Episode 77: Brothers in Arms

Summary

Old Gods of Appalachia – Episode 77: Brothers in Arms

Release Date: March 6, 2025

Summary

Old Gods of Appalachia Episode 77, titled "Brothers in Arms," delves deep into the dark and tumultuous dynamics of the Barrow family in central Appalachia during the year 1944. This installment masterfully intertwines corporate intrigue with supernatural horror, painting a vivid picture of power struggles both mundane and otherworldly.

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1. Introduction and Setting

The episode transports listeners to Log Hill, Barrow, Pennsylvania, in 1944, establishing a chilling atmosphere where the lines between corporate ambition and ancient dark pacts blur. The Barrow family resides in Barrow Mineral Resources, a formidable company headquartered in the ominous Barrow House.

2. The Barrow Family Dynamics

At the heart of the narrative are the three Barrow siblings: Conrad, Binuel, and Polly. Their father, E.P. Barrow, has bound the family to a sinister covenant anchored in the mountains' dark secrets.

• Conrad Barrow (voiced by Cecil Baldwin) is portrayed as cold, strict, and meticulously controlling, embodying his father's expectations with unwavering dedication. His management style is ruthless, ensuring that company policies are adhered to with an iron fist.

  [05:46] Cecil Baldwin (Conrad): "No perceived slight or minuscule violation of the most trivial detail of company policy escaped him."

• Binuel Barrow (voiced by Brandon Bentley), the younger brother, serves as the company's enforcer. Transformed into a spectral entity bound to the family's dark legacy, Binuel employs horrific violence and supernatural force to maintain the company's dominance in the mining industry.

  [08:19] Binuel Barrow: "Folks who had the ill luck to encounter the entity that the men in the CO fields called Old Man Beara's Dog were left changed by the experience and never for the better."

• Polly Barrow, the youngest sibling, is introduced as the emissary and the favored child. Unlike her brothers, Polly operates with grace and deadly efficiency, making strategic deals and enforcing their father's will. Her prowess breeds jealousy and resentment in Conrad and Binuel, who struggle to undermine her standing within the family and the company.

  [15:25] Description of Polly: "She was cunning and beautiful, charming and remorseless."

3. The Supernatural Pact and Roles

The Barrow family's existence is tethered to a sinister pact made by E.P. Barrow decades ago. This covenant grants them dark powers in exchange for unwavering loyalty and obedience. E.P.'s ascension to a higher, otherworldly plane has left Conrad as the de facto leader, overseeing the company's operations while secretly managing the family's supernatural obligations.

> *[07:57] Cecil Baldwin (Conrad):* "When Conrad's father had bound the family to the darkness that sang under the mountain decades ago, Conrad, the eldest of his two sons, had been designated his heir."

4. The Sibling Conflict: Conrad and Binuel vs. Polly

As Polly flourishes in her role, Conrad and Binuel find themselves jealous and threatened by her efficiency and favor with their father. Determined to discredit and undermine her, they hatch a plan to assign her a perilous task that could lead to her downfall.

> *[21:27] Cecil Baldwin (Conrad):* "She had been handcrafted as a perfect emissary and weapon for their father's cause."

5. The Plot to Assign Polly a Deadly Task

Conrad and Binuel collaborate to craft a convincing assignment for Polly: retrieving a rare portrait of their father from the decaying Babylon building in Tourniquet, West Virginia. This mission is fraught with supernatural dangers, intended to be Polly's undoing.

• Conrad approaches Binuel with a deadline-driven plea, reflecting their desperation to weaken Polly's influence.

  [16:22] Cecil Baldwin (Conrad): "O bloodbound sibling of mine, hear me and hear me well."

• Binuel's response is laced with both reluctance and adherence to their dark obligations.

  [17:07] Binuel Barrow: "Do not play with me, boy. You will come when called."

The brothers meticulously draft a letter to be delivered by Dolores, an emissary poised to carry out their directive without raising Polly's suspicions.

> *[25:49] Cecil Baldwin (Conrad):* "Dearest Sister, we have been alerted by our agents in what was once the town of Tourniquet..."

6. Conclusion: Setting Up the Trap

The episode culminates with the delivery of the letter to Polly, setting the stage for her fateful journey into the heart of Babylon. Conrad and Binuel's scheme encapsulates the family's entangled relationships and the pervasive influence of their father's dark legacy.

> *[28:09] Binuel Barrow:* "There are days I'm almost glad Daddy left you in charge, Conrad. And this might be one of them."

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Notable Quotes

• Conrad Barrow on Responsibility:

  [07:21] "He was needed behind a desk, keeping the drones working hard in the hive so that their masters below would have all the sweet, dark honey they needed."

