Tonight we have a throwback to a distant memory of a story from my childhood with this weeks plot, like the dead. Not all is well in the Port down of Launghui and the party are here just in time to save the day, or join the villagers who lie in a wakeless sleep, just like the dead.
So suit up, grab a coffee as we dig into tonight’s adventure!
The wakeless sleep is an ancient curse that is thought to have disappeared from the memories of all centuries ago. However, in the sleepy port down of Launghui the entire village is gripped by a death-like trance. Every adult is asleep and unable to be roused and their children remain in the same trance.
That is until the party find a single child running through the village, stumbling on worn out shoes. When the party approach the girl responds but does not stop moving, ever moving despite being physically exhausted. The mystery lies around why the entire village except for one single girl appears dead while in a wakeless sleep. Will the party uncover the cause of the curse and break it before they too fall under its spell.
Like the Dead
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As the party approached the village of Launghui the sight of ships docked along the piers was unsettling. Known for the fish that it brings in by the net-load from the bay the village had quickly become a destination for people who enjoyed the mild flavoured fish.
However as the party neared the gate, consisting of a set of giant shark teeth, they heard no reply to their calls for admittance. Despite their multiple attempts it wasn’t until they tried the gate that they found it able to swing inwards. Beyond the gates revealed a disheartening sight. Not a single soul was found to be moving around the houses or buildings. The fish market itself was empty with gulls being startled as they approach and flying off towards the sea.
Everywhere they looked they saw closed doors, shuttered windows and the signs of abandonment. By choice or by force it was yet to be determined. That was until they happened across an open window which revealed a family still, faintly breathing and pale in their beds. The same sight was found throughout the village.
Every adult and child was still as the dead, breathing so shallowly that it appeared as if they weren’t breathing at all and unable to be roused by magic or intervention. A sign from the other side of the road drew the parties attention to find a girl, perhaps in her early teens, stumbling along the road as she moved with as much haste as possible.
Approaching her and asking had had happened received a chilling answer. ‘The whole village never woke after they brought back the last catch. I didn’t sleep that night too excited for the market following day yet, no one was awake to sell the fish nor open the gate. I was scared so I didn’t open it despite the traders banging on the door and calling out. When I found my courage I opened the gate to get help but they had all left. They have not been back since.’
Despite talking the girl never stopped jogging, always moving along the smooth stony surface of the road. Something was foul in the village and the party insisted on stopping the girl from jogging as her shoes were close to being worn through. She protested and pleaded. ‘No, I must not stop. If I stop I will sleep, if I sleep I will not wake. The wakeless sleep has cursed the village again. My grandmother told me about it when I was younger. A curse that came from when we offended a witch disguised as a merchant – she made the village fall asleep. It wasn’t until we appeased the witch did our villagers start to wake. But the merchants were not displeased last they were here. We were all asleep before they arrived. All but me.’
Thanks for visiting tonight for the start of a new week. Don’t forget that we will expand this adventure each day this week as I continue to work at my tabletop. Don’t forget to come back each day this week to stay up to date with what’s happening and, as always, don’t forget to roll with advantage,
The Brazen Wolfe
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