Updating the Doomtown Story So Far: From Gamorra to Deadwood and Beyond – by David Lapp
Greetings Doomtown fans! It has always been a pleasure to provide an ongoing storyline to Deadlands and Doomtown players alike that incorporates not only your choices from participating in organized play, but provides a window into how Doomtown fits into the greater...
Worms Among the Wheat
By Ross Fisher-Davis Seth Bullock took a long look into the cloudy sky above and exhaled slowly. There was an ugly knot of anxiety in his gut that’d been growing since they lit out from Deadwood. As they’d hit dirt and carried on...
A Miner Confrontation
By Owen Lean Mateo turned away from his unwanted companion for a moment as a girl in brown pigtails pushed the saloon doors open with all the confidence of one who didn’t think she was remotely out of place in the establishment. He raised an eyebrow before he noted...
Darkness Ascended: Act 3 – Between Stone and a Hard Place
By Jason Pere September, 1882 Coot Jenkins continued to fight a losing battle with himself. On the one hand, he took some comfort in the stacks of money he had won in the Virginia City poker tournament but the soothing weight of the bag of coins and ghost rock...
Darkness Ascended: Act 2 – God Forgives, Stone Kills
By Jason Pere September, 1882 The omnipresent rattling concerned Chuan "Jen" Qí. Her velocipede had gone far too long without a proper tune up. At first, Jen managed to ignore the noise, but the vibrations in the handlebars were like a small flurry of California...
Darkness Ascended: Act 1 – Darkness Repelled
By Jason Pere July, 1882 Chuan “Jen” Qi snuffed out the match that she had used to light the lantern in her cramped little hotel room. The sounds of Tombstone transitioned from work to revelry as the sunset came and went. But for...
Reprise and Reprisals
by David Orange Jessica Patchett curled one card, then the other upwards, revealing a jack of diamonds and a four of clubs. She looked over at Claude Fontenot, one of the Gem Theater’s dealers, who returned an equally impassive...
Hatching a Well-laid Plan
by David Orange “All aboard. Leaving for Deadwood in thirty minutes.” The conductor paused long enough from his shouted announcements to punch E.B. Farnum’s ticket. Farnum took measured steps down the aisle, scanning both sides...
Debt of Blood
by David Orange June 1882 “Arthur, when is that contraption gonna go off or blow us all to Kingdom Come?” Arthur Dingler turned to see Seamus O’Toole cowering behind a makeshift iron shield. “Seamus, for the umpteenth time,...
Beneath the Streets
By Ross Fisher-Davis SuAnne Bettelyoun considered herself an observant woman. She noticed small things around her, subtle changes in the dirt, smells in the winds, the movements of birds. She could judge the distance of a train...