Bloodweaver1
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ooc: Sorry been busy, will respond shortly.
[VtR][Mature] Born into Darkness: Arc 1
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Bloodweaver1
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Cole Braddock
Cole lends his aid in the search wear he can and as best as possible. He moves towards the weapons once they are found and does a thorough inspection of each. Making sure that they haven’t been tampered with or damaged. As he is doing this he also moves into the next room and attempts to help Beth with her translations.
Cole lends his aid in the search wear he can and as best as possible. He moves towards the weapons once they are found and does a thorough inspection of each. Making sure that they haven’t been tampered with or damaged. As he is doing this he also moves into the next room and attempts to help Beth with her translations.
Graf
Explorer
Cole checks the weapons carefully, he hasn't has a lot of experience with modern weapons yet (LB didn't have any around his haven) but they look functional.
[sblock=The guns]
The Mossberg is a pump action shotgun with a pistol grip.
The holdout is a cheap knock off, easy to conceal.
ooc: see Archer's explanation below for more details[/sblock]
Each has been fired once.
Beth is no longer in Frank's Room, instead she's just finished changing into a black ensemble.
[sblock=The guns]
The Mossberg is a pump action shotgun with a pistol grip.
The holdout is a cheap knock off, easy to conceal.
ooc: see Archer's explanation below for more details[/sblock]
Each has been fired once.
Beth is no longer in Frank's Room, instead she's just finished changing into a black ensemble.
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Graf
Explorer
[sblock=OOC Equipment]
I've made an equipment post. You can post in that thread if you have general equipment questions, or character stat block questions.
At some point we may switch to some other system for now this seems easiest.
Before you leave I need to know who's carrying what and how.
("We make a massive bundle out of bedsheets, stuff everything in and Biggs carries it" is a fine answer btw, it doesn't need to be fancy).
Re: The books (as mentioned in the post above)
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I've made an equipment post. You can post in that thread if you have general equipment questions, or character stat block questions.
At some point we may switch to some other system for now this seems easiest.
Before you leave I need to know who's carrying what and how.
("We make a massive bundle out of bedsheets, stuff everything in and Biggs carries it" is a fine answer btw, it doesn't need to be fancy).
Re: The books (as mentioned in the post above)
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Festy_Dog
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[sblock=ooc]Sorry I've been slow to post, the past few days were rather hectic.[/sblock]
Archer nodded understandingly, "Fair enough. You know more than I on the topic so I'll leave the decision to you as to whether it's worth bringing along."
"I wouldn't worry about that, Frank was definitely alive. I bore witness to him eating and breathing and engaging in many an activity a warm-blooded, living individual would enjoy or at least deem necessary to survival.
"But just to be safe," while inspecting something in the kitchen Archer gives a description of Frank.
He carefully removed the card from the back of the cupboard door and looked at it. Gkao Golden Spice. This would be the easiest step forward when progressing his own investigation. He pocketed the card and sniffed around for the acrid ginger. After bundling a couple of pieces into some tightly bound cling wrap he added that too to his pocket and migrated to the foyer.
After some searching Archer found himself preoccupied with a tiny scorch mark on the ceiling. He remembered the white glow from the fight, and realised it correlated with the tiny mark. Carrying a chair from the kitchen he used it to get closer to the scorch mark, inspecting it further. What on Earth could it have been? Time was short and he couldn't waste too much, if the scorch was worth anything he could always come back.
The chair was returned to the kitchen. A futile effort considering the state of the apartment but Archer was just that kind of person. He lugged his notably heavier suitcase towards the apartment's entrance before going to gather the others.
Archer squinted at the writing, trying to will away the dizziness that Frank's drawings inflicted upon him. That seemed like Arabic alright, but the writing looked terrible at the best of times. Archer had spent some time in the Middle East but for the most part he'd let his Arabic fall by the wayside, so much so that the scratchings meant nothing to him now. He was terrible at keeping practice because languages were so tedious for him. This however appeared to be good reason to perhaps brush up on those languages he'd forgotten.
Archer looked over Cole's shoulder to give his opinion.
"Mossberg 590 and a cheap knockoff of a Taurus Model 731," Archer traced a line down the barrel of the shotgun with his finger, ending with it perched atop the iron sights, "The sights are off. An impact caused a hairline stress fracture and twisted the barrel slightly. It'll work fine, but the barrel's going to need replacing at some point in future. Repeated firing is only going to aggravate the problem. The Taurus knockoff is, well, exactly that. Normally a Model 731 takes .32 Magnum but I'd only trust that clone with a mild P+ .32 ACP load at most. Hell, I'm not a big fan of Taurus in the first place so a cheap clone inspires nil confidence in me. That said, a gun is a gun and we can't afford to be fussy. Pity they didn't leave any spare cartridges."
"That looks pretty good on you," Archer smiled, but the clothes reminded him of Celeste. He missed her, much to his chagrin.
With the suitcase at the entrance Archer hunted about for another bag, briefcase or suitcase left in the apartment with which to carry the rest of the novels.
"Once we've got these novels dealt with I'm good to go."
[sblock=ooc]Archer will be carrying his own suitcase.[/sblock]
OnlytheStrong said:
Archer nodded understandingly, "Fair enough. You know more than I on the topic so I'll leave the decision to you as to whether it's worth bringing along."
WarShrike said:
"I wouldn't worry about that, Frank was definitely alive. I bore witness to him eating and breathing and engaging in many an activity a warm-blooded, living individual would enjoy or at least deem necessary to survival.
"But just to be safe," while inspecting something in the kitchen Archer gives a description of Frank.
