Tales from the Ethereal - A Prequel Adventure

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Hello MSPFA Forums! Just a quick preamble before getting to the adventure. Basically, I started this adventure on a forum I frequent often- so that's why it's a few commands in.

However, that forum is not really aimed at adventures and as such most of the commands i've been getting are limited. I thought with the MSPA Forum down as of late I'd have nowhere else to post it, but then I found this board and was happy again!

Finally, if you're wondering what this character is or what this story is a prequel to, it's based on a series of (sadly unfinished) adventures by my friend and I titled Cerebrated Chronicles and Deadrock: Horrors of the Old West, though now the art is greatly improved. As such you can keep up to date with the mirror or start from the end of this post for commands!

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You are The Traveler. A multidimensional demon with a short temper.

You wear a simple garment you found on some newdead's corpse back in the day-o-sphere. You also conceal your face under a bandanna/scarf combo (it serves to hide what you've been told is a hideous face, and also looks cool in the wind). Your eyes are covered in your demi-goggles, a pair of vision enhancers that serve many different functions.



You are at the cusp of the remnants of what used to be your city.

You haven't left the city since the attack, fearful of what lies out past the wasteland.

You had just finished your hunt when you were bombarded and captured. Now you're held prisoner next to two unruly cave trolls. They're both far away from home and you wonder how exactly it was they got all the way out to the ruins of the demon village.



Standing just beyond you is your captor and newest nemesis, a reaper. You've heard of these vile skeletons before, but have yet to see one in person.

You're carrying your trusty Lexicon (a book written about the creatures of the Void, the second best underworld seller next to the Necronomicon). You have the latest installment and all of the pages are thankfully there (you don't know why you always remind yourself this, but then, there's always bound to be some shit). Sadly, you can't reach it with your bound hands- though you doubt it would serve any purpose as of late.

Beyond you is the Interfectorum, a blunderbuss with twelve rounds. It's a powerful Void-hunter and takes down anything without a pulse. Sadly, it too is unreachable as the reaper took it from your hands and set it down too far to reach. You've contemplated making a run for it, but your bound hands are an issue as well as you're pretty sure you read once a reaper can vaporize you with one foul stink-eye, so you'd best not risk it. Yet.

You are currently trying to work out a plan but are having little to no luck thinking of one with these trolls heavy breathing and whining next to you. What crimes must they have committed for this reaper to hunt them down? Or for that matter, why is this reaper even doing any arresting anyway, reapers don't uphold the law in these or any parts. Reapers reap souls, it's all they do. Perhaps this one moonlights?

You think long and hard but are stuck. This is surely an interesting pickle you've gotten into today. You ask yourself a time honored tradition:

What do?



You stand up and motion towards the troll so he'll listen to you.



: Well well, big fella. Seems you're quite far away from home.

: Me not know what is happen. Me and brother am go to get food and then me and brother am here in fire lands.

: Here's the deal, when the skeleton isn't looking, you and your brother there can chew right through my chains and let me free so I can grab that big gun over there.

: And why me do that? Me not even know who you is.


He has a good point.






: If you get me out of these chains, I can grab that big gun...





: ...and then I can kill that skeleton.

: Me not know if that work.

: Why not? That gun can kill just about anything.

: Not reaper it not can.

: So I suppose you have a better solution?



: Can we cut the idle chitchat? I need to make a call.







: Ok it fine, you have best idea. Go now, while he not look.

The troll quickly bites through your chains as the reaper is distracted.



You make a quick dash for the Interfectorum.




You dive as dramatically as you can.



You manage to get off a shot! The Interfectorum now only has 11 rounds!



: You thought that little peashooter could hurt me? Come now, you're not very smart for a demon.

The reaper has you tight within his grasp! You're not exactly gasping for air, as he is still letting you breath, but his magical grip makes it almost impossible to move.