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decimated Mordheim a travelling carnival arrived in
Geldrecht, a small border market of Atldorf. A crowd
gathered to watch the show, as many such carnivals
come to Atldorf to scrounge up an easy audience in
the crowded streets. But this carnival was somehow
different.
Yes, they put on shows, performed stunts and famous
scenes from the most popular plays, but the last act
of the carnival was both awe inspiring and altogether
terrifying at the same time.
A hunched man, introduced as Green Ollivard the
Magnificent was to perform a magic trick. He hobbled
to the front of the carnival state, sliding a stool with
something covered in old and worn black velvet on top
of it. The hunched man never revealed his face, but
asked the crowd to volunteer a single piece of brass. A
young man from the crowd stepped forward, possibly
hoping to impress the lovely young lass accompanying
him. He handed his brass penny to Ollivard who
snatched it up unceremoniously—causing the boy to
flinch.
Ollivard slowly pulled away the swatch of black velvet
from the stool revealing a green-black stone the size
of a man’s head—much like obsidian, but darker, more
mysterious. He slowly reach out and chipped away a
tiny sliver of the stone with a gloved hand and chisel,
and wrapped the sliver and the penny together with a
leather strap seemingly pulled from thin air. Grasping
the small bundle in his hand held aloft, he chanted
something quietly, too soft for the crowd to hear, and
a soft green glow began to emanate from his clenched
fist.
off the stage while the curtains slowly closed behind
him. Meanwhile the boy eagerly unfurled the leather
wrapped coin. His single brass penny had been
replaced with a brilliantly shining golden crown. The
boy and his young lass were ecstatic. They leaped
around in their excitement while greedy onlookers
gathered around them. Some men rushed the stage and
ripped down the curtain in an attempt to find the man
known only as Green Ollivard the Magnificent, but
nothing was there.
No backstage.
No cart.
Nothing.
The young boy and girl were forced to flee the carnival
area, narrowly escaping before being crushed by the
crazed crowd. Guards began to gather around the
scene and broke it up just before the bedlam spiraled
out of control—madness driven by greed. The crowd
dispersed and no one was seriously injured that
evening, but the next morning, the young boy with the
brass-penny-turned-gold-crown was found dead in the
center of the field where the carnival was held. The
boy’s right had had been deformed and was covered
in greenish pustules. No suspects were announced and
the body was burned by witch hunters.
Frightened shrieks from the women and young girls in
the crowd rang out and men gasped, but no one ran.
The crowd did not scatter.
The show continued.
When the glow subsided, Ollivard simply handed
the boy the bundle, covered his stone, and hobbled
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