El Sendero Del Diablo

Blood, Battlefields, & Body Parts
Wherein the Posse finds a little hell to call their own.

The Posse were well on their way to Dodge and recovered from their ordeal in Eastman’s Creek when an unnatural fog settled in on the prairie. As they rode on they found the fog becoming thicker and the uneasy feelings in their bellies getting stronger. Thing became very strange when the posse came across the remains of the battlefield.

Knowing that scenes like these tended to get a bit weirder that they started out the Posse high tailed it out of there… only to find themselves back at the same grisly site.

They chose to press on, eventually coming across a figure in the fog. They watched as the figure more about the corpses, stooped and withered looking, calling out to no answer. Eventually the figure seemed to find what it was looking for and picked up a corpse. Strangeness turned to horror as they thing began to make the corpse a part of itself.

The posse leapt to action. They attacked the creature, who in turned it’s attention from it’s gather to make some fresh corpses. As they battle the thing, it began shouting at them with it’s different heads, calling them by name and foretelling their doom.

Eventually the thing went down and didn’t get back up. The posse once again tried to leave, but found that once again they returned to the same battlefield. It took some time, but they agreed that whatever had created the thing they just faced was keeping them here. Someone suggested that the dead be given their final respects. So the Posse went about gathering the bodies, both Union and Confederate, to be burned or buried at last.

After some time the posse made it out of their little corner of hell, the fog burned away in the morning sun, and found that Dodge was indeed on the horizon. They had survived their brief encounter with the other side, but stranger things were still to come.

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Lynched!
Wherein the posse deal with a horror 'o the Weird West

Lynched! is a one-sheet adventure that can be found on the Pinnacle web site, along with various other downloads for Savage Worlds and Deadlands: Reloaded!

Northbound

After dealing with the trouble in Amarillo (see Boom Town! and Boom Town! Part II – The Marshall) the posse headed up north. A few days out and one of the more understated dangers of travelling in the west came upon them. Turns out the trail rations they had gotten from the Confederates in Fort Elliot had gone sour. The entire posse was sick with food poisoning, but Matherson, Becker, and Rev. Walsh caught the worst of it. Luckily for the three of them the cow-town of Eastman’s Creek was only a few hours away.

Ghost Town?

Arriving in Eastman’s Creek the posse found the streets empty, but could see some folks scurrying to hide in their homes. Something was clearly wrong.

Making their way to the tavern it took a few shouts, and some attempted robbery on Alvaro’s part, to find the barkeep. He appeared from behind a locked door in the back, brandishing a shotgun and scared out of his wits. He was more than willing to serve the posse, and had rooms to let for their sickly friends to recover in, but warily watched the windows of his establishment, as if expecting something to happen.

A few drinks later and the barkeep told the posse what had been happening in Eastman’s creek and why folks were so scared. A few weeks prior a young couple had been murdered, but they were only the first. Soon after words two more homesteads has been broken into. Each time the towns folk found the poor folks strung up the next day in an old gnarled tree outside of town.

Sensing that something a bit weirder than normal was happening in Eastman’s Creek the posse volunteered to sniff out whatever trouble had come this way, knowing little of the horror that await them.

Searchin’ For Clues

The Posse headed up to the homestead of the first victims. It didn’t take much to see that whatever had broken into the home had the strength to smash open the door first. Grislier still were the scratches in the floor from the poor couple’s fingernails as they were dragged out. Any doubt that the posse were dealing with something out of the ordinary were quickly put to bed.

They went to the scene of the hanging and found little evidence there. However, when they made their way to the other homes something was amiss. The way the next two victims had been attack wasn’t quite the same; there wasn’t nearly as much force involved. They were back to square one. Taking note of the sinking sun and knowing that these people were grabbed at night the posse decided to bed down and wait.

Night Terrors

It was the middle of the night when they heard the screams of someone out on the plains. Rushing from the homestead they could see in the distance, dragging something behind them. As the posse came upon them they saw the people were none too alive, and that their necks had stretched back from hanging. Fighting back their fears the posse sprung to action and, after some brief magic slinging, managed to take out the dead men.

The man who they had been dragging had been the barkeep from the town. He explained how the creatures had come into the saloon, breaking in his windows and dragging him into the darkness. The posse sent him back to town, knowing that if the creatures had kept on they would have dragged him strait to the tree.

Timber!

When they came back to the scene of the hangings the posse wasn’t sure what to expect. Alvaro noticed that the tree had moved since their last visit. Without warning the tree flung from it’s branches two nooses that grabbed the The Professor and Hao-Feng, hoisting them into the air. Alvaro began shooting wildly to sever the nooses while the Proffesor and Hao-Feng dangled from the tree. Eventually they managed to free themselves, but even as they attempted to fight the thing it battered them with it’s massive branches.

