November 21st, 1878
Leaving town seemed to take a weight off our heads, and a night at The Drovers Cottage helped considerably. Heading on to Detroit though we began to feel it again, that pervasive…darkness. When we found our Washington friend’s train shot up, the engineer dead and guarded by a Confederate robot we thought, “well shit, why not?”
Before leaving the site of the train, Onesimus unlocks the small arsenal hidden aboard and some of the party increase their armaments somewhat.
The party begins to follow the zombie engineer down the tracks…until Seri inexplicably tosses a stick of dynamite at it, completely obliterating it. The party notes that the pattern of gore left behind forms the shape of the Drowned Coyotes symbol, but altered slightly so that it appears to be a lion.
The party continues on for several hours and note a burning carrion stench on the wind drifting from the direction of the nearby Patton farm. Olivia and others rush there as fast as they can and find the farm ransacked. The smell is emanating from a pile of dead livestock which had been placed on a bonfire. The main house looked as if it were assaulted from all sides and defended from within.
Inside, they find the body of Ronald Patton, pulverized against the wall of the living room. Again, the blood spatter forms the “red lion” shape.
Ahiga notes that dozens of tracks leave the farm and head into the fields in the direction of Detroit and follows them a short way after hearing the sounds of struggle coming from the fields.
Ahiga, Seri, and Ed find a man with an English longsword and a white cape bearing a red cross dispatching a small cluster of zombies at crater in which the party found Holden just days prior.
They discover that the man is Father Patrick O’Connor of Abilene. Olivia is surprised and overjoyed to see him. He explains to the party that he’s a member of a Roman order specifically created to combat supernatural evils and he was sent to investigate the stories of Joshua. He was using the zombie int he church cellar to attempt to locate the Red Lion, presumably the source of all of the risen dead in the area.
Holden and Onesimus discuss O’Connor’s longsword briefly with somewhat wide eyes.
The party spends the night in the loft of the Patton barn and continue on to Detroit in the light of day, determined to find the source of the threat. The landscape rapidly becomes extremely hostile and downright terrifying, the light of sun never quite penetrating, until they arrive at a small creek on the border of the seemingly deserted town of Detroit, KS.