$35.00The Morris Inc. - January Bundle

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Cursed Immortality Season 2 - (3/4) The Morris Inc. - Curse of Legacy  Description Save money on this complete January Bundle! The Morris Inc., Curse of Legacy. which contains all the models from the January release! These models come with an unsupported and presupported version. This Bundle contains the following: Dr. Balthazar Morris Gideon Morris Gravewalkers Gravehounds Medical Carriage(Free in the welcome package for Patrons!) DnD Datasheets DnD CampaignThis release is perfect for your next DnD Campaign! Balthazar, Gideon, Gravewalkers, and Gravehounds have all received customized Datasheets to use for 5E! Follow the story below to help you create an exciting campaign for your players! Wargames These models are also great for Wargames! Enhance your druidic armies with treants and evasive wisps! Dr. Balthazar comes on a 40mm Base Gideon comes on 80mm Base Gravewalkers come on a 25mm Base Gravehounds come on a 60x35mm Base Medical Carriage comes on a 105x70 Oval Base Medical Carriage also comes with bell and torches attachments, with premade 3mm holes for 3mm Magnets for easy switching! Lore Balthazar Morris Decades ago, the name “Morris” stood for integrity, a kind heart, and a firm voice in the community. Doctor Jedediah Morris, head doctor, and owner of the Morris Asylum and Clinic was a well-respected surgeon and general practitioner with multiple assistant doctors and a host of nurses at his command. A friendly, outgoing man, Jedediah had many friends at his side and was known for turning none away, trying his best for even the most desperate patients. In his time, he saved many that other famed surgeons would have counted as lost causes from certain death. In his glory days, Jedediah's clinic employed over twenty professional healers and many more assistant and clerical staff led by a certain Emilia Brighton. Jedediah and Emilia were often forced to work together in managerial affairs, and a relationship soon formed. Only a few years later, the two were to wed in a ceremony attended by all their colleagues – a joyous affair for all to behold. Soon after, their luck perhaps turned. Jedediah was an ambitious man, and the matters of life and death were still the mystery he could not unravel. With a dislike for his uncertainty on these subjects, he set to work. To create life, and to cure death. Now, that first task was easy for a man in a happy marriage. It was not long until the two were parents to twin sons they loved dearly - Balthazar, the elder by four minutes, who from childhood had a natural affinity for the science and seemed a perfect fit to follow in his father's footsteps, and Gideon, who even at birth weighed nearly twice as much as his brother and at half a year of age could already run. Raising the two was no easy task for the busy couple, yet their pride and joy helped steady them. Through nurturing his children, Jedediah came to understand the miracle of life. Yet the mysteries of death eluded him still. And so, when the boys were roughly around the age of five, the first patient from the Morris Asylum and Clinic went missing. Rumors spread among Jedediah's colleagues that he had botched a routine surgery and took steps to make the corpse disappear. How kind their imagination was. In truth, Jedediah had stolen away a sickly patient dying of a neural sickness and had begun performing inhumane experiments on the poor man. Of course, he had been careful in selecting his victim – no family to speak of, nobody to mourn him, and already treated as a lost cause by many colleagues. The things Jedediah did took a toll on him too. Although he continued his regular work, he grew distant, bitter, and often frustrated at his lack of progress. The dreams of a happy family came crashing down when the boys were seven, and Emilia went out one night to look for Jedediah, only to find him performing his „other“ work. Emilia ran from Jedediah, and in her enraged panic even forgot about her children. It would not be the last Jedediah had seen of her though. Over the following lonely months, he was prone to outbursts over the smallest error, would snatch needles from his nurse’s hands, and would not trust any doctor but himself to perform even the most rudimentary of surgeries. One day he staggered around his Clinic to find nothing but empty rooms, the nurse’s station was vacant, and the once-thriving practice had become a ghostly shell inhabited by nothing but vagrants and addicts looking for a morphine fix. This was a rare sobering moment in Jedediah Morris’ life, and he resolved to put an end to his failures, restore his practice, restore their lives, and bring fame back to the Morris name. He holed up in his study, instructing his sons to leave him to his work, and poured over his collection of medical tomes. Weeks passed by without Balthazar or Gideon seeing their father, but as children do they made the best of the situation. They would play down by the river in the woods. Gideon would knock trees over so his brother could cross safely, and Balthazar always knew what kinds of berries or mushrooms the two could enjoy without falling ill. The inseparable boys would nurse injured animals back to health, mending