Crimson Dawn Adventure Synopsis #16

by Silveressa

This synopsis is the beginning of the second installment of my Darkest of Winters campaign, under the new name “Crimson Dawn.” Now summer is drawing to a close and free time is more abundant I’ll be resuming my campaign synopsis updates on bi-weekly basis, and will return to a weekly basis as fall arrives.

The second half of my Dead Reign campaign is filled with more action, and is a bit darker in tone, with some unexpected twists and surprises in store as the brave travelers continue their journey to the Alaskan weather station.  A journey that will test not only their resolve, but their dedication to each other and the unspoken obligations that come with friendship.

In the land of the undead being human is more then having a pulse, it’s having a heart and the courage to cling to your humanity even when it can cost you your life.

Now without further preamble, I present Crimson Dawn:

“Ya know, I never took Riley for the hearts & kisses boxer shorts type of mechanic.” –Heather, commenting on Riley’s choice of undergarments.

“Could be he was inspired by your short skirt and no undergarment approach to every day life?-Renee, commenting on Heather’s choice of no undergarments.

Adventure #16

After their run in with the Reapers the group re-boarded their trucks and set course forHamburger Lane, the groups plans to push their way through at high speeds eagerly embraced by everyone, despite the potential danger. Riley took the lead with Jessy, a thick low lying fog making the early morning visibility difficult, despite the powerful lights on the two military trucks, Jessy commenting how the fog seemed “unnatural somehow, like a shroud or veil that’s hidden the undead from view.”

Despite the road ahead obscured by the mist, the convoy keeps up an acceptable speed of 25mph, Riley holding course down the center of the road and simply slamming derelict vehicles out of the way in a scream of tortured metal and breaking glass, the few moving shapes within them quickly left in the dust.

The road clearing approach makes for relatively quick (if noisy) progress until the lead truck comes upon an overturned bus blocking most of the road looming ahead out of the fog. Braking suddenly and yanking the wheel sharply to the right Riley narrowly avoids a head on collision, coming to a halt inches from the wreck, Renee swerving to the side and ricocheting off of the guard rails as she barely avoids rear ending War wag one.

No sooner do the two trucks stop moving then a series of echoing moans are heard from deeper within the fog, and the crack of breaking glass. With some tricky maneuvering Riley manages to squeeze his truck past the over turned bus and guard rails, the heavy vehicle barely able to nudge the buses mass to the side enough to scrape by.

As Renee maneuvers her truck close behind a series of heavy thumps are heard landing on her roof, and the skittering of claws scraping across the metal. Yelling for heather to “DO something!” Renee accelerates to keep Riley’s truck in view as he pulls ahead into the fog, Jessy yelling at them over the radio to “keep close we’re putting the pedal to the metal!”

Back inside war wag two Heather yells at Renee to punch it and secures her seat belt more firmly, trusting in the vehicles armor to keep the undead at bay. The throaty roar of the machine drowns out any further commentary from Heather as Renee surges forward, plowing into, and through the twisted forms of several zombies as they fall from the tops of a Gray Hound bus into the road in front of them; the wash of gore and spray of entrails covering the hood of their vehicle.

Up ahead war wag one finds itself beset by surprisingly fast moving zombies that leap from one wrecked derelict to another keeping pace aside the truck as they moan in unison, Jessy rolling down his window and taking a few (full auto) pot shots at the runner on his side. Riley struggles to swerve around the looming hulks of buses, flinching at the stream of hot brass Jessy’s full auto fire sends flying through the passenger compartment as he unloads an entire clip of ammo at the running zombie; managing to score several strike at the end of his burst and send it tumbling in a shower of blood and bone in-between a set of wrecked cars.

As he is cheering his successful drive by shooting the fast zombie from Riley’s side leaps across onto the hood of the truck, its rotted fingers grabbing for purchase as it tries to slam its head through the glass into Riley. With his view blocked Riley struggles to see around the fiend, as Jessy helpfully reaches over to turn on the windshield wipers in an unsuccessful attempt to dislodge the attacker and warns the girls in war wag two of their situation over radio.

Behind them Renee holds course, matching Riley’s crazy path between the smashed vehicles and array of body parts, the barking of Heathers dogs from the cargo area reminding them of the unwanted passengers still clinging to the roof.  Fearing the zombies up top will manage to block their view similar to Riley’s problem Heather rolls down her window and leans out revolver in hand, struggling to get a clear shot at the unexpectedly obese zombie oozing over the top of their cab.

