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==May 4th, 2014 (Episode One)==
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==Inscription in the Front of the Journal==
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'''Session One (7/3/2014)'''<br>
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<i>Dear Luther</i>,<br>
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<div style="text-align: center; font-size: 150%">The Journal of Eloise Danford</div>
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I fondly recall your journaling habits. Sitting in the library, the bay windows open to the night sky behind you, while you scribbled away, the room lit only by that damned green-shaded public library-style lamp you insisted on using. I'd bring you tea occasionally, and you only ever refused when you had a tumbler of whiskey already at hand.
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* '''The Vampire Hobo Affair:''' ''[[WtAF Eloise Journal Ep1|May 4th, 2014]]'' • In which we discover the existence of supernatural, and rescue James's sister from a vampire!
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** '''Downtime:''' ''[[WtAF Eloise Journal DT1|May 7th, 2014 - May 13th, 2014]]''
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* '''The Sad Story of Madelena:''' ''[[WtAF Eloise Journal Ep2|May 13th, 2014 - May 15th, 2014]]'' • In which we try to find a tragically-turned young vampire and instead run afoul of three older, vicious vampires.
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** '''Downtime:''' ''[[WtAF Eloise Journal DT2|May 18th, 2014]]''
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* '''The Mystery of Black Betty:''' ''[[WtAF Eloise Journal Ep3|May 22nd, 2014 - May 24th, 2014]]:'' • In which we discover our altogether too-familiar Kindred Hospital to be haunted by tragedies of the past.
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** '''Downtime:''' ''[[WtAF Eloise Journal DT3|May 25th - August 7th, 2014]]''
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* '''The Bloody Alley:''' ''[[WtAF Eloise Journal Ep4|August 8th, 2014 - August 10th, 2014]]:'' In which we begin investigating a monstrous creature, and I experience a moment of weakness and doubt.
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* '''The Affair of the Black Smoke:''' ''[[WtAF Eloise Journal Ep5|September xxx, 2014 - September xxx, 2014]]:'' In which we discover a spiritual cancer at the heart of a family, and cast it out with the Church Rite.
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** '''Downtime:''' ''[[WtAF Eloise Journal DT4|October 10th, 2014 - October 29th, 2014]]''
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* '''The Devil's Night Hunt:''' ''[[WtAF Eloise Journal Ep6|October 30th - October 31st, 2014]]:'' In which we are declared the target of a Devil's Night Hunt by vampires, and barely escape with our lives.
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** '''Downtime:''' ''[[WtAF Eloise Journal DT5|November 1st, 2014 - January 7th, 2015]]''
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* '''A Hellhound in Winter:''' ''[[WtAF Eloise Journal Ep 7|January 8th, 2015 - ???]]:'' In which a heavy metal rock star in torn apart by a Hellhound, and we discover the existence of Crossroads Demons.
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* '''The Trickster:''' ''[[WtAF Eloise Journal Ep 8|February xxx, 2015 - ???]]:'' x
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* '''Hunters Hunted:''' ''[[WtAF Eloise Journal Ep 9|March xxx, 2015 - ???]]:'' x
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This journal is the property of Eloise Danford.
  
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I think I understand why you journaled the way you did. Was it your only means of keeping sane? Was it a confidant you could tell about the things you encountered, when you couldn't tell anyone else? There is a part of me that wishes you might have confided in me, but I know it would have done terrible things to our marriage, even if I had believed you. I'm grateful to you for compartmentalizing the horrors you saw so effectively, my love, for protecting me and our family as well as you did.
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Dedicated to the memory of my beloved Luther. I shall never forget your love and your bravery. I did not know it then, but you were making the world a safer place for everyone. May this journal be a testament of that legacy - I pray that I can do half the good that you did.
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I do wonder whatever happened to your journals. After you died, I deliberately avoided looking for them, because I was afraid it might hurt too much. I wanted to remember you as the man I remembered, through the filter of my own experiences and feelings for you. I didn't want to see the flaws you saw in yourself, the petty insecurities and little jealousies and all the other things people tend to pour out onto the page. So it became a habit to forget about them.
 
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But now, I have to wonder - what exactly was in those journals? And where might I find them? Is there information there that might help me better know this horrifying world? After fifty years, I'd assumed I knew how the world worked, but last night's revelations were eye opening, to say the least.
 
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Yesterday afternoon, Robert hosted a barbeque, and of course the usual riot of people showed up. I made sure to see that we had far too much food, so that we could package some of it up and send home with some of our guests. Two of our guests were quite disturbed, however, and had clearly seen recent violence! Daniel is a young man from a difficult home life, whom we've sometimes assisted. He is friends with another bright young man, James - the young man who we helped sponsor a scholarship for once. The two of them were out for a night on the town then they encountered James' sister, Karol. They described a particularly unsettling encounter.
 
