Banner of Blood Opening Credits
It's finally time to for the
Nightmare Cow Level
to do something about the
SNAFU Posse!
Within the morning twilight of Oatman Pass:
Male voice:
My instructions will be understood.
Female voice:
hsssssssssssssssssssss
Male voice:
The surviving townsfolk of Purgatory Gulch must be preserved!
sounds of plants cheering
Male voice:
Their resident Angelfire Apostle has exposed his nature too well.
The wretched enemy will immolate him in sheer numbers tonight.
Look at the sky:
Already they blot out the sun!
The wretched enemy will immolate him in sheer numbers tonight.
Look at the sky:
Already they blot out the sun!
Scratchy high-pitched chorus:
Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate!
Male voice:
I must cement my control of the storm.
It is our best chance.
It is our best chance.
Female voice:
hhhhssssssss
Male voice:
You? You have no chance of dominating this power.
You are chaos.
You are a deceiver.
And you DID murder him, after all. The shade might recall.
You are chaos.
You are a deceiver.
And you DID murder him, after all. The shade might recall.
{pause}
Male voice:
Go to the town.
Collect all survivors.
Scour the cavern beneath the school.
Carry all to my cavate.
Collect all survivors.
Scour the cavern beneath the school.
Carry all to my cavate.
Alive!
Consciousness is not mandatory.
Do you obey?
Do you obey?
{pause}
Female voice:
hhhh
Male voice:
If the interlopers try to prevent you, those you may consume.
Female voice:
hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhsssssssssssssssssssssssssssss!
Male voice, threatening:
Go!
Opening Credits: Banner of Blood
Definitely not the voice of Barry Campbell:
We pick up a mere ten minutes after we left off.
The SNAFU Posse hopes the beer wagon can keep twenty-three rescued captives -- some of them in mighty rough health -- rolling along behind Dagnabbit on grassy terrain.
Already the ground itself faintly trembles. North of here, between the wagon and Agoseris Barn, an almighty large herd of enraged cattle are on the move.
With every strike of their hooves, rosemary-scented ash plumes up to hang low in the morning sky.
Within the hour, this region will be as dark as if day never came.
How will the SNAFU Posse make it to high noon?
Starring:
- Bruthazmus and the SNAFU Guild!
- Missing folk from Purgatory Gulch and the Bicchieri Caravan!
- The missing mayor!
- The absent inventor!
- An injured blacksmith!
- An exhausted captain!
- A maltreated caravan master!
not to mention
- Local farm hands!
- Assorted ranch hands!
- Trouble on the Hoof!
- Sheepsquatch!
- Blood-sucking Cabbages!
- Thorny Spite!
- A twisted tree!
Remember to keep an eye peeled for signs of
One Dangerous Outsider
Time to let the GM know that you are ready to start the reel!
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