Naruyashan
Reality's Janitor
"We are born of the blood."
Yharnam. For years, hunters have come to the town in search of something, whether it is the Healing Church and its fabled blood healing, adventure, or some other goal they think is worth seeking. Yet… something has changed. Hunters who survived the dream and were brought back to the Waking World are disappearing. Somehow, the rules have changed. Is it the Great Ones? The Hunter’s Dream itself? None know.
"Made men by the blood."
Yet, in the depths of the sea not far from Byrnnsworth and his college, nestled within the depths of the Earth lies something far beyond comprehension. After years of dormancy, something has arisen. Even the Great Ones feel the ripples of its ascension. Within the impossible city, Rhyleh, a soundless roar emerges.
"Undone by the blood."
The beast plague and what followed was considered the greatest threat humanity has ever known. Yet that is nothing in the face of the Shoggoth, and all that come with them. A new Hunt has begun, a new Dream has become reality. The Hunters Dream fell, and the Last Hope rose. The Great Ones lie in wait, watching, waiting, pondering.
The Pale Moon has left the sky, and the Sea of Ichor takes its place. The Night of the Hunt makes way for endless darkness. All that stands in its way is you.
“What is it you desire, good Hunter?”
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This is just an idea that came to me a while back, and, while I might need a Co-GM, it could end up being pretty damn cool. Anyone interested?
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