About This Game
The prophesied year of 1999 is here. The worlds armies have come to put an end to Dracula once and for all.
Game System
Pathfinder 2e
Detailed Description
Long ago, Nostradamus predicted the down fall of Dracula in the year 1999. The time is here and the castle has come. An army of the best the world has to offer has come to do all they can slay the Dark Lord for the last time.
You are one among these. In these despite times, none can discriminate against a potential ally. Lycanthropes and undead rub shoulders with priests and hunters of the dark. Any enemy of Dracula is an ally in this, The Demon Castle War.
Welcome to Call of the Eclipse! Thanks for checking it out.
This will be a Pathfinder 2e game with an Abomination Vaults structure, as you will venture into the legendary Castle Dracula to find the path to it's master and investigate the disappearance of Julius Belmont, who went in to slay the Dark Lord but has been missing for weeks. After such expeditions they will need to return to the military camp surrounding the castle to recover, resupply, and give what information they have found to the leaders.
The base camp surrounding the castle is not without it's in own concerns. Many people of many origins are crossing paths and while many wish to see the end of Dracula not all seem to agree about how this should be done. You may need to make choices that affect not only yourselves but the whole war.
- What's new in this game
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Mihaly nods at Mandy. "Good thought. He doesn't think there's any other nuglubs around: I already asked about that. And if he saw any monsters that weren't nuglubs, I assume he'd have mentioned that. But he might have seen something else of interest." Mihaly waits for the mother and child to finish hugging. While he waits, he looks between the reunited pair and the skeleton, hoping that Bogdan won't see Dijon and freak out again... and winces when he sees Atma drawing attention to him.
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Priela avoids eye-socket contact with the undead, as no good could possibly come from it. She joins the representative from the church and bows at the waist. "Good evening, Father Friedrich. May I ask why the boy's mother is here? He told Mihaly that some members of the Church had paid his father a visit. Was she missing?" OOC:
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"So we did a good job then?" I wink at Aleah." "At first, we were worried it was a trap! Boy screaming in the middle of the darkness, calling for help..." I wave my arms in exasperation. "And then we see this gremlin - the ugliest little cretin you ever saw - until Priela's sword slices its head clean off!" I make a wide, strong motion as though swinging a great, heavy sword. "I hope his cat is ok." I look with puppy-dog eyes toward the animal. "I tried to heal it." "Hey Mihaly..." I twist my face with thought. "Can you ask the boy whether he saw anything else? Or heard anything else? Like, does he have any other information for us?" "I'm also wondering if we should head back there and try to track where that thing came from..."
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Pleased to see Bogdan reunited with his mother, Atma wears a pleased grin. He didn't dwell on it for long though as he began scanning those present for anything of interest. Scanning the crowd, he found himself disinterested, and wary at worse. Priest class types were often annoying to the young inventor. Templars and hunters were one thing, as slaying demons, undead, and other evils is an easy topic to bond over, but idle eyes and idle hands make for paranoid ones, and Atma didn't like being under scrutiny, so when he spotted the skeleton watching everyone from a decent cover, garbed in modern fatigues with a shotgun, Atma's interest was piqued. Unperturbed by Dijon's ghastly appearance, Atma approached him with a friendly wave. Do I spy another connoisseur of firearms? A shotgun? What model is that?! Atma respected Dijon's personal space but was as close as one could get while trying to take a peek at his firearm.
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"Let's hope for more then." Lastolva quietly states. "And maybe the most radical dream will come true."
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From the last line of the post, I think Ice agrees.
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I think it should be your turn next. 🙂
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Ian sneers at Priela after her comment, saying nothing but spitting on the ground in her direction. He simply nods at Mihaly. Bogdan notices Mandy’s hurrying motions and follows her more quickly. Shortly you make your way to the spot and see the rest of the patrol. First thing you see a short dark skinned woman speaking kindly to another woman who looks distressed. Next to the short woman is a pale middle aged man in priest garb and an Asian woman in lamellar armor with Chinese ornaments. From behind a tree a skeleton in modern army fatigues with a shotgun on his back is peeking from behind a tree. You would know these people in order of mention, save the distressed woman, as Aleah, Friedrich, Caihong, and Dijon. You would also know that Aleah and Dijon are brother and sister. As the distressed woman speaks, she spares a glance toward you as you arrive, before turning back to the woman she was talking to. But then she turns toward your group again with wide eyes and reaches her and toward Bogdan. She staggers forward slowly but quickly picks up speed to a full run. Bogdan copies his mother and runs to meet her where they embrace each other. Aleah walks up beside Mandy and says sweetly “I wish we had more moments like this.”
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Thanks for that, by the way. I was busy with work for a bit, there... but I'm here!
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I stare a little too much at Ian. "Looking like that, and no manners?" I whisper to Lastolva. "Your mama!" I exclaim to the boy. "Come on! Let's go!" I pick up the pace, waving the boy after me. I conjure a new set of lights to dance around us as we go.
