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Squad 43
Welcome to our homebrew "43" campaign! I made this blog for you players so we can keep everything in one place. This means discovered NPC info, accepted quests and handouts!
Once the campaign has finished, I will leave this open as a time capsule for me and you.
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A giant reward in return for a quest so small, seems almost like a trap doesn't it?
Evangeline, a stranger who came rushing to you out of nowhere after seeing your fire lit in the short dark hours of this summer night.
Quite desperate after the recent event of zombies scattering into the area she was heading towards, she is in a massive hurry to grab a specific item before the shop's street is swarmed and impossible to penetrate through the hoard.
Despite hearing "Life is too short" so many times, we never learn what that means before it is too late.
Someone close to Evangeline is about to have a funeral, so she wishes to give a gift to them to bring with them in their next life, like an old viking tradition.
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Evangeline
Eerily calm.
Suspiciously ominous.
Akin to a stray cat.
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Skin painted with markers like tattoos.
Hair chopped up messily with scissors.
A heavy reek of cigarette smoke.
Take the chances you know you will one day regret.
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Time moves slowly, but passes quickly.
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Mr X gon give it to ya
Returning back from the shadows merely a week later, Mr X makes his second appearance!
After Elliot's and Sharon's LCD trip, after finding Emma in that grocery store, after causing Naaji to lose his hearing... Mr X followed the trail made by 43 in order to finish the job!
But in a surprising twist of events, after Elliot nearly fell victim to Mr X's planned massacre; Maija finished the job!
(Will write this out in more detail later don't worry, don't have time before this upcoming session)
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Messages and misunderstandings
As Maija and Elliot were on off to their adventure to the grocery store, Naaji was sending messages to Kieran's phone.
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Zhíháo Baozhu - Zhí
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Coarse stiff hair like steel wool.
Hair dyed like the tail of a rooster.
The grinning eyes of a fox.
Covered in tattoos of varying numbers?
Behind every great fortune…
It seems that Zhí is a lonely traveling fortune teller. Whether their fortunes that they have given 43 were accurate or not, remains to be seen. However... They seemed to be able to tell parts of their fortune that they should not have been able to know from mere circumstances of the group.
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Every human is the architect of their own fortune.
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And the night finally arrived...
Thank you 43, for spending these 2 years with me nearly every single Saturday. You are the highlight of my week and what I look forward to the most every waking new week.
Thank you for giving me all this time to grow and learn how to be a dungeon master from scratch. I have been taught a lot from all three of you. Although this campaign has been very silly and lost all it's seriousness with time, it is one of the most precious things in my life.
I hope to spend many many more Saturdays of my life together with you three for as long as you'll allow me to. In both serious and silly campaigns from now on.
I couldn't have asked for more thoughtful and kind players as you three, I wouldn't exchange you for anybody. So thank you for giving me a try and helping me learn. Being a horrible dungeon master to you three for two whole years has been such an honor.
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You allowed this to happen
The days before a bonny town filled with homes, shops and the like. The day after an ashen wreck filled with mangled burnt corpses.
Even looking right at it, even recalling the flames, it didn't feel real for a while. The flames from the explosion took all it could, yet the few buildings of stone remained firm.
A town has a way of becoming part of your life, of becoming a home, a place of memories and years lived. To watch it burn. That was hard. We could and would rebuild, naturally. We would've built a new row of houses and gardens right here and in time perhaps we would've been at peace with how we would've come to raise it up from the ashes of the old.
However, we lack the resources. We lack the manpower. We lack the knowledge, the safety, the peace, the time and everything else we could possibly need to make this even possible in the first place.
I guess it helps ease the blow and stabilize your sanity to picture that new place, that new home, as if it waits for us in the world of future time. In order to allow yourself to function for just a little longer before your inevitable breakdown.
... But what about all the lives lost?
What about those charred remains of the innocent?
What about the elderly who painted those rocks on the road that evening that you walked past? What about the young ones who were yet to become adults? The chickens in the coops?
The explosion was a micro-hell, yet all the universe to those caught within.
Isn't there something poetic about the town filled with lamps to lighten up the dark nights, being engulfed in that brightness until the very end? Akin to burning out just like tungsten filament in a lightbulb?
Upon escaping the safe haven late, 43 had to run across the whole town to escape out of it. The walls and gates meant to protect those inside, merely trapping them in as the sick flooded through the broken gate and flaming walls.
