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<blockquote data-quote="Nebulous" data-source="post: 4093528" data-attributes="member: 31465"><p><span style="font-size: 15px">Adventure #19: Flames on a Train (Part 2)</span></p><p></p><p><strong>Part 2: The Nairobi Star</strong></p><p></p><p></p><p>The investigators finally arrive in Nairobi, although much later than expected.</p><p></p><p><img src="http://www.med.unc.edu/~saasha/Masks/nairobi.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" /></p><p></p><p>Exhausted, the party checks into the swankiest hotel they can find, The Hampton House, where they enjoy clean sheets and large, comfy beds. </p><p></p><p><img src="http://www.med.unc.edu/~saasha/Masks/hotel.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" /></p><p></p><p>Both Cobblebottom and Lardlover hail from wealthy families, and they don't mind spending cash on the others. Dawn finds them all up early, enjoying a continental breakfast on the ivy-clustered veranda. Nairobi is 6000 feet above sea level, much cooler and crisper than the sweltering coastal streets of Mombasa. As they discuss their options, a black paperboy hands them a one-page newsletter - The Nairobi Star - claiming that it is the best paper in the whole town. And the only paper. A brief glance reveals that there have been some strange deaths at a game lodge in the highlands recently.</p><p></p><p>Strange deaths, eh? </p><p></p><p>Sensing a plot hook, a red herring, or a death lure, they think it might be worth checking out. But first, Lucifer, Chad, and Cobblebottom decide to check the newspaper and search for old articles relating to the Carlyle Expedition five years ago in 1919. The streets are filled with vendors and buyers from many nationalities, as well as a prominent British garrison of armed soldiers. The investigators are careful to make sure their shotguns are left at the Hampton House, although they carry concealed pistols.</p><p></p><p><img src="http://www.med.unc.edu/~saasha/Masks/building.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" /></p><p><img src="http://www.med.unc.edu/~saasha/Masks/nairobi2.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" /></p><p><img src="http://www.med.unc.edu/~saasha/Masks/nairobi3.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" /></p><p></p><p>When they arrive, they find that The Nairobi Star is a small, white clapboard building in whitetown, maintained for many years now by its writer, editor and widowed founder: Mrs. Natalie Smyth-Forbes. </p><p></p><p><img src="http://www.med.unc.edu/~saasha/Masks/natalie.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" /></p><p></p><p>“Hello, gentlemen. May I help you? I am extremely busy right now with the next issue.”</p><p></p><p>She is a graying woman in her mid-fifties, who takes an immediate flirtatious liking to Lester Cobblebottom. Cobblebottom doesn’t know how to react (or Jeff for that matter!) A quick roll of the dice determines that Cobblebottom happens to be a 45-year old virgin...</p><p></p><p>Flustered, flattered, and ultimately embarrassed, Lester Cobblebottom stammers, sweats, and fidgets, which only makes him more endearing to the elderly editor. While Cobblebottom investigates the records, in very close proximity to Natalie Smyth-Forbes, her hand on his shoulder, Chad and Lucifer decide that might it is better to let nature takes its course (<span style="color: red">as unnatural as heterosexuality is to Chad Slambody</span>) so they head into Nairobi to find some guides. Eventually they will have to head into the bush (no pun intended) to find the location of the Carlyle massacre.</p><p></p><p>Meanwhile, Cobblebottom finds two useful articles. </p><p></p><p>One picture features Hyapatia Masters who, in Cobblebottom's professional opinion, looks extremely pregnant. Another picture is of five hanged Nandi tribesmen, who were accused of brutalizing the Carlyle expedition. Natalie remembers each person from the Carlyle Expedition, she interacted with them personally, albeit briefly, and gives her opinions. Roger was strange, she says, and Natalie was sweet, but seemed very tired all of the time. Sir Aubrey Penhew could be overbearing and rude. It isn’t much to go on. </p><p></p><p>She is interrupted by heavy knocking on the door. Sighing, she opens it to reveal a man with a flaming red moustache.</p><p></p><p><img src="http://www.med.unc.edu/~saasha/Masks/colonel.