Painted Madness: Valentine's Twisted Justice
Painted Madness: Valentine's Twisted Justice
The party awakens in a nightmarish inversion of Valentine, the frontier town they knew. Goblin Sheriff Mia Pickins rules with paranoid tyranny, having outlawed masks and face coverings as "deception devices." The party, still wearing their adventuring gear and some disguises from their previous world, are immediately flagged as criminals. They must navigate the corrupt law enforcement—Talorc Forester's bribery racket, Kevin Binton's delusions of promotion, and Vesper Lafayette's volatile rage—while uncovering why this twisted reflection exists and finding a way home before Mia's erratic justice system executes them for "crimes against transparency."
Read Aloud
The ground lurches beneath your feet, and reality warps like a wet painting left in the sun. When your vision clears, you're standing on the familiar dust road leading into Valentine—but everything is wrong. The warm, sunset-hued buildings now loom in sickly pastels: mint-green saloon, bubblegum-pink sheriff's office with bars crudely welded over every window. The sky swirls with colors that have no name, and the air tastes like copper and cheap paint thinner. Worst of all, every living face you see belongs to a goblin, troll, or orc. One particularly unhinged goblin in a star-badge coat stands atop the saloon roof, screaming about "mask conspirators" while hurling tin cans. This is Valentine, but inverted—the civilized became savage, the just became tyrannical, and the masked became criminals.
Description
The party finds themselves on the outskirts of a twisted, corrupted version of Valentine. The town's architecture is still recognizable but rendered in unnaturally vibrant, clashing colors. Goblin and troll citizens move about erratically—some dancing to no music, others shouting at invisible things. The party's arrival is noticed immediately by a drunk troll patrolling the edges of town. Environmental clues reveal the nature of this place: wanted posters with crude drawings of "mask-wearers" nailed to every post, streets marked with strange symbols and hastily-painted slogans ("Truth over Deception!" "Faces or Guillotines!"), and a constant undercurrent of fear and hysteria. Any party member still wearing face coverings, goggles, helmets, or masks is now an obvious target for arrest.
DM Notes
This scene establishes tone and dread. The party should immediately recognize they're in Valentine, but warped. Ask each player to describe their character's appearance—anyone wearing a mask, goggles, helmet, or face obscuring item is wanted on sight. No combat yet, but a DC 14 Wisdom (Perception) check reveals the drunk troll (Vesper Lafayette) approaching on an unsteady patrol. A DC 12 Intelligence (Investigation) check uncovers the pattern in the town's paranoia: this world fears deception and hidden faces. A clever party may realize that removing masks or making their faces obviously visible could help them blend in—temporarily. The Barbarian's rage, if triggered, will immediately draw attention. Keep the tone surreal and oppressive; this isn't the Wild West anymore—it's a fever dream run by tyrants.
Read Aloud
A massive troll lurches toward you, his speech slurred and his movements jerky. He wears a deputy's badge pinned to a patchwork leather vest stained with what might be blood or might be paint. "Oi! YOU!" he shouts, pointing a gnarled finger at whoever is most conspicuously masked or armored. "You got yer FACE on ya, eh? Or you HIDIN' it?" Before you can answer, his yellow eyes lock onto any visible obscurement—a helmet, a scarf, anything. His mouth twists into something between a smile and a sneer. "The BOSS lady gonna love THIS. New prisoners fer the holes. Yeah. Yeah. Gonna be SO PROMOTED after this." He pulls a bent, rusted whistle from his pocket, ready to summon reinforcements, his body language screaming barely-contained fury.
Description
Vesper Lafayette, a hulking troll standing nearly eight feet tall, intercepts the party. He's dressed in haphazardly-patched leather armor and a deputy's badge. His behavior is erratic—oscillating between moments of near-articulate speech and moments of violent, incomprehensible rage. His eyes are wet and bloodshot. He smells of cheap whiskey and something acrid. He's attempting to make an arrest for "suspicious mask-wearing" and is genuinely confused by any explanation the party offers. He's not intelligent enough to be reasoned with directly, but he IS motivated by the promise of a promotion from Sheriff Mia Pickins. Vesper cannot be bribed—he's too unstable—but he CAN be distracted, scared off, or pacified through nonlethal means. Violence will trigger him fully, and he has the strength to be a genuine threat.
