Mass graves are horrific by definition. Festering spirits add to that horror
the theme of corruption and the fear of continued manipulation and suffering
after death. Especially since the
most likely culprit for polluting a mass grave is the one who caused it in the
first place: brutal prison bulls killed in a failed breakout attempt who get
buried with the rioters, for instance, or the dictator who gets hung along with
his generals within view of their victims’ graves. Even in legitimate grave sites like a family crypt or
ossuary, all it takes is a few bad sets of bones to spoil the bunch…
Given the festering spirits’ habits as described in the Bestiary 4—patrolling corridors,
vandalism, pranks, stealing food—they seem like ideally threats to place in
abandoned schools, abbeys, asylums, prisons, and similar institutions. Sure, they might show up on a
battlefield or the sight of some mage-blight, but there are better undead
candidates for that. Festering
spirits form where institutional control, fear, secrets and death all combine
in a particularly toxic, oozy stew.
Ringtown is a
geographical oddity, a narrow village that encircles a no man’s land two
miles across in every direction.
The reason is a particularly powerful festering spirit, born when a
bandit lord was tossed into the same mass grave as his many victims. When he rose as one of the undead, the
pragmatic villagers simply rebuilt their homes around his territory, visiting
the town center only by day when the spirit is quiescent. (The town well is one of the only
productive water sources in leagues, and has minor healing properties besides,
making abandoning the site impossible.)
Adventurers with the might to end the festering spirit would be welcomed
with open arms by most of Ringtown.
But a select few smugglers and at least one evil cult find the no man’s
land to be very useful, and will work behind the scenes to see that the
adventurers fail.
The prioress of Calum
Hollow secretly had multiple personalities—one of which drove her to
compulsively murder. Her guilt at
her crimes only fractured her psyche more, and by the time she was caught and
executed her splintered selves were each strong-willed enough to return as
festering spirits. Among them are
Sister Agata, a stern disciplinarian; Cook, who steals food to fill the
priory’s kitchen and wine cellar; Villy, with the mind of a child who plays
with attic whisperers and gremlins; Slithering Wisdom, who believes herself to
be (and manifests as) a naga princess, and the Black Butcher, the prioress’s
original “other,” now stronger and wickeder than ever.
Some “adventurers”
don’t want to adventure at all—they just want to pass. In Ormcrest Hall,
students are studying for winter exams when a putrescent spirit begins haunting
the dormitory cellar.
Investigating the haunting exposes crimes by the Master of
Thaumaturgy. The students will
have to pass their exams, vanquish the festering spirit, and present evidence
of the master’s wrongdoing in a way that does not get traced back to them…or
they might end up among the 10 percent of the student body (or more accurately,
student bodies) whose corpses are used in next year’s dissection lessons.
—Pathfinder Bestiary 4
98
And we’re back!
Thanks for hanging out during last week’s randomness. (For my Blogger readers, there were
pictures, a radio show (file now defunct, sadly), a podcast, and two essays on
some classic RPG books. Hope you
enjoy!)
So I spent the last week playing board games and celebrating
New Year’s at a fancy but frozen private school in New Hampshire. Can you tell?
I’m pretty certain that with the right group, you could use
Pathfinder rules to make a really great campaign set at a school, particularly
a school of magic. (The absolutely
essential GAZ3 The Principalities of
Glantri has recommendations for just such a campaign.) Given how lethal certain schools and institutions
in our own world can be, imagine what Korvosa’s Acadamae or Glantri’s Great
School of Magic must be like.
(Hell, even Hogwarts has a body count.) Festering spirits fit right in.
Finally, it seems like several of you used sick days or the
holidays to plow through the archives and/or send me nice notes. I’m not sure how fast I’ll be able to
reply to everyone given my current workload, but thanks to all of you for
taking the time out of your holidays to make mine brighter.
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