Red Moon Roleplaying

I am actually finding a balance. I am healing. Recovering. It is good. I feel that I am back to being what I should be, in a new way. Dead but still alive. Still dead. Still alive. I miss Elsa a lot. And Seymour. Sometimes. Last year I did a tart from Wembley on her wedding night. The fireworks beside her drunk husband resulted in a child. Seymour would have had a lot to say about that. Not to mention Donovan. “Our kind cannot breed…”

I blame it on Elvis. Elvis is cool. A real pied piper for the youth. There weren’t things like him when I was young. No one pointed the way to sex and fun. One had to find the way one self. One by one. Not in groups like this. It is fascinating. And I think I have a daughter. Vanessa.

Written by Anders Fager

Music by Atrium Carceri

Tarot card art by Axel Torvenius

Taroticum is an adventure for KULT: Divinity Lost by Helmgast AB