The village sold mementos of the witch, little dolls made of wheat-stalk and even held a yearly festival about the cryptid–more than likely to drum up tourism and bring money to the town more than to honor or placate the legendary witch. The people of Shimmerford blamed a creature called the Mosquito Witch a popular legend dating back over fifty years but one that hadn’t been truly seen for enough time that it was more tale than truth (the last “sighting” was sixty years ago and by children). Shimmerford was suffering from a pestilence and it was our job (myself, Tlali, Skitnik, and Fineon) to find the source of the plague and, if possible, stop it. Between this new adventure and our previous encounter with the chupacabra, I began to wonder if Golarion itself was plagued with blood-suckers. Another thing not often mentioned in tales: the bugs. The dwarf shared recent tales of a plague in the town Shimmerford, a supernatural infestation of bloodseekers, oversized mosquitoes. Our Pathfinder contact was the owner/operator of Smine’s Weaponworks, Holgarin Smine. How dirty one gets is something rarely mentioned in the stories or brought to song by bards. Life between towns is dirty and the fast pace usually means quick washes in streams and haircuts with a dagger. One of the other prices to constant travel? Grooming. Life as a Pathfinder brings freedom, but all things come with a price. It was the first nameday where I did not at least spend a little time with my mama or papa. This session on our travels through Golarion used the module: The Moquito Witch. The Open Road Pathfinder 2E campaign officially kicked off in late 2020, adding a fourth PC to the group.

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