Get response from Archimedes:
Eric Oland found dead in his Inverness hotel room. Celebrated Norwegian naval explorer and Iluminati menter. Had recently been in Lake Tanganeka in Africa. Brought with him a steam vehicle to explore depths of Loch Ness. Didn’t get to.
Ride for Inverness:
We check papers:
His ship Kraken mysteriously exploded at the mooring on the Loch. When the maid went to tell him, she found him dead, sinister dagger piercing his back, hand clutching a paper. This happened yesterday.
At the Station Hotel (4 floors, more than 70 rooms, gym and spa):
Just reopened after some remodeling. We get 2 suites.
Cop station is on Bridge St. near center of town. We go there. John Carmichael the soul detective constable.
Sgt sits at the desk “What can I do for you?”
Schuyler “May we see Det. Carmichael please?”
He tells a cop named Jamie to get Johnny. He’s in mid 40’s, tall and musuclar; dark hair. Voice is deep and likely a good singer.
Carmichael shakes Paul’s hand, giving the an Iluminati grip, linked with Archimedes men!! "You must be the man sent by Archie.
He is the one that sent to Archie for someone. Paul introduces himself.
His office is small, so he takes Schuyler, Simon, Wilhelm and Paul into his office on the 2nd floor.
Schuyler “What was on the paper found in his hand?”
A bloody note:
It’s in Norwegian: He was a dead man, the murderer.
“Obviously the dead never come back to kill the living” wink wink. “I can’t be searching for a dead man.”
RC “We can.”
He shows us the murder weapon. A single edged knive called Sgian Dubh.
At the base of the blade, etched: AU DRUM. It’s the symbol of the smith who forged it. He is not familiar with a surname Drum at all. We are allowed to take it.
He already has an order drawn up declaring us his investigators, and a pass into the bedroom. He says “you should also talk to that tascal Drummond”. Herbert Drummond, the police surgeon. His rooms are the basement.
Schuyler “Why is he such a rascal?”
“The man is a blackard. A waystral. All he thinks about is food and drink. He’s happily married, but I’m telling you, food and drink will be his undoing.”
He’s obese, enormous Carmichael says.
Charlie the chief of police is aware that Carmichael brought us in, but we should be discreet about any “mythological entaglements” to him.
Down to see the surgeon. They have an internal phone system in the station. As we are starting to close the door he picks his up.
Schuyler in a whisper “Jeremy listen in.”
He says “Yes, it’s me Johnny. Now, I expect you to give your full cooperation or I Swear, I’ll make your life a living hell….that’s right……you say one word out of line and I hear about it, you’ll be sorry.”
Jaimie escorts us to the basement. Drummond is pudgy, not really fat; pockmarked skin.
When asked, he says he did get a call from Johnny, but only about us coming down, nothing else.
He begins rather rudely, but then pauses before “I’ll be happy to help you.” Tells us not to trust Johnny, “odd things about him”. No family, not wife. No one to take care of. Did have a wife who died of smallpox, which Drummond lived through, when he was overseas as a officer in a regiment. Johnny always blames Drummond for her death cause he was her doctor. Calls Johnny the most cold hearted brute you can imagine.
He shows us the surgeons report.
He was standing when he got stabbed. Gives us this copy. Shows us the body, but it shows us little.
So, we need to go to hotel for the maid and room, cock for the ship, dagger maker search, and talk to the newspaper.
To hotel: Wilhelm, Simon, Schuyler
To docks: Paul and RC, Jeremy
The Investigators head for London this evening, taking the disc back to give to Archimedes.
Paul shows him our creds from Johnny and inquires about the accident. The clerk directs us to the harbormaster. He’s a gentle old man, white hair and beard wearing old blue coat. We show him our creds. Name is Arthur Galston, 20 yrs on the job after royal navy.
He shows us where it went down, but he was not on duty at the time. The only witness was the nightwatchman Peter Finney. He calls a young man named Tom Dougherty over and gives him a shilling to fetch Finney “on the double”.
Art got to drive the Kraken into moorings. Says it was too low in the water, poor lines, probably the “blasted gadgetry” for nautical exploration including an invention of his, I think it was, called Asdic, th precursor to SONAR. Ness is one of deepest freshwater lakes in the world and it’s long.
