The Cycle of the Afflicted

Welcome to your Adventure Log!
A blog for your campaign

Every campaign gets an Adventure Log, a blog for your adventures!

While the wiki is great for organizing your campaign world, it’s not the best way to chronicle your adventures. For that purpose, you need a blog!

The Adventure Log will allow you to chronologically order the happenings of your campaign. It serves as the record of what has passed. After each gaming session, come to the Adventure Log and write up what happened. In time, it will grow into a great story!

Best of all, each Adventure Log post is also a wiki page! You can link back and forth with your wiki, characters, and so forth as you wish.

One final tip: Before you jump in and try to write up the entire history for your campaign, take a deep breath. Rather than spending days writing and getting exhausted, I would suggest writing a quick “Story So Far” with only a summary. Then, get back to gaming! Grow your Adventure Log over time, rather than all at once.

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[POV]: Shane

JOURNAL LOG ENTRY #48; FEBRUARY 20, 2112.

DEAR ADVENTURE LOG,

THE TIME I HAVE SPENT ROAMING THE WASTES HAS BEEN SIMPLE UP TILL THE POINT I MET NO-FACE, FROM THE MOMENT I MET HIM I COULD TELL HE WAS NO GOOD, THE MASK, THE WAY HE TALKED ALL OF IT GAVE ME THIS FEELING LIKE LIKE A BLACK OOZE ALWAYS TRYING TO CONSUME ANYTHING THAT CAME CLOSE ENOUGH TO IT. IT SENDS SHIVERS DOWN MY SPINE JUST THINKING ABOUT IT. OUTRIGHT ATTACKING HIM WOULD BE WRONG SEEMING AS HE HAS DONE NOTHING HOSTILE TOWARDS US, I JUST CAN’T BRING MY SELF TO TRUST HIM THOUGH HE SEEMS TO BE HIDING SOMETHING FROM ME AND THE MEN I FOUND HERE. ANYWAY I NEED TO JUST SLEEP NOW AND FIGURE OUT WHAT HIS DEAL IS LATER.

JOURNAL LOG ENTRY #49; FEBRUARY 21, 2112.

DEAR ADVENTURE LOG,

THE CLOUD OF DUST ON THE OUT SKIRTS OF TOWN SEEM TO BE MOVING, SAVAGE, ONE OF THE MEN I’M WITH, SAYS THERE IS A LARGE METAL MONSTER IN THERE THAT DRAGS ALONG THE BODIES OF ITS VICTIMS, I WAS VERY SKEPTICAL ON THIS UNTIL I SAW IT IN PERSON, IT WAS HUGE THE SIZE OF A HOUSE ALMOST BUT MADE SIMILARLY TO THE ODD METAL BOXES I KEEP SEEING EVERY HERE AND THERE.
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    ABOUT AN HOUR FROM MY LAST ENTRY WE CAME FACE-TO-FACE WITH THE METAL MONSTER, IT TURNED OUT TO BE NOT A MONSTER BUT A LARGE MECHANICAL DEVICE THAT COULD BE DRIVEN, HAVE IT NOT BE HASTILY BUILT AND GENERALLY A SLAP TOGETHER OF MANY DIFFERENT UNNAMEABLE THINGS AND NOT BURNED TO A CRISP, NO-FACE HAD A BOTTLE OF SORTS FILLED WITH SOMETHING IGNITABLE AND A PIECE OF CLOTH HANGING OUT. WE DISPATCHED OF THE MEN INSIDE AND UPON DOING SO STOPPED THE MEN FROM KILLING MORE CAPTIVES. NO-FACE AT THIS POINT DECIDED TO INFORM US THAT THERE WERE IN FACT MORE CAPTIVES THAT I BEING THE MAN I AM HAVE TO RESCUE. I PUT THE DECISION UPTO SAVAGE, HE PROMPTLY AGREED WITH
    NO-FACE.
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    WE ARRIVED TO FIND THE CAPTIVES DEAD, ENTRAILS EXPOSED AND SPREAD ACROSS THE CAMP LIKE SOME SORT OF SICK TWISTED FESTIVAL DECORATION. IN THE DISTANCE I HEARD MEN WHOOPING AND HOLLERING, SOME SCREAMING MANIACALLY, I TRIED TO DUCK BEHIND A TABLE FOR COVER, BUT LOST THAT DAYS RATIONS BECAUSE OF HOW VILE THE SIGHT WAS, I PROCEEDED TO OTHER COVER. THE GANGERS, AS NO-FACE CALLED THEM, PASSED RIGHT BY US ON AN ADJACENT STREET, BY THE TIME I COULD REACT NO-FACE WAS NO WHERE TO BE SEEN AND SAVAGE WAS ALREADY PROCEEDING TO AMBUSH THE GANG OF MURDERERS. I FOLLOWED. THE MEN WERE CARRYING WATER FROM SAVAGES WATER TOWER, HE SHOT THE LEAD MAN PANICKING THE MEN WHO FOLLOWED. I ALSO FIRED KILLING TWO OF THEM, WHILE MARIC OUR THIRD AND FINAL FRIEND SNUCK AROUND TO TRY TO GET A HOLD OF A GUN FROM ONE OF THE MEN ME AND SAVAGE WERE DISTRACTING. SHOTS FROM BEHIND US COLLIDED WITH THE LAST OF THEM, NO-FACE SIGNALING TO US FROM AFAR. WE DECIDED TO FIND A PLACE TO HOLD UP FOR THE NIGHT IN ONE OF THE HOUSES.
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    WE FOUND A SUITABLE HOUSE, ONE ENTRANCE ONE EXIT, WE SET UP CAMP UP STAIRS IN THE SMALLER OF THE TWO ROOMS CLOSEST TO THE STAIRS. BEFORE WE WENT TO SLEEP SAVAGE HAD A BRILLIANT IDEA, TAKE SOME OF THE LIGHT BULBS THAT ARE BURNED OUT, CRUSH THEM AND SCATTER THEM ON THE STAIRS AS A SOUND TRAP. LONG DAY TOMORROW I SHOULD GET SOME REST.

