You stow the money and walk away.
Where can I find Nin?
I pay to have someone fix my heat before I freeze.
Is there any news of Black Tarn, since she disappeared into the Umbra?
Elton promised to introduce me to the surviving members of the "Three Families." I text him about that.
I check my phone.
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She's supposed to be a traveling musician, and according to the local metalheads, the person to talk to about bands is named Roscoe—the same Roscoe Elton knows. You should look him up. Of course, you still need to wait for that Glass Walker to give you the go-ahead to act. She did make a good point that you and Elton have been leaving bodies in the snow behind you, but it's still frustrating.
I search for Nin online and if I can't make contact that way, I hit the local clubs and ask around.
I pay to have someone fix my heat before I freeze.
Is there any news of Black Tarn, since she disappeared into the Umbra?
Elton promised to introduce me to the surviving members of the "Three Families." I text him about that.
I check my phone.
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You can't search for Nin without getting ten million hits for Nine Inch Nails, but Saint Homunculus is on Bandcamp. Her band has two albums, one a mix of '80s-inspired thrash metal bordering on hard rock, the other more instrumental and atmospheric, with hints of old prog and modern drone on the back end. YouTube reveals only a single video of a live performance at a local club called Pearl Street; it's a rambling ten-minute video, badly shot, though the band's talent is obvious. But you only catch a brief glimpse of Nin, shapeless in an oversized hoodie with a puff of short black hair, jamming away on a guitar.
Contact information for the band is scarce; you send an email to the lead vocalist, but rather than wait to hear back, you hit the local clubs just before opening, looking to talk to owners or stagehands. You get to see inside the clubs and talk to people, but it's a lot of dead ends. But then a guy dressed in angel wings and a glittery halo proves friendly. He works for Post Host, and as he tears down posters for old shows and posts up new ones, he responds to your query.
"Saint Homunculus?" he says, halo bobbing with recognition. "Oh, they're actually good, but they only play at Hog Throne. And that place is horrible. Travels around though because the venue keeps getting thrown out of places. They want to come back to Northampton but the police want a cut, you know."
"Fucking cops man."
"Do you know where it is now?"
"Is it dangerous? Are there fights?"
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