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Touched Again in Kingsport
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10-29-2011, 08:29 PM
(This post was last modified: 07-17-2012 11:23 AM by Old Dwarf.)
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Touched Again in Kingsport
Content Warning & other Expainations
This AToE Session Report deviates(pun intended)from the stanard vanilla Game a lot so a few things need to be covered beforehand. Our Heroes -this is a 2 Hero Co-op Game with Anne Marie & Katarina.They first met in To Touch & be Touched http://www.thezombiegame.com/forums/Thre...be-Touched Where they shared "A Love that dare not say its name" as they tracked down a Vampire.So you know where this is heading. Back Story-Like my other AToE Sessions I use the following Rational http://www.thezombiegame.com/forums/Thre...E-Rational So our Heroes have different Masters with different goals-they are "enemies with benefits" Setting-I'm using AH Kingsport Expansion Board converted to AToE http://www.thezombiegame.com/forums/Thre...AH-Varient which is the 3rd post on the Link. Villian-Loseaturn's Fan Villiam the Lady In White http://www.boardgamegeek.com/image/421484/loseaturn Elder Names-I have changed the names of the Elders as "it ain't Shadowbrook"but the stats remain the same. Note the White Lady Hanbrook Rules now apply to the name Wescott the Town Elders are renamed as follows: Rev.Harding=Rev.Harwood Lady Hanbrook=Prudence Wescott Dr.Manning=Dr.Matthews Magistrate Kroft=Judge Loder Lord Hanbrook=Charleston Wescott Sophie=Mary Note The Lady in White returns to "The 7th House on the Left"after a Fight. Both Anne Marie & Katarina start at The Artists' Colony PS-OK-it's been 9 months & this post was just left hanging,I played out several turns but the Game wasn't working.The Lady in White fights with Spirit & neither Hero really had a chance against her. The Kingsport Board is rather small & the chances to pick up Spirit was limited so I just shelved the Game.However I hate to waste Lesbonics & I rather like the opening Fluff so I posted it up.I'm going to retool Kingsport a bit to make it possible to stock up our Ladies with Spirit so they have a fighting chance. I'll try to get this thing to the Table again & finish it. Sighing like the night wind and sobbing like the rain,— Wailing for the lost one that comes not again: |
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07-17-2012, 11:11 AM
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RE: Touched Again in Kingsport
The Daily Diary of Anne Marie
June 20th,1798 Tomorrow school is out!Joyous freedom at last. No more classes,papers & preparation for two glorious months. I have decided to give myself a real vacation this Summer as I have purposely kept myself occupied with work and study the last couple of years. Well best not to dwell on the reasons. I have made arrangements to stay in Kingsport Massachusetts an sea side old port town.Mrs Ransom the Art Teacher has often talked about it & her paintings of the town look so dreamy that I made up my mind to summer there. I do so look forward to free time to just read & perhaps be inspired to write some poetry.I have informed my Order that I shan't be available for any investigations this Summer. I do feel a little guilty about that as the Order has supported me so, especially after the disaster that was my first mission(if they only knew the true extent of my folly) but I have served well since and I truly need the time to myself.There are somethings even work cannot truly heal. June 30th,1798 -Morning My first day in Kingsport,I arrived by stage last evening after an uneventful trip,ordered a cold sup & went to bed. My lodgings are in what's called the Artists Quarter and are most congenial,located on the second floor ,a setting room,a large bedroom and a small bedroom which I shall use as a study and a wash room with a huge tub. I've already ordered buckets of hot water to fill it as last night I simply used the wash stands bowl and pitcher so a nice long soak is in order. After breakfast I plan to explore the shops in this part of towne.Thus my plans are delightfully fluid & it's almost shameful my feeling of Sloth. June 30th,1798-Midday A delightful morning after my leisurely bath,I broke fast at a little street cafe near my lodgings. My fellow diners were all a twitter about a merchant and his wife who were robbed just outside of town.It seems some young man stopped their carriage and was in the process of relieving them of their valuables when the couples servants who were following behind caught up and chased to the outlaw off.He was so anxious to get away that he dropped most of his loot but the wife still lost a valuable ruby necklace.The merchant has offered a rather sizable reward for the capture of the thief and return of the necklace. It's rather naughty of me but I feel relief I'm just a bystander to this mundane event that involves some Highwayman and not some evil creature lurking in the darkness. I am envious of the ruby necklace,I love jewelry and especially rubies but alas on my salary such things are not possible,but one can dream. Well so much for dreaming,I'm off to visit the shops. July 1st,1798-Afternoon Merciful God the events between last night & now are such a jumble I must write them down to try to bring order to them. I must look like a hard used strumpet,my hair is in tangles, my nightgown is somewheres,my body bears a thousands small marks and between my breasts lies a beautiful ruby necklace. Well from the beginning,I had spent the day browsing the shops,had an early sup and changed for bed. I then settled down to read a local Broadside I had purchased when I heard people yelling and the sound of someone running up the stairs.Alarmed I realized I had not secured my door and got up to do so. As I reached for the latch a man in a dirty great coat with his face wrapped in a scarf barge into the room. He grabbed me,kicking the door shut with his foot and pressing me against the closed door with his hand firmly over my mouth.He smelled of sweat and fear and his breath came in great heaves. I struggled from reflex and knocked the mans hat off and forced his scarf loose.Suddenly a mass of red hair tumbled out and I looked into the green eyes of Katarina! my lost love and greatest shame. Her eyes went wide in recognition