broken wings and pulling thorns from paws with the gentlest touch. In the fourth week of Jedediah's continued absence, Emilia returned to Pitchborough. She did not come alone. In the next town over, Wilbrook, she had been hard at work convincing local law enforcement of the shady goings-on at the Morris Asylum and Clinic. She had spared no detail in her reports – and the sentence on the table was necromancy. Now, what Jedediah sought went far beyond the means of an ordinary necromancer, yet to the people, it mattered little. Gideon and Balthazar had been out by the woods and arrived back home only as their father was dragged off. Uncertain of their future, the boys decided to break into their father's study to understand what had happened. Childlike curiosity overwhelmed their fear as they saw the laboratory for the first time. More instinctively than consciously they understood what their father had done, and why their mother had abandoned them. It was not until days later that their father could return, badly beaten and in downtrodden spirits. He had been allowed his life, but stripped of his title, all his possessions, and sentenced to bury the dead for the rest of his miserable life and his laboratory was burned to the ground. Only his previous good deeds spared him the same fate. Unbeknownst to all, Balthazar and Gideon had each taken many of Jedediah’s writings with them before the fire was laid. Emilia returned to Wilbrook and offered the children to come with her, but to her surprise, Gideon and Balthazar refused. They stayed as outcasts in Pitchborough, hoping to ease their father's pain at least a bit. When the boys were thirteen, Jedediah buried a man on a rainy autumn afternoon. The cold he got should have not been an issue, but he had nothing to hold on to. His dreams of understanding life and death were dashed, forever out of his reach, and he had destroyed his family. He did not even think of his sons as he laid down that evening. He did not wake up the next morning. Balthazar always knew that he and Gideon would have to make do on their own one day, but had not expected the day to come this soon. Why had he stayed? Why had he lost all his prospects of a comfortable life in Wilbrook if his father had just up and died? These were the questions he asked himself at night. Eventually, he decided to follow in his father’s footsteps - the Morris Asylum and Clinic would be his once more, and the good name would have to be restored once and for all.   Gideon Morris Even from a young age, Gideon had been blessed with abnormal strength and resilience.  Where “Balt” went Gideon followed, what “Balt” instructed Gideon would do. It was not long before the boys were essentially orphaned that they were approached with a proposal - bury an extra body, receive some extra money. They dared not question the man making this generous offer. Soon the offers changed, retrieving something from a buried man, changing the name on a headstone, things of that nature all pertaining to their gravedigger work. When the brothers had to rob the dead to make a living, Gideon did most of the physical work, as Balthazar handled the business side of things. This arrangement worked well; Gideon could dig up a grave in minutes while Balthazar would keep watch.  Their new operation in the city proved profitable, slowly but surely they were able to keep a roof over their heads and save up for Balthazar’s university tuition.  Although Gideon did not care much for Balthazar’s studious nature, he did his work in ponderous silence. Through their underground contacts, Balthazar was offered a good amount of extra money to arrange for a few “disappearances” of certain items from the bank, and he drew up the plans for a clean job.  Although riskier than other jobs, it was also by far the most lucrative one the brothers had been offered so far. It would be the last one needed to pay off Balthazar’s tuition. They would still need to work to provide a living for themselves, but the main focus of their underground operations would be paid for. Gideon, of course, was the muscle, and responsible for the bank doors and vault, while Balthazar would keep watch, provide a distraction if needed, and bury the evidence in a secret spot to wait for the heat to die down. The job went off without a hitch, Gideon crashed through the heavy doors to the street. Balthazar started his stopwatch. 30 seconds was all they had.  Gideon got a running start and lowered his shoulder toward the vault door. It was blown off the hinges and hit the ground with a crash that shook the whole building. Suddenly a whistle blew, then another, then another, and dogs started barking. Too fast, it had only been 12 seconds since they broke down the first door. Guards raced towards the bank as the dogs ran in through a side door and Balthazar shouted for his brother to run. The dogs bit at Gideon’s legs and feet, tripping him up and sending him crashing to the floor. More and more joined on, ripping right through his exposed flesh with hungering fury. Gideon tried to pull himself through the doorway but the dogs would not relent. Maybe if Gideon had been willing to drop the loot he could have fought back, but he was unwilling to let his brother’s opportunity go to waste. Balthazar