The Curse of Millhaven

System: GURPS
Deltagere: 1 GM, 5 spillere

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A Miserable ballad of murder for 5 nameless ones who all gotta die, penned in GURPS for Itzacon XI by Paddy Delaney.

When you awoke your hands were covered in red, red blood. You dreamed of a green, green eye. You can’t remember your name or how you got here but one thing’s for sure – these people they all gotta die! You look at the mirror, thoughts come twirling back, swirling in a flood. This little town is small and it’s mean and it’s cold. Goes by the name of Millhaven, when you look in the mirror you can see it turn to gold, gold flames that lick the sky. Looking in the mirror your soul begins to fade and you know for certain her name whispered like a sigh. You look through the mirror, the curse of Milhaven regards you with a cold green eye.

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