• Binuel Barrow on Enforcement:

  [09:15] "If that didn't do the trick, he'd send a couple of hollow men to the area in question, which was usually more than sufficient to see the matter closed."

• Conrad Barrow on Polly's Role:

  [20:32] "The presence contained within those walls is degrading and has become unpredictable and unstable."

• Binuel Barrow's Defiance:

  [19:04] "If you call me a dog again, office boy, I'll show you the things Daddy's partners left me in charge of."

• Conrad Barrow's Strategic Mind:

  [23:11] "But I think she would go anywhere her daddy asked."

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"Brothers in Arms" adeptly explores themes of power, jealousy, and familial duty within a supernatural framework. The intricate character development and the looming threat of ancient dark forces create a compelling narrative that promises further twists and horrors in the unfolding saga.

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Creators and Cast:

• Written by: Steve Schell and Cam Collins
• Voices:
  • Conrad Barrow: Cecil Baldwin
  • Binuel Barrow: Brandon Bentley

Production: DeepNerd Media
Distribution: Rusty Quill

For more information and to support the show, visit www.oldgodsofappalachia.com.

Transcript

[Steve Schell]

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[Brandon Bentley]

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[Steve Schell]

Old gods of Appalachia is a horror anthology podcast and therefore may contain material not suitable for all audiences. So listener discretion is advised.

[Cecil Baldwin]

When the walls close in and the light gets swallowed and there ain't no.

[Steve Schell]

Place that feels like home the ones you love turn into strangers and you.

[Cecil Baldwin]

Cast your eyes to the winding.

[Brandon Bentley]

Keep.

[Steve Schell]

Your foot on the gas, your eyes.

[Cecil Baldwin]

Straightforward, clear your heart and mind.

[Steve Schell]

Best to leave them ghosts behind when the hearth grows cold Home is nowhere then.

[Cecil Baldwin]

You might as well when darkness calls.

[Steve Schell]

Around log Hill, Barrow, Pennsylvania, 1944.

[Cecil Baldwin]

It.

[Steve Schell]