JOURNAL ENTRY #50; FEBRUARY 22, 2112.

DEAR ADVENTURE LOG,

SAVAGE WENT MISSING FOR A WHILE, BUT FOUND HIS WAY BACK TO ME AND MARIC. HE WAS HOLDING A SMALL SILVER BOX, THAT PLAYED MUSIC. WE STARTED LISTENING AT DAWN, BUT WHEN WE STOPPED IN WHAT FELT LIKE ONLY A FEW MOMENTS IT WAS DUSK! SAVAGE THEN BEGAN TO PANIC AND TOLD US THAT WE NEED TO LEAVE HERE, AND FAST. I HAD NO PROBLEM WITH THIS SO WE BAGAN AT A RUSHED PACE THROUGH THE HOUSE TOWARDS THE STAIRS, WE CAME TO A DOOR WAY IN FRONT OF THE STAIR WELL, WHERE THERE WAS ONCE JUST FLOOR THERE WAS NOW A RED CARPET! I WALKED FORWARD CARELESSLY ONLY TO BE STOPPED BY SAVAGE AND WARNED ABOUT HIS ENCOUNTER WITH NO-FACES’ BUILDING AND THE TRAPS WITHIN, AND ALMOST QUED BY THE WARNING THEY FOUND A TRIP WIRE LEADING TO A MANNEQUIN, BUT NOT JUST ANY OLD MANNEQUIN THIS ONE HAD A SHOTGUN!!! CAREFULLY WE WENT DOWN THE STAIRS AVOIDING THESE SMALL CIRCULAR PADS THAT WERE HIDDEN UNDER THE CARPET. THE LIGHT THAT LEAD OUR WAY UP TO THIS POINT DIED LEAVING US IN DARKNESS, MERE SECONDS PASSED AND WITH A LOUD CLICK A SPOT LIGHT ACTIVATED ALONG WITH THE WORDS “and so the game begins…” THE SPOTLIGHT BLINDED US IN THE DARK BUT FOR NO APPARENT REASON, NOTHING SEEMED TO HAPPEN AFTER PASSING THROUGH IT. WE CAME TO THE DOOR, SAVAGE WHO WAS LEADING OPENED IT, ALMOST GETTING IMPALED BY A METALLIC SPIKE. WE RAN THROUGH THE TOWN MANNEQUINS IN EVERY WINDOW IT SEEMED WATCHING, WAITING SEEMINGLY FOR JUST ONE SLIP UP…

JOURNAL ENTRY #51; FEBRUARY 23, 2112.

DEAR ADVENTURE LOG,

ME AND MARIC ESCAPED, THE GOOD MAN SAVAGE HAD DIED PROTECTING US FROM A PARTICULARLY DEADLY TRAP, REST IN PEACE MY FRIEND
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    WE HAVE DECIDED TO TRAVEL TOGETHER, MARIC AND I, WE BOTH SEEM TO BELIEVE NO-FACE IS NOT THE TYPE TO LET IS PREY ESCAPE. IT IS JUST SAFER THIS WAY.

JOURNAL ENTRY #52; MARCH 1, 2112.