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" /></p><p></p><p>“Mrs. Forbes!” he roars. “With extreme displeasure I must come here yet AGAIN to vent about your publication. I am a legitimate business owner running a legitimate business, and your typed crockery is not helping my material assets! Cease and desist, woman! CEASE AND DESIST!” </p><p></p><p>Frowning, but not budging, Natalie coldly introduces Lester to the boisterous, volatile, Colonel Endicott, owner of the Nairobi Game Lodge, who is furious that Mrs. Smyth-Forbes continues to shed his establishment in a poor light. The deaths were accidents! They shouldn’t have gone out there if they couldn’t rough it, and so on and so forth. He blames the deaths on naivety. One doesn’t go on a professional game hunt expecting to shoot poodles. </p><p></p><p>Natalie vehemently disagrees and feels that it is her personal and civic duty to tell the news how she sees it; if the lodge environment is dangerous, then the community has the right to know. A shouting match ensues, but Cobblebottom cleverly worms his way in between, diffuses the situation, and asks if Colonel Endicott will take him to the lodge. Endicott is pleased by the offer, stating how he can see that Lester is a natural sportsman and hunter, and a date is set for the next morning: 9 am sharp...</p><p></p><p>...and a dinner date is set for Natalie and Lester for that night, once the Colonel has left.</p><p></p><p><img src="http://www.med.unc.edu/~saasha/Masks/pair.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" /></p><p></p><p>While enjoying the company of a vivacious older woman, Lucifer and his manservant Chad Slambody decide that they need more dynamite: they are down to two sticks, and there is nothing in the world more useful than explosives. They get lucky and find a heavily guarded depot outside of town that stocks blasting caps and powder for railway construction. However, getting into the locked and guarded area won’t be so easy.</p><p></p><p>But Chad and Lucifer are long time compatriots in crime, and they devise a plan. Stripping his clothes away, despite the chill at night, and slathering himself in dark paint, Chad slinks like a shadow to the rear of the compound. In the meantime, his devious associate Lardlover boldly strolls to the gate and demands the attention of the four armed British soldiers.</p><p></p><p>These men are not impressed by this tall man in a top hat and cloak, but, Lardlover soon employs impressive sleight of hand, flattery, and a keen use of words. Chad uses this distraction to sneak by, break a lock on an interior door, and infiltrate a storage room. Meanwhile, Lardlover proves himself as an impressive showman.</p><p></p><p>He first wows the guards with magic tricks and eventually a well-placed FIST OF YOG-SOTHOTH! against an innocent apple, exploding the fruit into a hundred wet pieces and cracking the cinderblocks behind it. </p><p></p><p><img src="http://www.med.unc.edu/~saasha/Masks/apple.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" /></p><p></p><p><span style="color: red">[GM Note: This whole theft sequence was actually very lengthy]</span></p><p></p><p>Inside, Chad finds a case of dynamite and is able to get out another door. Their heist is successful, and the guards are awed by the illusory powers of the Great Lucifer Lardlover, magician extraordinaire. He promises them tickets to his show in Brussels if they ever make it out that way, and they give him a standing ovation as he bows and slides into the darkness. Mission accomplished.</p><p> </p><p>But later that night...</p><p></p><p>…the investigators are woken by familiar, eerie whining and whistling, soon accompanied by the crackle and whoosh of flames. Two more fire vampires! The sound alone is enough to send everyone into a panic, but they’re trapped in their rooms. These horrible creatures have materialized practically at their bedsides, and the results are disastrous. They throw pans of water at them, but Cobblebottom is almost killed when the spitting sparks drain his Constitution. He collapses unconscious to the floor, beginning to smolder. Chad Slambody escapes with the case of stolen dynamite by crashing - naked yet again - out of a two-story window. Chang is caught on fire as he flees out the door, dragging the unconscious Lester behind him. Lucifer manages to grab one of their trunks of clues, gear and ammunition and hauls it with him. The hallway is filled with hotel guests and they all rush out of the building together, running for the street as people daisy-chain buckets of water and spray hoses to quench the fire.