DM Notes
This is the party's first real interaction with Vesper Lafayette. He's volatile and dangerous, but not an immediate combat encounter unless the party escalates. Offer skill checks: DC 13 Charisma (Deception) to convince him the party isn't mask-wearing criminals; DC 15 Charisma (Persuasion) to calm him down enough to negotiate; DC 14 Dexterity (Sleight of Hand) to distract him or remove his whistle. A DC 13 Wisdom (Insight) reveals that Vesper is actually terrified of disappointing Sheriff Mia and will become more aggressive if he thinks she'll "replace" him. If the party removes any visible masks/helmets, Vesper becomes confused and starts muttering about "new rules." If combat breaks out, Vesper calls for backup (2d4 rounds until Talorc and Kevin arrive). Emphasize that Vesper's speech becomes increasingly unintelligible as he gets angrier—this is his character trait. Start with relatively clear speech; devolve into growls and incomprehensible roars if combat is triggered.
Monsters
Tactics
Vesper uses his size to block exits and attempts to grapple masked party members. He's not trying to kill, but his strength is lethal. His actual goal is to arrest and drag the party to Sheriff Mia. If he takes more than 20 damage, he becomes enraged and less articulate, fighting with wild abandon. He has Legendary Resistance (1/day) representing his troll stubbornness. Once per turn, he can use a bonus action to roar, forcing a DC 13 Wisdom saving throw or the target is frightened until the end of their next turn. If cornered or reduced below 30 HP, he attempts to flee and summon reinforcements via whistle.
Terrain
The encounter takes place on the dusty road leading into Valentine. There are wooden crates, an overturned cart, and scattered barrels that provide half cover. A small stable sits nearby—horses inside will panic if the fight is loud, potentially creating runaway hazards. The ground is uneven and pocked with divots, providing difficult terrain for the uninformed (DC 12 Dexterity saving throw to move through without penalty). Vesper knows the terrain well and suffers no penalty.
Read Aloud
Whether through negotiation, violence, or cunning escape, you eventually find yourselves inside the bubblegum-pink sheriff's office. The interior is a nightmare of contradictions: wanted posters wallpaper every inch of wall, many of them depicting people who look exactly like townspeople. A desk piled high with confiscated masks—cloth, leather, metal, feathered—sits in the center of the room. Behind the desk, a heavy door reinforced with iron bolts leads downward. The floorboards creak with a wet, organic sound. Deep below, you hear screaming—not words, just raw, anguished screaming that echoes up through cracks in the wood. This is where the "guilty" are held: in pits beneath the town. Mia's voice echoes from upstairs, arguing with someone about promotion quotas.
Description
The sheriff's office is the physical manifestation of Mia's paranoia. The building is fortified against "deception" with reinforced doors, barred windows on the inside, and speaking tubes connecting to watchtowers. The room is divided: the public area with the desk and wanted posters, and a back area where arrests are processed—strip searches for hidden masks, interrogations about "truth," and decisions about who goes to the pits below. Environmental storytelling is abundant: scratch marks on the walls where prisoners tried to escape, pots of paint and brushes used to create propaganda, a ledger detailing each prisoner's alleged "mask crimes," and a collection of trophy masks hanging behind glass like hunting trophies. The basement, accessible through the heavy iron-bolted door, is a series of damp, cramped pits where prisoners are held in darkness—some for days, some longer. The screaming is constant, echoing up through cracks in the floorboards. The party may have a moment here to explore, gather information, or even see if prisoners can be freed—but doing so will alert Mia and her deputies, triggering a final confrontation.
DM Notes
This is the heart of the session: the party is now in Mia's lair. Offer several options: 1) Escape immediately (DC 14 Dexterity (Stealth) to leave without being noticed); 2) Explore for information (DC 13 Wisdom (Perception) to find clues about why this world exists or how to escape); 3) Free prisoners (triggering immediate combat). A DC 12 Intelligence (Investigation) check reveals that the prisoners below are citizens of Valentine who resisted Mia's rule—merchants, farmers, people who owned masks. A DC 15 check reveals a hidden ledger that mentions "The Inversion"—a magical phenomenon that twisted the world. Ask the party: do they have any magical items or abilities that might help them understand this reality? The Wizard and Cleric should get special opportunities here. If combat breaks out, it's in the office, but reinforcements will arrive in 1d4 rounds. The screaming from below should create constant psychological pressure.
