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game_systems:pathfinder:mummys_mask:adventure_journal [2026/08/30 13:26] – [The Grave Pickers Parade] Bryan Stephensgame_systems:pathfinder:mummys_mask:adventure_journal [2026/08/30 13:50] (current) – [Into the Undead City] Bryan Stephens
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 ==== Mourning Period and Dogs of Death ==== ==== Mourning Period and Dogs of Death ====
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 Heading back home the encounter a strange sight.  Heading back home the encounter a strange sight. 
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 She unwraps her spear and plants its butt onto the stone roof beside her. She unwraps her spear and plants its butt onto the stone roof beside her.
  
-Then she waits. Not impatiently. Just listening.+Then she waits. Not impatiently. Just listening.
  
 The Haunted curse is always quieter before dawn. The spirits murmur less in those final moments of darkness, as if even the dead pause when night begins to surrender. The Haunted curse is always quieter before dawn. The spirits murmur less in those final moments of darkness, as if even the dead pause when night begins to surrender.
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 Zaliki had asked for nothing. Zaliki had asked for nothing.
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 Ina watches her for a moment longer than she means to, then glances toward the brightening horizon. The simplicity of it catches her off guard. Water. Spear. Sunlight. A few words spoken as though they had been spoken a thousand mornings before and would be spoken a thousand mornings after. Ina watches her for a moment longer than she means to, then glances toward the brightening horizon. The simplicity of it catches her off guard. Water. Spear. Sunlight. A few words spoken as though they had been spoken a thousand mornings before and would be spoken a thousand mornings after.
  
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 === Esoboks === === Esoboks ===
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 The three men head back to the Devar household. As they approach a street intersection, a trio of zombies threatens a lone woman. Before they can intervene, a soul-shaking howl fills the air and a pair of hideous creatures—horrible masked amalgams of bear and crocodile—burst from an alley.  The three men head back to the Devar household. As they approach a street intersection, a trio of zombies threatens a lone woman. Before they can intervene, a soul-shaking howl fills the air and a pair of hideous creatures—horrible masked amalgams of bear and crocodile—burst from an alley. 
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 ==== Chains of Silver ==== ==== Chains of Silver ====
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 The next evening, they return to the Masouluem and report in. To put it mildly, Meret-Heru Seseneb and Setekh Anpu are displeased with the actions of Nakht Shepses. Incandescent rage would be a more accurate description.  The next evening, they return to the Masouluem and report in. To put it mildly, Meret-Heru Seseneb and Setekh Anpu are displeased with the actions of Nakht Shepses. Incandescent rage would be a more accurate description. 
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 One cultist is just alive enough to interrogate. Tumani offers to take him back to the Grand Mausoleum to be questioned.  One cultist is just alive enough to interrogate. Tumani offers to take him back to the Grand Mausoleum to be questioned. 
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 Before they part, Tumani looks over Keva, Kepher, Ina, and the others. Before they part, Tumani looks over Keva, Kepher, Ina, and the others.
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 //Move quickly. Once the Pharasmins open the necropolis to explorers, we run the risk of outsiders finding the mask first. Succeed, and Hakotep’s moment of resurrection will soon be at hand. I do not need to tell you how much I would loathe expressing the Sky Pharaoh’s displeasure should you fail. // //Move quickly. Once the Pharasmins open the necropolis to explorers, we run the risk of outsiders finding the mask first. Succeed, and Hakotep’s moment of resurrection will soon be at hand. I do not need to tell you how much I would loathe expressing the Sky Pharaoh’s displeasure should you fail. //
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 //—Meret-Hetef// //—Meret-Hetef//
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 Clearing the rest of the Silver Chains hideout seemed easy after that. Some more Silver Chain members. An encounter with alchemical gas.  Clearing the rest of the Silver Chains hideout seemed easy after that. Some more Silver Chain members. An encounter with alchemical gas. 
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 The only real issue was a strange encounter with a Tekenu. The ka pulse cased organs in canopic jars to become a threat. Separated from the sacred organs placed in canopic jars, tekenus attempt to reconnect with their counterparts among the living by killing creatures so that they can absorb intestines, livers, lungs, and stomachs into their squirming forms—a process that grants the undead creature additional powers. The only real issue was a strange encounter with a Tekenu. The ka pulse cased organs in canopic jars to become a threat. Separated from the sacred organs placed in canopic jars, tekenus attempt to reconnect with their counterparts among the living by killing creatures so that they can absorb intestines, livers, lungs, and stomachs into their squirming forms—a process that grants the undead creature additional powers.
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 ==== The Charge ==== ==== The Charge ====
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 The Lost Fragments have done their part to make the living half of Wati as safe as possible, but the danger has not passed. Thousands of shambling undead still wander the ruined streets of the necropolis. Its sturdy walls are holding for now, but the gates cannot withstand the throngs forever. Undead also continue to trickle into the living city through forgotten canals and smuggling tunnels beneath the Veins district. The Lost Fragments have done their part to make the living half of Wati as safe as possible, but the danger has not passed. Thousands of shambling undead still wander the ruined streets of the necropolis. Its sturdy walls are holding for now, but the gates cannot withstand the throngs forever. Undead also continue to trickle into the living city through forgotten canals and smuggling tunnels beneath the Veins district.
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 ==== Into the Undead City ==== ==== Into the Undead City ====
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 The group looks at the maps and makes a plan. They will use the tunnel they found at the Silver Chain’s hideout and enter the city that way. It comes out near the location of one of the Compasses.  The group looks at the maps and makes a plan. They will use the tunnel they found at the Silver Chain’s hideout and enter the city that way. It comes out near the location of one of the Compasses. 
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 Carver unleashes his new favorite spell //fireball// upon the ghouls and the die.  Carver unleashes his new favorite spell //fireball// upon the ghouls and the die. 
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 Deciding stealth is no longer an option they burst into the front room of what used to be Windward Wends Oils Company. he air in this shop smells of food heavily seasoned with coriander seed, garlic, and other spices, mingled with the earthy aroma of decay. Bright stains mar the gray wooden shelves on the walls. In the rear of the shop, a beaded curtain hangs over an opening that leads deeper into the building. Deciding stealth is no longer an option they burst into the front room of what used to be Windward Wends Oils Company. he air in this shop smells of food heavily seasoned with coriander seed, garlic, and other spices, mingled with the earthy aroma of decay. Bright stains mar the gray wooden shelves on the walls. In the rear of the shop, a beaded curtain hangs over an opening that leads deeper into the building.
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