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content guide
stories terrain game sessions mechanics fun & tactics painting battle-reports gallery
Layout
John Cason
Jorge Gomez
John Cason
Art
Mason Crawford
Aaron Darland
Chris Parson
Bob Kuzmeski
Aaron Darland Alyssa Menold Marko Paunovic
Hardy Fowler Adam Rogers
Editor Jorge Gomez
Kyle Rowan
Mason Crawford
I’m Kyle, the newest game designer on the team, and if you’re reading this, it means
I’ve succeeded in rethreading the fabrics of time and space. As you may or may
not already know (depending on which timeline we’re currently in), I’m also the
company time traveler. When I’m not inventing dinosaurs (you’re welcome), destroying
dinosaurs (I’m sorry), or spoiling television shows that haven’t even been released
yet (whoops!), I’m making board games here at Wyrd.
I’ll also be your resident Chronicler, so long as this dimension isn’t obliterated by
Grebulons (if you don’t know what they are, then that means we still have a fighting
chance). In this issue, we’ve got some great stories, an adventure riddled with Black
Blood, and our Storied Soundtracks contest winner!
Being that it’s summer time (or is it?), we’re doing our part in the yearly scramble in
preparation for GenCon. We’re pretty tight-lipped on what we’ll be bringing to the big
event, but let’s just say that we have a few cards up our sleeves.
In the office, we’ve been busy cranking out the final touches for Malifaux’s latest
book, Broken Promises, preparing the last flourishes for the Other Side, catching our
breath after releasing Through the Breach 2.0 Core Rules, ramming more mayhem into
Bayou Bash, and fending off evil spirits in the Darkness Comes Rattling expansion.
And that’s just the beginning. Trust me, I’ve seen the future.
Speaking of the future, we’ve got a ton of other great stuff in store, but aren’t quite
ready to reveal just yet. Keep an eye out on our forums, website, and social media for
our latest announcements, or do what I do and look beyond and through the veil of
time to reveal all secrets of what has been and what will be.
Kyle
Aaron Darland
I'm Aaron Darland, the head of the Design Team here Caution: Spoilers from previous books lie ahead!
at Wyrd Miniatures. I've been playing Malifaux for
seven and a half years, playtesting for almost the In my opinion, the stories are one of the most exciting
same amount of time, and designing models and things in Broken Promises. As the Design Team
upgrades since we shifted to Second Edition. Broken debated the various ways that we could progress the
Promises, however, was my first time acting as the story of each Faction, we realized that every story
lead designer of Malifaux, and stepping into Justin's kept coming back to one important man: Franco
shoes was not easy. Marlow, the new Governor-General, who was selected
for the position by the Through the Breach players of
From about midway through Ripples of Fate, we knew the Nythera Worldwide Event.
that we wanted the next book to contain new Master
Upgrades in addition to the usual selection While Marlow didn't feature in every story, the
of new models. Before we started changes he was making to how the Guild operates
designing the models, however, the in Malifaux were trickling down to every Faction.
Design Team sat down and planned Having a new power-player like Marlow on the scene
out the different stories in the is really exciting for the narrative. Governor-General
book and how we wanted to move Kitchener's Guild operated in the same way for so
the story of Malifaux forward. long that everything sank into this nice groove.
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Once we had the stories outlined, we shared our ideas In the column of her enemies, you have Seamus' "Do
with our writers. They were excited for the opportunity You Know Who I Am?" Upgrade, which lets him go
to tell such large and influential stories, and every down the road of Horror that players remember fondly
one of them brought their own unique twist to how from first edition. Both of these Upgrades give Lady
things played out. I'm really looking forward to seeing Justice and Seamus new ways of dealing with enemy
how the community reacts to the stories, as we're not models that, we hope, will lead to them being played
pulling any punches this time around. in more games and in new ways.
This turned out to be a great way for us to inject new Once we felt like the models were in a good place,
life into the playstyles of some Masters. Lady Justice, we rolled them out into open playtesting. In a wider
for example, has not been seeing a lot of table time, group, of course, there are brand new perspectives
so we looked for ways that we could expand her that caused things to change even further.
options and make her a more interesting choice on
the table.This led to the Swordfighter Upgrade.
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Playtesting any more start to feel redundant. Complicated and
With the model stats out there for everyone to see and unique mechanics can often create new niches for
the stories being written by our great writers, finishing models, but then the game gets pushed further into
up Broken Promises came down to playtesting. complexity creep rather than power creep.
Playtesting is always an interesting experience, The Design Team tries to take all this into account, as
and it's one that I had largely been able to leave in well as our own experiences, when it comes balancing
Justin's hands in the past... and let me just say that models for general release. As it stands, we're very
it's not an easy process! happy with where the models and Upgrades ended up
for Broken Promises, and we feel that we've managed
For me, the most challenging part of the playtest to give players plenty of new options without going
process is managing power creep and baises (whether down the road of power creep. We want Malifaux to
that bias be on the part of playtesters or designers). be a fun, balanced game for years to come.
Malifaux is a complex game with a lot of moving
pieces, and players tend to become comfortable with When you get your copy of Broken Promises, hop onto
a particular way of playing, especially when it leads our forums and let us know what you think! What's
to victory. your favorite Upgrade? Which story did you like the
best?
When overseeing a playtest, a designer has to be
mindful of those biases, as well as the strengths of
each player. Some players are very good at pushing
models to the breaking point to see if their more What's to Come?
extreme abilities will ruin the game, while others Malifaux is continuing to grow and expand, so I
have an in-depth knowledge of their entire Faction wanted to take a minute to let you know what's
(while being somewhat in the dark about how other coming up in the next couple of months:
Factions work).
• New releases - We are continuing to release
In some places, bias appears when players want the models from Ripples of Fate, and we'll
have some content from Broken Promises
models belonging to their Faction to be better than
available at GenCon this year.
the models of another Faction. That is a concern, of
course, but in my experience, the most troublesome • A new Nightmare and new Miss model -
form of bias isn't bias toward a Faction but rather Teasers of these models can be found in this
toward individual models. very edition of Chronicles!
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Storied Soundtracks:
In the Flesh
Chris Parson
The tap-tap-tapping of the stone mallet on the blunt overhand right that was driven by the entirety of his
end of the bamboo needle hummed sharply against own weight.
the still air of Tan Tao’s Tattoos, a small shop tucked
in a corner of Malifaux’s slums. The aftertaste of The punch connected with the larger man’s lantern
stale smoke gave an edge to the stench of old blood jaw, snapping his head to the side like a sharply
that filled the room. tolled bell. He stumbled back against the wall of the
fighting pit and slid down its sweat-slicked surface.
Reclining in a threadbare padded seat, Alan O’Neil As Alan was about to raise his hands in victory, his
dragged deeply on the cigarette dangling from his opponent regained his balance with a bellowing roar
lower lip. The warmth surging through his lungs that sent the crowd into a frenzy.
was a welcomed distraction from the rhythmic
hammering against his thigh. He forced his eyes “No, no, no,” Alan muttered as his opponent
wide, tracing the streamer from his cigarette as it lumbered towards him. He was supposed to stay
rose like tendrils of aether through the still air. down. That was the deal.
Alan cleared his throat and looked to Tan Tao, his The Dane had never been beaten during his time
tattoo artist, but quickly realized that no conversation in the fighting pits. Although Alan had done well
would be welcomed. The artist’s full attention was for himself, the odds were definitely against him:
on his work, and as the man traced the lines that ten to one, in fact. He saw this not as a deterrent,
only his own mind’s eye could see, Alan’s thoughts though, but as an opportunity. The accumulation of
drifted along the path that brought him here. Alan’s previous winnings was large enough that he
would still come out ahead by betting on himself and
offering half of it to the Dane. All the big man had to
do was stay down when Alan delivered his signature
overhand right. Alan put everything into that punch,
but they had agreed upon that beforehand; if it looked
Ducking under a looping haymaker, Alan responded like he pulled the punch at all, both men knew their
with a left hook into his opponent’s ribs. His lives could very well be forfeit. As the Dane grabbed
competitor’s arm retracted down instinctively to Alan in a crushing bear hug, he began to suspect that
protect his body, but Alan came at him with an the man had decided to go another route.
