Horror on the Orient Express - Total Recap!

The new Call of Cthulhu computer game
The Hawkins Case

Waiting for our next session on October 25 I wanted to share this cool trailer for the new Call of Cthulhu video game with you guys:


The Hawkins case…

Stockholm H.P. Lovecraft Festival VI
Team Caligula going for glory!

It is time for the 6th Stockholm H.P. Lovecraft Festival in Stockholm 20th to 23rd October. I will participate with 3 of my players in the two competitions available on Saturday:

At noon we play the board game Arkham Horror.

At 3 pm we play Call of Cthulhu 7th edition.

The competition is in front of an audience so we hope my Team Caligula will do good! So far it looks like myself, Christer and Lloyd are up for it. We need a 4th player from the group so I’m excited to see who will grab the last spot.

Please join us at the festival. Here is a link to the webpage: https://www.facebook.com/events/544033029133567/


The Blood Red Fez - Scenario 3 session 6
The Baron's Grand Finale

Frank kicked the door wide open. There he was the mighty Baron of the Austria-Hungary Empire. But he looked different. Wild and unattended to. His collar slit open and hair greatly disturbed. He had pulled his blade from the cain and stood behind Colonel Williams with the tip of the blade towards the Colonel’s neck.

Hand me the Whispering Fez or your comrade will die like a pig!

His shouting was furious, the scream of a madman. Colonel Williams seemed to be in trance, his eyes looking wide beyond the present compartment but still holding the gun with smoke coming from its barrel.

The investigators conveyed. How to overman them without killing them? This was the challenge. Frank lost his patience. This was no time for petty conferences! They were under fire and he almost got blown away two seconds ago! Frank opened fire and hit the Baron in his shoulder. Lord Fyrom Squibb followed suit and hit him again in the side. The Baron fell. Anxiously waiting for Colonel Williams response, he seemed to stagger and lowered his gun. The fight was over.

Miss Ilsa von Hofler lost it. “You bastards, you killed my father! I will have you shot for treason!” She ran over to her father and fell over him trying to revive him. The investigators followed suit and with First Aid and Medicine they managed to restore hime to +3 hit points in the grace of time. The Baron was very close to death.

The train staff agreed to silence this whole matter. No one wanted a scandal that could rock the Austria-Hungary Empire further. There was rumors of upheaval and uproar in the Serbian parts and the need for tranquility was clear and present.

Arriving in Budapest, Miss Ilsa von Hofler’s hirelings entered the train. The investigators were pleased to see that they were old friends. Edward Natt och Dag of the Swedish Aristocracy, and Boris Vasilij, a Russian Military Attache. Also entering were some new faces, Dr of Medicine Dr Errol Murray and a Mr Ian from Dublin, an investigative journalist ex boxer, as well as a Scottish investigator, a Mr Nic Harwey Ferguson, Professor of languages with Latin (89 %) and Arabic (61 %) as majors. Beside English at 95 % of course…

(These new investigators will be uploaded within shortly in the Characters area)

Miss Ilsa Von Hofler said good bye and left with the Baron in Budapest. They would take him back to Vienna where famous Psychiatrist Dr Sigmund Freud would treat him. “Good luck with your mission, I do hope for all of us that you succeed”. The investigators respected her need for privacy but courteously asked how they could find her and the Baron if need be. “Vienna is our home and I will treat my father there.” She slipped off in the dark Budapest night.

Budapest views:



The investigators rested and Hermann continued his studies guarded by Frank Patterson who would not leave The Whispering Fez or the Blood Red Fez unguarded any more. Hermann finished the tome around 2:30 am. He looked with grim eyes at Frank. “We must hurry to destroy the fez. Something…. something very bad is waiting to enter this world and the fez is the gate.”

Frank saw something in Hermann’s eyes that he had not seen before. Sheer fright.

The investigators tried to get some sleep but awoke already at 05:40 as the train arrived in Belgrade.

Belgrade views:



Lord Fyrom Squibb had difficulties sleeping at decided to send a postcard back to England. The postal services were great along the Orient Express and you could send and receive post and postal telegrams at each and every station. Modern technology at its best!