He says blast was grand, found shrapnel 1/4 mile away. A lot of glass in buildings here are shattered. HE says the blast was certainly a bomb. The bottom hold was all batteries, powerful ones like in aether craft. Sank straight down in seconds.
Finney arrives, little guy with pointed breard.
He’s excited to talk about the “huge” explosion. Great fiery explosion. Things flying into the sky. He was in the office at the time.
Jeremy “Did you see anyone walking around that night.”
Wait, the windows got shattered and blown in, but Finney is unharmed!
Finally, he was taking a short break at the desk. Harbormaster asks him to take off of his hat, and he has a bandage on the back of his head.
Jeremy “So you were in the chair, facing away from the table, asleep.”
Finally he says he was asleep, head on the table, when it blew. Hid under the desk for 2 minutes so missed the ship sink. He looked with his binos and saw a man suddenly burst up out of the water, pulled himself up the ladder on the far side. Finney felt he had to check the wharf damage so he did not try to apprehend. IT took the man a long time to get up the ladder, like he was slow and stiff. The water is cold though. HE walked toward Castle Inn down Seafield Rd.
Talk to manager first, Mr. Muir, showing our creds.
Calls this a terrible thing, after just refurbishing. The deceased was their first high profile client, they spent a lot publicizing it. Shared a drink with Oland, thought he was an ipressive man. He was very exciting about mapping the loch with his new technologies that the British navy is just starting to appreciate.
Jennie Flynn the maid arrives. Mousy figure, long brown hair and eyes.
She’s very nervous. Wilhelm fails to calm her down, but Schuyler succeeds.
“I’ll never forget that awful smell.” Mothballs; 2 male guests were downstairs in the lobbey, caught the scent off of one of them. Then the runner from the docks arrived. He knocked one of them over, and he had a bad time getting up, needed help from the other.
The smell was in the room when she went in. The man who fell had makeup on, she feels he was an actor probably.
The room reeks of dried blood, camphor and mothballs. Wilhelm says the chemical used to make mothballs is explosive.
Particular big blood stain on the Indian rug, a smear toward the desk to a larger bloodstain. Stuff on the desk is knocked on the floor but for the inkwell. So, he was stabbed, drug himself to the desk, and wrote the note.
He has 2 trunks of clothes and normal personal effects.
On one pillow is a book of short stories. So he was sitting in bed reading and went to answer the door, then turned to allow them entry when he was stabbed.
Other group gets back. The maid and the manager do not know who those 2 men were, they were not staying here. He says castle inn is a smaller, less prestigious hotel.
Jeremy goes to paper, talks to Ian Bloom. He was to be on the story of Oland being here but didn’t get to talk to him before death. The crew had not arrived yet. The one who brought it here was sent on leave after it arrived.
A man did come to the paper asking about Oland previous to the death: tall, late 40’s or so, gray hair, stout, smelled of mothballs faintly. Skin almost gray, “may have had a skin disease”. Says Oland was going to map the entire loch and find Nessie, once and for all. Gentleman asked where Oland was staying, which Ian told him, and about anything Ian knew about what Oland was doing here.
RC finds a store that sells fine cutlery. They know nothing of an AU DRUM.
Simon found a weapon store and a foundry. Guy at store says there are probably only 15 people in the country who still make those knives but not that name. He feels its probably quite old, that we should go to archives. The foundry says typically the AU is the maker, the second line the town it came from
Schuyler a clothing store that sells highland dress. He says the only U is the Urkharts, they live all over. None in Inverness, closest part of the clan is in Killmoor. He says the DRUM could be a town.
Back to the foundry, says Urkharts have forge in Drumnadrochit near Killmoor.
We all meet back up.
All of us go to the 3 storey Castle Inn. 12 rooms, infrequent guests, rowdy bar, its by the docks and hosts a lot of sailors.
We get a drink, Josephine ‘Ma’ Dawson owns it; fat and old.
Dawson “Whaddya want here?”
Drinks! We throw out some coin and order scotch.
Just looking at the clientele, they are up to no good. Lots of various deals.
Jeremy "Anyone new in town recently?