Running on freshly painted flowers made by the elderly in the town the same day, the flowers which were waiting to still dry in the sun.
Cobblestone which was once jumped on by children playing hopscotch, now jumped on desperately by those attempting to climb the rooftops to safety from the sick.
Cobblestone once painted with crayons to make numbered boxes, that street of shops once filled with innocent laughter, now painted a deep velvet red and filled with the desperate pleas of them now much older and still innocent.
Shops once filled with employees gossiping.
Benches warmed up in the summer sun.
Lamps that witnessed couples dancing in the night.
That tight street filled with the bakery's aroma.
Something no one shall ever witness in this town ever again, all experiences to be lost with time in such a sudden avoidable moment.
This is no longer a place for children to wave to their classmates.
This is no longer a place to share a cinnamon bun with your friend.
This is no longer a place for one to receive their first kiss.
This is no longer a place to remember.
Though, you left almost nobody left to remember this place. You only saved Jakob, you allowed the other 400 inhabitants to die.
Only one person left in the world might remain that still remembers this town. Who remembers the stores he frequently visited, who remembers where he proposed to his wife, who remembers where he stood when she called him to tell him she was pregnant. A man who was born here and grew up in this town for all the years of his life.
Only he will recall that aroma from the bakery, only he will know of those freshly painted flowers. Nobody but Jakob will know of the colours of each and every painted wooden house. Nobody will care that the lamp in front of the barbershop was broken for seven years straight waiting for a repair except him. There is only Jakob left to know how much this place once mattered to so many people.
Squad 43
Some cry out in pain, others show no response at all, and this is why empathy is so vital, to allow ourselves to feel what others are feeling rather than opting for shallow sympathies. And it is these moments that build and define who we are, that bring the sculpture of our future self from the clay of our youth.
Take a moment to feel the pain of others, let it sink into you for just long enough to educate you on what the right thing to do is. Often times the right thing to do is the harder thing to do and only this kind of empathy will show you the right path onwards.
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Meteor shower
As 43 was in a hurry to leave the sanctuary before the bombing would go down, with Maija left clueless as to why, they had some things to deal with first.
Naaji started his morning by fixing new tiles onto the rooftops of the homes owned by the elderly, helping Jakob out who normally takes care of these things on his own. Jakob with a wounded arm from the previous night's shooting being unable to do it himself for a while.
Once Sharon had woken up, she ate breakfast together with Naaji on said rooftop which had been brought out by Jakob, deciding to leave those two together at it whilst dealing with other business.
Naaji who quite frankly sucked at it only had some nice sandwiches together with Sharon at the rooftop in the end, both enjoying the nice sun.
Nobody participated in the flower painting with Rut and the other elders.
Sharon attempted to convince Jakob that the guards were lying and meant to harm him. She brought back the evidence Jakob tossed away the previous night to show him, unbeknownst to him being evidence, explaining what key clue it was which he had missed. A broken signal light... Not from an accident, but from purposeful sabotage. Something Sharon could easily tell but Jakob without experience could not. Being told that the townspeople he lived with his entire life were planning on backstabbing him behind his back; from a person he had not known for even a week, was not convincing enough for Jakob. In fact he was upset about Sharon telling him such a gravely serious "lie".
However, the true reason for his upset reaction was about the doubt he began to have in those he was meant to trust unconditionally with his life. Not a strangers "lies".
Elliot tried avoiding to the best of his abilities to not step on the freshly painted flowers in a hurry to find Maija, so that they could all leave as quickly as possible. He failed miserably as he managed to step in a wet painted section every three minutes or so amongst the poor elderly, poor Elliot got loud annoyed complaints for hours, before running into Jakob on the way. As Jakob ran into Elliot, Jakob who had previously been told that everyone was leaving today, he handed Elliot a gift consisting of extra food rations and a batch of fireworks.
"They can scare the elders who went through war and trauma, the animals too. Not to speak of the fire hazard... I really don't want this around anyways. But you guys have a kid. I feel like she might enjoy it, you too of course. You have much more use of this than us. So I wanted to give this as... a parting gift, I suppose. It could be fun to watch them together, we need all the happiness we can get right now." - Jakob Dunkel
Jakob acted as a guide when he led Elliot back to the gate 43 had used to enter this safe haven a few days ago, using it as an excuse to spend just a little more time with one of the travelers who were getting ready to continue on their adventure. As Elliot realized that he had forgotten his backpack and didn't want to go stepping on the freshly painted flowers... Jakob offered to go get it for him. Telling Elliot to wait there at the gate and relax before he has to go walking around for miles again.