Unfortunately Lord Squibb did not share his sentiments with the rest of the group so we do not know the content at this time. Perhaps it will be revealed at a later time. In the meantime please enjoy the Serb colorful estethics on the postcard above.

Russian Breakfast

The morning was breaking as the train had left Belgrade, The Kingdom of the Serbs. Hermann looked out over the hills and mountainous terrain. How could the Austrians ever hold this land, he thought to himself. German mechanized forces would be needed. So right he was 58 years before the future invasion.


The restaurant was open and they entered it. As they were about to finish the Countess entered followed by her companion Miss Karla Minkoff. She hasted to the investigators. “I need your help. Pytor Trubosky, my husbands cousin, refuses to let me go. We were lovers but I want to break it up. Now he threatens me. Please help me I know you to be men of honor and great potency.” The investigators asked her if no other path was possible. It was not. Boris Vasilij lost it. He would challenge Trubosky on a duel he said stoutly. As Count Razumosky and Pytor Trubosky entered the salon he joined their table and waited for it. And it came. Trubosky happened to mention low remarks of the region where *Boris*’ mother came from (Luck roll_). Boris stood up and slapped Trubosky over the face. “You have insulted my mother and I challenge you on a duel!”. The Count looked shocked but nodded. Indeed, a duel was the right way to handle disagreement between gentlemen. Boris, almost 2 meters tall and 100+ muscles lifted Trubosky from the table and carried him off to the next wagon (Luggage Car, Fourgon) and there he gave him a good brushing off. Trubosky almost started crying and was submissive at once realizing this could be his last moment in life. Never talk to the Countess again or I will make sure you never see the light of day again. Trubosky agreed and they returned to the restaurant car. The count was all smiles. "_Gentlemen, you have settled your differences like true men. Now we drink Vodka!" And so bottles of Vodka was brought forward at 9:30 in the morning…



Mr Myers not feeling well…

Frank and Lord Fyrom Squibb wanted to check on Mr Myers. It had been 3 days now. About the same time that poor student Matthew Pooke had lasted before turning into a monster in London. No sounds or movement from the compartment? They asked the guard. None. The investigators readied their weapons and entered the compartment. He was still bound and the trap was still there with sharp blades mounted on the bed above. Suddenly he moved and tried to break free with ferocious force. The strands were about to break! His face had changed now, almost submerged into the fez that seemed to melt down over his face. His teeth looked grim and the tongue now 30-40 centimeters long split like the tongue of a snake. The investigators opened fire. They continued to fire until the monster stopped moving. The monsters resistance to bullets made some of the investigators use blunt weapons and shotguns for greater effect. These monsters seemed almost immune to impaling weapons.

As the monster succumbed to its last breath, the Blood Red Fez fell off. Now they had two. They gathered it carefully without touching it, and put it in the bo with the other Fez that they got in London. Now they had two.


The train continued with full speed to Nis and only 20-30 minutes remained. A little less than 24 hours remained to Constantinople where they would arrive the next day, Saturday, at 10:43.

To be continued

Erik Granström came to visit
Famed fantasy author in da Haus

Last session we received a famous visitor. Erik Granström, Sweden’s most famous author joined in and told us about his work and passion.


Above: His book series Svavelvinter (Sulfur Winter) tops the charts.


Above: Me and Erik Granström

Erik talked about his life as a professional fantasy writer, how it all started and what’s cooking. He started by playing roleplaying games and Dungeons & Dragons among others of course, but also Swedish games like Drakar & Demoner.

With us this night in the dark dungeons under Stockholm Old Town was my playing group from the Horror on the Orient Express campaign.


Above: Malte, Lloyd and Mike the Bike listening to Erik Granström.


Above: Mats, Malte, Mike the Bike and Lloyd listening to Erik.

Suddenly we hear steps from the caverns…. Who could it be? We were all alone this dark autumn night…





Perhaps we only thought we heard something. Lets keep playing!


And Erik signed our books for us:


Game on!



Then I realized. It must be the headless man who visited us. Ah yes!


Walking home alone I looked at the old tower of Stockholm. It felt as if someone was looking at me from the dark corners of the earth. Had that old thing finally awaken?