</p><p></p><p><img src="http://www.med.unc.edu/~saasha/Masks/hampton.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" /></p><p></p><p>The night ends with the Hampton House burning and smoking, and the investigator’s belongings possibly destroyed. From the detonated warehouse in Mombasa, to the burning train in the low country, and now a ravaged hotel in Nairobi, flame and destruction follow on their heels wherever they go, and the investigators realize this time that they could possibly be blamed...</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Nebulous, post: 4093528, member: 31465"] [SIZE=4]Adventure #19: Flames on a Train (Part 2)[/SIZE] [b]Part 2: The Nairobi Star[/b] The investigators finally arrive in Nairobi, although much later than expected. [img]http://www.med.unc.edu/~saasha/Masks/nairobi.jpg[/img] Exhausted, the party checks into the swankiest hotel they can find, The Hampton House, where they enjoy clean sheets and large, comfy beds. [img]http://www.med.unc.edu/~saasha/Masks/hotel.jpg[/img] Both Cobblebottom and Lardlover hail from wealthy families, and they don't mind spending cash on the others. Dawn finds them all up early, enjoying a continental breakfast on the ivy-clustered veranda. Nairobi is 6000 feet above sea level, much cooler and crisper than the sweltering coastal streets of Mombasa. As they discuss their options, a black paperboy hands them a one-page newsletter - The Nairobi Star - claiming that it is the best paper in the whole town. And the only paper. A brief glance reveals that there have been some strange deaths at a game lodge in the highlands recently. Strange deaths, eh? Sensing a plot hook, a red herring, or a death lure, they think it might be worth checking out. But first, Lucifer, Chad, and Cobblebottom decide to check the newspaper and search for old articles relating to the Carlyle Expedition five years ago in 1919. The streets are filled with vendors and buyers from many nationalities, as well as a prominent British garrison of armed soldiers. The investigators are careful to make sure their shotguns are left at the Hampton House, although they carry concealed pistols. [img]http://www.med.unc.edu/~saasha/Masks/building.jpg[/img] [img]http://www.med.unc.edu/~saasha/Masks/nairobi2.jpg[/img] [img]http://www.med.unc.edu/~saasha/Masks/nairobi3.jpg[/img] When they arrive, they find that The Nairobi Star is a small, white clapboard building in whitetown, maintained for many years now by its writer, editor and widowed founder: Mrs. Natalie Smyth-Forbes. [img]http://www.med.unc.edu/~saasha/Masks/natalie.jpg[/img] “Hello, gentlemen. May I help you? I am extremely busy right now with the next issue.” She is a graying woman in her mid-fifties, who takes an immediate flirtatious liking to Lester Cobblebottom. Cobblebottom doesn’t know how to react (or Jeff for that matter!) A quick roll of the dice determines that Cobblebottom happens to be a 45-year old virgin... Flustered, flattered, and ultimately embarrassed, Lester Cobblebottom stammers, sweats, and fidgets, which only makes him more endearing to the elderly editor. While Cobblebottom investigates the records, in very close proximity to Natalie Smyth-Forbes, her hand on his shoulder, Chad and Lucifer decide that might it is better to let nature takes its course ([color=red]as unnatural as heterosexuality is to Chad Slambody[/color]) so they head into Nairobi to find some guides. Eventually they will have to head into the bush (no pun intended) to find the location of the Carlyle massacre. Meanwhile, Cobblebottom finds two useful articles. One picture features Hyapatia Masters who, in Cobblebottom's professional opinion, looks extremely pregnant. Another picture is of five hanged Nandi tribesmen, who were accused of brutalizing the Carlyle expedition. Natalie remembers each person from the Carlyle Expedition, she interacted with them personally, albeit briefly, and gives her opinions. Roger was strange, she says, and Natalie was sweet, but seemed very tired all of the time. Sir Aubrey Penhew could be overbearing and rude. It isn’t much to go on. She is interrupted by heavy knocking on the door. Sighing, she opens it to reveal a man with a flaming red moustache. [img]http://www.med.unc.edu/~saasha/Masks/colonel.jpg[/img] “Mrs. Forbes!” he roars. “With extreme displeasure I must come here yet AGAIN to vent about your publication. I am a legitimate business owner running a legitimate business, and your typed crockery is not helping my material