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spockvarietyhour · 2 years
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Houston, 1989
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It's normally 25 minutes to the venue from my place, but there's multiple wrecks so it's over an hour now 🙃🙃🙃🫠🫠🫠
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mrsmoose54 · 19 days
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Rental Car Toll Charges
TIP: Do your research before booking and compare rental companies. I received a message from my daughter 24 hours before her flight to New York in regard to paying for tolls in a rental car. Her route was from JFK to Maryland and couldn’t work out her options. I have previously written about the Orlando Visitor Toll Pass – Save up to 80% and Illinois Tollway on 2023 road trip States 46 & 47…
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rohans-daughter · 6 months
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bored bored bored bored
[insert arietty clock from the 1997 borrowers here]
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digitalfilipina · 11 months
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MPTC Units Gear up for Road Safety Month
Metro Pacific Tollways Corp. (MPTC), the leading mobility infrastructure and solutions provider in the Philippines, joins the country in celebrating the road safety month with ‘Mission: Road Safety’. MPTC is undertaking this initiative to reinforce its expressways’ road safety mission based on the 3 pillars of safety – safe self, safe vehicle, and safe roads. “Mission: Road Safety”…
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raskies456 · 1 year
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now that I commute tho I am always thinking about that tweet that’s like “why does traffic exist. just drive forward”
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yikes077 · 2 years
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I’m sorry, but the fact that old people just know where highways are is such a mind fuck for me. I was talking to my uncle the other day and he was just like “yeah, you’ll have to go through Indiana if you take I-57, but if you take Z-92 or L-004 then you should be able to avoid the city, and go right to Oregon”
What knowledge do you posses, what wizard do you kill, to just know the highways? Just fully understand not only where you’re going, but the name of the exit? I could never
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trivialbob · 27 days
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Baraboo was fun. I have more to write about it, but that will wait until I am home and using my computer.
Today's drive to Chicago was uneventful. I took my time and didn't speed or try to make good time. Which probably explains why I am not stressed out right now.
I also stopped at the Mars Cheese Castle in Kenosha. Mmmm, Wisconsin cheese and beef sticks.
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I hate paying highway tolls to Illinois. Sheila's car (which I drove) has the EZ Pass transponder, to easily pay tolls without stopping. In Minnesota it's for the carpool lanes, but works on the Illinois tollway.
F that. I set my Waze app to Avoid Toll Roads. Instead of driving down I-90 or I-94, I took US 41, a toll-free road. That route only added 12 minutes to my journey.
I saved about six bucks in tolls 😀
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annakie · 4 months
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My family was supposed to all be out of town by now, but Stuff happened and they're not leaving til next week.
Asked my mom on Sunday if we were going to do any kind of Thanksgiving and she was like "Oh I bought sliced turkey at the deli!" Me: lol no
Spent an hour or so googling for options and H.E.B. (Texas grocery chain) had a full Thanksgiving dinner for four (4 - 6 lb Turkey, mashed potatoes, stuffing, sweet potato casserole, green bean casserole, gravy and real cranberry sauce), all pre-cooked, and for under $100. Just unbox, stick it in the oven for an hour, and voila, easy dinner.
So I ordered that. They bought some pie when they went to Walmart, mom's making bread from scratch because she loves using her Kitchenaid stand mixer for bread, I bought a little cheese tray for appetizers, and we've got the easiest Thanksgiving ever for four.
Went to pick it up and:
A) Forgot that everyone gets out of work early today thus getting on the road at 2pm was like usually getting on the road at 5pm, especially heading away from downtown.
B) Forgot how far this grocery store was. I used to work right by there and completely forgot how much I hated that commute. I took the tollways. Worth it.
C) HOLY CRAP the grocery store parking lot was like Mad Max. Trying to get in and this idiot cut me off badly before getting into the parking lot, then I guess they got scared when I followed them into the parking lot and were driving erratically trying to get away from me? Even though I was just, you know, being normal. Maybe they were just THAT dumb. Then they nearly hit a family on foot while making a shitty blind turn. Terrifying. I offered the family my dashcam footage, but since nobody was hurt and they were leaving, they just wanted to get out.
