The night is black without a moon, The air is thick and still… The folk of Possum village have gone to bed, so tired of the many deaths. The many villains. The many remaining questions. But one of them continues … Continue reading Werewolves 171: Night of the Krampus! Day Six
Night has fallen on Possum village and it is cold and the moon plays hide and go seek behind the clouds. In the village Square is a well and within the well sleeps Baby Mighty Kraken John and approaching the … Continue reading Werewolves 171: Night of the Krampus! Day Five
After the brief storm that accompanied Perchta’s demise night settled in cold and icy. Just outside of Possum village sat a squat hut with just the barest glimmer of light peeking out. There then came a shout from within the … Continue reading Werewolves 171: Night of the Krampus! Day Four
The night is crystal clear and icy cold. A shuffling sound came from a village house. The chimney to be precise. Presently out popped The Ghost of Christmas Almost Was. They gathered themselves and were just about descend when… *clip … Continue reading Werewolves 171: Night of the Krampus! Day Three
“FUCK YOU AND FUCK THIS AND FUCK FUCKING CHRISTMAS AND FUCK ME!!!” Bad Santa was most certainly on a Bad Bender as they stumbled around and about Possum village. First they peed in the village fountain. Next they threw up … Continue reading Werewolves 171: Night of the Krampus! Day Two
It is mid-day and it is bone chillingly cold. Wet sleet is drenching Possum village and the cold cold wind is freezing every surface it touches. But the inside of Spade Hall is warm and cozy. You gather around the … Continue reading Werewolf 171: Night of the Krampus! Day One
A bitterly cold wind screamed around Tonka Mountain swirling in and out of gaps and crevasses shedding crystal shards of ice as it went. Down at the bottom of Tonka Mountain lies Possum village and within Possum village resides a … Continue reading Werewolf 171: Night of the Krampus! Signups
