Thoughts on Call of Cthulhu.
I want to post a few notes about my experience with the Savage Worlds variant of Mythos role-playing, <i>Realms of Cthulhu</i>, and some conclusions I've come to based on that experience. As you might note from previous posts, I converted the scenario "The Dig" by Brian Sammons to these rules. I'm going to use bullet points to save a bit of time.
--Structurally speaking, the transitions were smooth and quick. I had no problems or pitfalls making the Call
We resume on the night of June 27th, 1925
Our group of investigators has just finished a brief conversation with Joseph Burlington, professor of anthropology, and he has advised them to leave their professor, archaeologist Adam Carris, where he is--barricaded in the artifact tent. Joey Nataleone, Betty Harris, and Patrick Henderson decide that the Campbell barn, while secure, is not safe enough. They expect the Dunlow Creature(s) to strike at any moment and they want to see if Morris
Friday, July 20, 2012
(After playing the Call of Cthulhu scenario “Restless Dreams” Thursday with Jeff Smith, Ken Woody, Stephen Turner, and Erik Huffine from 7:00 p.m. to 11 p.m.)
Professor Herbert Loomis, Thomas Vanderholdt, Alan and Michael O’Shea, and Jack Shane stood in the hallway of Brookhaven Hospital near the now-open pharmacy room. Alan sat on the floor in a daze at the events of the day.
Vanderholdt put together a basic first aid kit using
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“What time is it?” Alan asked as he and his brother stood out in the hall.
Michael drew out his pocket watch. It was 11:50.
“It feels later, huh?” Alan said.
“I guess,” Michael replied.
“Been tired a long time.”
The two men quietly talked about the little girl while they watched the hallway.
“What’s wrong with you?” Michael asked Alan.
“Who wants this?” Alan said, holding out the shotgun that he was so bad at shooting.
Vanderholdt took the weapon from his hand. Alan took the shells from his pocket and handed them over as well. The other man handed over his electric torch.
“Listen!” Professor Loomis said. “Listen!”
“Alan, what the hell are you doing?” Michael asked.
Professor Loomis hushed him.
“You all hear that?” Professor Loomis hissed. “Listen!”