Maija who spent time with Naaji and Emma, got hurried by Sharon who told Maija that it was now time to say good bye to this safe haven and to move on on their way. Something previously planned and agreed on the night before.
Ending up with everyone gathering at the gates at the time of the bombing.
A quick summary
Failed attempts at making the leader of the "Sanctuary" Safe haven come along with a group of strangers.
Failed attempts at convincing him that he was in danger.
Given gifts along with extra rations for Emma.
Going through with the decision to not tell the town about the bombing planned by Hampus.
Failed attempt at leaving the safe haven before the warned bombing hour.
As the clock struck 15:00 the gates were set ablaze...
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Meteor shower
After an eventful night and morning, everyone got back to the sanctuary mostly unscathed. Naaji reaching zero mental toughness for his second time in a row unfortunately upon reaching inside the gates of the town.
It left to be an uneventful night for the majority of it, everybody did some things on their own; some minimal following and investigating on Sharon's part. Though Jakob could be easily fooled by the guards as he had known them for a long while (critical 100 on a 1d100), Sharon was not as trusting of the strangers. Seeing the guards lying to Jakob's face and leaving their evidence as trash behind... Sharon made a note to herself of where Jakob tossed the bag out.
As for Elliot and Maija... at the end of the day they passed by Hampus who gave them a warning to leave early tomorrow, one that only Elliot understood as he was the one of the two with the context of what Hampus was referring to.
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Meteor shower
After going out for the night together with Jakob to experience what it is like to check the parameters and safety procedures…
43 was taught to look out for traps, such as the ones Wilma had come up with for their specific sanctuary, which were traps to see if people had crossed the barriers that are too close to their sanctuary. Jakob made everyone look by themselves mostly to see how things worked, before he double checked everything a little bit.
"We put the spray paint down as a diversion, since people will just move the dumpsters back behind the painted line without checking the inside for the weights that fall over."
"Ah... Damn, you already triggered it huh? Well... those are paint traps. It's hard to see the strings when you just skim through since they're fishing lines, but they do explode paint on whoever walks on it. It makes it easy for guards to see them with binoculars if they are painted in bright paint. Also an extra security measure if the dumpsters don't cut it. You should watch out for those, they're a bit all over the place.."
The rest of the night remained peaceful for the most part. After being brought over to a fountain; Sharon got to try out the water purifier she built in Hampus's basement, proving it to be a success. They set up camp close to the dumpsters, lighting up a fire once it begun to get dark. With Elliot and Sharon going off into their own tents ready to sleep, leaving Maija and Jakob on first watch where they played some mahjong together.
With a sudden shout, Maija and Jakob saw Naaji and Tobias leaping over the dumpsters. Tobias falling flat on his face as his foot got stuck during the leap, whilst Naaji ran and tackled Maija to the ground. As Naaji had done so in the middle of the confusion... a shot was heard echoing on the street.
A shooter on the rooftops missing Maija and Naaji by a hair and hitting Jakob instead.
Struggling throughout the rest of the night as a hoard of zombies were attracted to the noise of gun fire and intense screaming, everyone got away alive by the end of it. Some with major scrapes and some with less. Ending the night with a passed out Jakob saved by Maija doing her best to stop him from bleeding out, with Tobias and Naaji setting up barriers inside of the building so they could sleep peacefully without having to worry about any zombies breaking in as they rest up and catch their breaths.
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Meteor shower
As Maija asked to go along with Jakob outside the walls parameters, the rest of 43 one after another decided to follow along. Whether it was to make sure Maija wouldn't be alone with Jakob for her safety or to explore the outside more to their advantage, everyone did leave Tobias and Naaji inside the town to look after Emma whilst they went out on a potentially dangerous mission.
As Tobias was together with Naaji babysitting Emma, Tobias taught her about how stealing was bad and gave her an apple in return of promising to never steal again. A lesson that would stick with her. After this important lesson however, Naaji needed to speak with Tobias over a thing that had been bothering him. After keeping the permanent deafness a secret for a few days from everybody else, Naaji figured it was finally time after he had spoken to the doctor and gotten it confirmed that it was the reality.