Dawson “I wouldn’t know, don’t pay much attention to who’s here.”
Paul gives her a pound sterling.
Jeremy “The night that the Kraken blew. Possibly gray skinned, walked with an odd gate.”
Schuyler “Maybe 2 of them.”
“My memory isn’t that good anymore, I’m an old lady.”
Paul gives her a few more pounds and she says they were here, one name was Brown the obvious leader, plus McCay and Winter. Brown lorded it up over them. Left early yesterday morning.
Shows us her ledger, but they are not signed out. Claims she must have forgotten. Schuyler points out she didn’t forget anyone else. She slams the book, calls us nosy and yells for Stewart. Who lost his nose for being nosy.
Simon “Here’s my question for you, old woman. Who’s going to make me leave your establishment?”
She whistles, and about half the people in the place high tail it out. The other half get ready for a fight with us.
We leave and stop at the Detective, tell him the Castle Inn is suspicious.
He says “Let’s go” and takes 2 men with us.
The 9 of us enter, demands to see the registry. Claims she lost it days ago, “I don’t know what these gentlemen are talking about.”
He searches behind the counter and it is indeed gone.
He goes over to a patron “Guy, where was this man Brown and his 2 cronies staying? What room.”
He plays dumb.
“You’re the bouncer here.”
Still plays dumb.
Guy “Nobodies taking me anywhere” and swings. The Det. dodges and gets him in an arm lock.
Ma “Let him alont” and says something in Gaelic.
Det breaks his little finger.
“301, they were in 301!!!”
Ma blocks bottom of the stairs.
Simon goes to bully past her, but can’t budge her. RC helps and a cop and she still resists but we topple her over.
Upstairs we go to 301.
Det knocks, and Simon bursts the door in. A decapitated corpse lies on the carpet. It has a disturbing gray/green color. No blood either. Skin has flaked off under him. Initials on the undershirt of his suit says FAM. Jeremy says its his ititials, probably wore it at his funeral. No head is present.
Surgeon arrives, takes body to HQ. Couple hours and we will have the report.
Ma finally says:
3 men rented room, wen tout evening boat blew and Oland died. They returned adn went up to room. No one saw them since. The service found that they had skipped out on the bill but left the body so they kept it quiet. The dead one was McCay.
Drummond says its been dead at least several weeks. Skin has been treated regularly with a preservative. Makeup on neck, severed slowly with a 4 to 6" blade. Blade pushed through spine with foot while held by another man.
Jeremy “Could the same knife have killed Oland?”
“Definitely could be.”
Preservative is pariphen base wax, with camphor and naphthalene!!
Drumnadrochit is the place to go, about 15 minutes up the Caladonian canal. We will catch a steamboat the next morning.
Copmeets us at docks, head has been found in the canal. ID’d as Brother MacKay, a kindly man, brother 17 years at the Fort Augustine Monastery (15 milesfurther down Ness than Drumnadrochit.
We take the few hour trip to Drumnadrochit.
Town square is next to the canal. Fairly bustling right now. Wooden benches spaced around the square for sitting. No real police in the town.
Simon wants to make for the graveyard.
Man approaches asking for a few pence “for an old man”.
Wilhelm gives him a couple. Asks if he can be of any service.
Schuyler “Tell us where to find the cemetary.”
Simon "Do you know anything about the monastery down the loch?
He does not.
Jeremy “Urkhart forge?”
“They’re bad news.” Their family old ruined castle is down the loch. They used to be the lords. Them and the Grants were the big wigs in the area.
“They’ve allied themselves with the devil himself. I’ve got a tale I can tell ye.”
Last year, this time, he was at the ruins, heard chanting and saw a strange ritual Before he fled, saw Angus running the show and preaching. He has always had an unnatural luck “Keep away from that man and his disciples”. He lives in Urkhart hall just south of town.
Simon “We appreciate the advice, old man.”
At graveyard, we look for any recently disturbed graves. Seems like all is well.
Schuyler finds the caretaker and asks if he has had any graverobbing trouble. He says not at all. Seems like an innocent dog, but soon as RC heads into the grounds. Guy says “Get him” and he turns ferocious and charges until the caretaker stops him. This guy fought in the Afghan wars. He tells us the forge is actually 2 miles down at the new property, right behind the house. He says the old castle has always been an evil place.
