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<blockquote data-quote="Nebulous" data-source="post: 4070820" data-attributes="member: 31465"><p><span style="font-size: 15px">Adventure #17: Cats in the Museum</span></p><p></p><p>Lucifer, Chad and Chang have no sooner crawled out of the secret entrance when they hear angry shouts: they are being pursued! But their friend Morty is not with them, and they never actually saw him devoured by the abomination below. The rope is taut and shaking, but after shouting down and receiving no answer, Lucifer decides to cut it. But he only has a pocketknife, so eschewing that idea, he unloads his shotgun. The rope snaps, and they hear screams as someone plunges to the bottom.</p><p></p><p><img src="http://www.med.unc.edu/~saasha/Masks/GizaNight1.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" /></p><p></p><p>It is dark out. They wait for a few moments and are displeased to see pinpricks of light approaching them from two different directions: cultists have begun swarming out of the Great Hall from other entrances. It is a five-mile tram ride from Cairo, but the transit station is closed. As they debate what to do...</p><p></p><p><img src="http://www.med.unc.edu/~saasha/Masks/lester.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" /></p><p></p><p>... Worthington Lester Cobblebottom IV, M.D., Ph.D., Esq., (Jeff’s 2nd character) is asleep in his silk embroidered pajamas in a converted storage closet at the Cairo Museum. He rolls over, dreaming--of all things!--meowing cats, to which he is extremely allergic. He falls back asleep, hugging his fluffy pillow...</p><p></p><p>...while Chad, Chang and Lucifer strike out into the desert, hoping to circumvent the men targeting them. They want to make a wide berth around their pursuers, and eventually return to the tram tracks. They discuss ambushing the enemy, but there are too many of them, and no adequate place to hide. They stop and wait out in the desert, until the torches reach their original exit point, and then follow their tracks through the sand. They didn’t even think about that!</p><p></p><p>...when Cobblebottom thinks he hears cats again. He sits up this time, thoroughly annoyed, and stuffs a towel under the door. Dr. Ali Kafour will hear about this in the morning, that's for sure! Lester regrets he did not stay in a hotel. He settles back down and closes his eyes...</p><p></p><p>...as Lucifer decides that he will block their advance with magic. The cultists are half a mile away, but there is nowhere to run or hide except deeper into the desert. Lucifer calls forth another billowing wall of fog that bubbles up from the ground. It is a huge area, and gives the party time to escape. They move as fast as they can, until they reach the transit station, and see more people gathered in front of the Sphinx. Despite how many cultists died during the ritual, there are obviously many survivors, and possibly even their leader, Omar Shakti, who they did not see physically perish. Deciding that the Museum is their best refuge, they begin trotting along the tram tracks, heading toward the distant lights of Cairo...</p><p></p><p>...when Cobblebottom hears a scream. This time he shoots up, determined to find out what is happening. He gets dressed, grabs a flashlight, and steps out into the hallway. He is in the basement level, well below the Third Dynasty display room and the Administrative Wing. At the top of the stairs he sees a cat staring at him with wide yellow eyes. Annoyed, he covers his hand and nose, and skirts by it. The cat hisses and scratches, but Cobblebottom reaches the Exhibit room. It is completely dark and silent in the museum, no sign of life at all, although there are usually one or two security guards making rounds. There is another gentleman staying in the Museum as well, a drunken Dutchman named Janwillen Vanheuven, who owns a book called the Black Rites that Cobblebottom has been secretly translating. The Dutchman is a drunk and a fool, but Cobblebottom is pleased to be able to work so closely with the great Dr. Ali Kafour and his exquisite collection of rare artifacts. </p><p></p><p>Feeling like he is being watched, Cobblebottom tiptoes through the display room, splashing light everywhere, highlighting leering stone statues of Horus, Isis, and Ra, and other Egyptian gods who care little for his well being. Perhaps he just imagines these statues watching him?</p><p></p><p style="text-align: center"><img src="http://www.med.unc.edu/~saasha/Masks/horus.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" /></p><p></p><p>He reaches the entry room where the guard kiosk waits by the front door. He approaches carefully, and is shocked to see a bloody handprint on the glass! There is more blood inside, but no sign of the night watchman. Extremely worried now, Cobblebottom shakes the front door. It is locked, and only the night guard has the key. He decides to go to the Dutchman's room.</p><p></p><p>That is when Cobblebottom spots five cats on the stairwell to the second-floor display rooms. Unnerved now, he skitters through the dim light, and by chance throws a glance behind him…</p><p></p><p>...and sees a LARGE feline shape slink between the shadows...