit.
Shan picks up on your nod.
Something snaps in him.


In one motion, he's got you in a choke-hold.
His pistol is pressed against your temple.


"Stay back!" he screams at everyone else.
They stop moving, not sure what to do.


He's about to start dragging you off.


What do you do?
 
Bright, panicked, does what he always does best. He starts talking. "Think about this, Shan! Once you kill me, they won't have anything holding them back, and will run right at you!" Then, while Shan's distracted, he elbows him straight in the gut and tries to Seize by force the gun.

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I choose to:

  • Suffer little harm (-1 harm)
  • Take definite and undeniable control of it
 
HOUND


The Chopper


Hound's second is a wiry, scarred woman named Valkyr. 


Next step - let Bright know he and his commune were rescued, see if they're grateful.


As for Clarion, he turned down an offer to ride with the Desert Dogs. That's not an offer Hound makes often.


He's wasted with that filth Monk. 
 
Thorn @Skrakes,


That's simple.
I mean, the box truck tipped you off.
He's definitely going to take her.
Like, hog-tie her, strap her to the inside of the box truck, and drive off.


So, knowing that, what do you do?
 
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Arsenic 


trading is a simple process. We are up on a hill after all. It didn't take long to make an elevator a few generations back from an old crane. We haul up goods and tribute and pipes route the water back down. Pipes are controlled by the gate but we have more than w few apprentice kids working on them just in case. 


I think about all this while heading on down to the actual dirt of the hill to check on my grain. The source has water but the Rocky earth never, it even in the golden age, granted good crop. 


My farmer, by hobby, is mainly in charge of ground and building integrity but he loves his plants and I let him handle grain storage. The first step to checking in on an issue. He looks nervous as I step down into the dry earth of the hill. 
 
Bright @ThaDruid,


You throw your elbows back.
Both catch him in the gut.
He pulls the trigger.
But you had turned your head.
The shot so close is deafening.
But the bullet grazes your brow instead of killing you.
[Take 1-harm.]


He's trying to recover.
But you're all over him.
You wrench the pistol from his hand.
And now it's yours.


He lets go of you.


But is trying to stand up to lunge at you again.


What do you do?
 
 
Arsenic @Teh Frixz,


Makes sense.
I mean, you're the boss and all.


Mill looks up from his plants.
And you're right, he's nervous for sure.
"Lady Arsenic. What brings you down here?"


What do you do?
 
"Why are we eating our stores Mill? I set aside water credit for the good grain in trade and I've got half the compound making faces about the sour taste upstairs. Grain from the traders doesn't taste like that. We aren't wasting the emergency store are we?"


Tapping my toes, I get a brief memory of my father, standing the same way he did when he lectured. 


"Explain" 
 
Arsenic @Teh Frixz,


Mill shakes his head.
"I'm sorry," is all he says.
He pulls back his hair rubs the sweat from his brow.
"Trading … fell apart this morning.
I thought you all might not notice.
Figured I could make it up tomorrow or the day after.


I'm sorry."


How do you respond?
 
 
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Arsenic 


I notice myself overcompensating for wanting to drop my jaw by gritting my teeth. I need to take a breath to loosen up. 


"I'm not mad" 


I'm something else. Note even sure what. I kick at some dirt and look out at where the smoke was. 


"We have the upper hand, how could that happen.. Is everyone okay?" 
 
Thorn shift his weight, gripping the handle on his gun. "Look, Clarion. I know the game. How about you just do the deal you agreed on with Rum, and you all get to go home in one peace. If you don't..." Thorn meets Clarion's eyes, his own grey and cold.

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Goin' aggro on these fools. Either they back off or they force Thorn's hand and enjoy some lead rain. Thorn's LMG does 3-harm and has AP.
 
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Arsenic @Teh Frixz,


Mill stands and wipes his hands with his apron. "Fine, everyone is fine. I mean, a lot of the traders didn't trade. Well, I mean, they didn't show up to trade. Really, Hugo and Wisher didn't show, and no one else had grains. I'm still not sure why. Seemed strange, but whatever."


What do you say?




Bright @ThaDruid,


Shan lunges. You open fire on him and kill him. His dead body crashes into you and knocks you over [take 1-harm].


Your followers scramble to pull the body off you.


It's about this time Hound ( @Grey ) walks up.


What do you both do or say?




Thorn @Skrakes,


Clarion puts up his hands. "Look man, that's fine. Fine. We'll do the deal, okay? Chill." He motions and one of Monk's boys to get the shit. "I don't know what you think we were here to do."


Rum smiles at you.


A few more of Monk's boys step outside. You know, just in case you go nuts. The other boys return and put down two intact hacksaw sets. Unopened packaging.


"And yours?" Clarion asks.


Rum walks back to the trunk and opens it. While she's wrestling with boxes, you catch movement out of the corner of your eye. Some of the boys are thumbing weapons. One guy starts to pull his pistol.


What do you do?
 
HOUND


The Chopper


The wail of Hound's bike falls silent.  A creaking of metal plates, thudding steel on hard-packed and sun-burnt dirt, mismatched footprints.


He limps up besides Bright, pushes back his duster, and hooks his thumbs into his gunbelt.


Hound spits, staring at the body.


"Busy mornin' for you too," he says.
 
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Bright
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Bright manages to get up with the help of one of his followers. He looks down at his clothes and dusts himself off.


"Tie Shan to the stake, prepare him for the bonfire." He mutters between clenched teeth.


The adrenaline was wearing off, the wound on his head stung, and he probably had a bruise on his back.


"And tell April to prepare her tools." He adds.


April was a young woman, a recent addition to The Seekers. She worked as an assistant to a medic, a long time ago. Hopefully she remembered how to take care of some light wounds.


Just then, he hears a deep rumble, vibrations coming from the ground, right behind him. Then, suddently, they stop.


Bright exhales loudly as he sees Hound coming up besides him.


"I could not find better words." He replies, while fiddling with the gun in his hand, trying to find out how to turn the safety on.


He glances at Hound, and back at the pistol. "What brings you here?" Bright asks, curious and slightly anxious.
 
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