He says everybody around here loves Nessie, not a bad word, especially with all the tourist traffic she brings in.
We walk for the Urkhart place. Its a large manor, early 18th century, little bit shoddy. Has what is like its own hamlet around it that is others of the clan. The women are pretty and the men brawny.
We go for the forge first around back. Man is at work forging a claymore.
“Ah strangers, what can I do for you?”
Simon “We are looking for the manufacturer of a scotch knife, good quality. Had an AU and DRUM insignia.”
“Unless its a forgery, I’m your man. I’m Angus Urkhart.”
He doesn’t make many, only for special occasions. Often for Scotch traditional rituals. He invites us into his home since we are interested in his work. He tells us to go to the front door of the manor.
Very attractive lady opens and lets us in, leads us to a sitting room, we drink scotch but for Schuyler who takes the mountain spring water.
25 minutes, still nothing.
She says it will take him a while to clean up.
5 minutes later he arrives in semi formal wear, shakes everyone’s hands.
Simon “A fine property you have”.
He looks in early to mid 50’s. Big, thick curly white beard.
Other than some pricey heirlooms, much of the decor is old and outdated. Though it is scrupulously clean. They surely do not have a ton of money. They do have several claymores on the walls several hundred years old. They hold onto their history.
Schuyler is interested in holding a claymore.
“Certainly, of course”.
He hands him one he made a few years ago, perfectly balanced.
Schuyler asks for one of the heirlooms. He takes one down next to a shield, which has battle scars on it. As does the blade though it’s impeccably sharpened. It’s the claymore of clan Urkhart, last used by Stewart Urkhart.
He’s very pleasant, invites us to stay for dinner which we accept.
He takes a liking to Schuyler for asking about the blade, and Simon for wielding it very deftly.
He keeps his distance from RC.
He invites Paul out front to dual with basket hilt/dirk 2 wpn. style. Paul gets the better of it.
Arthur laughs “Well done, well done. Your ancestors will be proud. A small crowd had gathered and give a cheer.”
Dinner time. They open the grand hall for us, has not been used for at least months. Its a rush for them to get it and its kitchen in operation for a feast, breaking out some of the last of their good stuff from the winter.
Brings our 2nd rate, but not atrocious, cigars and 20 year old excellent brandy.
He says the first toast in this house is always the same:
“Gentlemen, to the Queen!”
All of us “To the Queen.”
He says he lost an ancestor at Culloden.
Schuyler toasts to a hosts hospitality.
He toasts “Up the Urkharts, down the Campells!”
He says the Campells have always been evil.
Another drunk family member says “Ha, more evil than you’ll ever know.”
The guy next to him elbows him and shuts him up.
He asks us about the dagger now.
We show it to him, tell him we found it in Inverness. Simon hands him the dagger. His demeanor changes “Do you know what we do to thieves and murderers in this land?”
All the family draw daggers and put them to our throats.
Says this dagger and its twin stolen from here less than a month ago, and his nephew murdered the same night.
Jeremy questions why, if we stole it, would we be back here now.
Demands we answer one question or we will all end up at the bottom of the Loch, and says something in a dark speech, Wilheml says something about ‘Glaaki was and Glaaki will return’.
Wilhelm “I refuse to speak such a foul language.”
“You call the ancient tongue foul?”
“Allright gentlemen (all calmes down) how did you come about this dagger?”
we explain what happened in Inverness.
He says the 3 men were servants of Glaaki.
He asks “Now, why would Johnny be calling for you?”
We tell him we do this kind of work. He says in this family, when they talk of secrets, they speak “under the boar’s head”, which we will do tomorrow. We must stay the night.
Now, enough of this. The patriarch of clan Grant, their brother clan, is Derrick. Lives close by. He will be sent for so that we can talk to the leaders of both clans.
We tell him about the bad talk of him in town, like they talked of the Campells. He says they had a cult which worshipped Cthulhu and Deep Ones. That’s why they sided with the English vs Charlie, for he would have cleansed the taint of the deep ones. Instead, they remain. Urkhart, Grant and clan MacGregor warred with them for a long time. They don;’t anymore after the Cthulhu worshipers were defeated over a century ago.