lashed out with the spade hitting anything he could in an attempt to save his brother. Finally, he was able to heave Gideon’s body into the cart and escape, trying to staunch the bleeding and steer at the same time. They arrived back at their headquarters with Gideon near death. Balthazar set to work immediately but knew his brother did not have much time. He could only keep Gideon in an unsteady near-death state similar to his father’s first and only experimental undead. As Balthazar began his university education, he revisited Gideon each day and started refining his process, often stealing samples and tools from the university’s lab. They were all they had left, the both of them. Gideon refused to die, and Balthazar refused to give up. Through experimentation on further corpses that Balthazar dug up in nightly silence, he refined a chemical that, upon ingestion, allowed Gideon to move his body again. The first thing he did was ask Balthazar to change him. Make him stronger. Make him useful. As he watched over the resting, twisted form of his younger brother, Balthazar wondered if his father would have been proud of him - performing surgeries that even old Jedediah would have failed at.  He knew this result was by his own hand, and without his intervention, his brother would have surely died, but at the same time, he felt immense guilt over the new Gideon there before him.  Once again, his resolve hardened and he vowed to restore the Morris name.   Gravehounds Harkening back to his childhood days of mending the broken wings of birds and pulling thorns from tiny paws, Balthazar turned his surgical skill toward reanimating the corpses of the hounds which mangled his brother. What better guards for their clandestine operations than loyal and strong hounds that did not need to eat, nor rest, and would obey their master’s command without question?   Gravewalkers After testing on the Guard dogs, Balthazar turned to corpses and later to the homeless and convicts to experiment on. With some failed experiments, he eventually succeeded and managed to create barely sentient walking corpses. These experiments were able to receive and understand basic commands and did not need food or sleep.  These corpses were perfect slaves for Balthazar to aid him in his secret experiments and aid Gideon in all the dirty work. Public Opinion changes In his final year at university, Balthazar’s work was discovered as a passerby peered through the house’s window and saw Gideon carrying a bundle of corpses, some clearly writhing, towards a room that Balthazar had just left. Public outcry was even louder than at Jedediah’s trial, but unlike his father, Balthazar had results to show. When he presented  the “perfect servant” to the council of Pitchborough, many saw the potential in his work. It took some convincing, but eventually, Balthazar was allowed one year of suspended trial to prove his work’s use. Now operating in the open, Balthazar began lending his Gravewalkers to business owners looking for cheap workers, doing the tough jobs that a human would tire of quickly. It didn’t matter to a Gravewalker if he stood in waist-high water for half a day, in the worst case he’d have to be replaced after a few weeks - and corpses were in no short supply. After a while, Pitchborough was thriving, progress was at an all-time high, business was flowing through even the poorest shops. Many households had a Gravewalker or hound to guard or do simple tasks around the property, and it seemed like Pitchborough was flourishing like a blooming corpse-flower. The new status quo provided Balthazar with massive political influence in the city. Balthazar even reopened the clinic, but reserved the entire south wing of the building for churning out as many Gravewalkers as possible and only performing surgeries in the other sectors so as to not intermingle the recipients of his tools. Now, a full ten years after Balthazar’s initial trial, he has achieved his own seat on the city council and is considering a mayoral campaign. He has even managed to instate Gideon as the head of security for many of the businesses that are indebted to the “Morris Incorporated Gravewalker Initiative”, as the brothers have begun calling their newest venture. Indeed, it would seem that the Morris name was once again treated with respect. Medical Carriage Balthazar is both a doctor and an undertaker. To these ends, he had a carriage built to transport corpses and perform on-site surgeries for sick patients near their homes. This carriage also proved useful after his experiments were successful, and after perfecting the procedure, he could create Gravewalkers on the go while out in the field.Nowadays, Balthazar likes to make public appearances riding the carriage through town to remind the people whom they have to thank for their turning luck. The Morris carriage has been destroyed and rebuilt countless times in the course of their experiments, each time further straying from the original exquisite mode of transportation it once was. Now it exists only as a memory, the intricately carved “M” and the golden arrival bells all that is left from the original form. Details Get a 40% discount on this model by joining my Patreon! You can also order physical copies at my shop on Only-games!