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The Vanishing Bordello of Long Meg

The grand and decadent bordello of  Long Meg appears and disappears every evening on the outskirts of small villages, large towns and occasionally in the center of the park of a great city. It nestles itself among the dunes of moonlit deserts and squats, with an inviting orange glow from the windows, in the darkness of fetid swamps. The Bordello is a welcome sight for a weary adventuring party, a place to stop and rest, relax and enjoy the mysterious pleasures of Long Meg and her offspring.

Those who enter her Bordello may not necessarily leave the same as they went it, if they leave at all.

The Impaled

The Prophet Luther was believed to be truly bound with God. When he spoke his golden voice would boom out with righteous vigour, telling of the paradise that awaited all who would lay aside their blasphemous ways and follow the good Lord.

Spreading the LotFP Bug

Here in sunny Milton Keynes today we had our first ever Sci-Fi Con, and +MK RPG were invited to run a few games, help spread the word that is tabletop roleplaying. I was asked to run a Lamentations game and I was only too happy to get stuck in. The only rub was that we had to keep our sessions to two hour slots, so I was looking for something to run that could really emphasise the simple rules coupled with the great themes. I ended up going for Tales of the Scarecrow with my Bulging Baby Filled Beauty mashed in (thanks to +Rich August for the suggestion!).

I ended up with three players new to LotFP (though two of the three were active roleplayers). The hook was simple: local eccentric had gone to London for the auctions several weeks previously and not yet returned with his group. The players were sent to investigate, and had found this suspicious farmhouse surrounded by a corn field in full growth despite the time of year.