[ Author’s Note: This is the log for the 12th session. Instead of posting your standard log of everything that happened during the session I will post “Then” and “Now” sections that summarize the story. The players will need to recall the details as to how it unfolded. This means that the players will be responsible for remembering any loose ends that may come back to haunt them in a later Episode. ]
A Lush Study, New Orleans, USA – July 7th, 2015
The large woman walks across the room to the brandy decanter. After pouring some of the golden liquid she turns towards the large desk knowing that the interrogation with begin shortly. “Barker is brilliant but trapped between you and the hunters. You really did not give him much of a chance to succeed.” The woman turns with a glare, “I don’t want sheep reporting to me I want lions. We’ll see, Black Tamanous is quite resourceful and powerful in her own right.” After a brief pause the voice with the English accent continues, “I think my son and his hunter friends are a lot closer than you think.” Gently stroking the rim of her crystal tumbler she continues, “Maybe…but Boston and Ms. Barker completed their parts of the plan.” “I guess that is not inaccurate…but now the fated three are down to one…”
Birchwood Schoolhouse, Sulphur, USA – July 11th, 2015
Once MD and Ron had left in the truck Val and Hunter settled into a grove that they had experienced after many successful monster hunting missions. Val gathered up weapons while Hunter started setting up the schoolhouse to burns down both quickly and completely. Working in silence the pair complete their tasks. As Hunter pulls out his trusty Zippo lighter Val walks over with hands on hips, “I wonder what happened to that little girl?” As if on direction the pair spot a small ghost with her head down emerging through the schoolhouse door. When she spots Hunter and Val her head comes up with a smile. It is then that her head unnaturally cocks to one side showing that her tiny throat is cut ear-to-ear. The small ghost then skips off towards the nearby meadow with her head lilting to one side. As she dances through the wildflowers she sings…
Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn and cauldron bubble.
Cool it with a baboon’s blood,
Then the charm is firm and good.
Waiting in the field are two ghosts dressed in very old garb that must be her father and mother. With a wave back to Val and Hunter the three ghosts vanish. Hunter flips the lighter into flame then lights the building with a small grin. The pair of hunters drive off knowing that on this night they have made a difference.