Read Aloud
The office door upstairs bursts open. Sheriff Mia Pickins descends the staircase with the jerky movements of a puppet, her star-badge catching the sickly light. She's been crying—makeup running, eyes red—but she's smiling. "You brought guests to my office?" she chirps at someone behind her. "How THOUGHTFUL!" Then she spots you. Her smile freezes. Her hand goes to her revolver. "MASKS!" she shrieks, the word drawn out in a high-pitched wail. "DECEPTION! IN MY OFFICE!" She doesn't shoot yet. Instead, she starts laughing—that high-pitched, desperate cackle—and begins backing toward the desk, pulling open drawers where more revolvers are stored. "You're trying to turn my deputies against me. You're trying to HIDE THE TRUTH. But I see it. I see it in your eyes. You're hiding something. Everyone's hiding something." Her voice cracks. "Make them show their faces."
Description
Mia enters the scene and immediately escalates the tension. She's unstable, paranoid, and violent, but also somewhat pathetic—a small goblin who maintains power through terror and the compliance of stronger beings. She's convinced that the party represents a conspiracy against her. She will attempt to arrest or kill the party, but she's most dangerous when she issues orders to her deputies, who respond with religious fervor. Mia is intelligent enough to use her subordinates as shields and cannon fodder, which means she won't charge into combat herself. She will use her position as authority to demand that her deputies attack. If she takes significant damage, she'll attempt to retreat, screaming for more reinforcements. The goal of this scene is NOT necessarily to kill Mia, but to escape her office and either flee Valentine or begin liberating the town from her rule.
DM Notes
This is a pivotal moment. The party should feel the weight of Mia's authority and the desperation of her paranoia. Offer several resolution paths: 1) Combat with Mia and 2d4 goblin deputies; 2) Persuasion or Deception to convince her they're on her side (DC 15+ depending on how well they lie); 3) Destroying evidence of her authority to cause confusion; 4) Showing her real magic to break her delusion (a dramatic spell cast by the Cleric or Wizard could trigger a moment of doubt). Mia is most affected by displays of power that suggest the existence of hidden forces—she'll become even more paranoid but also more fearful. If the party shows her that masks don't make people evil, or that the "Inversion" is a real force beyond her control, she might have a moment of clarity where she realizes her rule is built on sand. This is the climax of the middle act; the final scene should either show escape or the beginning of the town's liberation.
Monsters
Tactics
Mia uses her position behind the desk as cover. She fires her revolver (using Crossbow stats: +4 to hit, 1d8+2 piercing) and shouts orders to her deputies, granting them advantage on their first attack roll as she designates the party as "mask-wearing conspirators." Her deputies attack with shortswords and hand crossbows (use Spy stats). Mia will not advance into melee; she'll retreat and hide behind overturned furniture if threatened. If reduced below 15 HP, she attempts to flee through a back exit, screaming for reinforcements. The deputies will attempt to subdue, not kill, unless Mia orders otherwise. The office environment provides half cover (desk, barrels, overturned chairs). If Mia is captured or killed, the remaining deputies become confused and attempt to flee, surrendering if cornered.
Terrain
The sheriff's office has a central desk, wooden support beams, and heavy shelving along the walls containing confiscated masks, weapons, and ammunition. The room is roughly 40 feet by 30 feet. The staircase down from Mia's office occupies one corner. A heavy iron-bolted door leads to the basement pits. Windows are barred on the inside, making them impassable. The floorboards are creaky (a creature can be heard moving by any creature with Perception check DC 12) and in some places rotted, creating difficult terrain (DC 12 Dexterity saving throw to avoid being slowed). If the party damages the floorboards, they can hear the screaming from the pits below grow louder, and cracks open to reveal darkness and desperate hands reaching up.
Read Aloud
The iron-bolted door screeches open, and the full force of the stench hits you—rot, unwashed bodies, and something chemical. You descend a spiral staircase carved directly from stone, worn smooth by countless desperate hands. The pits below are vast caverns, but not natural; they're carved from the earth with brutal efficiency. Cages of rusted iron hang from chains, suspended over darkness. In some, you see shapes—prisoners, starving and broken. The walls are painted, but not with propaganda; they're covered in names. Hundreds of names. Names of everyone Mia has ever imprisoned. Scratched, written, carved desperately into the stone as evidence that they existed, that they mattered. At the lowest point, a massive pit opens, lit from below by an unnatural violet light. From it emanates a sound—not screaming, but a kind of low, rhythmic humming that makes your bones ache. Standing on the precipice, you see something impossible: the violet light is emanating from a mirror. A vast, ornate mirror, cracked down the center, hanging in the air at the bottom of the pit. And in its surface, you see a reflection: not of this twisted Valentine, but of the real Valentine. The mirror is the Inversion itself. The source of the twisted world. And it's dying—the cracks are spreading, fractures of light spreading across its surface.