Timing her shots to match the sway of the vehicle Heather managers to place three solid hits into the center mass of the zombie, the mounds of its blubbery flesh absorbing the impacts without apparent effect, the noise and attack only serving to draw the zombies attention to heather where it clumsily lunges forward with its right hand, a stubby mess of gristle writhing with maggots in the gaping finger sockets.

Meanwhile war wag one continues to careen forward, Riley choking back a rise of bile as the zombie still clinging to the hood has its nose torn free in a spray of puss by the windshield wiper, its death grip on the truck unshaken by Riley’s frantic maneuvers. Ahead Jessy spots a Winnebago looming out of the mist and screams an unintelligible warning to Riley seconds before impact.

At over 50 mph the six and half ton truck explodes through the side of the RV in a spray of aluminum, insulation, and splintering wood as the recreational vehicle disintegrates under their impact, a tangled mass of lingerie and other unmentionables still clinging to the truck as it erupts from the other side, it’s undead passenger swept aside in the maelstrom of debris.

Within war wag two Renee quickly reaches over and grabs at Heather, dragging her back inside by skirts her belt seconds before her truck follows Riley’s through the RV in a bone jarring impact that mingles with the sound similar to that of a sledge hammer hitting a sack of rotten fruit. Struggling to regain control Renee side swipes war wag one, ripping off its passenger side mirror before coming to a stop several dozen feet later, the frantic barking of Heather dogs all the more deafening in the sudden silence.

Staring in shock at the rotting corpse previously obstructing his view of the road now replaced by a bright pink bra and panty set, Riley looks over and gives the dazed Jessy a thumbs up, only to wince at the squealing scrape of war wag two as it tears past them coming to rest further down the road a train of slimly entrails covering its rear cap and forming a bloody trail behind it.. A quick radio exchange between the two vehicles confirms everyone is mostly okay aside from several scrapes and bruises.

Their brief respite is short lived however as the echoing moans in the wreckage behind them reverberate within the fog, a cold reminder the denizens ofHamburger Laneare now behind them in eager pursuit.

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Will the next leg of their journey be plagued by zombie followers? Is the road ahead safer then the path behind? Can the heroes return by the same route with their volatile cargo safely? Find out in the next adventure synopsis #17 coming September 5th!

 

Comments

  1. Svafa says

    Yay! I’ve been waiting what seems like forever for these to resume. :D

    It seems Jessy has finally found something worthy of the full auto setting too… >.<

  2. James says

    How do you make the zombies and bandits stats on the fly? I find it to be to much work writing up a bunch of Zeds that the players are going to rip through after one game. Any tips would be great! Thanks!

  3. Silveressa says

    I take the recycling approach when it comes to zeds, before the start of the campaign I rolled up about 2-4 of each zombie archetype (i.e fast zombie, crawler, sloucher, etc..) and then reuse these stats for that style of zombie whenever they encounter them.

    The variable of 4 different sets of stats makes for enough variety they don’t get boring, and I can always mix and match the stats between the 2-4 pre-written zeds from that archetype for even more options if I want to mix things up.

    The key with this approach, is while the stats may remain relatively consistent, the description of the zombies needs to continually change in order for them to feel “fresh” to the players.

  4. Silveressa says

    Also on a side note, hurricane Irene came along and messed up my free time/update schedule for Crimson Dawn, (most of Vermont is classified as a disaster area currently, and they need all the volunteer help they can get.) so I hope to have the next update up this coming Sunday,

    Apologies for the unexpected delay, but it will resume! :D

  5. James says

    Thanks! I’ll try this during our next game! These synopses are awesome! But take your time posting the next one, we don’t want anyone to get hurt and it’s great that your willing to help out with the clean up!

  6. says

    If there are still fast attack zombies, I expect they will be the first to catch up, unless the group managed to shoot them all as they went by.

    Does this mean that they are out of the main body of cars and at the end of the mass of vehicles now? Or are they still in the middle?

    • Silveressa says

      Out of the main mass, with plenty of undead staggering in that direction after them, most of the fast zombies had been killed by the Reapers during their pass through, although, Hamburger lane still holds a few surprises for their return trip ;)