assets! Cease and desist, woman! CEASE AND DESIST!” Frowning, but not budging, Natalie coldly introduces Lester to the boisterous, volatile, Colonel Endicott, owner of the Nairobi Game Lodge, who is furious that Mrs. Smyth-Forbes continues to shed his establishment in a poor light. The deaths were accidents! They shouldn’t have gone out there if they couldn’t rough it, and so on and so forth. He blames the deaths on naivety. One doesn’t go on a professional game hunt expecting to shoot poodles. Natalie vehemently disagrees and feels that it is her personal and civic duty to tell the news how she sees it; if the lodge environment is dangerous, then the community has the right to know. A shouting match ensues, but Cobblebottom cleverly worms his way in between, diffuses the situation, and asks if Colonel Endicott will take him to the lodge. Endicott is pleased by the offer, stating how he can see that Lester is a natural sportsman and hunter, and a date is set for the next morning: 9 am sharp... ...and a dinner date is set for Natalie and Lester for that night, once the Colonel has left. [img]http://www.med.unc.edu/~saasha/Masks/pair.jpg[/img] While enjoying the company of a vivacious older woman, Lucifer and his manservant Chad Slambody decide that they need more dynamite: they are down to two sticks, and there is nothing in the world more useful than explosives. They get lucky and find a heavily guarded depot outside of town that stocks blasting caps and powder for railway construction. However, getting into the locked and guarded area won’t be so easy. But Chad and Lucifer are long time compatriots in crime, and they devise a plan. Stripping his clothes away, despite the chill at night, and slathering himself in dark paint, Chad slinks like a shadow to the rear of the compound. In the meantime, his devious associate Lardlover boldly strolls to the gate and demands the attention of the four armed British soldiers. These men are not impressed by this tall man in a top hat and cloak, but, Lardlover soon employs impressive sleight of hand, flattery, and a keen use of words. Chad uses this distraction to sneak by, break a lock on an interior door, and infiltrate a storage room. Meanwhile, Lardlover proves himself as an impressive showman. He first wows the guards with magic tricks and eventually a well-placed FIST OF YOG-SOTHOTH! against an innocent apple, exploding the fruit into a hundred wet pieces and cracking the cinderblocks behind it. [img]http://www.med.unc.edu/~saasha/Masks/apple.jpg[/img] [color=red][GM Note: This whole theft sequence was actually very lengthy][/color] Inside, Chad finds a case of dynamite and is able to get out another door. Their heist is successful, and the guards are awed by the illusory powers of the Great Lucifer Lardlover, magician extraordinaire. He promises them tickets to his show in Brussels if they ever make it out that way, and they give him a standing ovation as he bows and slides into the darkness. Mission accomplished. But later that night... …the investigators are woken by familiar, eerie whining and whistling, soon accompanied by the crackle and whoosh of flames. Two more fire vampires! The sound alone is enough to send everyone into a panic, but they’re trapped in their rooms. These horrible creatures have materialized practically at their bedsides, and the results are disastrous. They throw pans of water at them, but Cobblebottom is almost killed when the spitting sparks drain his Constitution. He collapses unconscious to the floor, beginning to smolder. Chad Slambody escapes with the case of stolen dynamite by crashing - naked yet again - out of a two-story window. Chang is caught on fire as he flees out the door, dragging the unconscious Lester behind him. Lucifer manages to grab one of their trunks of clues, gear and ammunition and hauls it with him. The hallway is filled with hotel guests and they all rush out of the building together, running for the street as people daisy-chain buckets of water and spray hoses to quench the fire. [img]http://www.med.unc.edu/~saasha/Masks/hampton.jpg[/img] The night ends with the Hampton House burning and smoking, and the investigator’s belongings possibly destroyed. From the detonated warehouse in Mombasa, to the burning train in the low country, and now a ravaged hotel in Nairobi, flame and destruction follow on their heels wherever they go, and the investigators realize this time that they could possibly be blamed... [/QUOTE]
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