The Blood Red Fez - Scenario 3 part 5
Baron von Hofler enters the frey

We left last session with the investigators arriving at Vienna Westbahnhof early evening at 17:50 pm Thursday 11th January 1893. Outside the window they could see Baron von Hofler arguing with a young woman in emotional distress. The argument ended with the Baron giving the young lady a good ransack and she left quicker than the rain drops fell over the imperial capital.


The investigators were eager to great their ally. Professor Smith was obviously impressed by the baron and also an important ally with his financial muscles and knowledge and expertise of the ockult.

Baron von Hofler

Perhaps they were a little too eager as John Yip and Frank early on rolled “97” and “98” in Credit Rating and Fast Talk. The Baron sat down his feet and also later complained to Hermann about “Peasant Bavarians not knowing the difference between Göthe and Schiller”. He also seemed disturbed by the Russian contingent present as their cousins the Serb peasants were a nuisance to the Empire’s Southern parts. (Little did he know that this conflict would lead to the Great War in two decades time)

The investigators were invited to his compartment and just to make sure that he was the real Baron they asked for his passport, and also tested his knowledge of the fez. They presented one of the fake ones as the real fez, but the Baron complained immediately and apparently his knowledge was such that he easily could differ a fake from the real one. Content the conversation continued.


The Baron went through the Apocrypha of the Fez as the investigators had not broken its language barrier. The investigators gained +2 % Cthulhu Mythos and lost 1d4 Sanity. They were not entitled to check for spells, but are allowed to do so later when they have read the Apocrypha themselves. They still have their own ex with them.

The investigators told the Baron about their Whispering Fez tome that they found in the Myers’ compartment, and he was delighted. “I have to read it now!” he commanded but they agreed to wait until 02:00 am when Hermann was supposed to finish it.


Hermann continued his studies of the Whispering Fez. The real tome of the fez that as said to reveal all the secrets and perhaps even how to destroy it. We still cherish the “01” roll of Hermann’s player for Persian…


The investigators decided to tell the Baron about their time travel, or travel inside the diary of Professor Smith. He asked for technical evidence and Frank showed him his Tommy gun and Hermann showed the license of his Mercedes 1920s sportscar. The Baron replied that he would believe them. He was troubled by the fact that the professor was badly hurt in the fire. He continued that they rather believe him as well when he told them that this would be the most dangerous challenge they had ever undertaken with great Mythos powers working behind the schemes. “The fez is not just that ridiculous hat. It is also a portal to something beyond our own reality. Something that wants to come here.” He asked the investigators to be prepared to die for their cause.


Needless to say dinner was rather dull after their conversation. Frank, Lord Fyrom Squibb and John Yip joined the baron for dinner. Hermann continued the studies accompanied by Colonel Williams. Their compartment hid the treasures of the Blood Red Fez and the tome the Whispering Fez.


Also in the dining car was Aileen MacGregor, tending to Mrs Myers who was still in chock. Despite the investigators recommendation that she would exit at Vienna to see Dr Sigmund Freud, she decided to stay on the train hoping to save her greatly ill husband.

The Russians stuck to themselves parleying in crude French. The investigators were still not sure if the lipstick on Pytor Trubosky, the Count’s cousin, came from the Countess or her companion Karla Minkoff. They had seen a blond woman quickly disappear into Trubosky’s compartment in the middle of the night last night. They could not exclude MacGregor either as she had light red hair and in the dim light of the train corridor it was still a possibility.

They also spotted a Japanese woman dressed in purple kimono with a scarlet dragon, that stuck to herself. She nodded gently and courteously to the others. As Frank, and later John Yip, tried to get closer to her, they noticed that she had blue eyes…

Dinner was over and done and the Baron went to his quarters to get some rest as he was planning to take over the Whispering Fez. They agreed that the tome would be delivered to his compartment around 02:00 am and Hermann would knock a secret combination of 2-1-2.

Hermann and Colonel Williams remained in their compartment.