Description
The prisoner pits are the emotional and literal heart of the session. This is where the party discovers the truth: the twisted world of Valentine is not permanent. It's a reflection—an inverse of the real world created by a cursed mirror at the junction between worlds. The prisoners are real people, many of whom the party may recognize from the original Valentine. The pits are a monument to Mia's tyranny and also, paradoxically, a record of those who resisted her. The mirror at the bottom is ancient, ornate, and clearly of significant magical power. Its cracks suggest it's destabilizing. The violet light and humming indicate a rupture in the fabric between worlds. The party now understands: they didn't arrive in a twisted alternate reality—they fell through the mirror and landed inside it. And the mirror is breaking. If it breaks completely, they'll be ejected back to the real world. But if Mia discovers its location and repairs it, the inversion could become permanent, and the real Valentine would be slowly consumed by the twisted reflection. A moral choice emerges: save the prisoners (many of whom are too weak to move), or protect the mirror's destruction to ensure escape and prevent the inversion from spreading.
DM Notes
This is the revelation scene. Offer the party a moment to gather information and make decisions. A DC 12 Intelligence (Arcana) check by the Wizard or Cleric identifies the mirror as a powerful artifact, likely cursed. A DC 13 Wisdom (Insight) check reveals that the prisoners are dying; many won't survive if kept here much longer. A DC 14 Intelligence (Investigation) check uncovers a journal or ledger hidden among the pits that details how the mirror came to exist: it was brought to Valentine by a traveling merchant (now deceased) who believed it could show people their "true selves." Instead, it inverted reality for everyone who looked into it. Some optional encounters while exploring the pits: 1) A prisoner who recognizes the party from the real world and begs for help; 2) Kevin Binton, drunk and alone, guarding a section of prisoners (he can be bribed or tricked); 3) A ghostly apparition of the merchant who created the mirror, offering cryptic warnings. The party should feel the weight of the choice: they can escape by letting the mirror shatter, but it will trap everyone in the twisted world if the shatter isn't catastrophic enough, and the prisoners will be left behind. Or they can spend time freeing prisoners and risk being trapped here permanently if Mia repairs the mirror. No right answer; both paths have consequences.
Read Aloud
The humming grows louder. The violet light pulses, and the cracks in the mirror spread further. You realize with horrible clarity that the mirror is dying on its own; the inversion is collapsing under its own weight. But you also see, far above, shadows moving in the office level. Footsteps. Voices. Mia is coming. She's realized where you've gone. You have perhaps five minutes before she and her remaining deputies arrive. The prisoners in the hanging cages look at you with desperate hope—some of them recognize your faces from the real world, before all of this. The violet light is growing brighter, and the mirror's hum is becoming a scream. You feel the ground beneath your feet beginning to vibrate. Around you, the stone walls are starting to crack. If you touch the mirror, you feel it might pull you back through—back to the real Valentine. But you also know: if you leave, this world won't disappear. It will shrink, collapse into something else. The prisoners will be trapped in whatever remains. The choice is crystallizing: save the prisoners and stay, risking being trapped if Mia stops the mirror's collapse, or escape now and let this twisted world collapse, trusting that the surviving townspeople can rebuild without Mia's tyranny.
Description
This scene is the emotional climax. The party faces an impossible choice with time pressure. The mirror is collapsing on its own, which is good news for escape but bad news for anyone left behind. Mia's approach creates urgency. The prisoners represent the moral weight of the session: these are innocents whom Mia has imprisoned for arbitrary reasons. Leaving them behind feels wrong, but saving them might trap everyone. The scene should be tense and dramatic. The physical environment is deteriorating: stone cracking, dust falling, violet light becoming blinding. The screaming sound has resolved into something almost like words—a voice, ancient and tired, begging for release. This is the mirror's consciousness, suffering under the weight of the inversion it maintains. The party should feel like they're standing at the edge of a precipice, unable to return to the path they came.