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I'm not entirely sure how it transitioned from there, to be truthful. It seemed all very sudden: one minute we were discussing the police negligence in finding the poor child, and the next we were discussing ''vampires'', with Robert giving us grave warnings, and them making plans to hunt the culprit down themselves!
 
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It was all very surreal, Luther, and I'd had perhaps a little too much sangria with the barbeque. The next thing I knew, we were all paging through the library you left here, looking for information on these so-called "undead": where they might lair, what could harm them and a myriad other gruesome facts.  
 
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'''Session Two (7/16/2014)'''<br>
 
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It's no curiosity to me why I was so taken in by this research, my love. It's very simple: I miss you. Finding the answers to these questions, no matter how terribly strange they were, was comforting, because we were finding them in your own handwriting. Your notes and margin scribblings, scattered throughout these books, were the closest thing I'd had to the comfort of your presence, your solid intellect devising the answers to questions and problems. It was taken in by it. Even now, I recall the process with a small ache, because it felt like I was close to you one again in far too long.
 
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Thankfully, Oz was a voice of reason. His concern that these young people were reacting from the pain of loss, a desire for revenge against someone who'd wronged and injured them, and even possibly a little hysteria - all well-founded. But since the police weren't doing anything about it, and it was plain that they were hell-bent on doing something themselves, what choice did I have? I love Josephine like a daughter, and I could never look Alexander Frost in the face again if I let anything happen to his son! I convinced Oz to come with us - I should drive, and remain on hand to dial 911, while he accompanied them to make sure nothing got out of hand.
 
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Oh, if only.
 
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| <div style="text-align: center; font-size: 100%">'''A photo of Luther Danford, taped into the journal'''</div>
 
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We stopped off at a hardware store to purchase some cans of bug spray, long-necked lighters a ''machete'' (God help us!), and then proceeded to try and find the monster. They first tracked his progress across rooftops - he seemed to have skills similar to Daniel's own athletics - but they lost the trail. On the way over, James had cleverly discovered a picture of the man we were seeking, and so we started canvassing the locals. Surely a man who can spring up fire escapes, carrying a young woman all the while is going to draw some attention! After a bit of asking (and a little money - you taught me that, if you remember), we discovered the building where he lived. (He'd apparently gained a reputation as "Super Whitey," and the young man who described him seemed very taken with his leaping prowess. Or that all might have been a drug metaphor of some kind. I can't always tell.)
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==Experiences Earned, by Session Date==
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===Chapter One: The Vampire Hobo Affair===
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I waited in the car while they went in. Oz was very hesitant to leave me there, but I assured him I'd have 911 almost dialed on my phone, the windows up and the doors locked. He insisted on leaving me with a can of mace, which was very sweet of him. I also kept a can of bug spray, because I'm much more experienced with that, thanks to the dankness of summer in our house sometimes. (Yes, we still have that problem with ants seeking water when it gets terribly hot.)
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* '''July 3rd:''' 2 beats (+1 journal)
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===Chapter Two: The Sad Story of Madalena===
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In truth, I don't really know what happened inside. I heard distinct gunshots, and immediately dialed 911. I told them someone had gone in, looking for the missing girl, and that there were gunshots. In short order though (and of course ''long'' before the police even hinted at showing their faces), they emerged with three girls! They were all in terrible condition, too: two of the girls (one of whom was James' sister Karol, thank God) were helping a third one out. Daniel came next, limping terribly, a stitch in his side that I'm sure must be an injury of some kind to his ribs. Finally, James and Josephine emerged, carrying Oz between them! I swear to you, my heart all but stopped when I saw that sweet boy, but they assured me he had just fainted, and I remembered his narcolepsy. If stress is what triggers it, I'm certain last night was enough to make him sleep for a week!
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* '''July 16:''' 3 beats (+1 journal), 2 practical beats
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* '''July 31:''' 2 beats (+1 journal)
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It was decided that I would drive the girls to the hospital. I'd made the 911 call, they had my phone's number, and so I made a statement to the police that I'd seen the girls emerging, injured, and insisted that I take them to the hospital immediately. I'm sure my name helped speed things along, but the fact that there was nothing else for the police to actually tend to with the situation sped them along even faster.
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* '''August 13:''' 2 beats (+1 journal)
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* '''August 27:''' 4 beats (+1 journal), 1 practical beat
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Luther, I saw some of the injuries those girls had. Not cuts - puncture wounds. In an arc, from a bite - horrible, jagged, red. God help us, one of the girls even died from the deprivation, and I held Karol's hand while she wept about the horrible man ''feeding on her''.
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===Chapter Three: The Mystery of Black Betty===
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* '''September 10:''' 1 beat (+1 journal)
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I did not see the things that the others saw. But I saw enough. I know now a little bit of what you knew, Luther. And it scares me half to death.
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* '''September 24:''' 3 beats (+1 journal), 2 practical
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===Chapter Four: The Bloody Alley===
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I think I am a terrible hypocrite. You see, I am both grateful that you never shared this world with me, but also wish desperately that you were here for me to share it with. How can I simultaneously be thankful you never came to me for support against the burdens of this hunt, while also wishing you were here to help take some of the burden from me. I suppose I am fortunate that you always seemed to love me, despite those flaws, my Luther.
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* '''January 14:''' 1 beat (+1 journal)
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* '''February 25:''' 2 beats (+1 journal)
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And so something begins, I think. I don't want to find more of these horrors. I don't want to be involved in this world. But you were - I know this now. You died thirteen years ago, and I've been through my mourning and recovery. But all of this opens those wounds up anew. I want to know more. I have to know more, because you were enmeshed in all of this monstrousness. I want to know the secret hero you were, the good you did. I want to know your legacy, Luther, even if I can tell no one of it.
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* '''March 25:''' 0 beats
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===Chapter Five: The Affair of the Black Smoke===
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I also admit here, and can tell no one else, but I have a secret fear. Seeing all of this has awakened a dread in me. I am afraid that your death was not simply an accident. Is that foolish of me? Is that the fancy of a widow who ought to have been done with her mourning a long time ago, looking for more ''meaning'' in her husband's death? Even if it is, I must know. Seeing how the police handled these situations - Karol's abduction and the trauma the young women went through - only to have them turn a blind eye...could they have been equally negligent and careless in investigating your death, Luther?
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* '''April 8:''' 4 beats (+1 journal), 1 practical beat
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* '''April 22:''' 8 beats (+1 journal), 2 practical beats
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* '''May 6:''' 5 beats (+1 journal)
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===Chapter Six: The Devil's Night Hunt===
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* '''May 18:''' 1 beat (+1 journal)
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* '''June 10:''' 1 beat (+1 journal)
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* '''July 1:''' 4 beat (+1 journal)
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* '''Downtime:''' 1 Experience (Social Purchases Only)
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===Chapter Seven: A Hellhound in Winter===
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* '''July 22:''' 2 beats (+1 journal)
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* '''August 19:''' 0 beats
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===Chapter Eight: Trickster===
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* '''September 2:''' 1 beat (+1 journal)
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* '''September 9:''' 2 beats (+1 journal)
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===Chapter Nine: Hunters Hunted===
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* '''September 23:''' 1 beat (+1 journal)