Was colder than the heart of the company's founder in the halls of the home office of Barrow Mineral Resources, or Barrow House, as it was known to its employees, cold was how Conrad Barrow liked it. No longer tethered to petty mortal concerns like hunger, thirst, or the ambient temperature of one's home and workplace, Conrad enjoyed seeing the discomfort it brought the mortal underlings who toiled in the labyrinth of typing pools and board rooms that snaked through the lower floors of Barrow House. He privately delighted in the layers the little monkeys would pile on in the winter months, taking note of who was doubling up on sweaters and gloves as he walked past their desks every morning on the way to his office. Every so often, he would draft a tersely worded memo reminding everyone of the company dress code and that outerwear was not meant to be worn indoors, that it disrupted the image of professionality they strove to project as a company. Anyone found in violation of the company dress code would answer to him directly. By lunch, they would all be shivering in their shirt sleeves and trying to work out sneaky little ways to keep warm, which he would inevitably discover and forbid. If the home office of Barrow Mineral Resources was a labyrinth, then Conrad was the Minotaur at its center. He was top fisted, close minded and petty. No perceived slight or minuscule violation of the most trivial detail of company policy escaped him, thanks to the many watchful eyes he had embedded in every department. When Conrad's father had bound the family to the darkness that sang under the mountain decades ago, Conrad, the eldest of his two sons, had been designated his heir. He was promised the time would come when they would craft him a special casket just like his father's. Then he would be lowered into the underneath alongside EP to commune with those who sleep beneath and eventually ascend to godhood. When those ancient and hungry beings rose to claim what was rightfully theirs. This had yet to happen. In fact, Conrad felt less like the monster in the center of the labyrinth and more like a paper pushing middle manager. His father had told him in the brutal psychic language he used to communicate that there was no one he trusted to keep the company in the black more than Conrad. He had made him nigh immortal, given him powers that few men could even comprehend, and then forbade him to use them unless absolutely necessary. He was needed behind a desk, keeping the drones working hard in the hive so that their masters below would have all the sweet, dark honey they needed. Even now, as the winter solstice approached and his father retreated from this plane of existence to fully commune with those who sleep beneath, severing himself from his earthly empire and the heart, hearts and minds of his children, it was Conrad who was left in charge. Good old reliable, pathologically responsible Conrad, who grew angrier and more bitter with each passing year. Some days he just wanted to walk away, set the whole place to the torch and just run. But he couldn't do that. Not only would his own honor never allow such a betrayal of blood and promises, but he quite literally couldn't run. His father's reach was immeasurable. There was nowhere on the face of this misbegotten world that his family wouldn't find him. Conrad had worked hard to be patient, to be a good and obedient son, after all, when the day of sacrifice came and his father was lowered into the depths below Bear House, had he not been the one to slit his younger brother's throat and cast his bleeding body into the crevasse to seal the pact? Had not he himself designed the system of ropes and pulleys in the specially worked chains that held his father's coffin in place? Had he not tolerated her existence for decades after E.P. barrow's ascension to. Well, whatever he was now, Conrad and his late brother Binuel, who had risen from the same void as a fully corporeal ghost three days later, had done their utmost to run the company according to their father's wishes. Conrad kept the I's dotted and the T's crossed on the business side of things while Binual operated in the field, terrorizing and manipulating the workforce from the anthracite mines of Pennsylvania to the bitter, bituminous coal fields of central Appalachia. Binuel, being both dead and dedicated as an offering to what slept beneath the mountains was not exactly what you'd call right. Conrad had been changed, and his heart beat with the black ichor of those his family served. True enough, but Benuel had been well and truly unhinged by his journey into the darkness. When a mine went on strike, for example, Conrad would assign staff to handle the situation, flesh and blood enforcers to twist a few arms and make a few key figures disappear. If that didn't do the trick, he'd send a couple of hollow men to the area in question, which was usually more than sufficient to see the matter closed. On the other hand, if Binuel were tasked with such an assignment, he'd escalate the entire operation as violently as possible. Entire mountainsides would collapse in conflagrations of gas and fire and burning coal, leaving dozens or even hundreds of men burned and burned, buried alive under the suffocating weight of ancient stone. Folks who had the ill luck to encounter the entity that the men in the CO fields called Old Man Beara's Dog were left changed by the experience and never for the better. The youngest Beara sibling was not interested in hiding his horrific demise or supernatural resurrection. In fact, he reveled in flaunting the changes his transformation had brought. His feet often floated a good 3 or 4 inches off the ground, his whole body bathed in a colorless light that made him visible in the deepest and darkest of minds. Those who saw this glowing vision rise from the depths or step out of a solid stone wall often took leave of their senses. What Conrad managed with cold Bureaucratic cruelty binual wrought in horrific, terrifying violence. These were the sons of E.P. barrow, and as the old saying goes, poisoned apples rarely fall far from the tree. Once Binuel's way of handling things finally impacted the company's bottom line one too many times, rather than destroy him, EP had ventured EAS deeper into the inner dark to father a new child with the hope of balancing the scales. And balance them she did. Polly Barrow was special. She was cunning and beautiful, charming and remorseless. She moved through the mortal world, making deals and enforcing their father's will with grace, poise, and deadly efficiency. She filled her father's heart with pride and both Conrad and Benuels with raging jealousy. Oh, how they hated her. Their sister was perhaps the only thing that could unite the brothers Barrow in common purpose. They had conspired for years to expose her as imperfect, as flawed, as unworthy of their father's favor, and thus far, their efforts had been a categorical failure. She had fallen short of their father's expectation a time or two through her own hubris. But being a creature birthed from the cradle of the inner dark, their father saw her as a tool to be reshaped, honed and transformed, emerging even better than before. He saw his boys as two frustrating lumps of meat and borrowed power that were ultimately of limited utility. To Conrad, Polly's single failure represented one thing. An opportunity. If she could stumble, he reasoned, then she could be made to stumble. They had simply yet to construct a noose with sufficient rope to allow her to hang herself. She had been handcrafted as a perfect emissary and weapon for their father's cause. And she was quick of mind and quicker of wit. She had sidestepped every snare the brothers had laid before her and only truly fallen short when she tried too hard to win their maker's approval. Her love for her dear old daddy was her Achilles heel. After pondering and perseverating on this point to the brink of near madness, Conrad reached out into the void, summoning his little brother to go over his latest plan to bring about the downfall of their despised sister.

[Cecil Baldwin]

O bloodbound sibling of mine, hear me and hear me well. I stand here in our father's house, heart of empire, font of power, well of the black breath, and I call upon you, Binual Harrod Barrow, banished from this world by the same hand that summons you now. As I cast you forth from this place, I now call you home. Come to me, little brother. We have much to discuss.

[Steve Schell]

Nothing happened for a long moment, and Conrad shook his head in frustration.

[Cecil Baldwin]

Do not play with me, boy. You will come when called.