This war happened to the north, in the island. Nothing to do with what is going on now.
About Glaaki et al, he will tell us tomorrow. We will talk to uncle stewart as well.
To our rooms. Wilhelm tells what he knows about Glaaki:
Cousin to Eihort, with eyes in his hands.
LIke him, Glaaki exists to infect and corrupt humans to empower himself. Turns them to mortal slaves.
He is an Old One.
Morning, Grant and a few other leaders take us into the clan meeting room. There is a giant boar head on the wall, over 200 years ago. Grant leader explains:
’My ancestors felt a great desire to build the castle where they did because of dreams that his ancestor had. Something is under it. Could be a lay line crossing, could be an artifact or technology. Whatever it is, its dear to Glaaki and he desires it. There were legends it had been attacked by monster before but unseccessful.Urkhart and Grant clans, and others, had gathered together years after it was ruins. The Campells tried to sieze it but were defeated by this unified group. While we celebrated, Glaaki came out of the Loch at teh shore. Most ran in terror, by my ancestor and the elders plus loyal followers defended the ancestral home. That battle was brief and Glaaki was weakened and driven back. He killed over a dozen men. As he was about to overwhelm them when the patriarch of the clan Stewart rolled a barrel of whiskey over a fire which he toppled onto Glaaki. He had never faced fire before and he retreated angered and confused after lancing Stewart with one of his spearlike spines.
Stewart died on his way home. He was layed out for burial, and as they sat drinking to him, Stewart rose up from the dead having become a servant yet still himself. A servant is one who has been speared by a spine. There is no escape if this happens. It is a sort of zombie, soul devoured but mind still working, subservient to an Old One. You do rot, so they have learned to make the preservative. The scent is a giveaway. Some willingly go through this, and become greater servants who do not decay and look normal (Brown must be one of those). This is also how we found out the Campells were a Mythos evil. Glaaki learned much about us through Stewart though. 23 years later, he came back again. He was surprised that the clans were waiting for it at the castle. Fire, explosives, and firearms hurt it.
It must be weak for a great old one.
If it gains the power it wants from this site, it will be much worse. It will rule at least Scotland if not the isles or more. We think he is preparing for another return, and has a new unknown source of servants. Not many of us left in the area, we have gotten smaller over the years.
We tell him we are with them.
They think the other servant, not Brown, came from the monastery as well. It could be a den of Glaaki by now.
_This may be the time to gather the clans. I don’t know why they beheaded one of their number. We have an early warning system. When we found Stewart was still alive, insisting on release, he began arguing with himself about who he was and served. (Smigel an Golem). Over a series of months of the wisemen talking to him, they discovered this info on Glaaki. They could spy on Glaaki through Stewart as it could on them. Glaaki went through a gate to a home of his in New Zealand. _
Time to talk to uncle Stewart, they in a barrel of single malt whiskey, from which he pulls out Stewart’s head and torso to the waist. They lost the legs in an accident a few years ago. It slows the decay.
His skin has an amber palor.
He is difficult to understand, it takes a moment to draw Stewart out from the servant side. He goes back and forth between the two frequently.
He says the time is near!! Servants are ready. It is keeping who the servants are from him. Very very soon, they will be at the castle. Before another moon.
Stewart is taken away.
The owner of a boat, Gordon, can take us down the loch to the monastery on a boat. Ms. Fiona MacDonald is the trip commentator for the hour long ride.
He gives Schuyler a claymore to use if there is trouble.
Lots of talk of the depth, dinosaurs.
The old man wagers there is something in the loch.
He says the Benedictine Monks have been acting odd lately. They have been wading in the cold water with no problems at all.
It doesn’t look good for their survival when we arrive.
He thinks Nessie used to be there, but she may have run into something bigger than her. “I spoke too much”.
He describes the unspeakable Glaaki. He has heard talk about it, never saw it himself.
He thinks Nessie was/is a dinosaur.
The monastery ground are unkempt. Simon rings the bell. Monk answers ‘Yes may I help you?"