</p><p></p><p>...as the others trudge wearily to within a mile of the city. They have eluded their pursuers so far, and all they care about now is finding a place to sleep and forget about the atrocities witnessed beneath Giza...</p><p></p><p>...but Cobblebottom feels a hollow bubble of fear form in his stomach.</p><p></p><p>Why does Dr. Kafour have cats in his museum!? And big ones too! He races to the basement entrance and sees the door ajar, and another bloody handprint on the door. He opens the door and finds the crumpled body of the security guard on the platform below, his throat ripped out, his body cooling in a pool of blood. Steadying himself, Cobblebottom eases down the stairs, and estimates that the guard has been dead less than half an hour.</p><p></p><p>He hears a low, rumbling growl, and then an adult female lion pounces toward him from around the corner! Cobblebottom squeals in terror, grabs the guard's pistol from the holster, and (fortunately winning an initiative roll) flees to the top of the stairs and slams the door, even as the lion thuds against it, roaring and clawing. He was only seconds from death. </p><p></p><p>Shaking with fear, he runs to the main foyer, and sees a black panther loping toward him. </p><p></p><p><img src="http://www.med.unc.edu/~saasha/Masks/panther.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" /></p><p></p><p>He is trapped, but then Cobblebottom spots another figure in the recesses of the room. A woman says:</p><p></p><p>"Return what was stolen! The Black Rites! I have asked too many times now."</p><p></p><p>He knows that Janwillen Vanheuven keeps the papyrus scrolls tucked under his bed, so Cobblebottom agrees to get them. The mysterious woman says that the cats will not attack if he obeys her. So Cobblebottom opens the door, eases past the lion licking blood from her paws, and navigates the basement until he reaches Vanheuven's room, and sees an angry alley cat pawing under the door...</p><p></p><p>...and around this time the others have stumbled across the city limits. They make their way to the museum and knock on the glass door, but the guard does not answer. Probably making his rounds, so they decide to wait...</p><p></p><p>...although Cobblebottom does not wait long to enter Vanheuven's room. He tries to talk sense to the Dutchman first, but he refuses to listen, so using his key, Cobblebottom opens the door and forces his way in. He begins to wrestle the unshaven, smelly man, who clutches the Black Rites to his bare chest, willing to die rather than</p><p>release the stolen scrolls that will make him famous!</p><p></p><p>But Lester beats the man into submission, cracking his head against the floor. Janwillen falls limp, mumbling, “Famous…famous…” through bloody lips. Lester staggers out of the room with the prize. </p><p></p><p>“I have it!” he shouts. “I have it! Don’t hurt me!”</p><p></p><p>He runs upstairs around the same time that Chad, Lardlover, and Chang are getting very worried. [They’re also having the meta-game issue of watching Lester nearly die while they loiter outside the museum]. </p><p></p><p>They finally smash a window and alarms start ringing.</p><p></p><p>“That’ll wake ‘em up,” mutters Chad.</p><p></p><p>Lester runs upstairs, sees Chad, Chang and Lardlover, and then everyone sees the seductive priestess of Bast petting her black panther. The panther growls at them, but does not attack.</p><p></p><p><img src="http://www.med.unc.edu/~saasha/Masks/bast4.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" /></p><p></p><p>“Your stubbornness has brought death,” she says. “You should have listened sooner. Wrap the book, fool, and bring it to me.”</p><p></p><p>Nodding and shaking, Lester does as instructed and drapes the Black Rites in his pajama top. He approaches her, but Lardlover intervenes.</p><p></p><p>“Are you sure you want to do that, Cobblebottom?” </p><p></p><p>Chad fingers the safety on his shotgun. Chang licks his lips and waits. Lardlover stares intently at the Cat Lady, whose dark eyes never leave his face. She stalks closer to him, the panther trotting at her side, a low growl reverberating in its throat. She approaches within a few inches of his face, but Lucifer is only a man, and even his black heart quickens. Rosy lips brush his own. </p><p></p><p>“Why would you resist?” she breathes. “The book is nothing to you.” She steps around him toward Chang, who is likewise enraptured by her beauty. But when she sidles up to Chad Slambody, he easily rebukes her wiles. </p><p></p><p>“Take your book and scram, lady. I’m tired.”</p><p></p><p><span style="color: red">[GM Note: This was a very interesting encounter because we determined that Chad Slambody is completely, utterly and unavoidably GAY. His homosexuality becomes a theme of his character, and actually dips into some pretty bizarre territory as his mental stability dwindles. Leo even started using a <span style="color: pink">set of pink dice</span>. Yes, we’re very immature sometimes].