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OSR and grief

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  An acolyte Orderic, traveled from Brinewell to Hallownaughtling to press the priestess Erren for help with giant bees. In a solo game, Orderic aided a dying fisherman, named his lost friend's grave, then found the priestess.  *** Orderic's time with the dying fisherman was a scene straight from George Crabbe's poem, Peter Grimes (1811). The fisher 'spoke at times / as one alluding to his fears and crimes.' Orderic took-in the dying man's rhymes: Twas one hot noon, all silent, and serene, No living being had I lately seen;                                              ….I fix’d my eyes On the midstream and saw the spirits rise, I saw my father on the water stand, And hold a thin pale boy in either hand; And there they glided ghastly on the top Of the salt flood, and never touch’d a drop: I would have struck them, but they knew th’intent, And s...

OSR and secrets of the watery deep

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A cleric near OneKeep - Orderic - mentioned the last words of a fading sailor - about the Wreck of the Marshall . Originally reported in The Ghosts of Saltmarsh , the sailor warned that two ghosts haunted the sunken Marshall . With his last breath, the sailor said, 'All's there, but ask b'for takin', yur gotsa askum first..."  Orderic's story got me thinking about secrets of the watery deep . *** Likely you've heard the sailor Ishmael's account of ' the most wondrous phenomenon which the secret seas have hitherto revealed to mankind .'  In Herman Melville's Moby Dick , chapter 59, Ishmael reports a 'transparent blue morning at sea' and its revelation of the giant squid. A vast pulpy mass, furlongs in length and breadth, of a glancing cream colour, lay floating on the water, innumerable long arms radiating from its centre, and curling and twisting like a nest of anacondas, as if blindly to clutch at any hapless object within reach. No...