Tag: Sedefkar

  • Terror on the Orient-Express – The Torso of Sedefkar

    [WARNING : Contains spoilers of the Milano chapter of the “Terror on the Orient Express” Call of Cthulhu RPG campaign. Players are advised to skip this part]

    Teatro alla Scala, Milano, Italy, Januarry 10 1923

    Choura only dreamed of being there, on the stage of the Scala! Draped in a rich gown heavily decorated with numerous egyptian hieroglyphs, he was playing a high priest of Ptah. The costume was magnificent, only rivaled by those of the singers. It was a non-singing role but nonetheless a central one, keeping him close to the tenor playing Radamès. The Aida, Verdi masterpiece, was a bliss to listen onstage ! If only Cavolaro was there. He could swear that he heard her voice during the aria “ritorna vincitor” earlier. But enough ! All of his focus had to go in the role, he only knew the play from memory and didn’t actually had been directed. So far, it was a no fault, but the single mistake could cost a lot to him all all of the italian theater world!

    Cihat in comparison was only wearing a simple soldier attire, a fake spear and a loincloth. He was pulled backstage before he could get on stage, and only could look Choura from afar. On the other side of the stage, he could saw one of Facia’s men, probably searching the same thing that us. While properly dressed, the goon seemed out of place and bored out of his mind. From the corner of his eyes, Cihat saw something move, and went investigating. A strange black smoke were oozing in a corner of the backstage… cautiously approaching, he heard a deep yet soft voice emanating from the dark smoke.

    – Do you need help, my dear? I’m following you for a while, searching for the pieces of Sedefkar, and it seems you’ll need a hand to manage this Facia. He’s a brother of the Flesh, a dangerous man… Would you like me to get rid of him?  
    At the first rows of the room, Henry and Carl were searching for the participants of the Flavio Conti reception, screening the other spectators. Arturio Fascia was several rows behind them and they heard him sing during the aria with the voice of Cavolaro ! Henry was shocked, and looked again to the old woman next to Facia. The eyes, the proportions, the hair… It was beyond reasonable to deny the truth further: it was the lost Diva! After concerting with Carl, they stared to move and leave their seat. Henry has a plan, a hasty and risky one, but a plan.

    By the time they manage to reach the central row, they saw Facia standing up, and precipitately leave his seats, rudely hustling the other spectator. Did he saw them? Carl took a look to the stage and understand the reason behind the sudden move of Facia. No time left, they will have to intercept him backstage. Facia left because he saw what was on stage. Radames was about to get his armor, ready to battle the Ethiopian army. Choura was the one who had to get it to him but when the approached the mannequin revealed in the light he immediately knew they found the missing torso of Sedefkar !
    Pencil doodle on A6 sketchbook
    Excerpt from the Terror on the Orient-Express Chaosium Call of Cthulhu RPG campaign

  • The Left Arm of Sedefkar Simulacrum

    Poissy, January the 23th, France
    Cihat
    tied the rope around his belly an bravely move towards the light at the
    end of the tunnel. After all, what could be worse than the content of
    theses cells ? Carl said the foundations were extremely robust, Choura
    was firmly gripping the rope at the other end and Henry… Well Henry
    did what he could to not run away.
    It was
    gorgeous and eerie. The wall of the final cave was covered with roses,
    faintly glowing of multiples hues. Spiked vines were crawling all
    around, intertwined with several decayed corpses and skeletons. Some
    grew in the skulls orbits, others were blooming inside a ribcage. a
    thick and dark sap were dripping from the vine, covering the floor and
    releasing some kind of fumes or dark vapors which was swirling around
    his feet.

    At the middle of thins hellish
    mural, was glowing the the arm of a statue. They knew they have found
    the left arm of the Simulacrum of Sedefkar.

    Pencil doodle on A6 sketchbook
    Excerpt from an ongoing run of the “Terror on the Orient Express” campaign for Chaosium “Call of Cthulhu” RPG.

  • The Simulacrum of Sedefkar

    London, Somewhere in Cheapside, January 1923

    Struggling
    to sit up, the Professor gave up and stayed lying in his bed, forcing
    the others to gather and lay upon him to hear him talk. Well… more a
    faint raspy whispering than his usual brilliants speeches.
    – I
    won’t.. I can’t chat longly with you. The pain… Listen… Listen the
    last wish of a dying man. I was tracking an ancient artifact named the
    Simulacrum of Sedefkar, that was broken into pieces at the end of the
    eighteenth century and dispersed through all Europe. It is a statue with
    powers. Real powers ! I need you to find it.
    – Will it help to heal you ?
    – No ! NO ! Smith coughed. I want you to destroy it !

    Pencil doodle on A6 sketchbook
    Excerpt from an ongoing run of Call of Cthulhu Campaign : Terror on the Orient-Express