The New Age - Session 1, Part 2

Knee deep in enhanced photography, microfilm, manilla folders and interagency reports, JOSEF had found some leads. The marine in the photograph with Colonel Daniels was one PFC Ronald Valiant, a dishonourably discharged teen delinquent with a storied criminal record. Apparently Valiant used to run drugs for the Contras, before being shot down over Nicaragua and imprisoned by the Sandinistas. After somehow escaping back to the US, he'd entered the St. Louis drug scene, garnering a reputation as an ex-CIA mercenary with a commie ear collection. Valiant had fled St. Louis a few years back, suspected of dosing up a rival dealer on heroin and then burning him alive with homemade napalm. 

This "Doug Walters" character appeared to be the deacon of St. Louis' Enolsis chapter. His listed residence was even the same building as their chapterhouse - he lived in an apartment upstairs. Curiously, Walters had a surprisingly sparse bureaucratic trail. Sure his SSN and birth certificate checked out, but he'd only applied for a drivers license a few years ago. Right after Valiant fled St. Louis...

The New Age - Session 1, Part 1

July 13th, 1997. St Louis, Missouri.

The Agents and Friendlies of J-Cell were brought together by Delta Green into a secretive FBI taskforce. Their mission - investigating the bombing of a retired USAF Colonel. 

• Agent JEAN / Faith McGuire, CIA.
• Agent JENKINS / James Jefferies, FBI.
• Agent JESSE / Dusty Morgan, ATF.
• Agent JOSEF / Ron Czerwinski, USMS.
• Jackie Scanlon, NNSA.

Sic Semper Tyrannis (GLoG Class: Ranger)

Caravaggio

"Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me; your rod and your staff, they comfort me."

Psalms [23:4]

Of Blood And Bronze (GLoG Class: Fighter)

Giovanni De Min

When I was a lad, my mother said
"You dry your tears and go to bed,
I know my son will travel far,
Born beneath a shooting star."

In after years, my father said,
As he pulled my hair and knocked my head,
"They mustn't whimper at a scar,
Who're born beneath a shooting star."

A mage I met, and the mage he said,

"I see for you a future red,

Fire and riot, raid and war,

O born beneath a shooting star."
The Claw Of The Conciliator [11-12] 

His Terrible Swift Sword (GLoG Class: Barbarian)

Guercino

The woodsman sighed and stared at his calloused hand, worn from contact with ax-haft and sword-hilt. Conan reached his long arm for the wine-jug. The forester stared at him, comparing him with the men about them, the men who had died along the lost river, comparing him with those other wild men over that river. Conan did not seem aware of his gaze.

"Barbarism is the natural state of mankind," the borderer said, still staring somberly at the Cimmerian. "Civilization is unnatural. It is a whim of circumstance. And barbarism must always ultimately triumph."
Beyond The Black River [63]