Frank, John Yip and Lord Fyrom Squibb decided to look into the Japanese woman. Something was wrong there. A Japanese lady with blue eyes? They slid a note under her door: “Quickly come to the Salon car. You know who I am”. And then they hid in the next compartment using their main key that they received from the Chef du Train, Patrick Rosseau. They listened carefully ears close to the door. They heard her door open, but then nothing. John Yip exited and went to the salon. There she was! They met in the passage between the cars and as she passed he pulled her black hair. It came off. A wig! She turned around and punched towards his face. John ducked away but she pulled a gun and told him to nack off. John used grapple to disarm her and was joined by his friends Lord Squibb and Frank. “Who are you? Cultists?” “What, hell no!” answered John Yip. “Are you?”. She shook her head. The guards went down. “My name is Ilsa von Hofler. Im the daughter of Baron von Hofler. My father is sick, very sick and also possibly dangerous. I have posted men in Budapest and the family doctor in Belgrade. I aim to kidnap my father and force him to Doctor Sigmund Freund in Vienna. Hopefully we can cure him there.”

The investigators were stunned.

Hermann was closing in on the last chapters of the Whispering Fez. His NSDAP pin was strictly attached to his black jacket. By the door, Colonel Williams was checking his .32 revolver. Somebody knocked on the door. Hermann and Col. Williams looked at each other. They expected no visitors at this time. “Who is it?” demanded Colonel Williams. “It is I, Baron von Hofler. Open up I have urgent errand with you.” It sounded like him and he had knocked the secret code as well 2-1-2. But why was he early? They had agreed to deliver the tome to his compartment at 02:00 am.

Colonel Williams opened the door. “We must progress with speed. Our enemies will strike soon. We must talk about this now” The investigators were concerned. Why this sudden change? Colonel Williams agreed to follow him to his compartment and Hermann stayed on alone, now only 3 hours from completion of the secret tome.

As Colonel Williams entered the baron’s compartment he was offered some obstler. “To the empire!” excelled the imperialist and downed a swig of purest fruit fluid. “Colonel Williams, you must understand that this is beyond even your worst nightmares. They are coming for us and they are coming now! Do you understand!!?? They are here!!! They will devour us!!!” The Baron worked himself up in a frenzy and Colonel Williams caught something growing in the Baron’s eyes, something burning red. That was the last thing that Colonel Williams remembered…

At the same time Frank, Lord Squibb and John Yip befriended the young woman claiming to be Ilsa von Hofler. They understood that the baron might pose a threat and hurried to Hermann’s compartment. “He left with the Baron”. The investigators pulled their guns and all of them headed for the Baron’s compartment. Ilsa and John Yip brought with them Ilsa’s laudanum and hypodermic needle, as well a rag with chloroform.

Frank opened the door with the master key but was fired upon immediately. The bullets missed him but surely the shooter intended to kill. What was going on here? As Frank threw himself to the ground the others stayed put. Was Colonel Williams still alive and who was firing at them from the Baron’s compartment? Why was the Baron behaving so weird all of a sudden?

To be continued…


The Blood Red Fez - Scenario 3 part 4
Menkaph comes! Thursday, January 11th 1893

Frank knew they would come. They would never give up The Whispering Fez tome. Many had already sacrificed their lives for this ancient tome of the Mythos. Frank made sure his .45 Thompson submachine gun was fully loaded with hard hitting .45 calibre bullets. Hermann loaded his shotgun and in the next compartment Lord Squibb and Colonel John Williams got their gear in shape as well. The investigators remained in their compartments but were ready. Frank maintained the watch with the door open and 99 % Spot Hidden and 95 % Listen would guard against any surprise attacks. In the furthest compartment away from the enemy (nr 1) John Yip and Max von Moser prepared to defend the tome and the fez.

The corridor was silent. Egorov was on guard outside Count Razumovsky; Kapok guarded Menkaph’s door, and the Myers’ door was guarded by a Train guard with a double-barreled shotgun.


The clock struck 01:00, one hour after midnight.

Suddenly the two Turkish cultists came running from the top of the corridor with drawn Yatagans! Kapok pulled his as well and rushed towards the investigators compartments. Kapok, standing outside compartment nr 7 was closer to the investigators. Frank could also see two Shadows flying down the walls of the corridor in ferocious speed. They came for the tome.


CONTAAAAAAAAAACT!!!” Frank yelled and kicked up the door. He and Hermann stepped out and caught the shadows. Immune to bullets, the investigators sorted to their gas light lanterns instead swinging wildly. This was the first line of defense. The 2nd line of defense was established by Lord From Squibb and Colonel John Williams who dash out from their compartment as well. These two lines of defense was all that was between them and the tome.