“How’s your other one? The flower?” Tan Tao asked The Dane, however, was strong as an ox and only
as he gestured to the rose he had tattooed onto marginally less intelligent. Alan wasn’t sure which of
Alan’s left forearm. those traits made the man so willing to live near the
barricade, but he was sure that the combination of
“It’s… ah… healing up fine,” Alan stammered. He the two was what compelled him to take the same
self-consciously pulled his arm close. route home, night after night.
Tan Tao gave him a hooded look as he took Alan’s As for Alan, he trusted his physical prowess enough
handful of scrip. The motion pulled slightly at the to protect himself from harm. After all, one didn’t
artist’s rolled-up shirt sleeve, revealing a glimpse of willingly enter the fighting pits without knowing a
his own tattoos. The ink was an odd, brownish-red thing or two about how to scrap. Sure, there were
color that he hadn’t seen before. poor souls who found themselves there without the
“For you, my dear,” Alan said as he handed the Tan Tao crouched atop the wall, within the shadows
single rose to Lily, his favorite serving girl at the of an overhanging roof. He disregarded what might
front of the house. He had summoned the flower lurk on the Quarantine side of the wall; the two
the night before and kept it fresh in his washbasin. archers that had joined him were watching the
He already thought he could feel his forearm tingling shuffling things in the forbidden darkness on that
with the after-effects of the magic, but the rose side of the wall as much as they were watching Alan
tattoo had not yet faded. O’Neil, who stood half concealed and fully oblivious
below. If he was trying to hide, he was doing a poor
Taking it, Lily let out a sharp cry as a thorn caught job. Tan Tao had encountered no difficulty in tracking
her finger, drawing a bead of blood. Alan’s every move.
“Aye, beautiful but dangerous,” he smirked. “Just Rumor was that the fighter had given an undying
like yours truly!” He dismissed her playful scowl rose to a servant woman. It was a minor curiosity,
with a wink as he pressed his back to the door and but something about the story had stuck with the
pushed it open. tattoo artist. When Alan had grown reluctant to
show him the rose, Tan Tao began to suspect that
He would make it up her, Alan thought. With the the man had discovered the means to make the
money he’d make from fixing his next fight, he’d be tattoo come to life. At the bidding of his masters,
able to buy a place downtown. Maybe even take her he had followed Alan to confirm whether or not his
with him. suspicions were correct.
Days Later
MARKO PAUNOVIC
Having built a decent number of bigger, “feature” Next, I will build several smaller pieces of terrain: an
gaming terrain for the Wild West gaming board, I've outhouse (because what is a western town without
decided that I need a lot of smaller terrain to add at least one outhouse?) and a wooden well. These
some variance. Bigger terrain creates the atmosphere pieces will provide hard cover and will act as a
while the smaller ones provide different options. hinderance in both movement and line of sight.
Idea and Planning To finish this build, I'll add some containers. One will
be a metal container for coal and the other will be
As you may already know, planning is crucial in any simple wooden crate. Both will be slightly bigger than
project and this one is no exception. The basic one might expect, but I've decided to make them big
outline of each of these is pretty straightforward; enough for players to place their models on top of
after a couple of days brainstorming, I've decided them if they'd like.
what terrain I'll need to have a versatile board that
will provide players with atmosphere and challenge
during their games.
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Materials and Tools Building the Bases
After preparing most of the designs, I could finally After drawing the outlines of my bases on the MDF
make a list of tools and materials needed. For this board with a marker, I proceeded to cut out those
project, I will need the following materials: shapes with my jigsaw. When the rough square
shapes were cut, I drew the exact shapes of my
• one 5x5mm linden slat (it comes in 1 m length) terrain pieces on the MDF bases and, again, using
• roughly one plank of 2mm balsa wood (they the jigsaw, I cut them down to size. Once that was
come in 10 x 100 cm planks) done, I chamfered the base edges with my disc
• roughly half a plank of 5mm balsa wood sander. This ensured a nice transition between the
• a small piece of 5cm thick HD styrofoam table and the base of the terrain.
• about 50x30cm piece of 4mm thick MDF board
• superglue
• PVA glue
• gravel (at least three sizes)
• static grass/tufts
• sanding paper (1 sheet)
• plasticard (0.75 mm thick, one sheet 20x30cm)
• masking tape
• office pins
• slate
• roots and twigs
• pine/fir trees
• Siligum (one package)
• plaster
• scalpel blade
• marker pen
• modeling saw
• pin vice (or an electric mini-drill)
• brushes of various sizes (for painting/washing/
drybrushing)
• pliers and pincers
• icepick
• plastic glue, PVA glue and superglue
• black primer spray
• electric jigsaw*
• electric disc sander*
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After the basic shapes of my terrain were finished,
I now had to distribute various scenic elements
to the bases. This meant getting out my stash of
fir/pine trees and pieces of slate I regularly use
for my terrain. Slate is an incredible type of stone
that allows you to shape it without any effort (or at
least with only minimum effort). It's built from many
layers that can be peeled off and, when the stone's
thickness is reduced enough, it can even be broken
with hands. This is especially useful in smaller
scenic pieces, such as bases for the miniatures
themselves. If you're careful enough, you can drill
through the stone so you can even pin your models to
it and, subsequently, to their bases as well.
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Town Entrance Fences
Once the glue on the trees and slate was dry, I Using the same technique as the town entrance, I
started building the town entrance. I used a few twigs drilled two holes per fence base so that I could pin
that were perfect for the Old West look I was after. the fence posts. Using 5x5mm linden slat, I made
Using my pin-vice, I drilled two holes into the base. I 8 fence posts (2 per base) total, which I chamfered
used a small drillbit to make an insertion big enough along each edge to achieve a worn look. I then pinned
to house the entire pinhead. Using superglue, I glued and glued the fence posts with superglue. Then, I
the two Y-shaped twigs in place and connected them cut eight strips of 2mm thick balsa roughly 12cm
with another twig. Then, I cut several balsa pieces in length and chamfered their edges with a scalpel
(about 5mm wide and 7cm long) for the town sign. blade. I then glued them into place, using two per
fence. To achieve the worn look, I intentionally did not
perfectly align them.
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Outhouse Well
Next was the outhouse. Using 2mm thick balsa wood, I decided not to make the well out of individual planks
I cut four walls and a roof in desired sizes. I glued the like I did with the outhouse. Instead, I used engraved
wall pieces on the appropriate base with superglue. balsa wood to mimic the wooden walls. The vertical
While the wooden bits could be glued with PVA glue, it beams were made from linden slats to provide the
takes longer to set so I opted for superglue instead. well with some structural integrity. The roof was
Once the structure was in place, I added individual made from 2mm thick balsa wood.
planks to the outer walls in an attempt to highlight
the worn effect even more. I cut individual planks at
about 3 to 4mm wide. When the walls were done,
I sprayed the black primer inside because the door
would be slightly ajar when finished. After the primer
was dry, I glued the roof in place and cut a small hole
in the door.
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Making multiple crates
Crate Once the crate was done, I decided to make a mold
out of it. To make molds, I generally use Siligum.
I used engraved balsa wood to make the sides of the Siligum is a mix of two components that, once
crate, just like I had previously done with the well. I combined, sets in 10 minutes and forms a rubbery
glued the sides using superglue, as well. The frame supstance that is great for making molds. Once the
of the crate was done with balsa that I cut to size mold was done, I mixed some plaster and poured it
after adding rivets using office pins. I didn't cut them into my mold. I had my first cast after waiting about
because the crate was big enough to fit entire office a half an hour.
pins. If you decide to build smaller crates, you might
want to consider cutting the pins down to size before
sticking them in to the sides.
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Coal Container Adding Texture
The coal container was made from 0.75mm thick The next task was to add texture to the bases. I
plasticard. At this thickness, plasticard is really covered everything with diluted PVA glue and started
easy to cut, but lacks some structural strength. For adding gravel. Start with the biggest granulate and
that reason, I cut some HD styrofoam to fit inside end with the smallest. I used three different sizes,
the plasticard frame and hold it in place. To glue the ranging from small pebbles to chinchilla sand. I
plasticard, I used plastic cement. When the frame placed the larger pebbles and gravel strategically
was dry, I used the same thickness plasticard to add around the bases to form some clutter. To make sure
detailing to the sides. The rivets were made from blobs that I covered them thoroughly, I disperesed the two
of PVA glue. The inside of the container was covered smallest granulates freely across the terrain. I also
with PVA glue, and the largest pebbles were placed used chinchilla sand to mark the road (on the town
inside to represent coal once it was all painted. entrance piece) and the paths (on the outhouse and
through the forests) to add some variance. When the
texture was dry, I undercoated everything in black
matte primer.