DEAR ADVENTURE LOG,

TODAY WE STUMBLED UPON AN ODD ADVERSARY SOMETHING MARIC CALLED A “GNASHER”, THIS GNASHER TURNED OUR TO BE NOT ONE BUT A SWARM OF THESE SMALL CREATURES. IT GRABBED A SKELETON THAT HAD JUST BEEN IN SHAMBLES AND BASICALLY REANIMATED ITS FRAME. MARIC DISPATCHED IT WITH EASE. LATER ON WE HEARD GUN SHOT AND THE BARK OF WHAT COULD BE MISTAKEN FOR A DOG BUT WAS TO ME OBVIOUSLY MORE THAN JUST A DOG, AFTER ONE OF THE FEW GUNSHOTS SOUNDED A HORRID WIMPERY CRY CAME FROM ONE OF THEDOGS”. UPON HEARING THIS WE MOVED FORWARD TO MAKE SURE EVERYTHING WAS ALRIGHT, BUT THE SOUND IT MADE ECHOED IN MY HEAD, I COULD GO NO CLOSER TO IT. WE DECIDED TO MOVE TOWARDS THE BUILDINGS WE COULD SEE INSTEAD. I NOTICED TWO FIGURES OFF IN THE DISTANCE RUN TOWARDS US AND SOME FLICKERING LIGHTS IN THE BUILDING WE WERE APPROACHING. IN THAT MOMENT I COULD FEEL THE SAME FEELING I GOT WHEN I WAS AROUND NOFACE EMANATING FROM BEHIND ME, I QUICKLY CONVINCED THE TWO MEN TO FOLLOW US, AS I FEARED DEATH WAS ON OUR TAIL. I OPTED TO GO INTO THE BUILDING BECAUSE IT WAS FROM WHAT I COULD SEE TO BE THE SAFEST BET TO DEFEND OUR SELFS AGAINST THE THREAT I COULD SENSE COMING.
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    AFTER ABOUT AN HOUR WE CAME OUT OF OUR DEFENSES TO LEARN WHO EACH OTHER WERE AND TO COME UP WITH A PLAN. MARIC AND I AGREED TO CAUTIOUSLY SEARCH THE BUILDING FOR ANYTHING USEFUL. THE FIRST THING WE CHECK ENDED HORRIDLY AS I WAS TRAPPED IN A ROOM, BUT THANKFULLY I ESCAPED WITH HELP FROM MARIC AND CONNER, OUR NEW FRIEND. WE WANDERED THROUGH THE BUILDING AND FINALLY CAME TO A ROOM THAT SEEMED NOT TO BE TOUCHED BY ANYONE. I SEARCHED AROUND AND FOUND SOME WOODEN PEGS AND A METALLIC PEG THAT COULD BE USED TO MARK THINGS. I NAMED THEMMARKERS”, STRANGELY ENOUGH YOU ARE BEING WRITTEN ON IN MARKER. I ALSO FOUND SOME COLORED METAL SWIRLS THAT CAN BE USED TO PICK SIMPLE LOCKS,SOME MEDICAL SUPPLIES WERE FOUND JUST OUT SIDE THE ROOM I FOUND THE MARKERS IN, AND A TATTERED PIECE OF CLOTH WITH LINES AND STARS ON IT. UH OH, WERE MOVING ON I NEED TO GET GOING. LATER
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horseshoes.

our waste wary wanderers have crossed paths, only after encountering a pile o’ bones, covered in marrow leaches, [known to the “locals” as gnashers], and on the other side, flesh hounds and an alpha. However, when the two forces met, there seemed to be a third party watching, causing the players to flee to the main building of the compound.

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Let the games begin.

an old “friend” has resurfaced after stalking two of our wasters. The main man of the town of “No-Man” has left his abode and taken his games to our players. No Face will be putting them through through added challenges, making rooms that were unsearched, more… appealing.
will they fall victim to the apparitions of this compound, or the performance of No Face.

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Hunky-Fucken-Dory

What the fuck is with this guy? Big black claws? Being “in synch” with a room? Corpses that blink? I just want to deck him so badly. At least he’s better than what we have to deal with now. No Face is back… and now were probably going to have to deal with more of those traps of his. Well isn’t this all just hunky-fucken-dory…(Punches wall ). I was just looking for my next fight, and now Shane and I are stuck with these two savory characters, Conner, the overdone nutcase, and Nickolius, his flavorless little side dish, while running from the meatless main course missing a few spices, No Face… Note to self, don’t reflect on and empty stomach.(Opens a pack of rashions). Shane was a little offputing at first, but after our first little episode and during our travals, hes grown on me, even thogh he tends to get himself stuck in small rooms a little to often. That and he reminds me of Regie. Regie… I swair I’ll find you, even if I have to face a thousand No Faces on my oun.