We set up the order of initiative like this:

1) 2 x Shadows
2) Frank Patterson
3) Turkish Cultist nr 1
4) Colonel Williams
5) Turkish Cultist nr 2
6) Hermann Müller
7) Kapok
8) Egorov
9) Lord Squibb
10) Train guard nr 1
11) Menkaph
12) Hermann attack nr 2
13) Train guard nr 2 (in the other Sleeping car but will join when he hears the gun shots)
14) John Yip (passive but might join later)
15) Count Razumovsky (as above)

The players were concerned that the enemy had 4 guys in the top 6 initiative. This would be hard.


As the Shadows entered melee all the four investigators resorted immediately to their gas lights and hammered them. Hermann had succeeded with a Mythos roll and knew they were prone to the light and would eventually flee if not destroyed. But the Shadows seemed to hit with every attack and Frank and Hermann started getting low hit points in single digits. As Kapok and the cultists approached as well, Frank pulled his .45 Thompson submachine gun. Egorov and the Train guard tried to hinder the cultists and one was badly injured by the Train guard’s shot gun blast. Menkaph fearing to lose the initiative cast a spell on Egorov who seems to turn and follow the cultists.

Frank fired away 20 bullets. The player chose to roll for each hit. Kapok who by now was at point-blank (doubled hit chance) and cone of fire (30 %) was hit by 4/4 bullets (4 hits out of 4 designated). He died instantly. The 1st cultist was further away (no point blank) but still in the cone of fire (30 %). His fortune was bigger as he dodged the first bullet and the others missed (0/5!). The player was taken by this. The 2nd Cultist was hit by 3/5 and died also. As Menkaph was preparing a 2nd spell, six bullets came his way. He dodged the first one but was struck by three (4/6). Menkaph died in the 3rd round of battle only.

Unfortunately Egorov was hit by two stray bullets and killed as well. Count Razomovsky, the 2nd Train guard and John Yip joined the battle now and the tide seemed to change for the better. The Shadows were tough as they seemed to hit each and every round. Frank and Hermann was down at 5 and 7 hit points respectively. John Yip seized the moment and readied his camera and flash bulb. He fired away each round with the flash causing the Shadows 1d6 damage. The Shadows fled and entered the Myers’ room. The investigators followed suit and John Yip flasked the compartment. Silence. The compartment was cleansed from evil and the battle was won.


The train staff gathered. Chef du Train Patrick Rosseau; Conducteur Henri Peeters and the Train guards. Count Razumovsky and the Train guard bare witness that the Turkish men and assaulted without any previous provocation. They were under Menkaph’s command. The investigators had nothing to fear, the train staff even thanked them for vigorously defeating these terrorists. It was obviously a political attack aimed at the Count. The police in Strasburg would be informed and the bodies extracted on arrival 03:43 this morning.

As the bodies were stock piled in the latter luggage car, the investigators decided to guard them in case they would resurrect like poor Mathew Pook. Menkaph and the two cultists wore the red fezes.

Count Razumovsky wanted a chat with the investigators. Political attack against him? Why had the cultists passed his compartment and continued towards the investigators? Who were they really and what was going on here? The Count demanded answers! The investigators eluded the questions courteously. They assured the Count they were the “good guys” but there were greater forces behind that they could not reveal at this moment. “Do you know who I am!!??” instead the Count. The investigators seemed to get away still on medium-to-good terms with the Count anyway.

03:43 Strasburg

The German police were efficient and only asked couple of questions. Turkish extremists were the culprits and only one civilian dead, Egorov.

The train continued in tranquility and speed:

06:41 Stuttgart
08:18 Ulm
09:00 Breakfast
10:21 Munich
12:46 Salzburg
17:50 Vienna Westbahnhof

The investigators noticed that Mr Myers condition had worsened and that physical disfiguration was continuing. They posted a Train guard outside his door, as well as Frank, Lord Squibb and Colonel Williams. Mr Myers had been tied down heavily as well and the door locked. Hermann continued with his studies of The Whispering Fez, and Max and John Yip guarded the artifacts in their compartment behind a locked door.

