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Janus Hect's Journal
Sanctuary
Downtime
Going through the box of horrors.
After arriving home I started to open up and catalogue the box of horrors I got from my old cult. I picked up a pin with the tree symbol of the cult but this one had an odd tongue nailed to the base of the tree. The pin was smudged and old and I hadn't seen this specific combination of the symbols before so I wiped at the grime on it and pricked my finger. For such a small wound it hurt like a bee sting that got hit by a hammer. I felt my head rock for a minute and then felt my mind expand outwards as I started to get a more familiarized understanding of languages of the things around me. Not just the spanish on the radio either but birds outside and the stray cats running around in the alley near the apartment complex. I'm not sure what's happening but I don't love it.
The Hand That Leads You
Downtime
Mushroom Hunt
Downtime
And Everything Nice
Downtime
Journal 5? I think?
Not much to tell here. Went to sleep holding a statue, woke up no statue failed I guess. At least this time I wasn't dragged out of my way to some sandbar or Kansas or vegas or anything. Just went to bed and woke up, easy enough. I think I'm gonna spend some more time at the range and try to get better with shooting. That weird bracelet gets twitchy if I don't use it every three days or so. I have to wait until there isn't anyone else around because the thing looks nasty, shoots like a beut though so I can't complain too much. I'm getting more confident with these weird abilities, I think if I can get a bit stronger I might try to go out and start making a difference. Nothing too crazy, but finding others that are stuck like I was and helping them would be a good first step.
Charlatans
“Unsettling are the days in which everyone is an expert.”
― Criss Jami
Nowadays you can't go a day without some phony prophet trying to peddle their wares to you.
Driven by the increased interest in the supernatural, charlatans from palm readers to televangelists are everywhere. And while the vast majority of witches, psychics, magicians, hypnotists, cures, potions, faith healers, and clairvoyants are complete fakes, they do make a living.
As the saying goes, "it's easier for an actor to make it in alternative medicine than Hollywood."
Most people scoff at these clearly-phony supernatural services, yet those same people often buy into at least one scam.
The most dangerous charlatans are the self-styled monster hunters who carry a mall-ninja arsenal and guns with silver bullets. Most have never encountered anything supernatural and do absolutely nothing besides burn some sage and patrol the area for a night or two. Even so, those who are superstitious, fearful, or desperate enough will hire them to solve the problems they simply don't understand. In some cases with disastrous results.
For Contractors, charlatans are red herrings and obstacles. Clumsy fakes that conjure a smokescreen of misinformation and escalate the situations they're in.