Well, if we’re going to be moored here for this storm, we might as well get some supplies. The general store at the dock is great, man. Smells of a mix of stale cigarettes and brackish water, with just a hint of dog. The walls have badly taxidermied animals, some with Mardi Gras beads or […]

So, I make a deal w/ HC: if he gets me a .50 cal, I’ll give him the 10k nuyen cash he needs to pay for his rescued for his brother’s tuition (that apparently happened the session I missed). So, HC goes to Tuan Vo,  a chemist in New Orleans East to see if there’s […]

Never a dull moment in Mid-World. Just when I thought I might get two uneventful days in a row, Taki gets a text from the still-missing HC: “Kidnapped. On train?” Taki magically located him – he was N and slightly W, ~12 miles away. That put him roughly in the middle of Lake Pontchartrain, probably […]