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Mina Patina's Journal
The xerox job
Downtime
Welding Lessons
After that last job, I decided to take a few welding lessons. Turns out cutting open the dock doors was the right move. It enabled the people in the building to get out. Since I didn't get any rewards, I'm going to have to figure something else out. Back to coaching I guess? I wonder if my professor has learned new about Atlantis? Probably not, it's not really his thing.
So training and coaching it is. Managed to boost my mana pool. That's something. My barrier came in clutch in the last job. It seems like it was the only thing that was taking out the fowl giant insects. We'll see how handy it really is in the next job or so.
Nothing will deter me from finding Atlantis. I will find it's secrets, heal my arm, and revive the lost civilizations of old. Nothing will stop me. Atlantis will rise again.
Beware the Assassin!
Let’s deal with gods
Downtime
Meditation and no more stagnation
After my last contract, I decided to turn my focus internally. A little bit of meditation never hurts. My grimoire says the ancients spent quite a bit of time meditating.
It's been nice having my arm back. I didn't get a chance to try out my new spell before I got my last contract. I try to wait long sleeve shirts and a glove on that hand now. I'd imagine a semi transparent crystalline arm complete with pulsing blood vessels and bones would creep anyone out.
People have been asking about my new arm as well. They're amazed at the quality of the "prosthetic." Well, in a way... they're not too far off. If they inquire about were I got it, I simply tell them I signed an NDA for something experimental, and I can't disclose anything about the project, including what it looks like. That usually does the trick.
The Sons of Salem
We swear to secure our people against the wickedness and evil of the invisible world.
We swear to aid the afflicted.
We swear to stay ever vigilant and seek out the abominable witchcrafts committed in this country.
We humbly pray to be blessed by God to hold all those who consort with the Devil accountable. Amen
—Opening and closing prayer for Sons of Salem meetings.
The Sons of Salem is a loosely-organized conservative populist movement in the United States that preaches violent opposition to anything they perceive as witchcraft, demonic, or monstrous.
Blowhard podcaster Ted Gundy and former general of the mercenary group “Hognose,” Roland Rush, founded the movement in 2010 after a series of violent werewolf attacks and unexplained, supernatural murders in Tennessee. Memberships grew quickly, stoked by Ted’s fiery doomsday rhetoric on his podcast "Truth Seekers" and the aspiration of the masculine power embodied by Roland.
Although they speak of duty, honor, and maintaining the “natural order” of things, the Sons of Salem are driven by fear. They collect guns and appear at protests en-masse as a way of easing the all-consuming terror of their powerlessness. At the same time, they have conditioned themselves to respond to fear with “strength” (read: violence).