AstanaelSomewhere in the Florida Keys, August 23 , 1922
Choura wasn't really reassured. Oscar did plunge before him, and hit the rope twice to signal that everything was fine. Nonetheless, he could feel a mixture of fear and febrility building up. Moist began to slowly obscure the windows of the heavy diving suit, And every movement was slow and slightly off. To a sniper like him, not being able to move with precision was the worst. On the starboard, Hal looked upon the winch, the tubes and ropes and made him an "OK" gesture with a large smile. Oh God ! down he goes !
With a splach he fell to the ocean floor. The vision was far for perfect but much clearer that he had imagined. He hear an loud clank when Oscar came in contact and hit his helmet onto his. Through the metal conduction, they could hear each other voice perfectly.
- It's there ! said Oscar, It's really there ! We found the Rosario !
Excerpt from the "Azazoth Offspring" campaign from Sans-Detours/Chaosium for the Call of Cthulhu RPG
Pencil doodle on A6 sketchbook
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