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Woolsy took the data chip In his very large and hairy “hands”. He shook his head wishing the chip was a fine tome or treatise covered in leather whose papers faintly smelled of archaic mildew. His voice was a low rumble, “Ze doctor indeed... But a doctor Zee up here and where the heart liez.” In tur...

“Merci, Ajax... Soldierz now iz the timez to retreat.” Woolsy nodded to the big Centaur and grabbed at as many CS soldiers he could and hurriedly made his way to the new exit. Perhaps later I’ll interview Icosa, and see what psychological damage has been done to her. Being swallowed is a 4 on the H...

Woolsey glanced at the large worm. He grumbled to himself wishing for more firepower, “Ze now would be a goodz time to have Quebec’s finest chromium guardian on hand no?” Still, there was time for him to free at least one more soldier. His shaggy form hulked over to the nearest soldier still swarmed...

Fear nasua 1d8! 1d6! +2 from brave Ze situation iz grim, ze worms are disgusting... Icosa iz... Well flying among other zings. When confronted with the gruesome scene Woolsy went into recovery mode. The Tundra Rangers left no man behind. With Icosa leaving him behind he really had no other chouce b...

The lumbering giant crouched next to Icosa while giving Mars a quick glance. To the human Icosa he grumbled in his thick quebec accent, “ Prêt quand tu es madame... By yourz leave mizz Icoza.” Before venturing into the creepy compound he reached out with his senses trying to detect the presences of ...

Woolsey support for Cain survival +2 1d10! 1d6! Woolsey growls and lumbers about not completely out of his element and does his best assisting someone who would rather use him as a shag carpet in his man cave. “Za compas iz just spinningz zere, I beleive bazed on za map provided by ze der captian, ...

Woolsey smiled barring his ape like fangs. Such a task satiated his curiosity and he was glad that so many of the fortuna company had the wherewithal to proceed in. He looked over at the teams gear storage as he considered what weapons to bring. “Zif youze have a Beegbor Shotzgun, or a thunderz hamm...

Spirit vs vision, -2: 1d8! 1d6! As the alien images project for the team to see, Wolsey’s mind struggled for a brief second to comprehend the enormity of what the tendril was connected too. But he had been through the horrors of the Juicer uprising and War of Tolkien and steadied himself against the...

Woolsey nodded in agreement with Icosa . His lumbering shaggy head wooshed up and down. “ J'apporterai mes lumières.” He knelt near an inactive worm if possible, “Letz us seez where yuz been no?” Being both a master psionic and a skilled tracker, during the war he had he had blended both giving him ...

Woolsy was not about to let two humans no matter how special they were perish under the mechanical worms’ onslaught. He galloped in after Cain on his robo horse ready and willing to pluck both with either hand as if they were weeds in an inhospitable garden. “ TIENS BON!“ Just hang in there... A lit...

Woolsley heeds Tex Arcana ’s words and slows his horse, but as the vehicle looks to leave the man running from the silver tendril he roars up to Icosa from his horse. “Now iz de time to getz him, we leave no onez behind. Selle ma petite dame!” Saddle up my little lady. He eased back in the saddle in...

More than impressed by Tex Arcana ’s ability to lead the group through the wild Woolsey took to writing some notes about the groups psychological make-up while his robot horse galloped along. It had been some time since he had been able to dedicate himself to writing, and all too soon he had plenty ...

Woolsey noted how everyone came to the aid of the ex-CS soldier Erebus Caine . Perhaps not so strange that on a day in yesteryear those now coming to Cain’s aid would have been bitter enemies fighting tooth and nail to kill each other. I will need to include their camaraderie in my next field report.

“I already took care of the Coalition dead,” he said. “Got their tags, and the pyre is burning outside. What you do with the Tolkeen bastards, I don’t care. But don’t you dare put them on the same fire as those brave soldiers of humanity,” he warned before stalking out of the god-forsaken bunker an...

The big mangy fury beast rose off the floor. Was that really a shadow lord? He had a strong foundation in the occult having studied years prior to the war in the Tolkien Librarys. His eyes softened at Mars or Lace’s question. How indeed did he know her? He had broken bounty hunter protocol and revea...

Spirit 1d8! 1d6! +6 from arcane protection (mega with raise). The darkness has entombed my mind and body... It is taking me... Argghh... It was this moment that stirred the memory, neigh nightmare of the last time the Sasquatch has been captured and his vow to never let it happen again. No! No! I sw...

Woolsey analyzed the situation. Magic portal... Tex is on it. Shadow beasts spewing forth, the rest of Fortuna has them beat... Woolsey was about to expound upon the horrors of the shadow realm as reported by J.R. Dilinger in his Treatise All Things Dark Go Bump. But Mars lying still on the ground n...

Woolsey understood Erebus Caine ’s “love” for magic all too well. A life time ago during the war he had seen the horrors magic could wrought. Since then he had made it his mission to uncover its secrets and protect the good folks in North America from its horrific power. Before entering he let his p...

Woolsy accepted the sword from Tex Arcana . His Canadian French accent grumbled along, “Thankz your very much.” Meanwhile is eyes still enchanted with the Sasquatch’s natural affinity for finding the arcane darted about uneasy at the revelation that some kind of shadow dimension was at play. Either...

The mangy Sasquatch relaxed a bit ducking his head down as best as he could, but still he was nearly scraping the ceiling of the bunker. Under the best circumstances no doubt someone would have drilled his head with a laser, and maybe if he had met Erebus Caine alone that would have happened. Woolse...

Upon seeing weapons brandished and a human calling him Ape he relaxed holding up his hand in the best manner he knew how. Classic Megalomania, and a more restrained greeting than I usually get. These guys have to be the ones Lady Alexandria sent me to find, group Fortune. As freindly as a 9 foot yet...

The hulking mangy figure seemed to be more animal than man, and it would be surprising if it did anything other than grunt. So when it halted and waved “Hi” perhaps it was a little unexpected, and surprisingly it said with a bit of a french parlay, “Bonjour. My name iz Woolzey, Dr. Woolzey if the ti...

The hulking Sasquatch stepped out of the shadows his invisibility shroud ending. He easily passed through the dense vegetation grabbing a mega floral snack. It would appear that the tracks lead here. But what befell this Fortune group I wonder?” With his silvered draining blade drawn he reached into...

F and G: 2d20 Used the Rob to take smart and learned instead of Strong. HJ rolls: Psionics 1d20 : Benny to roll spirit in place of any other trait roll Experience and wisdom: 1d20 Choice: Professional edge: Tundra Ranger Experience and Wisdom Choice: Professional Edge: Adept Woolsy Veteran Male Sasq...