</span></p><p></p><p>The Cat Lady grabs the Black Rites from Lester, and throwing a final glare at the men, she steps through the shattered door and vanishes as if the darkness swallowed her up. There are still a few small cats poking around, but the large ones have disappeared with her.</p><p></p><p><img src="http://www.med.unc.edu/~saasha/Masks/bas3t.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" /></p><p></p><p>Lester Cobblebottom wipes the sweat from his face. “What in God’s name was that all about?”</p><p></p><p>***</p><p></p><p>The alarm is still blaring when the authorities and Dr. Ali Kafour arrive. There are considerable questions to be answered, such as how the guards died, and who did it? But footprints in the blood reveal distinct paw prints, and the wounds are obviously animal-inflicted. </p><p></p><p>The unbelievable story is corroborated by the four characters; someone broke into the museum and released a panther from the zoo. </p><p></p><p>Dr. Kafour vouches for the investigators and proves that they are currently staying as guests. As usual, they seem to be involved at the center of a violent crime. After the authorities leave and the PC’s have made their final statements, Dr. Ali Kafour informs the group that the servants of Nyarlathotep will stop at nothing to kill them now. </p><p></p><p>“My friends, you must leave the country as soon as possible. The danger is only beginning now.”</p><p></p><p>But destroying the mummy Queen Nitcrosis, Ali assures them, was a great blow against Nyarlathotep’s plans. This will set back the god’s agenda, although he feels that the overall plot is not thwarted. Nevertheless, the investigators still have the mummy, the Girdle, the Necklace and the Crown in their possession. Rather than risk these items being stolen again, the mummy is stuffed into a sarcophagus until Ali can work on destroying it, the Girdle is locked in a vault, the Necklace is thrown into a chest and sunk seven miles offshore, and the Crown is shipped to another country under false labels, hopefully lost forever in some foreign warehouse.</p><p></p><p>During these few days they all keep a low profile, and Worthington Lester Cobblebottom IV, M.D., Ph.D., Esq. is given a brief explanation of their quest. They need help desperately, and a man with Lester’s skills will prove useful. And in typical Cthluhu-fashion, Lester abandons his sedentary career to galumph across the world to certain doom with strangers following vague hints and ramblings from deceased madmen. Why not?</p><p></p><p>There are several clues leading to Kenya, Australia, and China. Dr. Kafour arranges a camel caravan that will take them to the east coast, and from there a steamer to Mombasa, where the investigators will continue their search for the lost Carlyle Expedition, and perhaps prevent the birth of his son, a possible Anti-Christ, at a mysterious place called the Mountain of the Black Wind...</p><p></p><p style="text-align: center"><img src="http://www.med.unc.edu/~saasha/Masks/kenya2.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" /></p><p></p><p>The days ahead will prove very difficult.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Nebulous, post: 4070820, member: 31465"] [size=4]Adventure #17: Cats in the Museum[/size] Lucifer, Chad and Chang have no sooner crawled out of the secret entrance when they hear angry shouts: they are being pursued! But their friend Morty is not with them, and they never actually saw him devoured by the abomination below. The rope is taut and shaking, but after shouting down and receiving no answer, Lucifer decides to cut it. But he only has a pocketknife, so eschewing that idea, he unloads his shotgun. The rope snaps, and they hear screams as someone plunges to the bottom. [img]http://www.med.unc.edu/~saasha/Masks/GizaNight1.jpg[/img] It is dark out. They wait for a few moments and are displeased to see pinpricks of light approaching them from two different directions: cultists have begun swarming out of the Great Hall from other entrances. It is a five-mile tram ride from Cairo, but the transit station is closed. As they debate what to do... [img]http://www.med.unc.edu/~saasha/Masks/lester.jpg[/img] ... Worthington Lester Cobblebottom IV, M.D., Ph.D., Esq., (Jeff’s 2nd character) is asleep in his silk embroidered pajamas in a converted storage closet at the Cairo Museum. He rolls over, dreaming--of all things!