Banshee is an independent

production by Micheál Reidy and

is not affiliated with Stockholm
Kartell. It is published under the
CY_BORG Third Party License.

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STOCKHOLM KARTELL.
banshee (/ˈbænʃiː/ BAN-shee; Modern Irish bean sí, from
Old Irish: ben síde [bʲen ˈʃiːðʲe], “woman of the fairy
mound” or “fairy woman”) is a female spirit in Irish
folklore who heralds the death of a family member,
usually by screaming, wailing, shrieking, or keening.
A mid level exec has lapsed into a coma
after an unwise deep dive into the sewer
levels of the net. When he came back up,
it was with a permanent look of horror
and endless babbling about “the woman”,
yelping in terror at random moments,
reacting to something that no-one else
could see.

He’s actually infected with the BANSHEE

virus. It hijacks the carrier’s audio and
visual implants, terrorising them until their
brains overload and shut down.

Unfortunately, this particular exec has

some valuable data stored within his failing
grey matter. His employer, knowing that
he may have been tempted to sell access
to this information to the highest bidder,
buried their secrets in the depths of his
subconscious and encased them in a shell
of his deepest, most ingrained fears.

The party’s job is to jack into his skull and

retrieve the data before complete neural
collapse. The company will provide them
with a code to access the information on
the secure terminal. Appropriate payment
will be made upon completion of the job.
By way of additional incentive, should
the exec die before the information is
extracted, the party will be left connected
to the smouldering wreck of his mind, until
theirs too are consumed by the virus.

When the party jacks in, they find

themselves in an apartment hallway, in
what looks like the slums. A shadowy
creature with tendrils of pure darkness is
looming over a sobbing child and a frail,
grey-skinned woman in a hospital bed. He
looks at you and screams “Please help me!”
He seems frightened and confused. Like
he doesn’t know where he is.

The hallway behind the dark figure has

disappeared into a void. At the other end
there is a flight of stairs leading upward.

There’s an access terminal in here

somewhere...
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Banshee
HP - The Banshee can’t be killed, but
it can be damaged enough to slow its
progress. If it takes 25 points worth of
damage in a single encounter, it falls
back into the darkness to recover and
halts its advance temporarily.
If driven off, the darkness will continue
to press forward, but the Banshee
doesn’t reappear until the party has
completed the next floor.
The only way the Banshee can die is if
the host dies too.
MORALE -
ETHEREAL -d2

Grotesque Appearance
This thing from the depths of the net is
a horror to behold. Test Presence DR10
or all attacks are +2DR for d4 rounds.

Scream
The Banshee opens its void black maw
and emits a soul withering scream. d6
damage to d3 people. Anyone at 0HP is
killed outright.

Touch
The Banshee’s enervating touch drains
your energy. Test Toughness DR12 or
paralysed for one round.

Encroaching Darkness
A terrible, numbing darkness follows
the Banshee wherever it goes. Rooms
it has passed through are consumed
and crumble into nothingness in its
wake. Don’t fall behind or take 1 point of
damage for coming into contact with it.
MOTHER
“He wasn’t there for his mother...
but she’ll ALWAYS be there for him!!!”

EXEC IS A CHILD

Loving hands “Eww! mom

Mother’s withered,
skeletal hands grasp at
you, desperate for your
loving embrace. So what
if they do d4 damage per
hand? Isn’t it worth it to
see the smile on her face?
HP 15
Morale - A mother would
never leave her little boy!!!
Armor -
gross!!!”
You got your mother out
of her sick bed! Now she’s
spewing bodily fluids
from those little bags on
her hips. Everyone within
spurting range Test
Toughness DR14 or miss
your next turn while you
evacuate the contents of
your virtual stomachs.
The

Old
Man
“His Pop was always
handy with his fists...
and didn’t mind
demonstrating!”

HP 20
Morale - He’s an
amalgamation of traumatic
memories. He fears nothing!
Armor -

Quick with “Don’t make

his fists me take off
The Old Man attacks
twice and can target my belt!”
anyone that’s in the same The Old Man targets
room as him, no matter one character with his
where they are, due to his immense, whip-like
immense size. d6 per fist. leather belt. d8
On a hit, test Strength
DR12 or get knocked on
your ass with +2DR to
everything until you get
up. EXEC IS A PRE-TEEN
Nibbles
The corridor of this floor
is alive with rats: on
the floor; in the walls;
dropping down from
the ceiling. Roll a d12 for
damage and distribute
the result amongst the
party. Party members
who successfully
defended take only half
damage to a minmum of
1.
HP 40 Morale - 5 but only once the swarm reaches half HP
Hiding in the walls - d2
Ick factor
Rats are fucking
horrible! And it’s hard
to concentrate when
one is running up your
trouser leg or dropping
from a light fixture down
the back of your jacket.
Test Presence DR10 or
defend at +2DR while
you freak the fuck out!
EXEC IS A PRE-TEEN
The Gangs of Cy
(Swarm)
“He was
always terrified
of the gangs. Part
of the reason he
joined the company
was to get where
they couldn’t
touch him!”

EXEC IS A TEEN

HP 25 Morale - 6 Armor -

Sticks and ...and these

stones will names will
break your also hurt you!
The gang makes some
bones... scathing remarks about your
The swarm of gang mother, your face and your
members piles on with capacity for violence. Test
sticks, chains and knuckle- Presence DR10. On a failure,
dusters. 3 attacks doing d4 attack and defend at +2DR.
damage.

Rooftop rumble
The last flight of stairs deposits
your party on the roof of
the tower block. The sickly
neon hues of CY have been
replaced by a whirling void.
Looking over the edge you
can see the lower floors of the
building being ripped away,
the rubble spiralling down into
nothingness.
The exec is in the fetal position
by this stage, babbling about
how his father used to drag him
up here and threaten to throw
him off.
EXEC IS AN ADULT
There’s also an old-fashioned
green screen terminal. A cursor
on the screen blinks impatiently,
awaiting input.
The virus reasserts itself at this
point. And the Banshee slams
through the door to the roof,
screaming.
Once the code has been input,
the data will take d4+2 rounds of
combat to download. If the exec
expires before the download is
complete, the party will be left
to die.
Good luck!