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Current Started back to work this week, so I'm exhausted. I'll get some posts done tonight.
3 yrs ago
Holy back injury, Batman! I'll try and post tomorrow.
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4 yrs ago
Feeling burnt out. Medication isn't working like it should. I'm gonna try to keep writing, but it might take a while.
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4 yrs ago
Sottu got making people wait. My wife is getting ready to run her own DnD campaign soon, and I'm helping her.
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4 yrs ago
My PS4 save date got deleted. I'm actually quite upset.
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Eskel lowered his hands into his lap, trying once again to look proper and put together. It was a little hard to do, of course, while half covered in swamp mud and sitting in a chair three sizes too small, but he tried anyway.

"I know that I'm sometimes removed from what happens in the galaxy, but I want to change that. I've seen the vids, and if the real thing is half as bad as what they say, then the galaxy needs to right itself."

Eskel then got from his chair and approached Kijani. "This was has to stop, one way or the other. Otherwise the galaxy will tear itself to pieces. I want to help, and the best way I can see of doing that is by uniting our houses."

The prince knew that this was all probably not what Kijani was planning on hearing today, but he was in too deep now.

"With House Organa and House Veruna, we can unite all of our resources against the Empire. We could end this war."
Josh made his way back to his office once he had finished examining the graveyard. Once he did so, he opened his desk and poured himself a glass of Tennessee whisky. He drained it even before sitting down at his desk.

None of this made sense. Whoever did this only wanted the bodies, since their will still plenty of valuables left behind. But who would need so many? Why wasn't there a single set of footprints? And how did they do this without anyone realizing it until this morning?

The Sheriff had his thoughts interrupted by someone walking into his office. Without looking up, Josh poured himself another drink.

"If this is about the graveyard, I have no answers for you."
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Father Stone was all too happy with the bounty hunter's apparent piety. "Thank the Lord for men like you, good sir. Your profession is a sinful one, but the heavenly father looks favorably on repentant sinners. Please, find our poor sheriff. He made need all the help he can get."
Father stone appraised the drunk Irishman who stood before him. The man smelled awful and appeared to be uneasy on his feet as the man offered the preacher a shaky hand.

"My son," Stone began, even though the other man was clearly much older than him. "Drinking to excess is a sin, and much more so in broad daylight." The preacher turned to the tall man in a duster with a smile. Finally, he found someone who cared for their own soul.

"The cemetery is defiled. The bodies of our flock have gone missing." he said. "The sheriff is investigating, but what can a man do against the devil?"
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Josh kneeled at one of the graves, examining the freshly dug hole. The grave maker was still intact, indicating that this grave had belonged to Bill Hatfield. Bill had been dead for about six years now, having been hung by the previous sheriff for murder and larceny.

When the voice of young Christina Emerson sounded from behind him, Deputy had already sauntered over to her. The perceptive dog could tell she was upset, and tried to nuzzle her hand and whine for attention.

Josh didn't know Christina that well, only having done some business with her competitor, Doctor Baum. But she deserved to know what was going on.

"I don't know, kid. None of this makes sense. Some of these bodies are decades old. Why on earth would someone go through the trouble of digging up some old bones? And how could they have done it without anyone noticing?"
Somebody ask for a Discord?

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@BenG85

I don't mind if you make an NPC bartender. We can just make more than one
@Raylah

I'll add it to the points of interest when I get home from work.
Added the Lone Heart to the points of interest and I posted. Have fun with Father Stone.
Thankfully, Black Mountain cemetery was only two miles outside of town, and a fit man could make the jog quickly without tiring himself. Josh found himself being followed by most of the town, with every either asking him questions or speculating to each other. The Sheriff wondered any of them really had nothing better to do than to get in the way of his job, but he would have to deal with them when the time came.

Lead on by Ross, Joshua and the rest of the onlookers arrived at the cemetery. The rusted iron gates were flung open, which wasn't surprising. They had been that way since Joshua came to town.

What was surprising, however, was that nearly every grave in the cemetery had been dug up. A few had bits of wood sticking out of the ground, but the majority were simply empty holes.

The crowd gasped and more than a few crossed themselves. Joshua fought the urge to do the same, as he needed to be strong for these people. He turned to face them, hands raised.

"Everyone, return to your homes. This doesn't concern you." he said, motioning for them to leave. Most took the hint, but a few curious onlookers stayed to watch. Before crossing the ruined gate into the cemetery proper, Joshua whistled for his dog. Deputy had a strong nose, and the sheriff would need all the help he could get.
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"Sinners! Degenerates!" yelled a voice from outside the Lone Heart Saloon. Father Stone had just come back from seeing the cemetery, and he knew the drunks and whores of the saloon were responsible.

"Repent before the eyes of god! The Devil walks among us, and his work is plain for all to see!"
@Xacha

It happens. Dont worry about it.

Anyway, I'll have a post done after work. Something for continuing the plot as well as something for everyone in the Saloon.
@Xachado you still have a character coming?

Either way, I'll knock out a post later today.
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