I continue to work on my bestiary for Where the magic never ends?, my game of abandoned magical theme parks and coaster mages.
Rounding out the Guests part of my bestiary, here comes the Vagabond.
Various reports from theme park’s expeditions tell of the same figure roaming multiple parks. Always the same shape, always the same face, always the same voice. A vagabond-looking humanoid, looking like a bearded middle-aged man, with an acoustic guitar. They are obviously Magic-adjacent, yet the parks all treat them like a Guest and not an Outsider.
Their voice a choir, their guitar an orchestra. Ancient echoes in modern trappings. Wisdom meant for wood and steel. The earworm breeds in open ears, burrowing deep. Sound is solid, air moves.
Siren’s song, no ambulance. Silence speaks, void listens. The deal is made when you step on the crossroad. Siren’s song, drowning ocean. Lullabies for the deaf, colors sing. Close your eyes, shut your ears.
Moves :
Songs in the Key of Magic
Everybody's Got a Peaceful Place
Uncover the Light
What are you ?
What are you ?
What are you ?
What may happen when you fall to 0 Health in front of this being :
Join the orchestra
Become a melody
Wake up
Can you guess I'm having fun ?