From publisher blurb:
Beneath the dust-choked streets of Shashemi, somethin’ ancient’s been roused from its slumber. The town’s fancy new underground tram, meant to haul silver ore from the deep veins up to the main rail line, done turned up more than rock and riches. Miners been disappearin’ down there, some turnin’ up later all twisted to hell and half-turned to stone, their mouths locked open like they were screamin’ for help that never came.
The town council’s got their britches in a bunch, callin’ it cave-ins and bad luck, but the fellas what been down there tell a different tale. They heard whisperin’ in the dark, saw shadows slitherin’ where no man oughta be, and somethin’ movin’ deep in the rock. Somethin’ old, somethin’ mean, somethin’ hungry.
Time’s runnin’ short. If the posse can’t root out what’s stirrin’ down there, Shashemi’s liable to end up a boneyard with her folks frozen in stone, and their souls left wanderin’ the dark. Can your crew outfox shifty town officials, wrangle the truth from half-mad miners, and face down a thing older than sin itself? Or will Shashemi crumble, its story ended by somethin’ that was buried for good reason?
Beneath the Streets is a spine-crawlin’ Weird West adventure mixin’ frontier grit with cosmic horror, tailor-made for weathered Game Marshals and players with nerves tougher’n boot leather. There’s riddles in the rock, terrors in the tunnels, and a fight for the soul of the town itself. Light your lantern, keep your powder dry, and don’t look too close at what’s shufflin’ just past the light, ‘cause if the dark don’t kill ya, the truth just might.