The breakfast was a slow dull experience. Aileen tried to feed Mrs Myers who was barely conscious. The Countess babbled continuously with her companion Karla Minkoff. They were joined after a while with the Count and his cousin Pytor Trubosky. Trubosky complained to the investigators that they had not alerted him earlier. “I am a sword master and could have helped. Such a waste that you let poor Egorov fall to the hands of dirty turks.” The investigators ignored him and Frank noticed a hint of lipstick on his neck.

Getting closer to Vienna the investigators contemplated sending Mrs Myers to the renowned psychiatrist Dr Sigmund Freud. They would send him a letter on arrival to secure the best interests of Mrs Myers.

Arriving at Vienna


The rain was pounding Vienna Westbahnhof. The investigators were thrilled to meet with Professor Smith’s friend and ally, Baron von Hofler. This was the station where he would enter. As they looked out the window they saw him standing there arguing with a young woman half his age. She was screaming at him and almost pulling him by the collar. He yelled back and turned around in haste, his servants following with heavy trunks of luggage. The young woman ran away seemingly crying. The Baron entered the 2nd car behind the investigators car.

Baron von Hofler

As the investigators prepared to meet with Baron von Hofler, many questions circled in their heads. Had they really defeated the enemy or what would await them in Constantinople? Was Selim Makryat aware of their arrival? The nemesis of Professor Smith… Checking his guns Frank was pleased the enemy had bitten the bullet. “Plenty more where those came from” he thought to himself and closed his eyes leaning towards the walls of the empty corridor.

To be continued…

Who is the mystery man "J Y"?
Caligula gets a postcard...

A mystery postcard arrived the other day. Being the world’s most famous Game Keeper I get a lot of email and stuff sent to me. But this one was hilarious. Signed “J Y” (J.Y. initials probably) and asking me whether tabletop role playing games will hit golden age or die crumbling.

My answer?

What do you think! Let me know in “comments”…

A great reward will be given to the person helping me to reveal the sender.

Here is the postcard front and back:


The back: (use Google translate for English)


The Blood Red Fez - Scenario 3 part 3
Departure from London, Wednesday 10th January 1893



Wednesday 10th January had arrived and the investigators said good-bye to their good friend and hurried to Victoria Station in London. They would take the 10 am train to Dover where a steamer was awaiting to take them across the channel. On the train to Dover they made friends with a Scottish upper class young woman by the name of Aileen MacGregor. They had a pleasant trip together and she even had some Scotch Whisky with the good spirited investigators.

Aileen MacGregor

Aileen was asking them questions to their whereabouts and backgrounds, but the investigators eluded her curiosity gracelessly and courteously. They seemed antipathetic towards her and listened carefully to her story about trying to investigate the Armenian killings by the Ottoman Empire in the Eastern part of the Empire. She would look for clues in Constantinople, but also enter on a daring journey to Armenia itself.

They arrived at Calais on the French side 13:40 pm and spent couple of hours there waiting for the connecting train to Cahlons-sur-Marne. Finally at 22:26 pm they joined the original Orient Express train and checked into double compartments 1, 2 and 3.

The following investigators were now lodged in:

Colonel John Williams
Frank Patterson
Hermann Müller
John Yip
Lord Fyrom Squibb
Max von Moser

John Yip had bought two boxes exactly the same as the one containing the blood red fez. They had also bought similar fezes and put in the boxes to distract any potential suitors. For easy reference John Yip marked the box containing the real blood red fez

The Orient Express

Frank Patterson and Lord Fyrom Squibb wanted to scout the train and the other four remained in their compartments. John Yip and Hermann Müller stayed with the box containing the blood red box, and Max von Moser and Colonel John Williams took care of the two fake ones.

Conducteur Henri Peeters

They soon befriended the Conducteur, Henri Peters, both with positive Credit Rating rolls but also a very tasteful tip of 10 pounds sterling. Henri told them a little bit about the passengers on the train. He mentioned “the Russians” and “that weird Oriental man who I dont like. His name is Menkaph”. The players smiled. Bentley Burnham had told them the truth. Their nemesis and kult leader Menkaph was on this very train. Frank fingered his .45 revolver with ease.


