Tag: masks of nyarlathotep

  • Masks of NyarlathotepThe End Somewhere underneath Egypt, March 1925 As the entity fades away, Muhamad couldn’t resist to ask one more question. One more inquire about their fate. The Black Pharaoh seemed to know so much about everything, from the fate of the cosmos and the stars to the smallest trivia of his relatives day […]

  • Masks of NyarlathotepThe End Somewhere underneath Egypt, March 1925 As the entity fades away, Muhamad couldn’t resist to ask one more question. One more inquire about their fate. The Black Pharaoh seemed to know so much about everything, from the fate of the cosmos and the stars to the smallest trivia of his relatives day […]

  • Masks of NyarlathotepThe Black Pharaoh appears ! Somewhere, March 1925 A line in the dark, a fall upwards and inwards, a shift through veils… How can they describe the passage through the headstone? Words struggles to express the incredibly weird twisting of perspectives and still movement perceived in what they can only name the non-space. Time […]

  • Masks of NyarlathotepEscape from the temple of the Black Pharaoh Underneath Cairo, Egypt. March 1925 the 21th? 22th? This headstone is considerably harder to decipher. There is some marked hieroglyphs but they don’t connect like before. Not he same method. This is a different kind of cipher. Wait… Last time, the meaning of the text […]

  • Masks – The Temple of the Black Pharaoh Under Cairo, Egypt. March 1925 the 21th? 22th? The hunger is gone now but the thirst has returned. Their heads feels light, not quite anchored to their skulls. Tired, covered in ancient dust and moss and Gods know what, it feels like eons they went through, and […]

  • Masks of Nyarlathotep – Relaxation Cairo, Egypt, March 19, 1925 Mouhammad reluctantly left the room of the Continental Hotel, letting Betty preparing the ritual with the various ornaments he fetched for her. That was a strange set of tools she asked him and he did his best to find them all. Buckler, arrows, arc, an […]

  • The Tombs of the Khalifs At Cairo they rest.Underneath a pestShe will returnHe will unbirth Props from ongoing Masks of Nyarlathotep RPG campaignPencil doodle on A6 sketchbook

  • Masks of Nyarlathotep – Dramatis Personae From left to right :- Allen Stewart, A fiction writer and essayist that had once had an horrifying encounter with an undead sorcerer. – Awnya Hitchckock, A young lady indoctrinated since her birth in the machinations of the Cult of the Golden Dawn.– Harold William Cohen-Stein, an independent artist […]

  • Masks of Nyarlathotep – Interview with sir Edward Gavigan London, upstairs the residence of Shirley Greengrass,  February the 28th, England. Upon hearing the indecent proposition of Awnya, Sir Gavigan repressed a smile. He quickly calculate than the nubile young women before him must be seventeen yeas old at most. Is this a trap ? Is […]

  • Fishing in the snow Severn Valley, February the 27th, England. Ed was drunk. Not ordinary drunk, but reaaally over-the-top kind of drunk. This discussion and planning with all this gibberish about sorcerers and Gavigan, and Penhew and stuff left him so bored he discretely went to the secretaire, picked the lock, and snatch a bottle […]