Return to Kingsport
A Call of Cthulhu: The Card Game spotlight by guest writer Marius Hartland
With the upcoming return of Kingsport Dreams as portion of the Forgotten Lore cycle of Asylum Packs for Call of Cthulhu: The Card Game, it’s time to also revisit the quite 1st article I wrote for this web site, back in 2006. The topic is Tulzscha (Kingsport Dreams, F37) who, after all these years still is 1 of my favorite Ancient Ones. Welcome back Tulzscha!
”and suddenly there spread out prior to me the boundless vista of an inner globe – a vast fungous shore litten by a belching column of sick greenish flame and washed by a wide oily river that flowed from abysses frightful and unsuspected to join the blackest gulfs of immemorial ocean”
- H.P. Lovecraft, The Festival
Kingsport. A city praised by Nyarlathotep himself for its antediluvian architecture and its marvelous seacoast. It holds unspeakable horrors that 1 is greatest oblivious to, for the sake of peace of mind. Unfortunately, secrets are to man what a flame is to a moth. Intriguing choice of words, 1 may possibly say, because I will tell you the story of an unholy flame. Not that I should, but I know you will learn its horrible power soon, so it is better to be prepared. And maybe, by sharing some of the horrible understanding that was bestowed on me, I can nonetheless save my own sanity.
In Kingsport, a portal will when once more be opened that leads straight to the terrible core of the universe itself. A gateway to the court of the Blind Idiot God Azathoth, the Nuclear Chaos. And in this court a group of Outer Gods dance rhythmically around, in cadence to the piping of a demonic flute. By means of this new gate a flame seeps, unearthly sick pale green in hue, casting no shadows and giving no comfortable warmth. Tulzscha, The Green Flame makes her presence identified to those who select to see it, bringing horror and atrophy to our modest, insignificant earth.
Abandon All Hope
Tulzscha has the power to turn even the most mild-mannered cultist into a ravenous killing machine. Even 1 of those cost reducers grow to be a two skilled, terror-iconed merchant of death. Cultists everywhere combust in that sickly green flame, taking every person with them into their untimely grave.
I recommend you get packing. When Tulzscha enters the board, hope may quite properly be lost. Rid your self of any opposing cultist rapidly or see your side of the table diminish in a horrible pace. Blank her with Referred to as by Azathoth (The Spawn of the Sleeper, F9.) Cancel the means to get her into play. A Single Glimpse (Core Set, F117) need to assist you out for some damage control, ridding your self of her when she stands alone. Steal her if you must. Once she is there, soon no 1 will be standing save the Ancient Ones.
You will never ever look at cultists the identical way once more. Each time 1 hits the board, your Mythos Sense will be tingling with fear. Simply because every and every single 1 of them has the prospective to wipe you out. Beware the followers of The Green Flame.