Latest revision as of 23:23, 23 September 2015

Inscription in the Front of the Journal

The Journal of Eloise Danford
Eloise-journal.jpg

This journal is the property of Eloise Danford.

Dedicated to the memory of my beloved Luther. I shall never forget your love and your bravery. I did not know it then, but you were making the world a safer place for everyone. May this journal be a testament of that legacy - I pray that I can do half the good that you did.

Luther-journal-pic.jpg
A photo of Luther Danford, taped into the journal

Experiences Earned, by Session Date

Chapter One: The Vampire Hobo Affair

  • July 3rd: 2 beats (+1 journal)

Chapter Two: The Sad Story of Madalena

  • July 16: 3 beats (+1 journal), 2 practical beats
  • July 31: 2 beats (+1 journal)
  • August 13: 2 beats (+1 journal)
  • August 27: 4 beats (+1 journal), 1 practical beat

Chapter Three: The Mystery of Black Betty

  • September 10: 1 beat (+1 journal)
  • September 24: 3 beats (+1 journal), 2 practical

Chapter Four: The Bloody Alley

  • January 14: 1 beat (+1 journal)
  • February 25: 2 beats (+1 journal)
  • March 25: 0 beats

Chapter Five: The Affair of the Black Smoke

  • April 8: 4 beats (+1 journal), 1 practical beat
  • April 22: 8 beats (+1 journal), 2 practical beats
  • May 6: 5 beats (+1 journal)

Chapter Six: The Devil's Night Hunt

  • May 18: 1 beat (+1 journal)
  • June 10: 1 beat (+1 journal)
  • July 1: 4 beat (+1 journal)
  • Downtime: 1 Experience (Social Purchases Only)

Chapter Seven: A Hellhound in Winter

  • July 22: 2 beats (+1 journal)
  • August 19: 0 beats

Chapter Eight: Trickster

  • September 2: 1 beat (+1 journal)
  • September 9: 2 beats (+1 journal)

Chapter Nine: Hunters Hunted

  • September 23: 1 beat (+1 journal)
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