and suddenly the hand was off my mouth and replaced by her lips. God help me,all resolve vanished,all the yearning of the past two years just melted the armor I thought I had placed around my heart and I welcomed her hungry tongue. A kiss for eternity but seconds later the stairs again sounded to the tread of many feet and then the pounding on doors began.I motioned Katarina to go into the bedroom as the banging on my door commenced. I at once demanded that they wait until I got my robe and then answered to door to find a least a half a dozen armed men wanting to know if I had heard anyone pass. I told them that I had heard someone on the steps but nothing else and demanded to know what this intrusion into a ladies rooms were about. The calmed down and apologized and explain that a young man fitting the description of the person who robbed the merchant had been spotted a street over and when hailed had fled this way.I offered the advice that perhaps whoever had been on the stairs had escaped back down the stairs after slipping past them in the darken hall.They thanked,apologized for the bother and headed back down the hall and down the stairs. I went back to my bedroom to find Katarina setting on my bed crossbow gun in hand,still breathing heavily. I told her she was safe for now and disarmed her,then the words failed an we just held each other. I stripped off her dirty clothes and made ready to wash her up but she had other ideas and divested me of my robe and nightgown and we were lost in each other. She still sleeps now,her sweat and dirt now equally shared between us and the poor bed linens. I have no idea why she is here nor do I care,it is enough to be with her again and to feel her lips and body against mine. God the folly of love,we both betray our oaths to my Order and her Lodge,I am harboring a thief and sharing in her crime.Yes as I pleasured her last night, she reached into her discarded great coat and placed the ruby necklace around my neck and the fire of the stones glowed in the sweat of our passion. I must now be practical,although I would want to stay locked in these rooms with her forever,we both need sustenance and I must figure a way to account for her and find her something to wear so she won't be recognized again,Thank God they are all looking for a man. For now I shall return to her arms and to the bed upon which our fluids have mingled,I am Doomed, we are Doomed but I am content to be so,if I might continue to lie each night upon her bosom. July 1st,1798-Evening First things first,after Katarina awoke,I was able to make myself presentable and go out and buy provisions for some cold meals until I can disguise her. I then made use of my very neglected sewing talents to modify some of my dresses to accommodate Katarina, so she is free to go out now that she looks nothing like a man. I also told the landlady Mrs. Beamish,that I just learned my cousin planed to visit with me and arranged to pay a little extra for the rooms.I told her my cousin is expected tomorrow night on the late stage and I would take care of seeing her to our room. As to the events of two years ago,we both agree we had to do what we did but I'm thrilled that she has kept me in her heart as I have kept her. She has confided to me that she is on a Mission for her Lodge but did not want to compromise me,which under the circumstances is almost comic. I told her I was not on assignment and my time was my own,thus I would not violate my Oath and I would not let her face some Evil alone.If that helped the Illuminati so be it. Well the water buckets have arrived for the tub, I told the maid I would see to filling the tub and excused her.Whatever Katarina's Mission is it can wait until after our bath. July 2nd,1798-Morning Last night night was a dream,the tub held the two of us easily and scrubbed each other and played as naked children until the water cooled and then toweled off and Katarina told me of her Mission while I combed out her hair. She seeks the Lady in White,a vengeful spirit that haunts Kingsport and has driven many men to madness. Katarina says the old stories say she was a Stowe who who married a Westcott and was killed by her husband when she discovered his dalliance with a maidservant. Poor woman whose hatred at her violent death has turned her into a thing of Evil.She needs to be put to rest not used as the Illuminati will,but I held my tongue,it's Katarina's Mission and I will help her. It seems the merchant Katarina held up is a Westcott and she was trying to acquire personal items to help attract the Lady in White. The seriousness of the her Mission however paled as I smelled the clean sent of her hair and both of us were anxious to slip between the clean crisp sheets. The wildness of last night replaced by tender love making, and I fell to sleep with her sweet breath on my face. She has begun to stir,so I'll get dressed now and go get us some breakfast. July 2nd,1798-Evening Another day in the realm of Eros,I finally forced myself out of Katarina's embraces and went out to pick up more clothing & other articles she'll need. Mrs.Beamish is visiting family in Arkham,so having my cousin officially arrive was no problem. We supped out and returned to our pleasures, oh that this wonderful day would last forever. Katarina now awaits me I feel her green eyes upon me from our bedroom as I write this,I shan't keep her waiting.Tomorrow out Ghost Hunt begins Sighing like the night wind and sobbing like the rain,— Wailing for the lost one that comes not again: |
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07-18-2012, 12:25 AM
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RE: Touched Again in Kingsport
My, Anne Marie is having all sorts of unusual adventures this week, isn't she?
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07-18-2012, 11:01 AM
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RE: Touched Again in Kingsport
(07-18-2012 12:25 AM)HikariStarshine Wrote: My, Anne Marie is having all sorts of unusual adventures this week, isn't she? True-your Session got me thinking again about this unfinished Game.Perhaps I should have waited for the Coast & reworked the Location Fluff but we'll see. OD Sighing like the night wind and sobbing like the rain,— Wailing for the lost one that comes not again: |
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