Instruments: 2d6, 3d4, 1d12, 1d20
Red Snow is a short horror game in a snowy apocalypse. Can you even survive your first encounter?
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Word Count: 657 Played: Nov 24, 2020
2d6: 9, ruined ankle
1d4: 3, -1 ongoing to all rolls involving feet
Choose 4 letter a name:
F E N S
What can you hear?
The wind blowing through the trees.
He will head far to the north of the world, through the tundra to where the River Mire meets the Whistling Valley. He will hear the wind through the trees he left far behind him. This will scare him but he sees nothing but the black and white of the snow.
Play In the Dark:
The sun will set and he will be enveloped in the darkness. He’ll begin to shudder for the night will have no color and he will have no warning.
-1 Health if you had to turn off the lights
Far ahead of him he will see it. His dearest
E R A
They lie face down in the snow 100 yards away, red mess around them..
She will have told him the stories about the whistling valley. She will be stronger than he will ever imagine and hold more faith in the future than even the Savior who abandoned them. He will see one color, red, surrounding her frozen flesh.
(Invoke each word once to get +1 on run away rolls)
Search the Body
He will kneel down beside her for a moment and pray like she taught him. He believes They are dead, but will honor her beliefs. He will take the fallen rifle by her side, and see the single bullet inside its chamber.
Acquired: single shot, bolt-action rifle, 1 Bullet
What do you do to the body?
He will take the last of the kerosene from his canister and douse her. He will smell her rotting flesh and see the festering blisters. He will not see if the red is from her blood or the winds.
+2 Matches, Empty Gas Can
Her corpse is trying to kill you.
Shoot her with her own gun
Miss -1 Bullet
She tries to rip your throat out.
She will be stronger than he remembers. Her mind will be gone but her flailing hands will snatch what is nearest. He will fall hard upon his back, his skull cracking and the wind from his lungs expelled.
2d6: 8, take damage
7(roll) - 1 (Misfortune) + 1 Devout + 1 (Name) = 8
You try to run but she’s holding you too tight.
He will begin to panic, the red from her body in a mist around them. He will kick with his good foot, but her iron grip will be too much. Her fingers will sink too deep into his frozen flesh and she will have him.
She is burning and grabs you tight, trying again to kill you.
She succeeds. Her hands grasp tight around your body and she knocks you off your feet, you cannot fight her and she consumes you.
The fire will spread from her body onto his, the red from the flames and the mist begins to mingle and he prays one last time to the dead gods for death instead of infection.
F E N S
He will scream and cry, looking to the north and seeing beyond the tundra to the frozen river and will imagine the Whistling Valley beyond. He will breath in the red winds and will speak, “I am again.”