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The slate was painted by drybrushing a 50:50 mixture
Painting of Black and Grey And the next layer was pure Gray.
The finishing highlight was pure White.
After the undercoat was dry, it was time to paint! I
started with the bases first. I wanted the terrain to
fit one theme (and one tabletop), so I used the same
color scheme as I had done with earlier pieces: the
Pebeo Deco color range. I used Brown for the basecoat
and continued drybrushing with Ocre. Lighter shades
were done with a 50:50 mixture of Ocre and White.
The final highlight was done with Antique White. The
road and paths were first basecoated with Brown,
then heavily drybrushed with Ocre and a 50:50
mixture of Ocre and White. The last two highlights The buildings and structures have two different
were Antique White and pure White. This way, I had surfaces and textures: the rooves and the wooden
a visual difference between the normal groundwork walls. I proceeded to paint the walls by drybrushing
and the worn-out road. using a 50:50 mixture of Black and Gray. The next
layer was pure Gray, and the finishing highlight was
Ash Brown. I wasn't satisfied with the result, so I
added another highlight of pure White. The roof was
first painted with a mixture of Black and Gray, and
then a mixture of Gray and Antique White. I then
finsished with almost a pure coat of Antique White.
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tape and washed the balsa sign with a diluted mixture
of black wash just to stain it a bit. When the wash
was dry, I wrote “Malifaux” on the sign.
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Vegetation
After the painting was finished, it was time to add
the vegetation to the bases. I first decided to re-plant
some of the pine trees. Using superglue to fix the
trees in place, I guided the wire on the bottom of the
trees into the small hole of the tree trunk. Before
gluing, I made sure that the trees fit their trunks by
doing a quick mock-up of the assembly.
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The Northern Junction
Bob Kuzmeski
Neil Henry swung his sledgehammer in a graceful “Don’t know how you’re still working,” Dexter said.
arc, pounding a rail spike into the ground with violent He pointed his chin back towards the base camp.
efficiency. With his height, strength, and speed, “The rest of the workers broke for lunch half an hour
he drew a lot of attention in the rail yard. Rumors ago. Even in my prime, I couldn’t have kept going as
swirled that Grumman Rail Lines was on its last leg; long as you do.”
a representative for Condor Rails had been seen
speaking with the owner, which usually meant that “Sure you could’ve,” Neil said. He picked up his
the larger company was looking to make a buy-out. hammer and balanced it on one hand, its shaft
If the narrow gauge extension between Ridley and a parallel to the ground. “See how she balances? It’s
new mining outpost north of the town, the company like I’ve been telling you, it’s a combination of hard
wouldn’t have much of a choice in the matter. work and quality tools. Nothing more to it than that.”
Fortunately, Neil Henry was single-handedly getting
the project back on track. Dexter waved away his attempt to be inspiring. “It
don’t matter. We’ll probably be replaced by rail-driving
Neil took a break to dab at the sweat running down machines soon, especially if we miss that deadline.”
his bald head. He and his wife Paula had taken a
big chance uprooting their lives and crossing over to Neil doubted Dexter’s assumption, but he kept those
Malifaux. Luckily, it didn’t take long for him to find a doubts to himself. Their boss, Walter Grumman,
better paying job than the one he’d held back on Earth. prided himself on relying on humans to get the job
done. The company didn’t own any constructs, and
“Got us some water,” Dexter said as he approached though the decision had no doubt caused them to
with two big buckets. Though much smaller than lose contracts to larger, more automated companies,
Neil, the old man still managed to keep up with him. Grumman was adamant about not shifting his work
Usually, Dexter hauled track pieces back and forth, force over to machines. It was the reason Neil took
allowing Neil to focus on setting them and hammering the job at Grumman Rail Lines: he wanted to work
them down. for a man that cared about people. If Grumman
thought he could keep his company afloat while his
“Obliged,” Neil said, taking a bucket to his mouth competitors turned to cheaper machine labor, who
and drinking half of it in large gulps. The older man was Neil to argue?
sipped more slowly, drinking out of a ladle he carried
with him in place of a proper mug.
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“Not much to worry about,” Neil said. “We’re gonna around to the other side of his desk and lowered
make it. ‘Sides, you’re safe. You’ve worked hard, himself into a large chair. “Don’t worry, son, you’re
you’re loyal, and you’ve got experience. Grumman’s not in trouble. Quite the contrary! I called you in here
not going to let you go.” to thank you in person.”
Dexter scoffed. “Loyalty doesn’t mean anything “Sir?” Neil couldn’t imagine what he did to deserve
when money’s tight. Eventually, Grumman’s gonna gratitude beyond his salary.
do what’s best for him, and that means bringing in
machines. It’s that or risk going under and seeing his Grumman leaned forward and clasped his hands
company sucked up Condor Rails.” together atop his desk. “My company has a history
of making deadlines. Before you came on board, it
“Then I suggest we get back to work so it doesn’t was starting to look like we weren’t going to make
come to that,” Neil answered. He grabbed his this one. That bastard Aucaman had been breathing
hammer and started swinging, hammering the rails down our necks, and the penalties we’d have to pay
into place as Dexter placed the wooden ties and out if we messed the deadline...” He shook his head.
steel lines ahead of him. “Well, let’s just say that figuring out how to get us
caught up was keeping me up at night. Turns out, all
An hour later, the foreman whistled, pulling Neil out I needed was you.”
of his work-trance. “Henry! Boss wants to see you.”
The man hooked his thumb over his shoulder for Neil’s nervousness gave way to the awkwardness
additional emphasis. he felt whenever complimented. “I can’t take all of
the credit, sir. I’ve got a good man working with me.
Neil lowered his hammer and wiped the sweat from Dexter keeps our supplies stocked so we always
his brow. “What do you suppose he wants?” have what we need, and he’s good at -“
“Bossman’s probably gonna give you a handshake Grumman waved a hand dismissively. “No need to be
and a pat on the back,” Dexter snorted. “He thinks humble. I built this company from the ground up, and
that’s good for morale. Probably gonna give you a I know the value of a man. As good as Dexter is, he’s
bonus, too.” getting a bit long in the tooth; he just can’t lay rail
with the speed we need of him. That’s why I moved
The bitter edge in the old man’s voice caught Neil by him to driving rail to setting it when we brought you
surprise and made him uneasy. He considered saying on.”
something but eventually decided that it was best
not to keep the boss waiting. Neil felt sick. Dexter never mentioned that he’d been
demoted so they could give his job to Neil. Suddenly,
some of the bitterness from earlier was starting to
make sense.
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“You’ve earned it!” Grumman chuckled as he leaned
back in his chair. “Keep it quiet, though. Plenty of the
men out there work like slugs and still expect a big
payout each week. They wouldn’t like knowing that
a newcomer is already making more than them, you Neil wasn’t sure what to tell Dexter when he got
see?” back. He didn’t like knowing that he had taken the
man’s job. He also didn’t like knowing that his peers
Neil nodded in agreement before leaving the office. chose to drag their feet, even with a major deadline
looming.
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every surface of the room. An iron skillet lay on the
ground next to a small smattering of blood. Crimson
streaks trailed through the white powder, alongside
some footprints and drag marks.
At quitting time, Neil marched down the rails to the
base camp, a small Contract Town with a number He also found a note in the kitchen, impaled on the
instead of a name. There had been buildings wall with a carving knife.
surrounding a half-dug mine when the first settlers
arrived and the miners had moved into them without “The tracks miss their deadline or you never see
a second thought. Even with the rail workers making them again.”
their temporary stay in the town, there were more
than enough of the abandoned buildings to house Neil tore the note free from the knife, read it again,
them all. and threw it to the ground. He braced himself against
a wall with one hand and fought back the bile rising in
Neil went straight to Dexter’s house. It was a bit his throat. Kidnappers had taken his family.
ramshackle, with a door that had clearly much newer
than the rest of the weathered and faded structure. His mind raced as he tried to decide what to do.
He knocked on the door, politely at first, but then with The Contract Town only had the one sheriff, and he
increasing annoyance when the old man refused to was older than even Dexter. Even if the kidnappers
answer. didn’t kill his family for speaking with the sheriff, he
doubted what the man could even do to help them.