Frank and Lord Squibb scouted the train and ended up in the Smoking and Salon Car where several people had gathered for a late night drink and chat. In the main bar were three Russian men conversing. Lord Squibb approached them and actually missed his Credit Rating roll, but Frank Patterson nailed it ironically. They more or less befriended Count Razumosky, but his entourage were harder to charm. Egorov, his servant, and Trubosky, his cousin. Lord Squibb would squander about his aristocratic background and Frank badmouthing “the reds”. The Count smiled and wished them good night as he withdrew after some 15 minutes small talk.

Further inside the Salon car was Menkaph talking very low to a man with a red fez in front of him across the table. Next to Menkaph was a man standing at his flank. Menkaph wore a fez as well, and a violet opera cape and stage-villain mustache. He moved his hands and arms in grand demeanor to underscore his point as theatrically as possible. Two tables away was Aileen MacGregor reading and making some notes. She seemed busy and did not notice the investigators.

Hieronymous Menkaph


The players discussed what to do. They were only two investigators here and now, but both Frank and Lord Squibb were able combatants. Should they attack? Perhaps not a good idea. There were three enemies in total, and Menkaph with two body guards and fellow cultists might prove quite a challenge. There was also train staff in the Salon car that might see the investigators as bad guys if they open up fire unprovoked. They decided to wait.

After about half an hour (23:15 pm) Menkaph and his company rose and was about to leave. Lord Squibb passed them and as he did tried to pickpocket Menkaph. He missed his roll and one of the body guards locked his hand in a firm grip. Menkaph and the other follower halted quickly and turned around. Frank grabbed his gun but did not pull it out just yet.

“You should be careful where you put your hands so you don’t lose them” Menkaph said and smiled wryly. Lord Squibb returned fire with a sarcasm. Menkaph warned that if they did not stay away or back down eternal pain and suffering would follow in the investigators path. Masks were off. Both parties knew very well who they were and what the struggle was about.

With those words he and his followers left the Salon car and headed towards the compartment cars. “Making new friends already?” Aileen smeared at the investigators. Frank and Lord Squibb returned to their friends in haste and reconvened. What should they do now? They called on Conducteur Henry and got all the passengers location in the compartments. (see separate post ahead). Kaporov was the name of the body guard without the fez, and the other with the fez shared compartment with someone in the second car. Their names were Cürik and Atatürket.


The investigators conferred. What should they do? Attack Menkaph in his compartment? They agreed that John Yip and Max von Moser would guard the blood red fez, and the other four would make an offensive strike-team. They started to survey the corridor and the car. They saw someone quickly dash into compartment nr 10 but could not identify who. It looked like a woman with blond hair let lose (excluding Aileen from the possible ones as she has red hair).

With Spot Hidden 99 % and Listen 95 % Frank went through the corridor and listen at all compartments. At compartment nr 6 he heard crying and sobbing. Conferring with the others they decided to act. Frank, Lord Squibb, Colonel Williams, and Hermann returned and knocked briskly on the door. “Who is it?” a yell female voice called out. “We are concerned of your well-being, open up the door”. After a while and some more brisk knocking the door opened. The compartment was pitch black, seemed almost darker than the winter night outside.

Elizabeth “Ellie” Myers

As they parleyed with the woman they realized she was deepen sad, almost in catatonic state. She told them that her husband had been sick ever since they came to Paris where they had met Menkaph. The investigators approach her husband and in the dark they can still see from their portable light that he has a blood red fez on him. Suddenly the investigators are attacked by two shadow creatures and a wild fight sets off. The investigators defeat them but take some damage. Sanity still sound. But the noise has alerted everyone and doors are opening and train staff come wondering. As does Menkaph and his bodyguard Karpov. They look with drilling eyes on the investigators. As the dust has settled, Menkaph’s two thugs stand guard outside his door. The investigators notify the train staff to Mr Myers condition and Max von Moser pretends to be a doctor. An awry feeling starts setting upon the train and its passengers. With sleight of hand the investigators manage to take the much wanted tome The Whispering Fez from in under Mr Myers pillow.