Even though outnumbered the thing managed to get it’s licks in before it collapsed, crashing into the ground. As the posse looked on hundred of red-eyed termites emerged from the tree and consumed it with unnatural speed.

Back in Town

When the posse arrived back in town it wasn’t to a celebratory cheer as they had hoped, but rather the frenzied activity of an exodus. The bartender had told the towns folk of the creatures. It wasn’t long before folks were packing up their things and getting out of town as fast as they could.

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Boom Town! Part II
Wherein the Posse attempts a daring rescue

Meanwhile, Back In Town…

When Tonel arrived back in town it didn’t take him long to find The Professor and Becker. Assuming that his friends were going to be back from scouting they returned to Fort Elliot.

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Boom Town!
Wherein the Posse joins the Great Rail War

Headin’ North.

After fleeing Rock Creek the Posse headed north towards Amarillo. There was a lot of ground to cover between them and Amarillo, so when they came upon a abandoned ranchers house late at night they took the opportunity to bed down with a roof over their head. Little did they known something strange was lurking in the empty home.

The creature sprung upon poor Jun Hao-Feng in the night. Tonel’s quickly identified the creature as the legendary Chupacabra. They were able to shoot the creature dead and help Jun. Matherson was able to discover that the creature might have, in fact, been the former owner of the home. A fact that didn’t sit with any of the posse.

Welcome to Amarillo

The party made it to Amarillo the next morning. As they rode into town they began to notice there was no one in the streets; the town seemed deserted. As they reached the middle of town a single shot rang out, taking Matherson’s hat off his head. The Posse quickly ran into the nearby Saloon, finding some townsfolk and Sheriff Jacob Cassidy hiding out there.

As bullets began flying outside Cassidy told the Posse that two Rail Gangs, Black River and Bayou Vermilion, were taking their fight to the streets of Amarillo. The town itself was looking to make quite a bit of cash from whoever won the fight and he was happy to sit out their daily gun fights, so long as no one in town was taking a bullet.

Matherson, seeing an opportunity, offered to “solve” the problem for the Sheriff. In the mean time the Posse rest and gather up supplies for the long trip north. Matherson, Tonel, Hao-Feng sought out the Black River gang. Prof. Phinneas St. Claire went off to local blacksmith to seek out work. Becker and Rev. Walsh gathered up supplies.

The Reverend obtained a hotel room for the posse and gave Becker the cash to buy supplies. Walsh, exhausted from the journey, collapsed into bed. There was a knock on the door not soon after he began to drift off to sleep, one which the Reverend groggily answered. Before he knew what was happening he was gagged, hog tied, and dragged off to parts unknown.

Hornswoggled!

On their quest to track down the Black River rail gang the trio made their way to Fort Elliot. They found the Confederate soldiers there clearing away bodies from a recent Indian attack. They spoke with one of the officers, Lt. Crawford, who told the them of the Fort’s recent woes. Apparently the local apache tribe, who had always kept to their own people, had begun attacking the fort and the town. The Fort would have dealt with both Black River and Bayou Vermilion long ago if it hadn’t been for the constant Indian attacks.

While attempting to help the fort with sad task of the clean-up they came under attack once again. As they fled Matherson and Jun headed south to scout out the Bayou Vermilion camp while they sent Tonel back to Amarillo to gather the rest of the posse. The two made it to the camp just after sun down. Not the sneakiest varmints under the sun, Matherson and Jun found themselves captured. They attempted to escape but were quickly brought down…

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Strange Arrivals
Being the first in a series of misfortunes.

The small trading town of Rock Creek was a quiet place. The Sheriff kept the peace well enough, but his deputy John Jacob Matherson did a;; the real heavy lifitng. Matherson had friends in town, Alvaro ‘Tonel’ Tadeo and Till Becker. Together than practically ran Rock Creek, for better or for worse.

The first bit of strangeness was when Prof. Phinneas St. Claire rolled into town. He quickly made himself an ally of the group as well as Jun Hao-Feng, the local cook. The Proffesor made an offer to pay the group handsomly if they were to help him discover and catalog any local Ghost Rock deposits.

These plans were dashed, however, when Rev. Eli Walsh came to town. The young preacher was badly wounded and trouble wasn’t far behind. A gang of bandits rolled into town demanding the Preacher and the Bible he was carrying. The gang was subdued, but their friends were on their way: a posse of the living dead!

The group was able to save the town from these undead horrors, but they knew that more wouldn’t be far behind. They took off that night, heading north towords Amarillo.

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