--meowing cats, to which he is extremely allergic. He falls back asleep, hugging his fluffy pillow... ...while Chad, Chang and Lucifer strike out into the desert, hoping to circumvent the men targeting them. They want to make a wide berth around their pursuers, and eventually return to the tram tracks. They discuss ambushing the enemy, but there are too many of them, and no adequate place to hide. They stop and wait out in the desert, until the torches reach their original exit point, and then follow their tracks through the sand. They didn’t even think about that! ...when Cobblebottom thinks he hears cats again. He sits up this time, thoroughly annoyed, and stuffs a towel under the door. Dr. Ali Kafour will hear about this in the morning, that's for sure! Lester regrets he did not stay in a hotel. He settles back down and closes his eyes... ...as Lucifer decides that he will block their advance with magic. The cultists are half a mile away, but there is nowhere to run or hide except deeper into the desert. Lucifer calls forth another billowing wall of fog that bubbles up from the ground. It is a huge area, and gives the party time to escape. They move as fast as they can, until they reach the transit station, and see more people gathered in front of the Sphinx. Despite how many cultists died during the ritual, there are obviously many survivors, and possibly even their leader, Omar Shakti, who they did not see physically perish. Deciding that the Museum is their best refuge, they begin trotting along the tram tracks, heading toward the distant lights of Cairo... ...when Cobblebottom hears a scream. This time he shoots up, determined to find out what is happening. He gets dressed, grabs a flashlight, and steps out into the hallway. He is in the basement level, well below the Third Dynasty display room and the Administrative Wing. At the top of the stairs he sees a cat staring at him with wide yellow eyes. Annoyed, he covers his hand and nose, and skirts by it. The cat hisses and scratches, but Cobblebottom reaches the Exhibit room. It is completely dark and silent in the museum, no sign of life at all, although there are usually one or two security guards making rounds. There is another gentleman staying in the Museum as well, a drunken Dutchman named Janwillen Vanheuven, who owns a book called the Black Rites that Cobblebottom has been secretly translating. The Dutchman is a drunk and a fool, but Cobblebottom is pleased to be able to work so closely with the great Dr. Ali Kafour and his exquisite collection of rare artifacts. Feeling like he is being watched, Cobblebottom tiptoes through the display room, splashing light everywhere, highlighting leering stone statues of Horus, Isis, and Ra, and other Egyptian gods who care little for his well being. Perhaps he just imagines these statues watching him? [center][img]http://www.med.unc.edu/~saasha/Masks/horus.jpg[/img][/center] He reaches the entry room where the guard kiosk waits by the front door. He approaches carefully, and is shocked to see a bloody handprint on the glass! There is more blood inside, but no sign of the night watchman. Extremely worried now, Cobblebottom shakes the front door. It is locked, and only the night guard has the key. He decides to go to the Dutchman's room. That is when Cobblebottom spots five cats on the stairwell to the second-floor display rooms. Unnerved now, he skitters through the dim light, and by chance throws a glance behind him… ...and sees a LARGE feline shape slink between the shadows... ...as the others trudge wearily to within a mile of the city. They have eluded their pursuers so far, and all they care about now is finding a place to sleep and forget about the atrocities witnessed beneath Giza... ...but Cobblebottom feels a hollow bubble of fear form in his stomach. Why does Dr. Kafour have cats in his museum!? And big ones too! He races to the basement entrance and sees the door ajar, and another bloody handprint on the door. He opens the door and finds the crumpled body of the security guard on the platform below, his throat ripped out, his body cooling in a pool of blood. Steadying himself, Cobblebottom eases down the stairs, and estimates that the guard has been dead less than half an hour. He hears a low, rumbling growl, and then an adult female lion pounces toward him from around the corner! Cobblebottom squeals in terror, grabs the guard's pistol from the holster, and (fortunately winning an initiative roll) flees to the top of the stairs and slams the door, even as the lion thuds against it, roaring and clawing. He was only seconds from death. Shaking with fear, he runs to the main foyer, and sees a black panther loping toward him. [img]http://www.med.unc.edu/~saasha/Masks/panther.jpg[/img] He is trapped, but then Cobblebottom spots another figure in the recesses of the room. A woman says: "Return what was stolen! The Black Rites! I have asked too many times now." He knows that Janwillen Vanheuven keeps the papyrus scrolls tucked under his bed, so Cobblebottom agrees to get them. The mysterious woman says that the cats will not attack if he obeys her. So Cobblebottom opens the door, eases past the lion licking blood from her paws, and navigates the basement until he reaches Vanheuven's room, and sees an angry alley cat pawing under the door... ...and around this time the others have stumbled across the city limits. They make their way to the museum and knock on the glass door, but the guard does not answer. Probably making his rounds, so they decide to wait... ...although Cobblebottom does not wait long to enter Vanheuven's room. He tries to talk sense to the Dutchman first, but he refuses to listen, so using his key, Cobblebottom opens the door and forces his way in. He begins to wrestle the unshaven, smelly man, who clutches the Black Rites to his bare