Simon "We’re here to see brother McCay."
“Brother McCay is away right now.”
They are all gone, pilgramage to feed the poor. They’ll be gone about 3 days. He’s the Abbot. He invites us in to speak with him. Takes us into the kitchen.
Jeremy repeats the forbidden tongue line.
Abbot “What are you talking about?”
He does not look well, skin unhealthy, but no smell. He’s 62 yrs old. They have been working hard on the packages for the poor lately that’s why the grounds are a mess.
He knows nothing of the murder. He assumes its Urkhart and the clan because they hold satanic rituals on their lands. He prays for them every night in case it is true.
The brothers are going into the northern highlands on foot. There are about 50 brothers here.
He basically says nothing.
We head back to the boat dock.
We hear a chanting behind us. Atop the church is the Abbot chanting. A cloud is forming over us.
Simon takes a shot with his LaBelle and dires from the 4th range increment. He hits 16.
Slowly out of the mist is a wooly beast, huge, 2 taloned paws and a vertical mouth atop its shoulders with yellow fangs. Each arm ends in 2 forearms.
The spell fizzles, his concentration broken, and the mist recedes as well as the beast w/in.
Schuyler hits him with his winchester 17. Surges 21, he falls off the roof and splats to the ground.
We rush back and search the monastery. No hygiene lately, we can tell. Small pot behind the bed of each of the monks is the preservative.; also makeup for each of them.
All the previous holy items have been desecrated and mutilated. This is now a hellish place. Simon has already begun readying the place to burn.
It is torched.
Back at the Urkharts, we say we better get the clans to the castle asap.
He says tomorrow they can assemble and get there.
(Investigators get a zeppelin back to NYC. Arrive April 21.
Still no word from Rathbone and Goldstein. They are feared lost.)
We get 10 sticks dynamite from one of the clans, about 30 molotov cocktails.
3 barrels of highly flammable whiskey.
About 30 highlanders with swords and rifles.
They station themselves at the 3 possible points of entry to the castle.
Simon and RC are stationed with Grant and 10 men.
Paul with Urkhart and 14 men in the middle.
Other 3 with the Derwood and his 2 men.
1 cask with each.
5 sticks with Urkhart and Grant each.
Each of the 29 clansmen as well as RC has a molotov cocktail.
Looks like rain, we keep the stuff that will need lit under wraps.
A driving rainstorm begins and hits for about an hour then slows to a soft drizzle
Simon says for us to be ready with the energy bolt pistols against the undead.
We dig a shallow ditch at each side and saturate it with oil.
We hear a splashing, and the moan and soggy shambling of the zombie servants of Glaaki from all 3 fronts. They chant soullessly.
We light the oil so we can see about 40’ out.
One volley tells from the scots shows us their DR is 6 all around.
We fire energy guns, dropping Jeremy’s and Wilhelm’s. Schuyler’s hit is still coming, it’s the leader. It looks almost dead. The highlanders fire and hit 3 times killing it.
Schuyler misses, Jeremy and Wilhelm hit, with the energy pistols.
Highlander volley hits all 3 times but it keeps coming.
The 3 highlanders are ready with claymores as it reaches us, as does Schuyler. All but 1 hit but it is still up when Wilhelm stabs with his swordcane but misses. It hits Derwood 9.
The highlanders cut them down.
A roar comes from behind us through a trench to our side. The first reaches the top next to Wilhelm.
Schuyler steps back and grabs his pistol.
Wilhelms fires his energy and kills it.
We get ready for the next attack.
At Grant they are approaching as well, 8 of them. We let the highlanders fire for the 2 rounds. Simon and RC ready for melee.
They concentrate on the lead zombie, killing him with 5 hits, then kill another, in the first round. Second round, killing 2.
One highlander joins us in the melee at the ready. They retaliate hitting RC once and Simon twice.
RC hits 16 DEAD, cleaves 17 DEAD to the highlander’s. Simon hits 16 DEAD. Another highlander enters and misses him.
With Urkhart a horde of 24 are coming! The main assault.
Paul fires the energy for 2 rounds killing 2.
We concentrate fire in groups trying to drop a few before they get here. First round they drop 3. Second round 5. A last one wounded 4.
