4. The Jarvey Farm
Gee Jimmy, you’re just feeling a little krenk.
He hands the thug a towel Clean up eh?
Nevertheless he looks at the pile of sick to humor Jimmy. Even if he’s ill and maybe a bit crazy, he’s still dangerous.
I don’t see nothing except some of Edith’s corn there bubby.
Rolls
spot hidden (40) - (d100)
(51) = 51
He tried to call for Lenny as he stormed out of the barn, but he was still out of breath.
"What the hell was that?... What the hell was that?"
He stumbled his way out of the barn, seeing Old Pete on the ground and his brother getting to his aid; his cool demeanor was now gone, as he was obviously shaken.
"Mister Malcolm" he begun, but his voice barely left his mouth. "What's happening?" he managed to say audibly as he floundered towards the two men.


Malcolm says in a stern voice BRUTUS...
Mickey is literally trembling as he slowly backs away from the dangerously-looking boar, getting ready to run as fast as he can towards the house.
Rolls
Sanity (39) - (D100)
(72) = 72
Sanity loss - (D3)
(3) = 3
He looks to everyone he can see, Jimmy Edith and Malcolm, "My Brother, Is most Important Come Now Or I Go."
Malcolm and Edith Jarvey

Malcolm gets 10 feet from the porch as the massive boar charges into view. It skewers Malcolm Jarvey through his abdomen with its tusk, blood spraying the front of the house and catching in the screen door. Malcolm screams in howling pain grabbing the tusk and trying to hold on as the boar begins gyrating and thrashing him about, flinging blood as the man screams.
Edith Jarvey cries out in alarm and then raises the shotgun taking aim at the wildly moving boar. The gun explodes in her hands and she looks on in shock and horror as her hands and face begin bleeding from hundreds of tiny holes. ...Malcolm... I'm coming... The woman begins to sprint off the porch at the boar.
Rolls
Shotgun(25) - (d100)
(96) = 96
Damage - (2d6)
(56) = 11
Rolls
firearms pistol (20) - (d100)
(38) = 38
"Mickey, get way from that damn thing!"
Jimmy pulls his own revolver and shoots, fanning the hammer to blow the giant pig away.
Rolls
Jimmy McBride (CoC7e): .38 Revolver - Firearms (Handgun)(50) - Roll - (d100)
(28) = 28
Attack 2 - (1d100, 1d10)
1d100 : (50) = 50
1d10 : (9) = 9
Attack 3 - (1d100, 1d10)
1d100 : (79) = 79
1d10 : (9) = 9
Damage - (1d10)
(9) = 9
Rolls
Lenny Valentine: Unarmed(75) - Roll - (d100)
(67) = 67
Lenny Valentine: Unarmed(75) - Dmg - (d3+d6)
(3) + (4) = 7
Lenny lands a solid blow. Oddly he feels his hand sink into the creatures flesh more than it should and Lenny is overwhelmed with the stench of meat close to going bad. Lenny feels a rib crack under his swing and the boar staggers to the side.
Lenny gets a good view of the creature. Black pustules litter the things skin weeping a viscous black liquid. The thing’s eyes are bloodshot and crazed. It chuffs wildly as it regains its footing.
Rolls
Fight Back (60) - (d100)
(98) = 98
"Bacon seems to have gotten bad Len."
The odd witticism comes as a sincere thank you from Mickey to his brother as he fires his gun.
Rolls
Mickey Valentine: Firearms (Handgun)(80) - (d100)
(23) = 23
Mickey Valentine: .38 Revolver - Firearms (Handgun)(80) - Dmg - (d10)
(9) = 9
The woman lays down in the mud, staring at Malcolm as her hand delicately touches the man’s face. She closes her eyes.
"The girl... You seen the girl? She came to the barn before... Did you see her Lenny?"