[Steve Schell]

Across the massive slab of oak that served as both Conrad Barrow's workplace and altar, a dull blue gray light flickered, then flashed like summer lightning as Binual Barrow was torn from wherever he had been in this world or the next and thrown unceremoniously onto the floor of his older brother's office. He landed gracelessly on all fours, steam rising from his body in the frigid air of the chamber. At first glance, the dead man wasn't much to behold. Benuel Barrow was of middle in height and middle in girth, with a beard that hung at a middle in length, which was to say it did not cover his most distinguishing feature, his torn and ever bleeding throat. It was a wound that would never heal, forever pulsing with ghostly blood that nevertheless sometimes left stains in its wake.

[Brandon Bentley]

All you have to do is say my name, brother. There is no reason to invoke the old words or the tether that binds me to this place. I will come if you ask nicely when you have something to say that is worth my time.

[Cecil Baldwin]

Oh, but I like the assurance that you will be on time and in your proper place, dog. Our father handed me your leash when he left me in charge.

[Brandon Bentley]

And call me a dog again, office boy, and I'll show you the things Daddy's partners left me in charge of.

[Steve Schell]

The lights in the room flickered, and Binuel's maniacal grin twisted his features. In an instant, an ancient, stained hunting knife appeared in his right hand. Dark, spectral fluid oozed from his gaping throat, dripping onto the marble floor beneath his feet. Conrad Pharaoh tensed, pondering whether he could draw upon his own dark gifts before his brother had time to strike. The moment stretched for what seemed an eternity before Conrad shook his head and released his anger, sinking into his chair.

[Cecil Baldwin]

Enough. We don't have time for this.

[Brandon Bentley]

I knew you were chicken shit.

[Cecil Baldwin]

Do you want to know why I called you or not?

[Steve Schell]

Benuel narrowed his eyes regarding his older brother cagily. Usually old Connie was good for a little bit of a tussle before they got down to brass tacks. This must be serious. Benuel slumped into the chair opposite his brother, his backside hovering an inch from its fine upholstery.

[Brandon Bentley]

I'm listening.

[Steve Schell]

Conrad sifted through the stacks of paper on his desk. Invoices, memoranda, and other official correspondence. His hands moved with unnerving speed and precision as he examined and discarded documents.

[Cecil Baldwin]

One of our men in Tournicate, West Virginia, brought me some very interesting information last night. You'll want to read it yourself.

[Brandon Bentley]

Tourniquet. We still have men out there.

[Cecil Baldwin]

Yes. Certain volatile assets in the area still warrant observation.

[Brandon Bentley]

What assets are left to observe? All the way out in tourniquet. There ain't even a proper saloon for a fella to dip his willy or get a drink anymore. That place has been as dead as I am for almost 20 years now. What could be interesting in that old shithole?

[Cecil Baldwin]

Charming as ever. Brother. What if I told you that in that old shithole, as you call it, there lay a solution to a certain problem you and I have been trying to solve for far too long?

[Brandon Bentley]

Which problem would that be?

[Cecil Baldwin]

The one who spends company funds on designer dresses and Italian leather shoes and yet can seem to do no wrong in our father's eyes. Ah, here it is. Read this. And I believe you will see the same opportunity I do.

[Brandon Bentley]

Oh, that problem.

[Cecil Baldwin]

Hmm.

[Brandon Bentley]

Yes, but how do we get her out there? Moreover, how do we convince her to go inside? She won't just do it because we tell her to. She might be a stuck up, half inked, mule headed stepchild who ain't even a proper barrow, but she's no fool, Conrad. What could be in that old ruin that she'd even want?

[Cecil Baldwin]

Oh, I'm certain she wouldn't follow any order issued by one of us for love, death or money. But I think she would go anywhere her daddy asked.

[Brandon Bentley]

Her dear old daddy is as unreachable as can be when it's near the solstice. We all know that's when the old man goes into the deepest part of the underneath to bask in the presence of our allies. I haven't felt him in my mind for at least a week.

[Cecil Baldwin]

Nor have I. But I imagine if our father left orders for us to follow while he is away, we would all be duty bound to see them done.

[Brandon Bentley]

Yes, indeed we would, big brother. Indeed we would. But how do we persuade her it's actually from him? She's usually pretty good at sniffing out when we're lying to her.

[Cecil Baldwin]

According to her schedule, she should be on her way back to Pittsburgh after visiting assets near Slippery Rock. There was a small situation involving rumors of a strike amongst the rabble. I assume she killed them all, though I haven't read the report yet.

[Steve Schell]

Hmm.

[Cecil Baldwin]

Perhaps it would be best if we sent her a telegram rather than calling her in.

[Brandon Bentley]

She's gonna be mad as hell about being sent right back out in the field.