Eventually, he sighed and glanced at the rail line that
connected the town to Ridley. He and Dexter had He could damage the rail or work slower, give in to
put those rails down just last month, and already their demands, but that certainly didn’t guarantee
the town seemed larger and more prosperous. He that they wouldn’t just kill his family anyways. What if
debated swinging by the tavern to see if Dexter was his family could identify them?
there, but the sun was almost completely set. He
could always ask the old man about the tools in the His panic and fear gradually gave way to anger. He
morning, he decided. wanted to hurt whoever took his family from him. He
wanted to throw them to the ground, place a boot
As he started down the street toward his own right between their shoulder blades, and show them
borrowed home, he glanced back at Dexter’s house. just what he could do with his hammer.
A curtain in the window seemed to move, but Neil
couldn’t tell if it was a trick of the light or if the old Neil’s hands curled into fists as he glanced toward
man was actually home and hiding from him. the door. He might not know who the kidnappers
were, but he was pretty sure that he wasn’t the only
one being blackmailed.
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Neil forced the door open and stormed into Dexter’s wearily explained. “Transportation is the lifeblood
home. “They took my family!” He wheeled around to of progress and, therefore, it is a very lucrative
face the smaller man. “What do you know?” business. Unscrupulous men like Aucaman have no
problem stooping to questionable tactics to put their
“Two days,” Dexter cried as he stumbled away from competitors out of business. This wouldn’t be the
Neil. “Just… two days. That’s the deadline, see?” He first time I’ve faced a scheme like this.”
raised his hands defensively. “You just need to slow
down a bit. Don’t work so hard. You just take a load “You’re not concerned?” Neil asked, shocked.
off and then when the deadline passes, they’ll let
your family go.” “About you and your family? Yes, I am absolutely
concerned. I’m just not surprised.” He motioned to a
Neil ran a hand over his bald head. “How did they map of the rail line hanging on one wall of his office.
get you?” Dates were scratched onto the map in red and black
ink next to each stretch of track, marking when it was
Dexter lowered his eyes in shame as he rubbed the completed. “Once we reached this town, problems
back of his neck. “Money. More than I make in half emerged. Broken gear, mysterious illnesses during
a year. More than that cheap bastard ever paid us, pivotal moments, all right when Aucaman’s people
but it was only supposed to be missing tools, slow came into town.” He casted an accusing glare at
work… I didn’t think they’d bring your family into this.” Dexter, who slunk down into his chair in shame.
Neil tried to spit, but his throat was so raw that he “So what do we do?” Neil asked, ignoring his guilty
couldn’t produce the saliva. “How could you…?” coworker.
“I didn’t know it would come to this!” Dexter was “They have to be somewhere here in town,” Grumman
exasperated. “Besides, you brought this on yourself! replied. “There haven’t been any trains from Ridley
Condor Rails was hovering over the company like a since two nights ago, and someone would have
vulture, just waiting for us to go under. We all know noticed them being marched out into the surrounding
how Aucaman does business. Did you think they hills during the day.”
wouldn’t notice when you showed up out of nowhere
and started getting us back on schedule?” Dexter frowned. “They would have needed multiple
people to grab your wife and kid,” he mumbled. “They
Neil kicked a nearby chair, collapsing it into a pile of couldn’t risk trying it with just one person.”
wood, springs, and padding. Dexter let out a sudden
yelp, fear instantly gleaming in his eyes. When he Neil lowered his head and pressed the palms of
spoke, his voice was slow and hard, like steel. “If you his hands against his eyes. “While I was laying
want to live, you’ll help me find my family.” track today, after the tools went missing, some of
the workers left. I thought they were just cutting out
early…”
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Neil raised his head and looked to Grumman in
desperation. “How do we find out where they’re being
held?”
Grumman leaned back in his chair and shrugged. Neil peered through the window of the billiard hall
“You ask.” and saw his family. Paula sat stiffly in a wooden chair.
Timmy was next to her, but his head rested in his
hands as he cried through his exhaustion. DuPont
sat close to them, with a cigarette hanging from his
lip and a shotgun resting on his lap.
Before the morning shift, Grumman gathered the He wasn’t alone. Two rail-driving constructs
men for a rousing speech. He proclaimed the tools accompanied him, each of them positioned near one
had been repaired, and that today marked start of of the entrances. Each was boxy and only vaguely
a massive, final push to the end. Dowd, Baird, and humanoid, with wide, gripping feet designed to let
Neiman stood near the back of the group, smirking it safely lumber across the uneven terrain of the
in private amusement as they listened to their boss’ Northern Hills. One of their hands was a simple,
speech. Neil couldn’t help but notice that DuPont clamp-like pincer, while the other was a large,
wasn’t present. actuated driving hammer more than twice the size
of Neil’s own weapon. Their boilers were simmering
When the group broke, Neil followed John Neiman in an idle state, and he could see wisps of steam
down the rails. Grumman had assigned them both to playing along the dirty ceiling.
the far end of the track while he went over some new
safety procedures with the other workers. Neiman Neil didn’t have much of a plan; it was hard to think
walked with his hands crossed beneath his head, with his family right there in front of him. DuPont
like a man with no cares in the world. He hadn’t even didn’t seem as anxious as he had expected, but Neil
brought a hammer with him. still had the element of surprise. He desperately
hoped that it would provide enough of an advantage
Neil had intended to lull the wiry man into a false to get his family out safely.
sense of security with some casual conversation, but
as soon as Neiman started complaining about the Hammer in hand, Neil moved to the door and stood
job, it was like a switch flipped in Neil’s brain. His there, eyes closed, as he took a deep breath and
anger boiled to the surface, and he rushed Neiman prepared himself for the battle to come. He had
like an enraged bull. The unexpected attack caught never been a fighter, and the idea of facing down a
Neiman unaware and shouldered the mousey man man with a shotgun – let alone two constructs – was
down to the ground. terrifying. Nevertheless, his family was in danger.
Neil stood over Neiman with his hammer in hand. Neil raised his foot and kicked the door with all his
might. It splintered and broke around the knob, and
“Don’t kill me!” Neiman begged, with raised hands by the time that DuPont was turning toward him in
futilely attempting to protect himself. surprise, Neil was already in motion. He pushed
through the shattered remains of the door and
“Where’s my family?!” shouldered the rail construct in front of him to the
side, briefly knocking it off balance and forcing it to
“Derby’s Billiard Hall,” Neiman quivered as he soiled step backwards to remain upright. DuPont brought up
himself. “West side of town.” his shotgun, but it was pointed the wrong way, and he
lost precious seconds turning it around.
“Thanks.” Neil brought his hammer down so quickly
that Neiman barely had time to scream. Neil’s strike was rewarded with the sound of
bones snapping. His hammer came down on the
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Frenchman’s wrist, shattering it into jagged shards With incredible force, Neil stepped forward and
of pain and knocking the weapon to the floor. DuPont swung his hammer into the machine’s chest. Steel
howled in shock and pain as he tumbled forward, shattered as the hammer struck, and the construct
pulled out of his chair by momentum. tumbled backwards into a heap of misshapen limbs
and warped metal. Steam billowed from the fallen
Paula and Timmy made a break for it as soon as machine and filled the room as its cracked boiler
the action started. She grabbed her son and dragged started to emit a shrill, piercing shriek.
him behind a billiards table, which she shouldered
over onto its side with surprising strength. “Neil! Be Neil stumbled toward it, ignored the pain lancing up
careful!” she shouted as they took cover. his spine as he raised his hammer, and brought it
down once again on the machine’s chest. The piercing
The rail construct that Neil hadn’t shouldered whine ended in a loud crunch of collapsing steel.
aside clomped toward him, its every step causing
the floorboards beneath it to groan in protest. Neil “Dad, look out!” Neil turned at the sound of his son’s
grabbed DuPont by the collar and hurled him into the voice to see DuPont standing up. His right hand was
machine, knocking both of them to the floor. a bloody mess, but he had still managed to retrieve
the shotgun.
A train hit Neil right between the shoulder blades.
He staggered forward and slammed into the wall “You son of a…” DuPont used the gun to motion for
as pain blistered up his back. Ribs cracked. His Neil to drop his hammer, oblivious to Paula quietly
body screaming in protest, he turned to see what peeling away from the pool table. She grabbed
had slammed into him: the first rail construct, now a stuck a pool cue and stuck it between his legs,
recovered from its brief vertigo and stomping toward tumbling him to the ground in front of Neil. He wasted
him, pneumatic hammer raised above its head. no time in finishing the man off.
