It’s All Fun And Games Until Mr. Kraznisky Starts To Go Blind

…it was temporary, but still,,,

 

The Doclopedia #1,069

Saloons, Bars & Pubs: Dragon Mountain Inn

On Earth 33-F, the world was conquered by China in the year 800 AD. This was helped by the fact that Earth 33-F is a magical world, but Chinese magic was the strongest by far. Now, the world very much Chinese and there are many sacred and magical sites to which pilgrims, scholars and the just plain curious go. One such place is Dragon Mountain, located where Mount Washington, New Hampshire would be in our world. Atop it (or maybe inside it) live the Mother & Father of All Dragons. Why the hell people go see them is a mystery, but those who go always stop at the Dragon Mountain Inn.

The inn is large and built of the granite this area is famous for. Inside are sleeping rooms , dining rooms, a temple, baths, a drinking room and even a library. Next to the inn are stables and a healer’s hut. Just across the road is a shrine full of items left by those who have made the journey.

The owners and staff of the inn are gracious, efficient and skilled at their jobs. Rates are much cheaper in the winter months, when only the desperate or insane go up the mountain.

The inn is located about halfway up the mountain, exactly 100 steps from the line that the dragons burned around the mountain to mark where their territory begins.

Note: Only about 1 in 5 people who go up Dragon Mountain ever come back down. Those who do are often quite different, both physically and mentally, from when they went up.

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The Doclopedia #1,070

Saloons, Bars & Pubs: The Jungle Room

From: Doc Tempest

To: All Agents

Date: June 1, 1936

I am happy to report that renovations to the Jungle Room, located in Los Angeles and formerly owned by the late Angelo “Hammers” Carbone, are completed and it is now under our control. It will have a gala opening on June 10th.

Management of the Jungle Room is being handled by one of our best repurposed former criminals, Salvatore “Icepick Sal” Rosetti. Sal is sparing no expense in making the Jungle Room the place for both the famous and infamous to meet.

The dancers in the nightly “Jungle Drums” review are all Agents, mostly from here in the US, but also including several from our African operation. They are under the direction of Dr. Joshua Franklin, whom many of you know from his work against the Ku Klux Klan. He now goes by the name of “Doozie Hulbert” and appears in the review as a witch doctor. I’m told he is thoroughly enjoying preparing for life on the stage. He will also be handling things in the sub-basement laboratory.

The waitstaff and cigarette girls are all graduates of our Academy and include Miss Polly North, our 1935 Female Shooting Competition winner. Our head chef is non other than retired Colonel Gerard Denis, recently retired from both the La Sûreté Nationale and our European operation. He is an excellent chef.

Agents working the Los Angeles area are urged to visit the Jungle Room on a regular basis, especially those of you with high end cover identities

Attached, please find a list of all secrets entrances, passwords, weapons/equipment stashes and other relevant information.

Good Luck!

James Tempest

The Amazing Adventures Of Doctor Tempest And The Monster Of The Deep

…from the September, 1898 issue

 

The Doclopedia #1,067

Saloons, Bars & Pubs: The Golden Palace

Yessir, we’ll take real good care of him. Damned fine looking horse. Reminds me of one I had as a lad back in Ohio. Name of Samson and I’ll tell you, he was fast and high spirited, yessir.

Oh, if you’re looking for a drink and a good time, you get on down to the Golden Palace. Finest place in town and no watered down liquor. Mr. Arlen only has the best shipped in. And speaking of best, his young ladies upstairs are as pretty as any you’ll ever see. Talented, too, if you get what I’m meaning.

Plenty of gambling, if you’ve a mind to. Me, I’ve never had much stomach for risking my hard earned dollars. Poker? Oh, you bet! Mr. Arlen runs a poker game every night, in his back room. $50.00 buy in, just to keep out the riffraff.

You’re lucky to be getting into town on a Tuesday. Come Friday, the miners and cowboys flood in here and things get pretty wild. Damned shame we don’t have a sheriff anymore.

A U.S. Marshall? Well, whatever you’re here for, mister, good luck going up against Mr. Arlen and his boys. Say, those are some strange looking bullets on your belt.

Parakeet In A Party Hat

…he’s partying hard!

 

The Doclopedia #1,066

Saloons, Bars & Pubs: The Pig And Goat

Oliver,

It is with a heavy heart heart that I must inform you of the death of your father, Mason Westridge, on 20 July, 1879. He was injured in a battle with the Queen’s Special Patrol and died of blood loss an hour later. Fortunately, he was able to make it to Fox Woods and the tunnel that leads to the Pig & Goat. Tippins and I were able to get him home via tunnel #3. He died in his bed and we buried him in the family plot next to your mother, unmarked, of course. Tippins informed the household staff that your father had been called away on business to Canada and would not return for some months. Of course, he will die there, in the far north woods, in a few weeks. Once “his body” is returned home, we shall bury your father properly.

This leaves you, my boy, to take up the duties of the Dark Rider. I know that you have the training and know much of your father’s (and grandfather’s and greatgrandfather’s) ways of fighting crime and injustice. However, I must here now fill you in on the full importance of the Pig & Goat.

There are four tunnels, as you know, running to Fox Woods, your family home, the old abbey and just outside Barnsley Manor. There are also six rooms to the Lair, two of which you have never been in. These would be the Room of Records, where the Dark Rider keeps not only important records, but diaries going back over a century, and the Artifact Room, where the strange and dangerous items the Dark Rider has acquired over his long career. This room is assuredly the most dangerous place on Earth.

As you know, there are various secret entrances into and out of the pub. Mr. Dove and his family are 100% loyal to the Dark Rider, so you may trust them as you trust me. Even as I write this, Mrs. Dove is busy adapting your father’s costume to your size.

I understand that it will take you a fortnight or more to make the move back home. Until then, both Tippins and young Jamie Dove will ride out on Lucifer every few nights, so as to let the Dark Rider be seen. As for the Queen’s Special Patrol, I am formulating a most embarrassing encounter for them once you arrive.

Once again, I am sorry for your loss of a father as much as I mourn my brother.

Yours,

Uncle Alvin