D) CANNOT IMAGINE what it was like in that store, the parking lot looked FULL full. Thank the retail gods for curbside pickup. Didn't have to get out of the car. Wasn't allowed to tip the girl who brought the groceries out. =\ Only downside is that I'd ordered an extra side of pre-made Parmesan Garlic carrots for more veggies. They substituted the carrots for more green beans. Nobody in my family likes green beans much already. :p
E) Driving home was almost as bad, but traffic was better going south.
F) Thought it would take me 45 minutes. Entire trip took an hour and a half. Glad to be home.
G) I hate putting groceries away. The box with dinner juuuuust barely fits in my fridge. I had to duct tape the door shut. No, I'm not kidding. :D IT'S FINE. It's for like, 18 hours!
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ouropharynx · 5 months
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Glory to the Illinois Tollway Oasis
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dirtylittlebookworm · 11 months
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I haven't been sleeping well lately
TW: rape (with description of some memories of what happened at one point)
I haven't really talked much about this on here - except, I think, to mention it in passing - but last June ('22), we had to kick our maid of honor (MOH) out of our wedding party.
Despite being my cousin, the closest thing I'd ever had to a sister, and someone I'd known and been close with for my whole entire life - and despite loving @daddybiff almost as much as I did (she started asking when we were going to get engaged about 6 months after he and I started dating) - she began to say horrible, horrible things about the man that I was set to marry. And, when I dug deeper - tried to get to the bottom of it - it turned out that she was holding onto about 15 years of resentment and anger and bitterness against me. I'm still unclear as to why. But apparently the life I'd lived - the love I'd had - the way my parents and my friends had always supported and stood up for me - was a direct attack on her. Oh, and apparently I hated Christians (and she is Christian) because I'm pro-choice and didn't see the need to avoid posting about that on my Instagram stories.
But, more than that, she was angry - bitter - upset about how I'd chosen to deal with and handle my rape. For those of you who don't know (who weren't around in my FMTTS days), I was raped by my then partner and "dom" in late 2016.
It took me awhile to come to terms with the fact that it had happened. It took me even longer to admit that it had happened. It took me even longer than that to tell my therapist - to say out loud - that it had happened. Longer still to tell my mom, then my brother, then my dad... After that, i shared it with a few friends but mostly kept it to myself.
Until I finally shared it more broadly.
But I didn't share details. I didn't turn it into a spectacle. it wasn't some sort of gruesome entertainment for people to gape at like it was a fucking car crash they were driving past on the tollway. It wasn't a fucking plot point in a TV show to prove how much I'd overcome. It didn't belong to anyone but me. They didn't have any right to details. They didn't deserve them.
And, what's more, they didn't have an right to even knowing it had happened at all. Who I told and what I told them and when I told them - and whether or not I told them at all - was entirely up to me. No one else.
But according to her? The fact that I "never even shared anything with [her] about [my] rape" was just another on a long list of why i was a shitty friend.
And the final nail in the coffin of me giving a single flying fuck about the relationship.
We went back and forth a few times over the next few weeks and then I ultimately made the decision to remove her fromthe wedding party. I haven't spoken to her since (other than a few passing - and awkward - words at Thanksgiving) and I was so caught up in planning the wedding and work and then being married and then work and then planning the honeymoon and then being laid-off and then being on the honeymoon... That I didn't have much time to focus on it or think about it.
Don't get me wrong, it would pop into my mind here and there. But i wasn't fixated on it. It wasn't hounding me. It was just a thing on a long list of things that I would eventually have to deal with.
But the past week or so I haven't been sleeping well. Because I've been having dreams.
Nightmares.
The same nightmare, actually. Over and over and over agin.
I'm sitting at my mom's kitchen table and my cousin is there. I'm talking to her - arguing with her - about what she said about me. About how I'm apparently a shitty friend for not sharing the details of my rape with her. The worst and most violating thing that has ever happened to me in my whole entire life.
And I start yelling at her. Describing things that happened - describing details. Is this what you wanted? I ask. Do you feel better now? Having the dirty details? Knowing the gossip?
Are you happy?
Are you satisfied?
And then the dream morphs into... Something else. Now I'm reliving it.
And it's a fucking cycle every night over and over. It's so fucking hot right now and so I have the dream and then I wake up because it's so fucking hot and then I can't fall back asleep and I'm lying there thinking about the dream and then I do fall back asleep...
