You find a hand written note on an A5 piece of lined paper. It's crumbled in transit and has no sender nor intended receiver. It alongside 3 other copies are written with scratchy but readable handwriting, all the letters etched in capitals. The author is not going to win any cartography classes any time soon.
I presume you've heard. We recently acquired La Arena del Reloj from those bitter at our freedom. The suited's mourning shall be our celebration. Speaking of celebrations: gather at The Old Court, 9 'o' clock at night and bear witness to the strengthening of our roots and the creation of all new ones. The most lucid wakening in our history and I get to forefront it. Who knows what 'Who we've lost' will want to share with us, teach us and mold us by.
Bring arms, assume we're expecting uninvited guests but either way we've brought something to shoot at. Bring drink, and as many trinkets as you deem fit. Just remember; No food meats, corpses or large animals. Sorry fellow Hunters, yes that means no companions. It may be our settlement now but it's yet to be our territory.
I presume you've also seen or maybe even reaped the benefits of that plane we dropped yesterday, the commercial one. A lot of good shit there, show them this note after the wakening to get your hands on some. Funny note but I will never grow tired of watching a lost westerner fall to our animals, the immediate joy in their eyes as they see a magnificient dinosaur followed by such horror: Amazing.
On a much more sad note: Yes I know about Britney and Alex of the Sirens both going missing. The cases are directly connected I can PROMISE you that, but don't worry. We hunters swear to it that they will be safely returned to their sisters before the event. In fact some of my finest men already made flight towards that "Admission Camp" the Badged British Bastards leave so very open.
Old Court - 9PM, Be There.
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).