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Neil rested until noon, then he was back on the job, Paula dabbed at Neil’s forehead with a cool rag as
hammering rail and ignoring the pain lancing up his his eyes fluttered open. He was in his home, in his
back with each swing of his hammer. Dexter was bed, but something was squeezing his chest. A hand
at his side, laying down ties and rails with renewed reached up and felt gauze. His chest was wrapped.
vigor. He barely spoke a word to Neil.
“You have a visitor,” Paula whispered in his ear before
Near the end of the work day, the sheriff arrived backing away.
with Paula to arrest Baird and Dowd, who quickly
confessed to their part in the kidnapping once they Neil sat up to see a Chinese woman standing at the
learned about Neiman’s and DuPont’s deaths. foot of his bed. Her arms were crossed in front of her,
and her long, black hair was pulled back in a severe
When the shift ended, Neil kept working. Grumman ponytail. “Impressive work, Mr. Henry. The stories
set up lanterns along the way, and Neil worked were so unbelievable that I had to come see your
tirelessly through the night, pushing the rail line work for myself.”
steadily northward. When Dexter tried to keep up but
was forced to return home, Neil laid his own rail and “Wasn’t nothing,” he murmured, still a bit delirious.
ties. It slowed his progress, but the line continued to His mouth felt dry, and he looked around for a cup
steadily stretch onward. of water.
When noon came the next day, Neil was still working. “On the contrary.” A thin ghost of a smile appeared
Sweat was pouring down his body, every muscle in on Mei Feng’s face. “I’ve spoken with Mr. Grumman.
his body ached, but he refused to stop. The other We both agree that your talents could be put to better
workers, surprised at how much work Neil had done use working directly for the Foundry.”
since the night before, rallied to the cause and
worked alongside him, clapping him on the back or Neil frowned, not entirely certain what she was
offering him words of admiration as he worked. Even offering. “I just want to work,” he murmured, smiling
Paula and Timmy came out to visit him during his one in appreciation as his wife handed him a glass of
and only break. water. “Mr. Grumman treats us right. Things will be
tough for him without me.”
At the end of the day, Grumman stood at the end of the
line and looked northward, where the low silhouette Mei Feng’s smile widened. “I can appreciate that sort
of the next mining town was outlined from the west of loyalty. Do not concern yourself with Mr. Grumman.
by the setting sun. “We did it,” he said, shaking his In light of his issues with Condor Rails, he has
head in disbelief. “Damnedest thing I ever saw.” decided to contract all his future rail work out to the
Foundry. You will still be working on his rail lines, just
Neil finally lowered the head of his hammer to the with a more reliable crew. A crew that treats you like
ground and leaned onto it, both hands resting on the a part of the family, instead of a liability.”
end of the handle. “Think I’m going to take a rest,
boss.” “That…” Neil cast a glance at his wife, who offered
a small nod of approval. “That sounds good to me.”
Grumman turned just in time to see Neil collapse to
the ground.
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Bad Medicine
A ONE-SHOT ADVENTURE FOR THROUGH THE BREACH
CRSC 8R: “And he will be paid his price” could refer As you disembark, you see a blonde woman
to Oxohuatl’s demanded payment. in workman’s clothes waiting on the platform
beside a similarly dressed man. The man has his
ALAC 2t: “When you reach the tree of knowledge” arm in a sling, and the woman is holding a sign
with your names on it as she waits expectantly
could refer to Oxohuatl’s home in the forest.
for someone to approach her.
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agitated, and when one of the workers attempted to
open the tomb, the Nephilim attacked. Most of their Scene 1: The Reluctant Guide
crew – a full twenty men and women – were killed in
the attack, with only the Holdredges and a pair of Once the Fated agree to help the couple, Llewelyn
porters escaping. Unfortunately, Hayward’s arm was hastily excuses herself to go prepare the supplies.
badly mauled in the confusion. As soon as she’s out of sight, Hayward speaks up.
Read the following text:
Worse yet, Llewelyn explains, Hayward was splashed
with the Black Blood of the Nephilim while defending Hayward steps closer and lowers his voice to a
her, and he seems to have become infected with confidential murmur. “Look, I’ve seen what these
some sort of spreading malady. When they returned Nephilim are capable of doing. Llewelyn is clinging
to Fortune Falls, some of her contacts identified the to the hope of a cure, and I’m willing to go along
infection as Blood Sickness, an insidious disease that with it for her sake, no matter the odds. This
gradually transforms humans into Nephilim hybrids. infection, though… it turns you into one of those
things. If something happens and the cure doesn’t
Read the following text: look possible, well… I want you to do what you
have to do in order to keep my wife safe.”
If the Fated decline to assist the Holdredges, the Hayward raises his hand to shield his mouth as
couple is noticeably upset but thank them for their he stage-whispers to you. “He doesn’t talk all that
time. The Fated’s former employer will, of course, much.”
want their advance pay returned and may even hold
a grudge against the Fated for refusing to help his/
her friends.
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Oscar is a former lumberjack who was caught up in It takes three days to reach the shaman. At the end of
a battle with the Nephilim around ten months ago. each Duration (i.e., after each day of travel), compare
He survived the battle but soon realized that he the number of accumulated Success Requirements
had been infected by their Black Blood. The disease made on this Ongoing Challenge to the number of
progressed for weeks before a Terror Tot darted up Failure Requirements. If the number of accumulated
to him in the forest and delivered a message: the Success Requirements is greater than the number
Nephilim Shaman Oxohuatl claimed that he could of Failure Requirements, then the characters have
remove the infection in exchange for his services managed to travel in the right direction and lower the
as a spy in Fortune Falls. Oscar readily agreed to remaining time it will take to reach their destination
the process and has been keeping up his end of the by 1 day.
bargain ever since.
If the number of Success and Failure Requirements
If the Fated ask Oscar about what happened to him, are tied, the characters spend the day disagreeing
they must succeed on a TN 10 Bewitch Challenge to over which direction is correct and make no
get him to say anything more than a few grunts about progress towards their destination. If the number of
how he already told his story to the Holdredges. On accumulated Failure Requirements is greater than
a success, he goes into the very basics, about how the number of Success Requirements, then the
he was injured and found a shaman to heal him. He’s characters have wandered off course and become
vague on the specifics, and a TN 8 Scrutiny Challenge lost; the remaining time it will take to reach their
reveals that he’s leaving out some important details. destination increases by 1 day.
If the Fated press the matter (with a TN 8 Intimidate
Challenge), he reluctantly admits that the healer was After each Duration, the Fated encounter a certain
a Nephilim and lifts his shirt to reveal a series of hazard, as described below:
scars from where the Nephilim cut him and cured
his condition. In no circumstances does Oscar reveal Day 1: Have the Fated make TN 9 Notice Challenges.
that he is working as a spy; he knows that doing so Those who succeed notice the winged, blue-
would get him killed. skinned forms of Young Nephilim, one per Fated,
watching them from the treetops from eight to ten
Once the Fated are ready to depart, Oscar leads yards away. If the Fated attack the Nephilim, they
them into the forest. His directions are a bit suspect, screech and fly into combat, fighting until they’re
and while he manages to generally keep them on reduced to 2 Wounds or less, at which point they
track, he does tend to wander off course and require attempt to retreat. Because of the heavy trees
correction from time to time. Oscar claims that it is and underbrush, the forest is considered to be
a three day trip, so the Holdredges have packed ten composed entirely of Severe Terrain. Stats for the
days’ worth of food, just to be on the safe side. Young Nephilim can be found on page @@. During
the fight, any of the Fated can treat the Holdredges
The journey is handled with an Ongoing Challenge: as if they were subordinate characters; they use
the Archaeologist stats found on page @@. Oscar
To the Shaman’s Hut We Go does not participate in the fight and is not attacked
• Skills Allowed: Track, Wilderness by the Nephilim (they do not wish to kill their spy).
• Target Number: 10 If the Fated do not attack the Nephilim, they watch
• Duration: 1 day the group for a few minutes and then take fly away
• Success Requirement: (see below) to report back to their older kin.
