When one thinks of Egyptian archaeology, the first name that jumps to mind is likely King Tutankhamun, whose tomb in the Valley of Kings was discovered by archaeologist Howard Carter. While not everyone is familiar with the archaeologist himself, most are aware of the rumored curse on King Tut’s tomb, which allegedly claimed the lives of several of Carter’s team.

Unless one is a student of Egyptology, they are far less likely to have heard of Colonel Frederick Remington, although he too discovered an Egyptian mummy. In order to avoid accusations of capitalizing on Howard’s success, Remington skipped the Valley of the Kings and focused his explorations on the Valley of the Offended Nostrils. There he discovered an unnamed tomb adorned with medical and magical symbols, and a disturbing inscription that the occupant was forever cursed. Remington theorized that the mummy was of an important sorcerer and medical advisor. He chose not to widely report the curse, again to avoid accusations of copying his more well known predecessor.

Sadly for Colonel Remington and the unnamed mummy, his discovery gained virtually no publicity. The British Museum turned up its nose, the Smithsonian refused to display the find, and the mummy was relegated to a dusty basement storeroom. There he lay for nearly a century, until he was recently rediscovered and sent on a tour of the Midwest as a part of a lecture series on the history of ancient medicine.

Shortly into the tour, lecture attendees at the various stops began to report oddities. Many who were suffering from illnesses emerged from the lectures mysteriously cured. Others arrived at the lecture in perfect health, only to come down with inexplicable illnesses shortly thereafter. Concerned over these anomalies, the touring company has canceled all future showings until further research is conducted. As an abundance of caution, the mummy is being left at its most recent stop – Ravenwood Castle – where a lecture on the comparison of medieval and ancient medical techniques had been planned. That caution now appears to have been warranted as the lead researcher – a man in otherwise perfect health – dropped dead within a day of first inspecting the mummy.

Could there be something to the curse Colonel Remington discovered in the mummy’s tomb? Is it possible that this ancient medical practitioner can control life and death from beyond the grave? Or is this just a series of coincidences and mundane foul play combined with overactive imaginations? The castle staff has once again turned to the Ravenwood Detective Agency to investigate. Join us September 6th & 7th and uncover the Mystery of Remington’s Mummy!

What if magic were real? Not in a distant, far off universe, but right here, in our very own world. What if faeries and demons, vampires and werewolves, and all the other creatures of myth and legend were living amongst us, hidden in plain sight? How would these supernatural beings interact with regular humans, and where would they turn for help when things went bad? This year’s Choose Your Own Adventure winner is a supernatural detective themed mystery, based off of such popular urban fantasy series such as the Dresden Files and Supernatural. We bring you, the Case of the Crimson Claw.

The werewolves of the Hocking Hills were in a bit of a spot. Over the years the pack had expanded throughout the communities of central Ohio, and counted many prominent politicians, citizens and business owners amongst its numbers. They lived a comfortable life, and had managed to do so for decades without attracting any undue attention from the human population.

Then the vampires moved in. At first it was just one or two. Troublesome, but nothing the pack couldn’t live with. But as the vampires’ numbers grew, so too did the looming inevitability of a turf war. And now one of the bloodsuckers has turned up dead. Well, dead-er. All signs point towards foul play, and the vampires claim the werewolves are to blame.

The pack is being framed, but how can they prove it? The human police can’t be allowed to investigate, or werewolves and vampires alike will be exposed. The Alpha has called in the Ravenwood Detective Agency to clear the pack’s name, avoid a war with the vampires, and keep the very existence of both a secret!

Are the werewolves as innocent as they proclaim? If so, who would want them framed? Join us September 13th & 14thfor the Case of the Crimson Claw to answer these questions and more.

A year ago a group of treasure hunters gathered at Ravenwood Castle. Armed with a sense of adventure and an ancient pirate map, they hoped to discover the long lost treasure of Captain Ravenbeard. The weekend took a dark twist, as one of their own was found murdered, ostensibly by the legendary pirate himself. After a thorough investigation the actual murderer – very much alive and very much not a pirate – was uncovered. Both their ancient map and their sense of adventure in tatters, the surviving treasure hunters departed for home in the hope of putting their harrowing experience behind them.

But the passage of time can be a funny thing. It dulls some memories, and sharpens others. In the year since the incident the members of our group have often found themselves looking at the remaining pieces of their map. During that time the yearning to find the long lost treasure has grown, while the memories of the terrifying events of that weekend have faded. So it is that we find our treasure hunters returning to Ravenwood Castle, intent on finally solving the mystery of the map.

But some things are not meant to be, and some memories should not be allowed to fade. As if reliving a nightmare, our group once again finds themselves gathered in the Great Hall, standing over one of their own, found dead next to a bloody cutlass and a handwritten note. The note, in now familiar handwriting, reads: “Ye bilge rats should nay have returned! Ye’ve shown yer true colours, and ye’ll find neither treasure nor quarter from me!”

Was it possible that a 200 year dead pirate was out to get the treasure hunters? Or is there a more mundane explanation to the continued murders? Is the long lost treasure really real? The Ravenwood Detective Agency is calling all agents, pirates and privateers to answer these questions and more!

In the years since we've been collaborating no murder mysteries with the Shadow Stalkers we have covered a lot of ground, tasking our Ravenwood Detectives with challenges in a huge variety settings. From pop culture to cult classics, our mysteries have run the gamut. But during all that time we’ve retained a soft spot in our hearts for the classic, gritty detective stories. As we enter the final stretch of Shadow Stalker mysteries we’re thrilled to pay homage not only to the classic mystery genre, but to classic Shadow Stalkers, by revisiting the very first mystery we conducted together way back in November of 2012. Please join us for an encore appearance of Death in Small Doses.

Some killers strike with blades, quick and quiet in the night. Those with less skill may prefer a firearm, brutish but effective. Still others reach for whatever may be at hand, practical and pragmatic in committing their deed. It takes a careful and controlled mind to choose poison as a weapon. Its use requires planning, preparation, and above all, patience. But in the hands of a master, toxins provide a myriad of benefits over cruder implements. Poisons can be applied in a variety of ways, providing flexibility to the assassin. If desired they may be rendered odorless and tasteless, so as to give the victim little to no warning. And if sufficient care is taken the toxin may be nearly undetectable, making it difficult to determine if a crime has been committed at all, let alone who the perpetrator may be…

…which is really too bad for you, since it’s your job not only to prove that the body hunched over the breakfast table was murdered, but to figure out by whom. You’ve a castle full of suspects and a few trusted fellow detectives you think you can rely on. What could possibly go wrong?