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[POV]: Shane Teiger #2

Journal Entry #53; March 1, 2112.

Dear Advent. log,

It has recently clicked in my head that Conner is exhibiting unusual behavior, he’s a nice guy but, he sees things, things I don’t see. When Maric and I first came across him and his friend, he seemed to be wary of a “Black Claw” on the building that we were next to, I passed this off as the fright of the loud bark we heard coming from behind them, yet as we traveled into this building he saw a corpse blink at him, and later on he said he was on a raised platform in front of many chairs. Upon asking him about the raised platform he said he blinked and it disappeared! This is not normal in any form of the word, this is… madness!p. I have run out of ooze in my intricate “marker” as I’m referring to it from now on. This disappoints me as it was such a great thing to write with, now I’m forced to write with one of the more bland markers, on the bright side though I inspected the wooden pegs and there seems to be a black rock like material inside of it that rubs off on the white sheets I’m carrying, I’ve learned that if you sharpen the tips of them it exposes the black rock and you can write with it! These Pre-Infection devices are amazing! I just hope I survive to share what i’ve found with other wasters….

Over and Out,
Shane Teiger

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first impressions

Yesterday i went to sleep hoping to just continue our trade run in the morning but NOo, our caravan up and left me and Connor all alone. we woke up with everybody gone and no provisions besides what we had for ourselves. we went to this old and ruined town in what i think was south of where we woke up. when we got there the first thing that happened was that these evil EVIL dogs came up and starting attacking us i killed a little one in 1 shot and i blew off the leg of the bigger dog before they could hurt Connor anymore. after that we went a little further south and we found these guys going the opposite direction. the stronger looking one was named maric sander and the one who looked like a cowboy without a hat was shane teiger. they said they wouldn’t go south because shane said he had a feeling here was something behind them. we wouldn’t go north because we heard the barking of the little dogs that ran away after i killed the big dog. instead of arguing we decided to go into the only building that had electricity. Connor was always a little off but before we went in he said there was a black claw on top of the building. we all looked and there was nothing. when we went in first thing that happened was shane got trapped in an old stairwell, he got out but it wasn’t easy. we went down a hall and there were corpses on spikes o along the walls at the end of the hall we found a room that had , what shane calls, “markers” because they make marks on things.(“markers” are what I’m using to write this) we went back the way we came because we couldn’t go any farther that way and an odd metal box kept repeating “and the game begins,”then Connor broke it we went down the other hall and the lights went out and when of the others spoke it shined a spotlight on then once maric did it i shut up the rest of the time until the lights came back on. while Connor was in the spotlight he said he saw a wood floor than a 4-foot drop than a ton of chairs, maric and shane didnt see anything. we went into the first room and guess what was lying dead on a table in the middle of the room, a corpse, no even worse, the dog whose leg i shot off. Connor found some buttons and pressed them, as soon as he did these cages opened up and more popped up. 5 little ones and 2 more big ones. and the one wit no leg and WAS dead it got electrified and started attacking Connor. i killed two little one in less than a second and i almost killed a big one who was trying to kill shane. when maric went over to help shane the electrified dog barked and the shock wave knocked over shane and Connor. i was out of the line of fire. when it barked it also fell over dead and the electricity stopped thats all for now.
Smell ya later,
Nickias Roter

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The tide.

Our adventurers have happened across a room full of the foul flesh hounds, dispatching them all with very little problems. However, to the dismay of the other adventurers, No face has returned and is playing yet another game. Not to mention there is another group of adventurers on their way to the compound… how will they meet, and will there be… conflict.

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Yoink

Groan I hate dogs. Especially the ones here. These things deserve to die, for there sake if not ours. Its inhuman, especialy using electricity to bring them back from the dead. Although, (Brandishes magnet) I did discover that if I pump electricity through my LDG (Long Distance Graber) it becomes more powerful. I should find a way to rig something to it so that I can control its power. If only I could find a way to alter it so that it grabs things that aren’t metallic. That way I can take Shane’s markers while he’s writing again. It was fun until his metal one ran out of that black goop. Shane’s a good guy, a great friend, but he’s too easy to pick on. I’m going to have to find another way to annoy the shit out of him until then.

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what was that?

ok was i the only one who heard the barking, the explosion, and the welding sound. i have no clue what the hell they are but, they freak me out. when we get out of here i am going to find a hub city with casinos, women, and comfortable beds. but until then i have to stick with these guys and kill no face.

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