DM Notes
This is a decision point, not a combat encounter (yet). Present the options clearly and let the party make an informed choice: 1) Touch the mirror and escape now, leaving the world to collapse (potentially leaving some prisoners behind if the party hasn't freed them); 2) Use spells or abilities to stabilize the mirror temporarily while freeing prisoners (this buys time but risks Mia arriving before the escape is complete); 3) Prepare for combat with Mia one final time while prisoners escape through the mirror. Depending on the party's choice, the next encounter changes. If they choose to fight Mia again, treat it as a final confrontation with higher stakes. If they choose escape, make the escape dramatic—a chase through collapsing passages. If they choose to stabilize the mirror, they're attempting a long ritual that requires multiple skill checks and time. Don't railroad them; let the consequences of their choice unfold. The Druid might have options to move prisoners quickly; the Cleric might have healing to help prisoners survive; the Wizard might have spells to stabilize the mirror; the Barbarian might physically carry prisoners. Reward creative solutions.
Monsters
Tactics
Mia arrives at the pits furious and desperate. She's convinced the party is trying to steal her town. She attacks immediately, her revolver booming in the cavern. Talorc follows, attempting to use the terrain to his advantage, positioning himself to flank party members. Kevin charges forward with his club, trying to be a hero. Mia's goal is to destroy the mirror before it can pull anyone through—she'll attempt to shoot it or push characters into it as sacrifices. Talorc will focus on disarming the party and using his Charm Person spell if given the opportunity. Kevin will fixate on one target and attempt to pin them down. If any of them realizes the mirror is pulling them toward it, they'll attempt to flee upstairs. If Mia sees prisoners escaping through the mirror, she'll become even more frantic and reckless. Vesper does NOT arrive because he's either dead or still dealing with the aftermath of the earlier encounter (or is restraining himself from arriving, afraid of Mia's wrath). Use this to your advantage—don't add a fourth combatant.
Terrain
The chamber around the mirror is approximately 60 feet across and 50 feet deep, with a massive pit opening in the center where the mirror hovers. The ground is unstable (DC 13 Dexterity saving throw each round to avoid difficult terrain or falling. Failure by 5+ means the character falls 10 feet into the pit, taking 3d6 bludgeoning damage and ending up within 10 feet of the mirror). The violet light from the mirror provides bright illumination within 30 feet, and dim light beyond. Hanging from chains are the prisoner cages; these can be cut down (AC 15, 20 HP per chain) to drop cages to the ground level, freeing prisoners if they make DC 12 Dexterity saves or are helped by the party. Columns of stone provide half cover. The air is thick and difficult to breathe (no mechanical penalty, but roleplay it). The mirror itself is untouchable without triggering a magical pull (DC 13 Strength save or be drawn 5 feet closer; characters within 5 feet are automatically pulled and pass through, returning to the real Valentine).
This ornate, massive mirror exists between worlds, its frame crafted from unknown metal inlaid with runes in a language that predates civilization. The mirror is cracked and dying, but it still holds the power to invert reality for anyone who gazes into it. If repaired, it could become permanent, trapping the twisted Valentine in reality forever. The mirror is non-portable in its current form but contains immense magical energy. Characters who touch it are pulled toward the real Valentine. The party cannot carry this, but they might be able to destroy it, seal it, or study it if they return to their world and seek arcane scholars.
A well-maintained revolver carved from bone and inlaid with silver, inscribed with the motto 'Truth Over Deception.' It grants a +1 bonus to attack and damage rolls. More importantly, it carries a minor curse: whenever the wielder tells a deliberate lie, they feel a compulsion to fire it (DC 13 Charisma save to resist). This is worth 200 gold if sold, but the curse makes it problematic.
A detailed journal kept by Talorc documenting every bribe, theft, and illicit deal he's conducted. It contains names, amounts, dates, and locations of hidden caches of stolen gold throughout the town. If the party recovers it, they can discover approximately 500 gold hidden in various locations in Valentine (real Valentine, upon return). The ledger is also valuable as evidence if they want to ensure Talorc faces real justice.
Hidden in the mirror's frame, this journal documents the creation of the Inverted Mirror. It reveals that the merchant who created it believed he was building a tool for ultimate truth, not realizing he was creating a curse. The journal contains warnings about other mirrors possibly existing in the world, and hints at the mirror's true nature: it's not just an inversion, but a place where the deepest fears and paranoia of those who enter become manifest reality. In the hands of scholars, this journal is priceless. (Non-mechanical value, but significant for future adventures.)
