In the last adventure, The Haunted Dungeon, our heroes failed miserably in their quest to find an ancient artefact needed in their quest to stop the rise of an ancient Egyptian god, Aphopis. One glimmer of hope was a pamphlet for a travelling carnival that Monsignore found in the dungeon. On it is scrawled “Hail Lord Aphopis”. If that is not a clue, then something fishy is going on.
As luck has it, the carnival is camped just outside Rome. Our heroes, boosted by a couple of backups, head for a day of merriment. Everyone looks forward to a day in the sun, candy floss, balloons, raffles and maybe even romance…
Our heroes are actually enjoying the day out, observing the carnies and revelry makers. Somewhere here is someone who knows something, or even someone who’s got an artefact. After a while they have identified some likely suspects that are sure to have important knowledge.
|In the dark information booth is someone who surely have some useful information. He is known as The Living Horror.|
|The Executioner is wandering about, observing. Might he know something?|
|Mr Muscle, said to be the stongest man on earth, is a strong suspect. The booth stinks of cheap wine and Mr Muscle seem to have a terrible hangover.|
|Finally we have this young reporter, or is he a private detective? Mr Nittin looks to be well travelled and might know a thing or two. I think he is looking for his dog, when he is not oogling the scantily dressed actors on the theater stage.|
|Here's a photo of the Carnival taken by a passing , brand new, Caproni Ca.111 from the Regia Aeronautica. The CSSS is ambling about in small groups, chatting and having a good time.|
|"I'm sure the hot dog stand is that way" "No, it is closer to the entrance" "Rubbish, you're both wrong, its behind that stage"|
|"Is there a shooting range here? I want to win a teddy bear!"|
|Soura Sicaria conquers hear fears and rushes towards Mr Nittin, who seem to have seen something. His dog maybe? "Sooty!" he shouts.|
|Soura Innocenza finally unfreezes. She takes a look at the looming monster before her. Her face turns white. She scream, and rush away in blind panic.|
This is not what we expected from her...
|Soldato Cattivo sneaks toward the candy-shop, keeping an eye on Soura Maledetta's frantic efforts to stay alive.|
|Soldato Morto and Padre Crudele start to move. They have a plan, or at least that is what they will say later.|
|Soura Maledetta fights on, but a fight with a god, even just a projection, is doomed to fail. One blow slips through her defences and she is knocked down.|
|Even the Executioner feels a bit scared and remembers that thing he was just about to do, away from all that screaming.|
|The Shadow of Chaos shrugs away the nuisance that is the midget clown and swipes at the nun before him. Her efforts to dodge the blade is in vain. Once again she falls.|
|Everyone seem to have forgotten the bound actress on the stage.|
"Help! Let me loose! Please!" she screams.
"Why didn't I go for that banana gig with Josephine in Paris instead?" she mumbles.
|Soura Sicaria takes her chance and rushes towards the information booth.|
|Next up is Soura Innocenza who ignores the midget and runs towards The Executioner who has wandered closer to the commotion.|
|Monsignore, who has at last regained his senses, walks up to Madame Hammer, calmly points his cross at her and tells her to stop this nonsense and in the name of God tell him everything.|
Madame is deeply religous and spills the beans.
|Soldato Cattivo is still nearly paralyzed with fear and can only stagger away while the rest of the league move around and try to get into position to help their comrades. Some are gripped with fear and don't do much at all.|
|Once again Soura Maledetta stirs. Miraculously she stands up, swaying.|
"Is that all you got, vulture-face" she whispers.
Young Mr Nittin comes to the rescue, somewhat cautiously.
|Monsignore comes to the rescue, even though he doesn't quite reach them.|
|Sodato Cattivo meanwhile overcomes his fears and makes a fast strategic retreat.|
|Suora Maledetta finally succumbs to the fear that has gripped most everyone. She runs away.|
The old woman looks on in disbelief. "All this running around and screaming. In my days nuns paced and were solemn."
|He cries "You shall not pass!" and stands up, once again.|
The Shadow of Chaos stares, beak agape. What is it with these puny humans? Can't they just run away terrified and stay down when smitten, as in the good old days.
|Padre Scuro decides that being a human speedbump is not a good idea when confronting a godly manifestation and panics. He runs as fast as his legs can take him....|
|...followed by said godly manifestation that once more let his sword do its job.|
With that Aphopis cannot maintain control of his manifestation anymore and it disappears in a puff of sulphurous smoke.
The league limps out from the carnival. This time it worked. They have one of the ancient relics, the Ring of Pharaos, and all the possible clues to be had at the carnival.
This was a roaring success.
A double success, thinks young Mr Nittin who will actually kiss all those wounds on Suora Maledetta tonight. But that is another story.And that is it. They will return to the Vatican to recuperate, study the Ring and all the clues. That map seem extra interesting, might it lead to another adventure?
As I read through this I just realized I had made a huge mistake; Soura Maledetta is a follower, and as such when she is knocked down she stays knocked down, and I had instead let her recuperate time and again.
Well, I wasn't about to re-play the whole scenario, much less write a new AAR, so instead:
Monsignore sat studying the Ring of Pharaos when he noticed something... a faint inscription saying "Made in India"...
(By he way, this is blog-post number 750!)