[Cecil Baldwin]

I think if the assignment feels personal enough, something only Father would ask for, she would have little choice. The sort of task that is its own reward. You know how he spoils her like that. Oh, oh, I think I know just the thing. We just have to get her through the front door. Yes. Think about it, little brother. What greets every visitor to that loathsome place? Now, let us craft a missive that will have Ms. Priss so excited that she'll run right along into her unfortunate and horrible demise.

[Steve Schell]

Conrad rubbed his hands together, looking eagerly about his office.

[Cecil Baldwin]

Dolores. Oh, where is that woman? Dolores, I need you to take a letter.

[Steve Schell]

There was a creaking of an old cellar door and cold air that reeked of mildew and long dead things blew through the room as a specter of a woman in a neat tweed skirt and ivory blouse rose from the floor, her skeletal fingers perched on the keys of a stenotype machine. Conrad's lips twisted into a grim little smile of welcome at her arrival. Binuel winked at her.

[Brandon Bentley]

Hey, good looking.

[Steve Schell]

If Conrad didn't know better, he would have sworn the eldritch old Crone blushed. Afternoon, Mr. Benny. Whenever you're ready, Mr. Barrow. Conrad shot Benuel a somewhat scandalized arch of one brow, to which Benuel responded with a playful shrug.

[Brandon Bentley]

A man likes what he likes.

[Cecil Baldwin]

Ah, yes. Thank you, Dolores. Dearest Sister, we have been alerted by our agents in what was once the town of Tourniquet that the remaining structures there have all been reclaimed by the surrounding fauna, and the territory should be be written off as there was little value in coal or other resources in the area. This would not usually be a cause for concern, as nothing of great value would be lost. However, for the moment Babylon still stands, the presence contained within those walls is degrading and has become unpredictable and unstable. When Babylon inevitably falls, it will destroy everything within it. While the property is of no great material value, it has come to our attention that the sole remaining portrait of our father hangs in the entrance hall. This painting is the last recorded image of his physical form before he transcended this world to serve our allies below. As you know, our Father ordered all such likenesses destroyed when he abandoned his corporeal body. But it appears this portrait was overlooked. Given that your birth occurred after Father's ascension, we know you have never seen a true rendering of his face. We also thought you best suited for this errand, as you are capable, durable, and cunning enough to deal with whatever may be left within Babylon and the most likely of the three of us to return with our father's portrait in one piece. Bring the portrait to Barrow House by the solstice so that we might all gaze upon our father's loving visage and tremble together. Your loving brother, Conrad.

[Brandon Bentley]

There are days I'm almost glad Daddy left you in charge, Conrad. And this might be one of them.

[Steve Schell]

Well hey there family. Welcome to the second arc of Season five of Old Gods of Appalachia. Run like Hell. We're hopping through the timeline once again, taking you back to one of the scariest places in our Appalachia Barrow house. Even those bound to their family and their home place by the darkest of deeds and the deepest of magics will have the urge to cut and run. And the Barrow siblings are no different. Now, we're super excited to bring you this arc, which is based on a story shared at our Holiday Live show in Asheville, North Carolina back in 2023. Now remixed and expanded for season five. If you'd like to hear this and all our regular season episodes ad free and a day early, then there's no better time than now than to make your move to the Holler, where for just a few dollars more, you can enjoy hours of exclusive programming such as Build Mama a Coffin, Blackmouth Dog Door under the Floor and Familiar and Beloved, as well as other fun benefits dependent on how much you want to tithe. Join us at old gods of appalachia.com the Holler today. This is your if the other two Barrow siblings are in this episode, you know who has to show up. Next reminder that Old Gods of Appalachia is a production of Deep Nerd Media and is distributed by Rusty Quill. Our theme song is My Brother Landon and our outro music is by those Poor Bastards. Today's story was written by Steve Shell and Cam Collins. Making his main feed debut as the voice of Conrad Barrow is Cecil Baldwin and the voice of Benuel Barrow is Brandon Bentley. We'll talk to you soon. Family. Talk to you real.

[Cecil Baldwin]

Through God's dark.

[Steve Schell]

Heaven go I the hunt it is over the Lord he won't answer the.

[Cecil Baldwin]

Walls run with blood oh this house is a cancer and in this abyss.

[Steve Schell]

I've lost all control Is this path.

[Cecil Baldwin]

To glory it's so hard to tell Through God's dark heaven go I go I Through God's dark heaven go I Through God's dark heaven go I.

[Brandon Bentley]

Through.

[Cecil Baldwin]

God's dark heaven go away.

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