Kingbeast's Lair

[ Author’s Note: This is the log for the 13th 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. ]

Then

Gulf Of Mexico,Just Outside Of New Orleans, USA – July 15th, 1892
Mary Ann Hartnett stood on the bow of the Lady Grace deep in thought. Their decisions to to move to New Orleans was a difficult one but one that was full of opportunity. William approached the ship rail with a smirk, “The Captain says that we shall arrive within the hour. Do you think you can be a Southern Belle?” Mary Ann giggled then replied, “I hope so…things are so different here.” After searching in his inner coat pocket William pulled out a jade necklace that glinted in the warn moonlit summer night. “Oh dear! It’s beautiful! When did you get it?” After placing the intricately carved jade pendant around her neck he replied in a soft voice, “I arranged for Captain Aleri to pick it up for me from Vladivostok on his last voyage. I’m so glad you like it. Happy anniversary my love.” With a soft smile Mary Ann kissed her husband. Their conversation is interrupted by the appearance of the first mate, “We should be in soon maam.” Mary Ann briefly thanked him with a nod and a smile. William glared at the first mate his eyes filled with hate. How dare he look at Mary Ann in such a way!

Now

Intersection Of Two Dirt Roads Somewhere In The Middle Of The Bayou, New Orleans, USA – July 10th, 2015
He stood on the dirt road intersection shifting his weight from back and forth from one foot to the other. The crickets were loud this far out of New Orleans and the sound of frogs croaking meant that they were having a feast. “Hello,” the lilting voice stated flatly. He turned to see a beautiful blond in a dark blue dress with silver embellishments. She looked completely out of place on the rural dirt road. “Are you the demon?” “Of course…sorry if you were expecting horns and a forked tail,” she spurned hands on hips. “Please tell me what you want.” After his brief explanation she closed with, “Lucifer will accept the standard arrangement. You have 10 years then your soul will be his for the taking.” Turning quickly with a seductive glance over her shoulder she utters, “Goodnight Mr Maher.” He watched her leave with sweat beading on his forehead. He had made hundreds of important deals during his career but this one was the deal of a lifetime…literally.