Due to horrible timing on Naaji's part and Tobias losing focus for a minute, Tobias then heard Emma let out a loud scream. The space obsessed child had managed to cut her hand on one of the hand-made generators in town, leading down a domino effect to Tobias overhearing an argument between two tired guards on watch next to the doctor's office.
Jakob having issues controlling his anger and refusing to take his medication, making some guards feel incredibly unsafe around him.
Rut being the one behind the abuse orders on Hampus, not Jakob.
A shooter on the rooftops where the rest of 43 and Jakob are currently scouting.
The guards breaking the signal lamp and waiting for the shooter to get rid of Jakob before Jakob becomes an "inevitable" danger to everyone in town.
Tobias relayed the information he had heard to Naaji about the shooter on the rooftops, upon "hearing" that Naaji grabbed Tobias hand as they bolted to get their gear to run over and find 43.
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Meteor shower
With this big new safe haven protecting all of you, "Sanctuary" or "Pearly gates" as it might be called; you can probably not see the meteor shower well enough from this due to all the lights inside of the town. If you either go far away from the walls out towards the city or forest, you could easily see it thanks to the surrounding darkness allowing the stars to shine.
However, if you are able to tell and convince the others in the town to shut the lights off for the night... There might be a town event or fest awaiting to watch it all together with you as a big community!
If you don't wish to keep the information about the meteor shower to yourselves, you might help everyone in your surroundings get a day away from the thought of chaos and despair.
An excuse for everyone to be outside in the open together.
A "bonding" experience perhaps.
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Meteor shower
There is no longer barely any time left to find a good spot in a forest to watch the meteors hit. But if lucky, we might be able to see it well at the barn. If possible, it would be nice to move the hay to lie outside in the cold to just stare up at the sky.
As long as all things go accordingly, everyone can have a hot cup of chocolate and listen to Naaji playing his ukelele together with Tobias on his guitar. With Emma on a telescope, everyone can have just one single day to let go of all of their problems.
Edison will sadly leave and not be part of this as he still has a problem of his own to worry about. But maybe he can watch the meteor shower in his bus on the ride down to Helsingborg. Even if you are apart, it is still the same night sky that you will be seeing together in the end.
With everyone sharing their phone numbers together with Edison you can all text about what you are seeing too. The road could be a little lonely after all.
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Meteor shower
Although Naaji cannot witness this meteor shower together with his little brother, he is calmed down by the fact that he still gets to at least see it together with 43. It does hit harder to see this with Emma who is around the same age as his little brother, but it is somewhat comforting in a way.
Even if Naaji may not enjoy it to the same extent any longer, he will still get to see one final beautiful meteor shower before anything dreadful may occur. A nice break amongst all of this chaos and death. One night to let go off all negative thoughts and to forget about everything and everyone that has been lost.
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Meteor shower
To weeks prior to the meteor shower, Maija and Naaji had their first personal talk with each other on the kitchen floor. Sitting in the apartment Edison had been cooping up after being tricked by Helena. Both unable to sleep sitting in a corner, revealing a bit of their pasts to each other.
"I can't stop remembering it. It keeps feeling like it happened yesterday. I keep seeing it playing over and over in my head on repeat all of the time, it feels like I am about to go insane. I keep seeing his face just..."
"... When this all started, I wasn't home. I came home a day after everything had happened. When I got home after running myself sick through the town, my mom was already dead in the kitchen. My brother was infected. My sister was fighting for her life, after being bitten by him. I didn't mean to hurt him... I tried to slam the door so he would be locked out of the bathroom. But... He got his neck between the door frame and the door... It broke, and he fell to the floor right away without even a scream in pain."
"And I didn't know the bite was what turns people, so I didn't deal with my sister. When she tried eating me too, I was so shocked I ran out of the apartment and didn't even close the door. A-and when I got back she... She was on the floor in the hall with a knife sticking out of her forehead. All our food, our medicines, even some of her clothes were all gone. They didn't even have the courtesy to close her eyelids or take the knife out... T-they didn't even break into any other apartments... It was just ours..."
"I killed my little brother, he was just nine, I could've just pushed him to the floor...!"
Hyperventilating and crying into his woolen hat, Maija had learned about Naaji's disadvantage and trauma that turned him into the first pacifist they had met. Unable to defend himself as the sick are still humans with feelings and pain, Naaji walks around with bloodbags to use as his distraction tactic. Naaji did confess that he hates seeing others using violence too, but he has no right to tell anybody what to not do in a crazy situation like this.
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