• Failure Requirement: (see below)
The Track Skill allows the characters to follow game Day 2: As the group is traveling, Llewelyn asks for
trails and Nephilim footprints toward their goal (which a short break to answer the call of nature. She
might raise suspicion the first time the Fated try to wanders away from the trail to relieve herself, only
assist Oscar in doing so), while the Wilderness Skill to trip over an exposed root and tumble down into
is used for following Oscar’s directions even when he a short gully filled with some resting snakes. The
gets confused or turned around. Fated can hear her shout of surprise, followed by
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the sounds of something (i.e., Llewelyn) crashing
through the underbrush. Scene 2: Ancient Medicine
The snakes bite Llewelyn before she can get away. When the Fated arrive at the shaman’s residence,
If the Fated succeed on a TN 10 Doctor Challenge, read the following text:
they are able to properly treat the bites and remove
most of the venom. On a failure, however, her leg The game trail you are following expands out into a
swells up and becomes painful to walk upon, full path, eventually coming to an end at the base
granting her the Useless Limb Condition and of an ancient knotwood tree. Easily thirty feet wide,
increasing the TNs of this Ongoing Challenge by +1 its tangled roots reach up into the air, forming a
as the group is forced to compensate for her injury. sort of damp, wooden crown.
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Once she does so, read the following text: If the Fated attack the shaman, its stats can be
found on page 43. At the start of the third round
of combat, three Young Nephilim burst in from the
The gnarled fingers of the old shaman reach up
surrounding forest and join the battle. No matter
under his mask, stroking his chin as he stares at
what, the shaman refuses to perform the ritual if the
Oscar, who had been trying very hard to avoid being
noticed. “What you ask is rarely done. When one is Fated attack it, even when threatened with death.
given the blessings of the blood, only a fool would He’s old and spiteful.
reject it. Some have been flayed for asking such
things.”
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group of five archaeologists dig through the marked
Scene 3: The Dig Site area, carefully gathering up whatever Nephilim
artifacts they find and stowing them in straw-filled
The expedition that Oxohuatl wants the Fated to wooden boxes.
destroy is from the Malifaux Museum of Natural
History. The researchers are working under a Guild There are two main ways of getting rid of the
charter, and as a result, they have a contingent of humans and returning the uncovered artifacts to
Guild guardsmen accompanying them as protection Oxohuatl. The first and more obvious would be an
from the Neverborn. The camp is a day’s travel from armed attack. The guards are alert and paying full
the shaman’s tree, but as long as the Fated are attention to their surroundings, so it takes a TN 6
working for Oxohuatl, the Nephilim will begrudgingly Stealth Challenge (with a - modifier) to sneak up on
allow the Fated to pass unmolested. them. On a success, the guardsmen are surprised
(and thus, are Slow on the first round of Dramatic
When the Fated arrive at the camp, read the following Time). The sleeping guardsmen wake up when they
text: hear gunshots and join the battle six rounds later, at
the top of the round. If the Fated fail, the guardsmen
A wiry young Nephilim guides you through the catch them sneaking up on the camp and open fire
forest, scurrying from one shadow to the next as (they are paranoid about Dopplegangers and are
she keeps a look out for more dangerous prey… or under orders to shoot anyone that approaches the
perhaps members of other tribes. “Much fighting camp).
between tribes,” she tells you before you rest for
the night. She motions to the deep brands burned If at least half the guardsmen are killed or disabled and
into her purple-blue flesh. “I am Izel, of Oxohuatl’s the Fated are human, the rest will attempt to surrender.
brood. We fight strong against brood-mother. Fight
Their stats can be found on page 44. The archaeologists
for Nekima, for dead queen of blood. Soon, you
take cover and avoid combat, but if pressed into battle,
humans will be bones in our teeth.”
their stats can be found on page 44.
In the morning, Izel guides you to a clearing in a
sunken area of the forest. An ancient, moss-covered Alternatively, the Fated could try to talk to the
stone stands at the center of the clearing, depicting archaeologists. So long as the Fated aren’t sneaking
a humanoid shape so worn by time that it is all but up or acting suspicious, they can attempt TN 4
impossible to make anything more than its general Bewitch or Deceive Challenges (with a - modifier)
shape. A group of tents surround the statue in a to convince the guards to let them speak with the
lose ring, and they’re patrolled by men and women
archaeologists. On a failure, the guardsmen open
wearing the bright red coats of the Guild. The long
fire on the Fated as noted above. On a success,
beams of sunlight streaming down from overhead
gleam off rifle barrels and ram’s head badges. Near the Fated can speak with Ethel Oren, the expedition
the center of the camp, the upturned dirt has been head. She’s unwilling to simply drop everything and
divided into a grid of twine and small paper slips. return to the city, but a successful TN 11 Deceive
or Intimidate Challenge is enough to convince her
that it’s time to leave the forest behind her. If the
Fated also attempt to convince her to turn over the
Izel wishes the Fated good luck and retreats into the artifacts that she has uncovered, they suffer a - to
woods. this Challenge.
The camp is organized into a roughly thirty yard Once the Fated have dealt with the camp and retrieved
wide circle surrounding the dig site, which a TN 10 the artifacts, they can return to Oxohuatl to complete
History Challenge can identify as a Nephilim burial their end of the bargain. Izel reappears when they are
site. One Guild Guardsman per Fated is patrolling finished and leads them back to the camp.
the perimeter of the camp at all times, with an equal
number sleeping in the tents within. During the day, a
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Conclusion
If the Fated managed to return the artifacts to If the Fated fail to retrieve the artifacts and cure
Oxohuatl, he holds up his end of the bargain and Hayward, then he impresses upon them the need to
begins the ritual that will remove the Black Blood be put out of his misery before he hurt someone.
from Hayward’s body. He leads the group to a circle Lewellyn objects to anything of the sort, and if the
of standing stones near his home and begins the Fated side with her husband, she vows to see her
ritual at sundown. By the time the dawn comes, both “murdered” husband avenged. On the other hand, if
Oxohuatl and Hayward are exhausted and sweating, the Fated spare Hayward’s life, he remains with his
though the latter has been purged of his infection. wife for a few months longer, chasing one hopeless
With the ritual finished, the shaman speaks with Izel cure after another. Eventually, the change takes him
and has her safely guide the Fated out of the forest. and he kills his wife before fleeing into the forest.
Gifted with Nephilim traits but with a human’s
It’s possible that Oxohuatl might help the Fated in understanding of technology (not to mention a grudge
the future, either with removing the Blood Sickness against the Fated), he could make for an interesting
disease in other characters or with completely antagonist for the Fated in future adventures.
unrelated tasks. Each time, however, the
shaman requires the Fated
to come into greater conflict
with the Guild and humanity
as a whole.
Blood Sickness
Characters who become exposed to the
Black Blood of the Nephilim may contract
Blood Sickness, a supernatural disease that
slowly transforms the infected character into
a Nephilim.
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Young Nephilim
Minion (6), Living, Nephilim
Black Blood: All characters without Black Blood within 1 Mature: If this character kills a Living non-Nephilim
yard suffer 1 damage when this character suffers damage. character of Enforcer, Henchman, or Master rank, or a
character with the Fated Characteristic, with a y attack,
Pounce: When an enemy character ends a push or move it may feast upon the character's remains to become a
within this character's engagement range that is not Mature Nephilim. All damage and Conditions on this
part of a Walk or Charge Action, this character may character are removed.
immediately take a (1) AP Close Combat attack against
the enemy character. (1) Talons (Pugilism)
Grow: If this character kills a Living non-Nephilim character AV: 6M (12M) ====== Rg: y1 ======= Resist: Df
with a y attack, it may feast upon the character's Target suffers 2/4/5 damage.
remains to become a Young Nephilim. All damage and R Blood Frenzy: After damaging, take this Action again
Conditions on this character are removed. against the same target.
M Toss Away: After damaging, push the target up to 4
(1) Blackened Claws (Martial Arts) yards in any direction.
AV: 5 (10) ========= Rg: y1 ======= Resist: Df M Feed the Brood: After killing the target, push the target's
Target suffers 1/2/4 damage. corpse up to 4 yards in any direction. If the corpse
ends within the engagement range of a friendly Terror
(0) Sprint (Athletics) Tot, that Terror Tot may count as having killed the
This character may discard a card to take a Walk Action. target for the purposes of its Grow ability.