And it happens all over again.
And the thing is that I dealt with it. I went to therapy. I did the work. The flashbacks stopped. The panic attacks stopped. I wasn't living with it anymore. Like, it was there and it was a thing that I'd lived through but it wasn't part of my day-to-day anymore. It was just a thing that occasionally crossed my mind - usually triggered by something I saw on television or read in a book or heard someone say.
But now... Every fucking night.
And don't get me wrong - I remembered it. If I really stopped to think about it when it would cross my mind that way? I could remember it. Those moments.
I begged him to stop. I thought I was losing my mind. I thought I was in a nightmare I couldn't fucking get out of. And then he started choking me so he didn't have to listen to me - so he didn't have to hear me. He took my voice.
And afterward? After he'd... He smiled at me - I still remember that fucking smile - and he said to me, I always know what you need, don't I?
I thought I had died. Surely, I had to have died. There was no way that had actually happened. There was no way that was real.
Please let it not have been real.
But it was.
And apparently, not sharing that - not describing those details - not carving my chest wide open so she could stare down into it - not giving her access to the worst moment of my life so she could pick over it and examine it and suck the marrow from the bones… Apparently that makes me a shitty fucking friend.
And now? Now I don’t know what to do.
Do I talk to her? Do I have a conversation with her about the things she said? Not just about me but about the man I was set to marry. The man who is now my husband.
I never got to say my piece. I was so focused on keeping the peace and getting to the wedding and not being overwhelmed that I never said what I wanted to say.
Do I say it now? Is it worth it?
I was okay with - I thought I was okay with - just not saying anything and only seeing her at family holidays and letting her feel awkward. I’m not the one who did this. I’m not the one who made it awkward. I’m not the one who made it uncomfortable.
But now… Would it help? To say something? Would it make this go away?
I don’t know. I don’t know what to do.
But I haven’t been sleeping well.
I haven’t been sleeping well at all.
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exitrowiron · 8 months
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Investing 101
Part 3 of ?
In the first installment of this series I discussed stocks. Stocks are also referred to as Equities, because if you own a company's stock, you own Equity in the company. Stocks entitle you dividends and you can benefit from growth of the stock price. But stocks can be volatile. Fortunately there are other securities you can purchase which usually offer less risk.
Bonds, are essentially loans made to companies and government entities. Bonds can have a variety of maturities (i.e. length of time until the loan is repaid) and interest rates. Companies can issue bonds instead of getting a loan from a bank. Likewise, government entities (ex. cities, counties, school districts, states and the US Treasury) issue bonds. A school district might issue a bond to build a new high school; a state might issue bonds to build a new tollway. The US Treasury issues bonds to fund the operations of the government. For as long as you've been an adult, you've heard about the US Budget Deficit, right? But do you know what it is? The budget deficit is simply the yearly government spending which exceeds the government's revenue (taxes). The sum of all the annual budget deficits is called the National Debt. The US Treasury issues bonds throughout the year to borrow the money necessary to fund the budget deficit. The interest on government bonds is usually tax exempt - that makes them a favorite of people who want to lower their tax bill. Because government bonds are tax exempt, they pay lower interest than a comparable corporate bond.
In general, bonds have lower risk than equities and pay interest regularly. With the exception of US Treasuries, bonds can be less liquid - i.e. take longer to sell in the event you need your cash back immediately. Bonds are also usually considered lower risk than equities, so an investor might purchase them to lower the overall risk in his/her portfolio (more on that later).
Each bond pays a fixed interest rate for the life of the bond (ex. 4%), but the price of the bond can go up and down based on market demand. On the day of issuance, let's assume you bought a 10 year, corporate $100 bond paying 4% interest. You paid the corporation $100 and every year for 10 years you will receive 4% interest and at the end of 10 years the company will repay the $100. If you wanted to sell the bond the next day, you could probably sell it to someone else for $100. Because you can sell for it face value, the Yield is the same as the interest rate. Let's also assume that 1 year later the company's only factory burned in a fire and it wasn't insured. It is much less likely that the company will be able to repay the bond you bought. If you tried to sell the bond to someone else, you'd probably have to discount the bond - perhaps sell it for $80 instead the $100 you paid. Now the Yield has declined, even though the interest rate is still 4%. Conversely, assume the factory never burned and instead the stock market tanked. Now everyone is desperate for an investment paying 4% and is willing to pay $120 for you $100 bond (an exaggeration to be sure); in this case the Yield on your bond has increased above the 4% interest.
