Father Matt's Parible Session Four ---Live Game

As we ride the Union Blue on our way to Selina I remind myself that the lord has called upon me to serve him at all times. As i reflect upon the last few days I realized I have not been as faithful to God and decide to spend a good amount of the train ride in thought and prayer, and then I doze off into a sleep. Our ride stops abruptly as I awaken, for us to discover, another train stopped ahead. The conductors of each train spoke and returned to inform us the tracks have been severely damaged and we cannot proceed until the appropriate repairs are made. The lord has blessed our day however and a local town was readily available to accept us for some rest. As we arrived into the town of Lazerath, we observed a small band abusing an elderly lady. A number of our group ran to assist this poor woman, who appeared disheveled and beaten, and as we ran to assist, the band of goons left to act foolishly elsewhere. The old lady pulled a knife on me as I tried to help her but left without incident. After settling into town and ensuring that our captive Clem was acquainted at the steel motel, we all went on our separate ways for the evening. I proceeded to the local Methodist church and met Reverend Thomas, and sought out some enlightenment. After some time praying and reflecting, I returned the business of I’ll repute to check on my new friends. Everything seemed okay so I strummed my guitar outside for a couple hours. Without warning a hear the crashing of broken glass and chairs and tables, and run back into Rohan’s bar to see Enyeto and one of ruffians from earlier, Leon, attacking Enyeto. Our other pal, Running Bear, helped fight off our assailant which sparked Leon’s buddies to run to his aid. I attempted to stop the fight and intervene between our party and Leon, without success. Leon’s friend pulled me to the side to explain the error of my ways however I informed him that God would be looking at his actions unfavorably and that it would be in his best interest to skedaddle, to which his compliance was gained. The fighting intensified as Leon cold-cocked Enyeto for the final blow which sent him to his heathen spirit world for a time, and Leon proceeded to pull out a large knife and went after our next Native ally. A failed fight with Dog and Running Bear resulted in Leon’s untimely demise, rest his soul. The commotion subsided, and the mess was cleaned up. Once again, our party broke up to learn more about the town. The Easterner, Henry, and myself went back to the town, for myself I wanted to inquire about the orphans in town running about. I then heard the voice of God speak to me, in a weary fashion as a disturbing darkness fell upon our town… followed by an unnerving screech. Henry and I ran out to the Sheriff’s office, to find none other than Leon, with all of his wounds still ornamenting his body, and yet, seemingly very much alive, or at least cohesive. I recall stories from my childhood of such acts of unholiness, zombies, the undead, an army of darkness. My faith held me strong against the undead, as I engaged in combat with Leon and his other unholy friends. Two of them managed to get ahold of me and when all hope seemed gone, God’s will kept me from suffering any harm, and with the aid of my party, we managed to return Leon and his friend back to the ground. I frantically look around to see more of the undead encroaching upon the town, what are we to do? I run back out into the open field after checking on our prisoner, who is weeping in fear, but is safe. As our battle ensued, from across the rail came a monstrosity of undead bodies, all seemingly melted together, the size of buildings, truly only the word of God will help us survive. Good old Joseph came running out of the hardware store and rolled a barrel into a group of larger zombies, shot the barrel and caused raining fire. I ran into Rogan’s bar and enlisted the help of the local Law Enforcement agents, and proceeded to return to the outside and send another unholy creature back to the grave. I notice the other comrades of mine successfully dispatching more undead, a new warrior joins us from out of town, Tex, the Nightstalker, as well as a strange white Bison stampeding all around. These creatures are profound even for the undead, convulsing and absorbing other undead, creating even more abominations. Once again, to the astonishment of the party, the great white Buffalo, which had been holding down the area near the track, turned back into Enyeto, I have to marvel that even though his beliefs are wrong, they are powerful, that cannot be denied. And soon after, a blessing from the heavens as our large undead for falls to our mighty lord’s wrath. I then gathered a possy to include Rogan and Sheriff Chester, and began moving towards the tracks to clear the town. The town has turned into a militia, it’s truly amazing to see the resolve of citizens. The fight ends with Henry and his impressive marksmanship taking out the final large zombie. Following the fight, the promiscuous ladies of Rogan’s bar offered a 50% discount on all sinful activities, his statement was “50% every round”. The wise Henry indicated that each round is “18 holes”, I laugh although I cannot nor do I want to participate. We conversed with our new party member, who we notices is very pale skinned, and spoke with the bartender, Rogan. Rogan says he has seen those creatures before peeping in the windows. We also discussed how we observed some Zombies captured some of the orphan children, which is troublesome. Reverend Thomas came running into the bar screaming that “they took the babies!, Mrs. Bloom the teacher is dead”, and Thompson has been bit very badly. I quickly attempt to perform a miracle and heal Rev Thompson and heal his bites, but I am unsure if it was successful.