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Black Blood Shaman
Enforcer (8), Living, Nephilim
Mature Nephilim
Enforcer (8), Living, Nephilim Might Grace Speed Resilience
2 2 3 2
Might Grace Speed Resilience Charm Intellect Cunning Tenacity
4 3 3 4 -2 3 3 3
Charm Intellect Cunning Tenacity Defense Walk Height Initiative
-2 3 2 3 5 (13) 6 2 5 (13)
Defense Walk Height Initiative Willpower Charge Wounds
4 (12) 6 3 5 (13) 5 (13) 7 7
Willpower Charge Wounds
5 (13) 7 10 Skills: Alchemistry 1, Enchanting 3R, History 3, Melee 3,
Navigation 2, Notice 2, Prestidigitation 3M, Pugilism 2,
Toughness 2, Track 2, Wilderness 2.
Skills: Athletics 3, Evade 3, Melee 2, Notice 2, Pugilism 3M,
Toughness 4, Track 2, Wilderness 3.
Black Blood: All characters without Black Blood within 1
yard suffer 1 damage when this character suffers damage.
Armor +1: Reduce all damage suffered by this character by
+1, to a minimum of 1. Flight: This character is immune to falling damage and may
ignore any terrain or other characters when moving.
Black Blood: All characters without Black Blood within 1
yard suffer 1 damage when this character suffers damage.
(1) Talons (Pugilism)
Flight: This character is immune to falling damage and may
AV: 4 (12) ========= Rg: y1 ======= Resist: Df
ignore any terrain or other characters when moving.
Target suffers 2/4/5 damage.
Terrifying (Living) (12): Enemy Living characters must
(1) Sacrifical Blade (Melee)
pass a TN 12 Horror Duel when they end their turn
AV: 5 (13) ========= Rg: y1 ======= Resist: Df
within this character's engagement range or target this
Target suffers 1/3/4 damage.
character with a harmful action.
R Blood's Favor: After succeeding, a character within 3
yards heals an amount of damage equal to the damage
(1) Monstrous Talons (Pugilism)
inflicted by this attack.
AV: 7M (15M) ====== Rg: y2 ======= Resist: Df
Target suffers 4/5/6 damage. (1) Burn the Blood (Enchanting/Cunning)
mt Charge Through: After succeeding against an enemy AV: 6R (14R) === TN: 10R == Range: 2 yards === Resist: Df
character, instead of dealing damage, push the target Target Living character suffers 1/2/3 damage and gains
4 yards away from this character. If this character is the following Condition for 1 minute: "Excrutiating
not engaged, it may take a Charge Action against a Pain: At the start of this character's turn, it must pass
different target. a TN 10 Toughness Challenge or suffer 1 damage." If
MC Rip in Half: After killing the target, all enemy the target has Black Blood, it instead gains the following
characters within p6 must immediately perform a TN Condition for one minute: "Regeneration +1: This
12 Horror Duel. character heals 1 damage at the start of its turn during
Dramatic Time."
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Adam Kulhavy (Order #11901281)
Guild Guardsman
Minion (5), Living, Guardsman
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Adam Kulhavy (Order #11901281)
Adam Kulhavy (Order #11901281)
Adam Kulhavy (Order #11901281)
Nemesis
Mason Crawford
Part One
Lady Justice flicked her blade, cleaning the ichor The Judge looked down at the woman’s exploded
from it as the ghoulish, three-headed beast slumped face. He turned his head one way, then the other,
to the ground. Even without sight, she could tell that trying to imagine what she might have looked like
it was a nightmarish abomination that had been while still alive. “I suppose so. Not a redhead, so I
stitched together from multiple creatures. can’t say that I’m all that interested, but someone
else might find her so.”
“One thing you can say about the Ressers, they
don’t lack an imagination.” The Judge knelt down Justice smirked as she lifted a beaker of some
beside the creature’s master, a woman dressed unidentifiable substance and used her other hand
in a dirty green ballroom gown. Its hem was torn, to waft the vapors toward her. Her nose wrinkled
tattered, and dirty, and its sleeves were stained at the unmistakable scent of embalming fluid, and
dark with dried blood around the wrists. Her head her smile disappeared in an instant. “The foreman’s
was partially missing, blown half apart by the bullet complicit with her presence here, then. Possibly the
that took her life. owner.” She gestured to the two Death Marshals
who were reloading their pistols near the door. “I
“It wasn’t hers.” Justice carefully stepped around want the male employees rounded up and held for
the necromancer’s body, her attention upon the questioning. Anyone who spends time on the factory
makeshift laboratory behind her. They had tracked floor.”
the woman to a factory basement in the Industrial
Zone. At first, Justice had suspected that the The Judge stood up and brushed the dirt from his
necromancer was just using the basement as a knees with gloved hands. “Just the men?” he asked,
temporary shelter, but when they arrived, they had his voice questioning.
found what could only be described as an undead
assembly line. The strange thing, to her mind, was She set the beaker down and sighed. “All the
that the factory above them was still operational. employees, then. Just in case.”
“The necromancer, is she attractive?”
The Judge nodded in understanding. “The papers “Maybe…” Justice wasn’t convinced, and that
are all medical diagrams, but they’re hand-drawn. All carried into her voice. After a moment, she shook
human.” He caught sight of something on the other her head. “In any case, let’s go speak with the
side of the room, crossed over to it, and patted the workers. I don’t think we’re going to learn anything
top of its case with his hand. “Guess what we have else down here.”
here?”
The Judge nodded in agreement and followed her
“Aethervox,” she replied, knowing the answer. up the stairs, leaving the severed and mutilated
corpses of the dead behind them, for now.
He flicked the power on, filling the room with a
rambling monologue on the proper bolts to use when
affixing steel to bone. He listened for a moment,
rolled his eyes, and then turned the radio-like device
back off. “Looks like another of Von Schtook’s
students.” “You spend my time carelessly, like a beggar
with coins.” Yan Lo’s staff tapped against the
“Not the chimera, though.” Lady Justice went back cobblestones, the iron rings dangling from its end
to the abomination’s side and knelt down beside clanked together with each step. His robes were
its bisected corpse. She ran her fingers over its dark green with gold trim, adorned with sashes of
decaying flesh until she found the stitches, then blood-red cloth. His long hair was pulled back into a
followed them for a few inches. “Tight stitching, all ponytail that swayed slowly in an unfelt breeze.
flesh to flesh. None of the metal substructures or
replacement limbs that Von Schtook’s people use “My apologies, elder one.” In contrast to Yan
to join pieces.” Lo’s mystical appearance, Nicodem’s was almost
mundane. He was dressed, as always, in a formal
“Someone else, then?” The Judge returned to her suit with a duster pulled over top of it, a concession
side and toed the other half of the chimera with his toward the cool night. The moonlight gleamed off
boot. “Seamus, maybe?” the steel of his prosthetic leg and was reflected
in the round lenses of his glasses. “It was my
She smiled at the familiar joke. “It’s not wearing a understanding that the Nipponese considered it
dress.” Justice stood, head still turned down toward rude to speak of business without first engaging in
the creature as she sorted through her thoughts. harmless small talk.”
The Judge took the opportunity to reload his pistol. The ancient sorcerer cast a sharp glance at
When she still hadn’t said anything further, he took Nicodem. “That the Three Kingdoms are united in
a guess at what she was thinking. “Him again?” this time does not mean it was always so, nor that
It didn’t do anything to improve his mood. “To the very beginning.” She
reached up and tapped
two pins near the
Governor’s Mansion.
One was red and the
other was yellow. “This
One entire wall of Lady Justice’s office had been is the first documented
plastered with a large map of the city. The different
districts of the city were denoted by raised lines,
as were the outer walls and the boundaries of the
river. There were pins of varying colors and shapes
pushed into various places around the map, and
many of them were connected by thin lengths of
colored string.
“Prompting the creation of the Death Marshals,” the Things were starting to fall into place for the Jury.
Jury finished, her head nodding in memory. “Slimy She had always had a way of seeing the truth
bastard. What’s the yellow pin for?” about things, and something Justice said had felt
meaningful to her. “What if he hid them right under
Lady Justice moved back and forth, touching one our noses? Right under our feet?”
yellow pin and then another, mentally following
the attacks through the years. “Most of the The two women were silent for a moment. Lady
necromancers we deal with are sloppy or still Justice held her hand out towards the Jury, as if
learning their craft. We only have a few exceptions. trying to slow her down, though her voice was
Von Schtook hides in the sewers and blasts those hopeful. “Are you guessing, or are you doing your
damnable seminars across the aethervox. Seamus thing?”
cleans out brothels almost as fast as the slumlords
can set them up. The Surgeon just releases undead “The latter, I think.” The Jury hopped to her feet and
out into the world without much care as to what sort started toward the door. “I’ll start pulling undertaker
of trouble they get into.” licenses!”