Paul shoots the energy and severely damages a tougher one. His gun is out of energy.
They drop 2, including the injured tough one and are struck back.
Next round, we drop 2. Paul enters the fray as well and hits 9 dropping another.
Great Glaki now appears from the shore behind the middle attack. Luckily for our ordinary forces, its dark. Many fail but don’t lose enough sanity to run away, at least just yet.
2 spines shoot off of Glaaki. hitting one of the low lvl highlanders DEAD. One of the toughs is hit bad DEAD.
Schuyler runs to the edge and sees a swarm of about a dozen down the trench. He kills it with energy. More are climbing up in a line across the trench. Jeremy kills another with energy as does WIlhelm.
3 highlanders throw in molotov cocktails at the gang at the bottom lighting them up.
2 get to the top however that were already climbing but miss.
Schuyler kills 1 with his energy. Wilhelm wounds the other, a tough one; Jeremy kills a climber. The highlanders chop that wounded up.
Energy kills 3 climbers. The highlanders jam their claymores into the ground and fire down, killing 1.
2 reach the top, 5 burners start climbing.
Jeremy fires pistol miss; highlanders fire at the 2 up top 10, 11/11 after DR. Schuyler draws the claymore and hits 5 DEAD. Wilhelm’s revolver hits 0.
The last attacks the highlanders miss.
RC and Simon rush to Paul’s group. Grant hits the last zombie 10/13. Couple tough highlanders help, this is THE leader of the zombies. They hit for very little. Another highlander misses. It misses them.
The rest follow Paul and RC. One sees the shape of Glaaki and immediately turns and flees the entire battle in stark terror.
Grant and his 3 men all hit the last Z DEAD. Then they head for Paul.
At Paul, while we are moving: Paul does nothing after DR; none are killed. Their attacks drop none but put one into wounds.
Glaaki hits 2 other highlanders killing 1 but not the other but he’s badly wounded. He pulls out of combat.
RC, Simon and their first group show up now and hit the line. The highlanders are fighting fiercely, killing 2 including their toughest zombie.
RC hits a gang of the weaker Z, killing 2. Simon kills a tough Z, Paul shoots one and wounds it badly.
Another wounded man helps out the spine speared one.
Their last 5 do little to us.
Spines from Glaaki hit 2 more highlanders, wounding the first and killing the 2nd.
The newly wounded highlander retreats.
The highlander go at the last 5 dropping the toughest left. The 3 tough highlanders drop 2 others. The 2 leaders kill them both. End of the Z’s here.
Paul lights a 2 stick of Dynamite, that is attached to the lid of the barrel. Simon/RC with Paul helping to aim and roll it toward Glaaki. It’s a direct hit as he rears up and smashes upon it. After a moment it blows, enormously.
2 spines fire, hitting Simon 19 but misses Paul! Simon stays up.
Grant and company arrive, Grant rolling a barrel to us. Grant lights it.
About 18 highlanders throw their molotov cocktails, all but 2 hitting. The whiskey exlposion is still burning him as well.
As he writhes we roll the 2nd barrel and it blows right up against Glaaki. He is a veritable conflagration.
Glaaki fires his 2 spines, hitting a Grant highlander and the other at Paul. The highlander 23 DEAD; Paul is hit 28.
A few highlanders rush for Schuyler’s barrel.
4 highlanders pick up the cocktails from the fallen and throw, each hitting.
Glaaki still burns terribly but its getting less every round.
Simon eggs RC on to charge Glaaki.
Grang “Look at those crazy bastarts!”
Neither does any damage.
After the burn continues he retreats into the loch but not before hitting Simon and RC with a spine. Both stand tall, though taking big damage.
The rest of the army rushes to help Schuyler’s side. We slaughter them from here on out.
Half the spine damage is direct to wound, so Simon has taken 16 and RC 11.
The Scots promise ace care in the hospitals.
A minute after each spine hit, fort. save or take con. damage.
Paul makes it. He has 1 wound point left.
RC makes it.
Simon makes both.
We burn 5 dead to as close to nothing as possible. Bags played at their funerals.
RC/Paul/Simon shipped to Edinburgh hospital.