He carefully removed the card from the back of the cupboard door and looked at it. Gkao Golden Spice. This would be the easiest step forward when progressing his own investigation. He pocketed the card and sniffed around for the acrid ginger. After bundling a couple of pieces into some tightly bound cling wrap he added that too to his pocket and migrated to the foyer.
After some searching Archer found himself preoccupied with a tiny scorch mark on the ceiling. He remembered the white glow from the fight, and realised it correlated with the tiny mark. Carrying a chair from the kitchen he used it to get closer to the scorch mark, inspecting it further. What on Earth could it have been? Time was short and he couldn't waste too much, if the scorch was worth anything he could always come back.
The chair was returned to the kitchen. A futile effort considering the state of the apartment but Archer was just that kind of person. He lugged his notably heavier suitcase towards the apartment's entrance before going to gather the others.
industrygothica said:
Archer squinted at the writing, trying to will away the dizziness that Frank's drawings inflicted upon him. That seemed like Arabic alright, but the writing looked terrible at the best of times. Archer had spent some time in the Middle East but for the most part he'd let his Arabic fall by the wayside, so much so that the scratchings meant nothing to him now. He was terrible at keeping practice because languages were so tedious for him. This however appeared to be good reason to perhaps brush up on those languages he'd forgotten.
Graf said:
Archer looked over Cole's shoulder to give his opinion.
"Mossberg 590 and a cheap knockoff of a Taurus Model 731," Archer traced a line down the barrel of the shotgun with his finger, ending with it perched atop the iron sights, "The sights are off. An impact caused a hairline stress fracture and twisted the barrel slightly. It'll work fine, but the barrel's going to need replacing at some point in future. Repeated firing is only going to aggravate the problem. The Taurus knockoff is, well, exactly that. Normally a Model 731 takes .32 Magnum but I'd only trust that clone with a mild P+ .32 ACP load at most. Hell, I'm not a big fan of Taurus in the first place so a cheap clone inspires nil confidence in me. That said, a gun is a gun and we can't afford to be fussy. Pity they didn't leave any spare cartridges."
industrygothica said:
"That looks pretty good on you," Archer smiled, but the clothes reminded him of Celeste. He missed her, much to his chagrin.
With the suitcase at the entrance Archer hunted about for another bag, briefcase or suitcase left in the apartment with which to carry the rest of the novels.
"Once we've got these novels dealt with I'm good to go."
[sblock=ooc]Archer will be carrying his own suitcase.[/sblock]
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Graf
Explorer
[sblock=Dates]This may just be Warshrike role playing Biggs as not-detail-oriented, but the second date is March 22nd.[/sblock]WarShrike said:
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Distracted by her new clothing, Beth does not make any connections with the date.
[sblock=Sometime the dice don't love you]What can I say?
Better to flub something like this I suppose.[/sblock]
Archer said:
[sblock=Description of Frank]Frank's a while pudgy male, average hight at best (165cm). Balding brown hair, prominent nose,. Unpleasant brown, reptilian eyes.
Superficially obsequious, barely restrained sense of superiority, poor dressing skills.[/sblock]
[sblock=Description of Vanderchild]Diego's recollection of Vanderchild is of an older white man, distinguished, taller than average (175cm), receding blondish white hair, handsome-once-boyish face, blue eyes.
Distracted, haughty, easily confused. Usually fashionably if ostentatiously dressed (wears ascots around the house, but it looks like a shtick instead of just bad taste).[/sblock]
[sblock=Whatta day for rolls]Festy stole ig's luck. It's the only explanation.[/sblock]Festy said:
Archer balances a tall wooden bar stool from the kitchen on top of a table to get to the vaulted ceiling. He can vaguely make out the tracings of a shape in the burned wood. It looks like there was a mark there all right.
[sblock=Archer's Flashback]
During a visit to the Middle East (Istanbul? the city escapes him) Archer remembers getting lost in one of the great covered markets. He finally found an old stall in run by a creepy old Indian man with a thick british accent, who extorted him to buy one of the "Lost Amulets of Arabia" that he might find his way out.
Archer, desperate to make it on time to a business meeting, agreed to buy the amulet, with the assurance that the old man's great-grand son would guide him out the right exit.
There was some complicated story about the amulet having the mark of some spirit, that would protect the boy, while he was traveling with Archer, who was destined (the man assured him) to draw the eye of dark creatures.
Archer made it to his meeting "acceptably late" (in fact he realized later he'd probably made a more positive impression showing up a half hour late than if he had been on time) and wrote the whole thing off as a funny story.
Later, over a cup of aromatic coffee, a contact in the region had explained that some people in that part of the world took these spirits, called Jinn very seriously; they were even mentioned in the Holy Book.
Generally that sort of thing is discouraged by religious authorities, but we take a more nuanced approach to our superstitions than you Christians, his contact had said with a laugh.
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[sblock]Can't tell you how surprised I was when you picked Arabic as a language.
Still it didn't survive the transition to your new low-xp-state so...[/sblock]
The best thing Archer can find are two heavy canvas laundry bags.
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Graf
Explorer
The Elevator Comith
Archer finishes inspecting the ceiling and piles the rest of the books into the canvas bags with Diego's help.
[sblock=the hash]Dump the hash in or leave it?[/sblock]
Biggs, loitering around the foyer, notices the elevator, which had gone down to the third floor, is now coming back up.
It's passing the 8th floor now.
Archer finishes inspecting the ceiling and piles the rest of the books into the canvas bags with Diego's help.
[sblock=the hash]Dump the hash in or leave it?[/sblock]
Biggs, loitering around the foyer, notices the elevator, which had gone down to the third floor, is now coming back up.
It's passing the 8th floor now.
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