We traveled south towards Fort Lincoln passing the towns of Harmony and Goodwill. The weather was miserable over the 2-3 day long trip, enough rain that it actually stripped the soil. Flash floods destroyed the sawmill and other industries. Van Duesen’s heir sold the family business and gave the proceeds the Wiyot.
Upon reaching the fort we went to the telegraph office. Sgt. Nolan Lake is the supply officer so we went to go speak with him.We saw a powerfully built man talking to a crowd about the death of Alina Hindle. He was a sheriff looking to deputize a group to pursue Barton Duval who was suspected of killing her. Cho offered to travel with Deputy Fox to seek the accused. Lt. Daniels is the ranking officer at the fort,
We spoke to Sgt. Lake regarding requisitions and determined that a large shipment of old rifles was picked up by Sgt. Tanner in the past.
We headed out to look for the fugitive. Shortly afterwards we ran into a dust storm. In the dust storm we encountered some Pinkerton men with a wagon that had a large iron sphere in it. Afterwards we made camp for the night. We continued north to a flat grassy plain with muddy river and a trading post. The Chinese man running the training post said that Barton Duval had been through a few hours ago. He tried to trade for a new horse. He left to head up to his claim. A few weeks back Duval had come through with some odd colored quartz rocks looking to sell.
We encountered a flipped wagon with crushed side and native arrows stuck in it. Percival surmised that the arrows were staged and suspects that the Pinkerton men were not really Pinkerton. He also suspected that they tore down wanted posters of themselves.
Later that night we encountered A glowing wisp like creature. Deputy Fox suddenly seemed overcome and started taking about beautiful music while he crammed his gun in his mouth and pulled the trigger.
The next morning we encountered a white man who took us to visit a local Native tribe. The shaman of the tribe told us that the white men we tracked had become a manitou after digging i a sacred area where he was overcome by a coyote spirit. He also said a different creature of darkness sent the wisp creature after us. that the creature could only be seen in the darkness and left tracks like a snake. They gave Icie a bone knife to use on the manitou to leave the possessing spirit from him. They asked us to go to the sacred place and put him down.
We went to the sacred place where Icie fell into an underground cavern while following a vague urge from the Knife. In the caverns we found a mining camp with two completely shredded bodies. Further investigation revealed Barton Duval hiding in another cavern, cringing in a corner. He was lamenting that he couldn’t kill himself and that he hadn’t wanted to kill the little girl. Hearing that the man was tortured and wished to die and knowing what the Shaman had told him, Cho immediately opened fire to try and put the man down as quickly as possible. Unfortunately the spirit bound in Duval mad him supernaturally resistant to damage and a protracted melee ensued until Icie was finally able to use the shaman’s knife to put him down for good.
As we tried to leave the cave we encountered the two men impersonating Pinkerton’s. They barred the exit, saying it was a good thing we were there because their “brother” was getting hungry. At that point a small dust cloud rapidly assaulted everyone in the room. We could see an invisible humanoid shape in the cloud, defined by were it blocked the path of flying debris. After another brutal fight the invisible beast was slain and the Pinkerton impersonators were put to flight. We pursued them for a time until the last of them slipped away into the wilds. We captured the wagon carrying the strange metal sphere and used it to transport the bodies of the invisible beast and Duval back to Fort Lincoln.
Once we arrived we collected a reasonable bounty and reported our results to the Sheriff. We sought out the Lieutenant in charge of the fort to see if he knew anything of the arms shipments to New Opportunity. If he knew anything he hid it well as we saw nothing to indicate guilt or a hidden agenda.
We departed back to New Opportunity, once again finding that our rations were insufficient for the journey. When we drew within sight of town we found Zane dangling naked from the archway at the edge of town. We were eager to find out what happened but the curtains closed on the session.