The investigators hurry to their compartments with the tome, but notice that Menkaph and his servants stare at them with hatred in their eyes. Surely they will never let the investigators escape with this tome of theirs. Prepare for battle!

PS: A funny thing was that Hermann rolled “01” for Persian 05 % and hence successfully has started to study the Whispering Fez. Incredible!

To be continued…

The game table
At Caligula's place

We play every other Tuesday at my place in Stockholm, Sweden. Usually we start playing at 18:00 CET but players arrive earlier and bring food and drinks. During the game we usually drink tea. Currently tea from Sri Lanka (Ceylon) that Mats got from a friend over there.


The picture above was taken from one of the players, my cousin Christer. He plays the German author Hermann of the occult and Nazi party member. He also plays Frank Patterson, a hardcore police detective of the Scotland Yard.

In the background you see me standing up doing a dialogue in character (forgot who I was playing at the moment). I do both narrative and in-character during the game, and answer questions from the players. The group is very experienced and so far they have managed almost 3 scenarios without and deaths or madness.

Horror on the Orient Express is the biggest campaign ever made for Call of Cthulhu (perhaps the biggest for all rpg, not sure) with 19 scenarios and a huge box with books and other material. There are hordes of NPCs, information and clues. How can we keep track on it all? One way is this chronicle. Here we write the story and both I the Game Keeper and the players can log on and check the history and references. There is also a particular “Characters” folder where you can see all the relevant NPCs and the players can make online notes and comments directly here at our page. Thats is great!

We have also put together an “Investigator’s Diary” where handouts and evidence is collected and glued into a booklet with player comments added. See pictures here below.


And here is from the inside:


Next session is scheduled Tuesday 16th of August 2016.


The Blood Red Fez - Scenario 3 part 2
London, Monday 8th January 1893

The Oriental Club

Already at an early age Professor Smith was already a member of the Oriental Club. His extensive trips and research to Constantinople had advanced his notoriety. As the smoky fumes of Lapsang tea rose towards the investigators, Professor Smith told them of his story.


The Story

Some years ago while in Constantinople he had come across a devious cult led by the dreadful Selim Makryat. Professor Smith opposed him and now knows from his friend Professor Demir that it would mean his death to return. He implores the investigators to take the blood red fez to Professor Demir in Constantinople where it will be forever destroyed. The train departs Wednesday 10th January, leaving time for research and preparations. The mission is financed by Professor Smith’s trusted friend and ally, Baron von Hofler who also will join the mission in Vienna. Von Hofler can be counted on even in the most grave conditions, the professor assures.

The Telegram

Prior to leaving the Oriental Club, the professor also produces a telegram from Professor Demir in Constantinople. He confirms he will meet the investigators at the Sirkeci station and that they must be very careful as their lives are in peril. Under no circumstances should they try to wear the fez or even destroy it as it is indestructible.


The Apocrypha of the Fez

The investigators had some time to prepare and rest. They did extensive research on the fez and gained the Apocrypha of the Fez. However, their lack of Eastern languages restricted them from successfully understanding it. Annoyed they continued their investigations in London. The Apocrypha will take 2 weeks of study to completely master so they decided to bring it along.


Bentley Burnham

Extensive research at poor Mr. Pooks quarters found his diary with detailed information about the proceedings of Menkaph, the leader of the kultist ring. It was Menkaph who had the fez and Pook stole it from him. He also writes about Menkaph’s minions as he has many followers. The investigators also found out about a certain Bentley Burnham and traced his home. Arriving there late in the evening they bounced on his door and he opened up unaware that he was now the hunted and not the hunter…

The players did this really cool actually. They were well aware that Bentley’s right hand was behind his back holding a pistol. But they were four, they had bigger guns, and they were experienced. They talked straight to Bentley after he first tried to deceive them with his journalist alias even showing them his extremely well made fake id. We role-palyed this scene hard core but the players would not let him off the hook. Finally he broke. He offered them to reveal everything if they would give him free passage and give him 100 USD to leave with the next boat to Ireland. After some internal discussions among the players they agreed to his proposal. After all he was just hired help and not part of the actual cult.


The players handled this part very well and as you can tell it is a very experienced group. I will be back soon and post from our session as they enter the Orient Express heading for Constantinople.


To be continued….


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