If the party frees prisoners, each survivor carries a personal item of sentimental value: a locket, a love letter, a sketch of a loved one, a keepsake. These are worth little monetarily (5-25 gold total), but they represent hope and connection. The prisoners themselves are worth helping: they can provide information about the real Valentine and testify to Mia's tyranny, aiding in her prosecution (if the party cares about such things) or becoming grateful allies and patrons.
The office and deputies carry approximately 200 gold in personal coin and supplies. This includes ammunition, rope, and minor equipment. Upon defeating the deputies, the party can reclaim this. Additionally, Talorc carries 50 gold in bribes on his person.
Story Hooks
The destruction or sealing of the Inverted Mirror is a major event that will ripple outward. In the real Valentine, mysterious arcane scholars may become interested in the party, seeking knowledge of the mirror. The Merchant's Journal hints at other cursed mirrors existing elsewhere in the world, suggesting future adventures into other inverted realities. If the party allows Mia to escape or doesn't kill her, she could become a recurring antagonist, obsessed with finding another mirror or restoring the one they destroyed. The freed prisoners, if they survive, become allies and sources of future quests. Talorc's ledger could lead to investigations and bounties. Most importantly, the party now knows that reality is more fragile than they realized—that powerful artifacts can twist the world itself—which opens narrative doors for future sessions involving reality-warping magic, dimensional travel, or encounters with other twisted worlds.
Conclusion
Wrap Up
Whether through combat, negotiation, or sacrifice, the party prevails. The Inverted Mirror's collapse accelerates—the violet light becomes blinding, and a sound like reality tearing echoes through the pits. The party, and any prisoners they've freed, are drawn toward the mirror's surface. Touching it feels like stepping through a waterfall of cold light. Suddenly, they're back in the real Valentine. The sun is setting over the actual town—warm, golden, and blessedly normal. The sky is its proper color. The buildings are their proper colors. NPCs of the town move about naturally, without the manic desperation of the twisted world. The party finds themselves on the outskirts of town, perhaps near the stable or the saloon. Behind them, the mirror's light fades and vanishes entirely. The twisted Valentine collapses in on itself, crushed by its own weight. Any prisoners freed are gasping, crying, grateful to be alive. If Mia survived, she's gone—either escaped back into the collapsing world or vanished entirely. The terror is over. The party is home. But they carry the weight of what they saw: a world where fear and paranoia twisted reality itself, where innocent people were imprisoned for looking different. They also carry the knowledge that such horrors can happen, that cursed artifacts exist, and that their world is not as solid as they believed.
Cliffhanger
As the party regains their bearings in the real Valentine, they notice something unsettling: in the corner of a building's window, or in the reflection of a puddle, they catch a glimpse of the twisted Valentine still existing, faintly, like a ghost-image overlaid on reality. It's not fully gone—it's been sealed, not destroyed. And somewhere in that sealed space, Mia Pickins is still alive, still ruling, still imprisoning people. She's trapped on her side of the barrier, and they're trapped on theirs. But she's not defeated. She's waiting. And she's already begun to understand that the barrier between worlds is permeable. It's only a matter of time before she finds another way through. The session ends with the party in safety, but with the unsettling knowledge that they've left a monster alive on the other side of a cracking door.
Next Session Hooks
- ["The Sealed Mirror: Scholars and collectors of cursed artifacts contact the party
- seeking the location of the Inverted Mirror or offering warnings about other mirrors like it scattered across the world. A mysterious figure (perhaps a high-ranking mage from a nearby city) becomes interested in the party's knowledge. They might offer rewards for information
- or threats if the party refuses to share."; "Mia's Escape Plans: Evidence emerges that Mia is attempting to escape the sealed mirror
- or that she's found a way to communicate through it. Strange
- paranoid messages begin appearing in Valentine—graffiti
- whispers
- signs of her influence seeping through. The party must investigate and potentially seal the breach more permanently
- perhaps destroying the mirror entirely."; "The Freed Prisoners' Stories: Survivors from the twisted Valentine provide leads on other missing people
- other potential mirrors
- or connections to larger conspiracies. Some of the freed prisoners have family in Valentine and become patrons
- offering the party quests
- safe houses
- and rewards in exchange for their continued protection from Mia's potential return."]
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