Tag: Chuton

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  • Ink and Shadow

    From the journal of [[:alaric-clay | Alaric Clay]]:

    It all started innocently enough - the annual [[Festival of Forgiveness]]. I was worried for [[:mrs-ellis | Mrs Ellis]] the librarian, since she had mentioned recently that the …

  • Stone and Powder

    _From the journal of [[:alaric-clay | Alaric Clay]]:_ After our [[Steam and Blood | partial success in Oldoak]], I spent some time in my workshop with the alchemical notes and supplies I had recovered from the demonologist (as I suspect her to be). …

  • Death and Despair

    _From the journal of [[:alaric-clay | Alaric Clay]]:_ It has been hard to return to this journal and write this next entry. I apologise for any omissions or errors. When we returned the village, there were bodies - the bodies of the [[Swords of …

  • Tears and Fingers

    _From the journal of [[:alaric-clay | Alaric Clay]]:_ I'm writing this as we head home on the train from Foundry. Yesterday we found inquisitor Hugolin's journal, and [[:henri | Henri]] and some of the others managed to crack the code he used to …

  • Shade and Flesh

    _From the journal of [[:alaric-clay | Alaric Clay]]:_ I should have known. I _did_ know. There's no shadow without light. The woman was lighting candles, I saw her, I even said it out loud, but it seemed ridiculous... There were so many lights after …

  • Free Scholars Library

    The two-story library is run by live-in elderly librarian [[:mrs-ellis | Mrs Ellis]], who is familiar with all the books stored there. The collection includes scholarly works, but also fiction, children's stories, and books of magic.

  • Mrs Ellis

    Mrs Ellis recently complained of having difficulty reading the books, but this turned out not to be an affliction with her eyesight, but rather an affliction with the books themselves: the curse on Chuton had sucked all the ink from their pages into her …

  • Bzzzantine

    I know nothing. According to [[:alaric-clay | Alaric Clay]], some children found me in a shallow creek, rusting and inert. They brought me to be fixed. And here I am, fixed. Well, not entirely fixed. I have no recollection. About anything. I'm unsure …