The safety of bonds is measured and reported by rating agencies and impacts the price/yield. The bonds of companies which are less likely to be able to repay are rated lower than those with strong earnings and cash flow. Lower rated bonds have more risk, but they have higher interest rates and yields. Junk Bonds are bonds issued by high risk companies. Investors can make a bunch of money from junk bonds, but they can lose their investment too. (The 2008-09 financial crisis was caused in part by rating agencies not accurately reporting the risk associated with bonds composed of home mortgages.)
Historically, a broad portfolio of equities will generate greater returns over the medium/long term than a bond (debt) portfolio. If you have a long investment horizon (ex. >5 years) you want to invest in stocks. Occasionally, however, the stock market will have correction or there will be a recession etc and the stock market will drop. If you need cash during one of those periods and have to sell your stocks, you're going to sell at the bottom of the market and lose money. For this reason, investments with a short time horizon tend to favor bonds; the price (yield) of bonds is generally less volatile and you can count on the cash flow of regular interest payments. That's why as investors age, they start to shift the balance of their portfolio from equities to bonds. If I'm 70 years old and the market tanks, I can't wait 5 years for the market to recover; so I'm going to keep more of my money in bonds. The return on my bond investments is low, but so is the risk.
Only 12 people or so are reading these things, so if you have questions please ask.
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mrsmoose54 · 5 months
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Orlando Visitor Toll Pass - Save up to 80%
Toll FL Having enjoyed the freedom of the Illinois Tollway on my recent Road Trip  to visit Nebraska and North Dakota I was researching Central Florida for any of the latest attractions to write about but came across the joined up thinking of Toll FL instead. The issue in the past has been trying to avoid the horrendously greedy charges that rental car companies try to get away with by providing…
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critterspaws · 1 month
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do you think balaga took the tollway from moscow to tula
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digitalfilipina · 1 year
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MPT South’s BAYANI KA Bags an Anvil Award
“Cavi”, a road safety advocate character for Bayani ng Kalsada or “Bayani Ka” created by the Metro Pacific Tollways South (MPT South), took home a Silver Anvil Award, the company’s 4th trophy for the country’s “Oscars of Public Relations”. On the 58th Anvil Awards Gabi ng Parangal held at Newport City on Wednesday, March 8, the Public Relations Society of the Philippines (PRSP) recognized MPT…
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wearykatie · 4 months
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Journey Into the Wild Beyond
Chapter 2: Hither (Part 2)
There’s a thing that happens sometimes when running tabletop games: railroading. In a plot-driven game, Game Masters/Dungeon Masters need to get the party to follow the plot somehow. Unlike in video games, tabletop games don’t have quest logs and map markers telling you where to go and what to do. I know I previously talked about “I want to go there”, and I wholeheartedly believe in and support that idea, but for the sake of keeping games from being endless wandering, you need to have a clear goal with reminders for the party. 
On the other hand, if you do this too often or present only a single way forward, the players can feel like they’re being railroaded down a non-branching path where their choices don’t matter. This is a tricky balance to maintain. So how do we do it? 
Spider-Sense
In addition to the dreams that each player would experience in proximity to their lost item, any player who had a lost item in the current zone would feel a magnetic pull or sorts. They would know which direction their item was in and maybe an approximate distance. This is mostly from the book. How to keep them from going straight there and ending the chapter in a single session? 
Well, Hither has a neat built-in way. The item is with the hag, the hag is in the town of Downfall, and the most convenient way to enter Downfall is through Brigand’s Tollway, occupied by the harengon brigands and their leader, Agdon Longscarf. But, the party learned that someone had recently been to Downfall and gotten out…mostly safely. 
A goblin named Jingle Jangle had stolen a key from the hag’s cottage, but the brigands had stolen a bag of truffles from her and beat her up on the way back. She would know a way in. Jingle Jangle was a bit odd though. A hermit who once had a deep fear of finding herself on the wrong side of a locked door. Bavlorna removed that fear, but replaced it with an obsession with collecting keys and a dulled sense of self. Jingle Jangle only refers to herself in the third person. 