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There's a joke early on where a Jewish villager asks his rabbi if there's a proper blessing for the anti-Semitic czar. The rabbi says "may God bless and keep the czar... far away from us."
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Working on the post now in the meantime, What happened in fiddler on the roof that made what Mihaly said passive aggressive?
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Mihaly has no idea what a "taig" is, but judging by the way Ian said it, he's pretty sure Ian wasn't supposed to say it. He nods, a little hesitantly. "Thanks." And Mihaly's brain finally catches up to the phrase "praying to the Pope." "We should probably bring the kid back to his parents now. May God bless and keep you," Mihaly says to Ian, idly wondering if either Priela or Ian has seen Fiddler on the Roof. He turns to Bogdan and catches him up to speed.
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Latolva wants to say something to the man, but sighs and decides it isn't worth the effort just yet.
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Priela barely meet's Ian's eyes. Instead of correcting him, she slurs right back. "Thanks Ian. Save a bowl of soup for me when you get back to camp." OOC:
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You all walk as you discuss your thoughts on the situation. Short to arrive and short to return. When you reach the area, you see a 6 foot, rotund man in a red kilt with a great sword leaning against a tree. "So ya finally decided to stop prayin' to the Pope ya Taig?" Said Ian glaring at Priela. Priela you would know that Taig is a slur against Catholics and this is the way he normally acts when ever you interact with him. He has a big issue with the Catholic church as a whole but he is Presbyterian. Mihaly if you publicly display your Catholicism, you would get the same look. "The rest o' the group is with the lad's mum, up the path a little ways."
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"Good points. Especially from the... uh... talking gun." Mihaly shakes his head in bemusement. "I guess if today's the day Bogdan learns to fact check everything the adults say, so be it. He was going to have to learn that in a couple of years anyway, if he wanted to be an effective citizen. After all, he's only got about a decade before he's old enough to vote... I think. That's eighteen here, right? I know it is in Hungary." "Well, I'm wandering away from the real point again. Let's just get Bogdan somewhere safe."
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Listening to the philosophical conversation, Atma felt inclined to chime in, and opened his mouth for a moment to offer his perspective, but refrained as he didn't want to broach the topic of Priela's or his heritage by showing how he once yearned for a human's childhood. The others may have not picked up on it, but he knew that look in her eye as she briefly paused at the fae's ichor. The thought of it caused him to rub the tip of his tongue on one of his incisors, albeit keeping his mouth closed to not look like a complete weirdo. As the brief hint of lust dissipated, Data picked up on his master's wariness, choosing to chime in for him. The cogent voice of the AI was carried by the surprisingly effective speaker module. While I understand the importance of such moral quandaries, I do recommend we pick up the pace. You are all still getting to know each other, and thus will have some growing pains before you're an effective team, and it would be most unfortunate should one of these growing pains be if something tragic should happen to the child.
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Lastolva snickers at Pirela's statement, but does not disagree.
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The Italian-born witch hunter listens caringly and stoically before replying in her feathery, effete manner of speech. "While your concern for his sensibilities is touching, I fail to see the good in keeping him ignorant, and he is not faint of heart besides. Instead of shying away from the dead monster, he might have started kicking its head around, had you not stepped in." OOC:
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Mihaly nods. "Right," he says in English. Mihaly tells Bogdan that they're taking him to meet some of the other people working for the Church, and that the person who told them to do so said there's someone there Bogdan would want to see. He notes that they weren't more specific than that, but that it sounds to him like they're referring to one of Bogdan's parents. "Hey, so, I should probably tell you all now: Bogdan doesn't seem to know much of what's going on. I told him we were looking for a living human being, and trying to talk him into stopping, rather than putting him back in the ground and hoping he stays there this time. It seemed like the least horrible thing I could tell him that would get him to take this situation as seriously as he needs to take it. And apparently it's more than his parents told him." "Uh... maybe we should try to arrange for nobody to use the main target's name in front of the kid, if we want that minor deception to stick long-term?"
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"Mind the boy Mihaly, keep him close. Lastolva... guard us from the rear. Everyone else, keep alert. If you sense we are being stalked or pursued, say something." As the group prepare for the trip to the rendezvous, Priela takes point. She is still wary of the animated stone construct, though not nearly as much as she is of the monsters that have joined the main army, claiming to be allies. It's a wonder that as many were even granted the benefit of the doubt. OOC:
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It would be easier for us all to be able to hear the radio. If there's a volume control, Priela would turn it up.
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"You see them, too?!" I shout at Lastolva. "Tracks!" I point my finger at my eye and mumble softly to tidy itPrestidigitation to clean my eye and surrounding area. I hear the radio call. "I guess we'll have to follow them another day." I summon a new batch of dancing lights and walk toward the patrol-change point.
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Can we all hear the radio, or just Priela? (Also, my last post assumes Mihaly could hear Priela speaking into it; was that accurate?)