The Jury ticked off more names on her fingers. Justice was right behind her. “Crematoriums, too!
“Then you’ve got Squidpiddge and her menagerie Have Hoffman send one of his Watchers to find me
of weirdness, Kirai and her murder ghosts, and this when you have something. I’ll be in the field!”
new Reaper lady.”
Nicodem was instantly on guard. The only way that The Death Marshal’s heavy Peacebringer pistol was
the Death Marshal would know that would be if she in her hand in a moment. She was still off balance,
had looked up his license prior to her arrival. And however, and Nicodem was faster. His hand glowed
that meant that this wasn’t one of the Guild’s typical with eldritch green light as he raised it, seizing
inspections. “That sounds correct,” he replied, his her body’s muscles and locking them tight in rigor
smile like carved wood. “Here in Malifaux, at least. mortis. Her finger tightened on the trigger and sent
I also had a practice back on Earth.” the bullet ricocheting off his steel leg.
She nodded and moved toward the rows of caskets Nicodem winced at the impact. “That’s how I lost
on display in the showroom. They ranged from the the first one,” he mused, his hand still glowing with
fancy to the mundane, but each of them was nicer power. “I never could figure out quite how to keep a
than her own pine box, which was propped up near corpse’s reflexes intact after their lapse into death.
the door. The door that she was slowly making her It’s frustrating, to see you all prancing about, acting
way back towards. “Where was that, exactly?” like normal people. You’re no different from my own
zombies.” He reached forward and pushed her hat
“Massachusetts.” He followed behind her, his back, revealing a forehead plastered with flaking,
prosthetic limb clomping loudly against the floor dried skin. “I suppose that Lady Justice is a better
with each step. necromancer than I originally suspected. It’s a pity
that she’s chosen to hunt her own kind, but then, I
suppose I’m not in a place to judge.”
“Buried that way?” The Judge joined her at the edge Lady Justice adopted a sympathetic look and
of one of the opened graves. motioned toward the grave at her feet. “I don’t wish
to alarm you, but some of the corpses appear to
She shook her head. “No, these were dug up within have gone missing. Do you know anything about the
the last year and then carefully replaced. He wasn’t man who owns this place?”
burying the dead. He was stockpiling an army.”
The woman gasped in horror. “Missing? You mean
“I’ve got worse news.” He hooked a thumb toward turned into zombies?!”
the funeral home. “We’ve got papers back there
for graveyards all across the city, all registered to “We don’t know that for sure,” the Judge said. “If
different names. I’m not sure how many of them you can remember anything about the owner, it
he dug up for his assault last year, but if even a would really help us out, though.”
quarter of those graves are still filled with bodies,
we’re in a bad place. I’m guessing that most of the “Umm…” The woman bit her lip as she tried
undertakers on the Jury’s list are going to end up to remember something. “He was tall, very
being this guy.” compassionate… one of his legs was a prosthetic,
I remember that. Oh!” She snapped her fingers.
“Any sign of Hadley?” “That’s right! I had some trouble finding a coffin that
I liked, and he offered to take me to a warehouse in
The Judge shook his head. “Looks like there was the Riverfront Slums to look at some other options.”
a fight, but she must have been taken down pretty Her cheeks flushed with color. “It… wouldn’t have
quickly. No blood, nothing more than a few scuff been appropriate for me to accompany him to such
marks and a single bullet hole. Doubt she got off a place, though, so I ended up just choosing a
more than one shot before she went down.” cheaper coffin…”
“That means we’re on the right track, at least.” The Judge glanced back at Justice, who nodded.
She looked up and ran a hand through her hair. “Well,” he said, looking back to the woman. “Thank
“We’ll have to send people to go investigate those you for the information. Grab one of the Marshals
other graveyards. Full combat patrols, in case they inside the funeral home and give them your
encounter him while searching. Hopefully we can information, in case we have any more questions.”
find something before we have to pull everyone back
to guard those Spanish…” “Of course.” The woman bowed, a strange gesture
given her garb, and left to go speak with the
“Civilian,” the Judge warned, cutting her off. A indicated marshals.
young woman had come around to the back of the
building and was peeking curiously past the open The Judge waited a few moments. “Want me to post
gate. Despite her Asian features, she was dressed a watch?”
in a simple worker’s shirt and pants, though her
long hair was woven together into twin braids in a Lady Justice thought about it for a moment and then
decidedly Eastern fashion. “Excuse me, ma’am,” he shook her head. “No, he’ll be too careful for that.
said, stepping toward her. ‘This is a restricted area. Let’s talk to Lucius and have him put one of his
You’ll have to move along.” people on it. They’re better at this sort of thing.”
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“Fine,” the Judge sighed, “but I’m not going to ask him.” “Sacrifices had to be made.” He motioned
for Mortimer to follow him as he rejoined the
She smirked and motioned for the Death Marshals cobblestone path that would lead them out of
to start filling in graves. “What’s the matter? Afraid?” the graveyard. “Have you managed to procure the
corpses I require for this affair at the Enclave?”
Despite his duster, the Judge shivered. “Of
Mattheson? Yeah, I am, actually.” “I did, I did.” He exhaled a cloud of smoke, and
Nicodem paused as the wind blew it right into his
face. Mortimer blanched and immediately scurried
over to the downwind side of the taller necromancer.
“Sorry, boss. But yeah, I got ‘em all ready and
waiting. Where should I be takin’ ‘em?”
Mortimer carefully patted the earth into place with
the flat of his shovel. “There ya go, she’s as good as Nicodem resumed his walk, his cane marking out
rain, boss. Surprised you hung around.” a steady staccato on the cobblestones. “No doubt
Seamus will contact us before too long with the
The afternoon had segued into evening. Nicodem details. When he does…”
had been going over his brief conversation with
the Death Marshal as he waited, and it took him They both slowed to a stop as they noticed a woman
a moment to realize that his assistant had spoken waiting on the edge of the graveyard. Her deep purple
directly to him. “One can never be too cautious kimono did a good job of helping her blend into the
when it comes to Death Marshals.” darkness, and her hair was pulled back into two twin
braids. For a moment, Nicodem almost thought that
“Shoulda just killed ‘er and made ‘er a zombie.” Kirai had returned to them, but as they drew closer,
Light flared as Mortimer lit a match and held it to he realized that the woman was unknown to him.
his cigar, puffing on it a few times until the end “Good evening, madam. Here to visit the dead?”
glowed a dull orange.
The woman smiled disturbingly and tucked her
“Would that I could.” He stared down at the grave. hands into her sleeves. “I need not visit a graveyard
“They do something that prevents their bodies from to speak with my ancestors, Mr. Nicodem. Their
being animated after death. Even Kirai found it advice guides my every action, and it is their word
impossible to shackle their spirits, though not for that has brought me to you.”
lack of trying.”
Mortimer started to circle around toward the woman,
Mortimer gestured with his cigar. “What about the but Nicodem raised a hand to stop him. “You speak
bird with the ‘ole in ‘er chest? Tamarice? She’s got of Yan Lo,” he said, addressing her.
a crew of dead Marshals, don’t she?”
She inclined her head. “Yes. I am his niece,
“Tara.” Nicodem’s lips pulled back in a scowl. “It’s Katanaka Chiaki.”
not her, it’s that brain-dead woman that she drags
along with her. She’s the idiot-savant of necromancy.” “Well,” Mortimer said, stepping forward and
extending a meaty hand in her direction. “From the
Mortimer shrugged and puffed on his cigar. “Seemed lackey of one necromancer to ‘nother, it’s a pleasure
nice enough to me. We had a good chat at the last to meet you. Name’s Mortimer, that’s Morty to my
Resurrectionist’s Ball.” He thought about that for a friends, which you certainly count as, Kate.”
moment. “Probably was the last Resurrectionist’s
Ball, wasn’t it? I mean, you killed most of them.” Chiaki stared down at his extended, sweaty hand
and then looked up, smiled politely, and bowed.