The party went to Telemy Hill, a living hill where the goblin made her home. The hill was concerned about Jingle Jangle (who hadn’t left her cave in days) and let the party know it through two living trees who Hakewood named Treech and Trong. 
I have exactly the players I deserve. 
When they met with Jingle Jangle, the party got the information they needed through talking and through kindness. They offered her food and talked with her for a while. I started noting things like this because I wanted it to pay off at some point. If the players were going to show kindness, make friends, and attempt non-violence, then they would be rewarded for it.
And it wouldn’t be long before they surprised me again.
Hareraiser
Jingle Jangle gave the party a map with a relatively safe path through Brigand’s Tollway. There were still harengon brigands about, but at least they wouldn’t be marching right through their camp. Time for stealth checks! 
DM’s Bane #413: Pass Without a Trace
If you’re unfamiliar, Pass Without a Trace is a spell that gives +10 to stealth checks to any ally within a 30 foot radius. I believe it was Artie who cast this on the party as they entered Brigand’s Tollway, and it lasted for one hour. The harengons only had a passive perception of 14, so as long as the stealth rolls were at least 5 or higher even without a modifier, they would pass. 
The final check was at a chokepoint to get into Downfall and Agdon Longscarf was there with his 16 passive perception. Confrontation time! Agdon tried to shake them down for everything they had. This is a badass bandit who has been stealing from people all over Hither and giving their stuff to the hag. Clearly a fight was going to happen. 
They offered him friendship. 
This isn’t a D&D campaign, this is a preschool cartoon. 
Okay, I’d let them try to do some convincing and then set a high DC (Difficulty Class), because Agdon wasn’t entirely unreasonable. He hated the hags as much as anyone. The party made Persuasion checks and succeeded. 
You know, that was a cool encounter where Agdon would be running around at high speed, hitting the players, and doing some hefty damage. The best way to stop him would be to grab the end of his scarf and hold him in place, at which point he would surrender in a panic because he doesn’t like being trapped. 
Well, I guess the party has some bandit friends now. 
How Can We Screw This Up More? 
Downfall was pretty straight forward. There was a path around a central bog with a large three story cottage on stilts. Along the way, they party met an elf without a heart (theirs was taken by Bavlorna in another deal gone wrong), found reanimated heads of deceased frog kings displayed on pikes, and the current ruler of the frog people, a puppet king who reluctantly served the hag. He allowed the party to pass through to the cottage because they had found the hag’s book - Bavlorna’s Big Book of Bad Blood. 
As a joke, I had one of the king’s men take the party to the dock where they were introduced to a luxury boat known as the Royal Skiff. After being told of all of its features, the frog pointed them to the boat they would actually be taking, a rickety row boat that looked like it was about to sink.
They didn’t even hesitate to steal the Royal Skiff. I didn’t penalize them for that because that was absolutely the correct call. 
So, I’ve mentioned frog people, or bullywugs. These were prevalent throughout Downfall, as well as a giant toad, and Hakewood himself kept a pet toad familiar under his hat. I say this because Rhin’s player wrote in a character quirk that Rhin was afraid of frogs and toads. This is about to be really funny, but first, a dungeon crawl. 
In one of the first rooms of the cottage, the party found sewing supplies and pincushion dolls. One of the dolls had four arms - similar to the arms that grabbed Ana in Elora’s dream at the start of the chapter. She grabbed this doll, filled her alchemy jug with oil, lit the oil, and held the doll over it for a Batman-style interrogation. 
I hated that the doll was just a mundane doll and not actually alive or linked to anyone, because that was hilarious.
You Did What to the Gelatinous Cube? 
In the previous part I mentioned having an idea brewing in response to Elora trying to do some science on living mud creatures in the middle of battle. Now, I’ve got a party full of magic school students. An alchemist, a wizard, a cleric, a druid, and a fighter. Their different classes and backgrounds would give them unique sets of skills, and if they wanted to take a non-confrontational approach to the campaign, I could allow them to use these skills to do some off the wall stuff. 
So when they found a clogged up well in the cottage feeding a small wading pool, they started doing some science. Elora determined that what little water there was had a slight acidic quality to it. The others noticed the well was full of water but it didn’t seem to be moving. Artie made a check with all of this information and figured out there was a gelatinous cube in the well. 
