IC - CoC - D20 - Fog over Buenos Aires

[Strahd_Von_Zarovich]

Nothing under the bed.
The professor mutters and walks to the painting to see if there is something behind it.

[Drowned Hero]

The painting reveals nothing new. After some minutes of searching the entire room, theres no new clues found. Felix sits heavily on the bed looking up at the sealing 'eeeeh guys' 'symbol in the sealing'
In the sealing theres a faint drawing in withe chalk over the light sealing painting. the symbol is the same as the few rescued notes of Alvaro Uribe.

*Felix success spot roll

[Strahd_Von_Zarovich]

Good job Felix.
Professor Juan takes out his camera and take a picture of the ceiling.
The symbol begin to fades, I wonder if someone saw or heard something, we need to speak to the maid downstairs.

[Drowned Hero]

The group moves downstairs again taking seat at a big sofa near the stage. A slender girl is dancing with snake like movements giving you hot looks.
After a minute or two the Madame comes to you.

[Strahd_Von_Zarovich]

Dear Madame
The professor smiles kindly to the woman.
Please, share with us the events that took place in the murder night, has anyone heard something or saw something, any suspicious persons entered the club. Anything you recall can help us, and if you do...
He smiles a bigger smile and looks at Uriba
You’ll be rewarded with great prays in the local newspaper.


*Diplomacy check

[Drowned Hero]

Originally Posted by Strahd_Von_Zarovich

Dear Madame
The professor smiles kindly to the woman.
Please, share with us the events that took place in the murder night, has anyone heard something or saw something, any suspicious persons entered the club. Anything you recall can help us, and if you do...
He smiles a bigger smile and looks at Uriba
You’ll be rewarded with great prays in the local newspaper.


*Diplomacy check

'nothing out of the ordinary im afraid' 'a man entered the room with her and we find her murdered some hours later' 'the man was gone' 'and did not go out the main door' 'we found a rope from the upper floor to the roof and no sign down to the street' 'the police was informed but the investigation was put on hold for some reason' 'not that i care though' 'life is short if your not paying attention to it' she lift her hand palm up wanting some coin. 'the door is that way if your not spending more on the girls'

*diplomacy success roll

[Strahd_Von_Zarovich]

I thank you dear Madame.
The professor bows and leads the group out of the place.

Once they are out, he leads the group to the side, far enough from praying eyes to see and pricked ears to hear them talking.

Now, she said that only the prostitute died in the room upstairs.
He turns to Uriba.
What about the guest? The teacher you mentioned that was murdered over there?
Let us check the alley behind the building, from where the suspected murderer vanished.

[Drowned Hero]

ooc: im sorry but i fkt.up
the meaning was to tell that the prostitute and a man entered the room and that she and he was found murdered. Sorry about the confusion.

[Drowned Hero]

Originally Posted by Strahd_Von_Zarovich

What about the guest? The teacher you mentioned that was murdered over there?
Let us check the alley behind the building, from where the suspected murderer vanished.

Uribe talk while he looks at the stripper
'Yes the teacher was found with the prostitute in the room' 'and i can take you to the back of the building when you think we are done here'

[Strahd_Von_Zarovich]

Sure, let's go to the back.

[Drowned Hero]

The group leaves the strippingclub with difficulties as beautiful girls invite them to drink have a good time. Once outside the tall slender doorguard smirks at them taking out a cigarette and lightning it in a very theatrical way dragging a big lungful of smoke. Uribe walks fast dodding drunks and street hookers around two corners taking the group to a street light and the wall and roof going into the strippingclub.

'Aqui' 'this must be the spot, look this is the only part of the roof where someone can trow a rope or something' 'maybe use the streetlight too' 'the other parts of the roof are to steep' Felix crouches down on the street picking up a piece of metal belonging to the streetlight a cap belonging high on the lightpole.

*Felix Spot success roll

[Strahd_Von_Zarovich]

Yeah, could be.
The professor says and looks at Felix’s founding.
Someone climbed down from this street lamp, breaking it on the way down.

Looking around his companions the professor adds.
Who is the most light weighted from us? Two of us should help the lightets up and brace him, so he’ll be able to see if there is something up there.
The last one should look for more clues around, on the ground and the walls.
Looking around the professor tries to see if there is any beggar around here that must have been seen something.

[Drowned Hero]

Uribe, Felix, Dr Trujillo looks around if anyone lookt like a beggar or a resident of the place finding no one to ask.

Uribe climbed the streetlight and didnt find anything of interest at the roof besides some old cigarettes and bird feces. Trujillo and Felix immediately started looking for new clues finding nothing after a thirty minutes searching up and down the block.

At last Trujillo saying 'seems its a dead end'

[Strahd_Von_Zarovich]

hmmm... so what now?
The professor nods
we can go and investigate the other murder scenes and see if we can link anything

[Drowned Hero]

Originally Posted by Strahd_Von_Zarovich

hmmm... so what now?
The professor nods
we can go and investigate the other murder scenes and see if we can link anything

'Well we still got a list of places' says Uribe handing the list to Juan Martinez

*Sara, Llanquiman. High school girl. Newly internalized at a state school where her parents that lives in south Argentina sent her.
Died at the Hospital after have been severely burned in her bedroom, shy and a uses her free time at the library's of the city.
*Jorge Marron. Teacher, single, death by stabbing inside one of the rooms of a stripper club down town Buenos Aires.
*Simon Lopez. Fabric worker, single. Gambler. Died stabbed and incinerated at his home.
*Fam. Jorquera. Single Mother with two babies. Work at a print shop. Died by pistol wounds in their living room.
 

[Strahd_Von_Zarovich]

The professor takes the note
Poor Sara, It will be rude and not polite to visit the grieving parents of the high school student. We should live her to the end. Thought, we can check out what she worked on in the library.
He scrolls down with his eyes to the next name.
But I think we should go and check that one before we go back to get our sleep. It is becoming late, but for now, the night should conceal our track.
Simon Lopez. A single gambler without a family to disturb. died at his home.
Uribe, take us to his place please.

[Drowned Hero]

Uribe takes you to a cab, and half an hour later you go of the cab in a poor residential area, with three fabrics on the nearby hill.

The streets are deserted and a gusty wind blows from the sea. At a corner is the house of the former fabric worker Simon Lopez. The windows and doors are blown out by the fire as well as the neighborhouse.

'Spooky...' 'do we have lights to enter?'

[Strahd_Von_Zarovich]

Damn, my flash light is not here.
The Prof. curse his luck
I guess will not find matches inside as well
He remarks
Does any of you have a lighter?
If not we’ll have to return to your place and take some important stuff, now that we know that this place his deserted.

[Drowned Hero]

Trujillo takes out a lighter from his pocket 'glad i smoke' he says handing the lighter over to Juan Martinez.

[Strahd_Von_Zarovich]

We should use some flammable material once we inside.

The professor leads the way to the house, once they are near he will take some woods (remains of a fence, or legs of chairs). Lightning an already half burned woods suppose to be easy then lightning a fresh wood. He will search for something to wrap it, like a piece of cloth or other flammable material.

Once they will have light, he will guide his new friends inside.
Beware and watch your step. Who knows what is the condition of the foundations.