chest, willing to die rather than release the stolen scrolls that will make him famous! But Lester beats the man into submission, cracking his head against the floor. Janwillen falls limp, mumbling, “Famous…famous…” through bloody lips. Lester staggers out of the room with the prize. “I have it!” he shouts. “I have it! Don’t hurt me!” He runs upstairs around the same time that Chad, Lardlover, and Chang are getting very worried. [They’re also having the meta-game issue of watching Lester nearly die while they loiter outside the museum]. They finally smash a window and alarms start ringing. “That’ll wake ‘em up,” mutters Chad. Lester runs upstairs, sees Chad, Chang and Lardlover, and then everyone sees the seductive priestess of Bast petting her black panther. The panther growls at them, but does not attack. [img]http://www.med.unc.edu/~saasha/Masks/bast4.jpg[/img] “Your stubbornness has brought death,” she says. “You should have listened sooner. Wrap the book, fool, and bring it to me.” Nodding and shaking, Lester does as instructed and drapes the Black Rites in his pajama top. He approaches her, but Lardlover intervenes. “Are you sure you want to do that, Cobblebottom?” Chad fingers the safety on his shotgun. Chang licks his lips and waits. Lardlover stares intently at the Cat Lady, whose dark eyes never leave his face. She stalks closer to him, the panther trotting at her side, a low growl reverberating in its throat. She approaches within a few inches of his face, but Lucifer is only a man, and even his black heart quickens. Rosy lips brush his own. “Why would you resist?” she breathes. “The book is nothing to you.” She steps around him toward Chang, who is likewise enraptured by her beauty. But when she sidles up to Chad Slambody, he easily rebukes her wiles. “Take your book and scram, lady. I’m tired.” [color=red][GM Note: This was a very interesting encounter because we determined that Chad Slambody is completely, utterly and unavoidably GAY. His homosexuality becomes a theme of his character, and actually dips into some pretty bizarre territory as his mental stability dwindles. Leo even started using a [color=pink]set of pink dice[/color]. Yes, we’re very immature sometimes].[/color] The Cat Lady grabs the Black Rites from Lester, and throwing a final glare at the men, she steps through the shattered door and vanishes as if the darkness swallowed her up. There are still a few small cats poking around, but the large ones have disappeared with her. [img]http://www.med.unc.edu/~saasha/Masks/bas3t.jpg[/img] Lester Cobblebottom wipes the sweat from his face. “What in God’s name was that all about?” *** The alarm is still blaring when the authorities and Dr. Ali Kafour arrive. There are considerable questions to be answered, such as how the guards died, and who did it? But footprints in the blood reveal distinct paw prints, and the wounds are obviously animal-inflicted. The unbelievable story is corroborated by the four characters; someone broke into the museum and released a panther from the zoo. Dr. Kafour vouches for the investigators and proves that they are currently staying as guests. As usual, they seem to be involved at the center of a violent crime. After the authorities leave and the PC’s have made their final statements, Dr. Ali Kafour informs the group that the servants of Nyarlathotep will stop at nothing to kill them now. “My friends, you must leave the country as soon as possible. The danger is only beginning now.” But destroying the mummy Queen Nitcrosis, Ali assures them, was a great blow against Nyarlathotep’s plans. This will set back the god’s agenda, although he feels that the overall plot is not thwarted. Nevertheless, the investigators still have the mummy, the Girdle, the Necklace and the Crown in their possession. Rather than risk these items being stolen again, the mummy is stuffed into a sarcophagus until Ali can work on destroying it, the Girdle is locked in a vault, the Necklace is thrown into a chest and sunk seven miles offshore, and the Crown is shipped to another country under false labels, hopefully lost forever in some foreign warehouse. During these few days they all keep a low profile, and Worthington Lester Cobblebottom IV, M.D., Ph.D., Esq. is given a brief explanation of their quest. They need help desperately, and a man with Lester’s skills will prove useful. And in typical Cthluhu-fashion, Lester abandons his sedentary career to galumph across the world to certain doom with strangers following vague hints and ramblings from deceased madmen. Why not? There are several clues leading to Kenya, Australia, and China. Dr. Kafour arranges a camel caravan that will take them to the east coast, and from there a steamer to Mombasa, where the investigators will continue their search for the lost Carlyle Expedition, and perhaps prevent the birth of his son, a possible Anti-Christ, at a mysterious place called the Mountain of the Black Wind... [center][img]http://www.med.unc.edu/~saasha/Masks/kenya2.jpg[/img][/center] The days ahead will prove very difficult. [/QUOTE]
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