If you haven't seen one of these, it’s like a 10 foot cube of acid jello. 
The players began asking if they could neutralize the gelatinous cube by introducing a base because science. Artie piped up that he had some mushrooms because he’s a Circle of Spores druid and into growing mushrooms. Reasoning that mushrooms are alkaline, that could act as a base and–
Me: “Hang on, let me think about what that would actually do.”  Players: “Bases neutralize acids, so–” Me: “No, I know. I’m trying to figure out what it would do to a gelatinous cube.” 
Yeah, weirdly, they don’t cover this in the Monster Manual or the Dungeon Master’s Guide, so I was left to make a ruling on my own. Now, the obvious answer is this is a magical creature who does acid damage and a handful of mushrooms aren’t going to do anything to it, so just have the cube attack the players and do a long boring combat. 
But I want to reward this creativity and have silly solutions to problems in my campaign, so they toss the mushrooms into the well. A moment later, the gelatinous cube rises out of it, partially dissolving into water and looking as angry as jello can look. The party ran upstairs and left that little surprise for someone else. 
The Line Has Been Toad
On the way through the cottage, the party had a look at that Big Book of Bad Blood. It’s basically Bavlorna’s “burn book” where she talks about how much she hates everyone. The party discovered one entry had been erased and replaced with Zybilna’s entry. The replaced entry was faded and difficult to make out, but with some investigating, they were able to determine it said “Natasha”. 
That becomes important later. 
For now, the party is ready to confront their first hag. I decided that barring extraordinary circumstances, there would be no getting around the hag fights. These were Chaotic Evil hags who had done horrible things. There was no bargaining, they needed to die. Bavlorna was paranoid, wouldn’t listen to the party’s attempts to get her to stand down, and she felt cornered by the way they were circling her. 
Fight time. And I discovered a massive flaw in the encounter design right away. Yeah, Bavlorna has a pretty big weakness in that she can be slightly nerfed by someone running “widdershins” around her (counter clockwise) which induces a sneezing fit to prevent her from doing some of her moves, but she has minions who attack three times per turn. A party member almost went down right there. The encounter, allegedly, is doable at level 2 or 3. The party was level 4 and it almost went bad for them. 
Eventually, Bavlorna fell, musing that her sister Endelyn was wrong - it wasn’t Elora’s sister who would be the downfall of the Hourglass Coven. 
With Bavlorna dead, Rhin felt a stronger pull, leading her upstairs to the attic and a room with a giant brass toad statue that acted as an pocket dimension. 
I swear, that’s straight from the book. I had forgotten all about that container when I assigned Rhin’s missing item to Bavlorna. Rhin, the one with the fear of frogs and toads. But, she pushed through her fear, reached inside, and pulled out a rosary with a raven’s skull on it. 
A vision showed Rhin the same scene as her dream, only she remembers things differently now. She joined the widower in his prayers to the earth and offered him comfort. She discovers a drive to revolutionize how funerals and burial rights are done, offering cheap and creative ways to honor the dead and respect the traditions of them and the loved ones they leave behind. 
The rosary itself, named Eternity’s Canvas, would be a legendary item for Rhin that would grant her a feat and a couple of special abilities. I wanted these recovered items to be special, and this was the first. 
Rhin was kind of a mortuary student at Magewood Academy. Her player decided to flavor the goblin ability Fury of the Small as Rhin's familiarity with anatomy helping her deal extra damage. And since Rhin's player and I are both fans of Caitlin Doughty/Ask a Mortician (I think fae may have introduced me to that channel actually), I themed Rhin's rosary and restored creativity around that.
The rest of the party saw a portrait that confirmed the appearances of the other hags, as well as another - a human woman with dark hair whose name was scratched off of the name plate and whose face had been torn off the portrait. They had the four armed Endelyn Moongrave and the doll-like Skabatha Nightshade left to find.
Hither, Thither, and Yon
With the first hag defeated and the first item recovered, I had pretty effectively communicated what the players could look forward to for the rest of the game. They knew the stakes, they knew the rewards, they knew what was expected of them. Now they were off to the next land, Thither, but first they had a few stops to make. I’ll roll all of that together in the next part.
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