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<blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 4430455" data-attributes="member: 3285"><p><strong>A Walk in the Park: Part 3a – Exploring Quelch’s House</strong></p><p></p><p>Quelch’s house had three stories and a cellar. The entire place was very untidy, dirty, and dusty; packing cases, boxes and old newspapers took up nearly all the available floor space, whilst books, bills and manifolds littered every other surface, including the stairs. The ground floor had a selection of middling quality furniture. </p><p></p><p>Kham walked through the place in a haze. The first floor had more than a thousand occult, theological, and philosophical books shelved in no particular order. A quick glance indicated that some were quite rare, some extremely rare.</p><p></p><p>Nine steps lead down from the ground floor into the small cellar area. He crept down the steps. It was a five-foot high space meant for nothing more than coal storage. The stench was horrible.</p><p></p><p>Moonlight illuminated the stairwell from above. Something glittered in a dark corner.</p><p></p><p>Kham crept over to it. It was a vial. An empty vial, with a grayish liquid still at the bottom.</p><p></p><p>He sniffed it. He put a pinky inside the vial and tasted it.</p><p></p><p>Kham knew the taste. He laced his wine with it. Ghoul juice.</p><p></p><p>Two red dots hung in the air in the corner. It took Kham a moment to realize they were a pair of eyes.</p><p></p><p>Something roughly bipedal, with a vaguely canine aspect, came slouching out of the hole. It had a rubbery hide, a mold-caked body, half-hoofed feet, and scaled claws used for burrowing.</p><p></p><p>It moved forward, sniffing and huffing. It circled him. Kham didn’t move.</p><p></p><p>More came out of the hole. Three. Four. Five.</p><p></p><p>They circled him, sniffing and hooting softly to each other. And all the while the red eyes watched him, drinking him in. </p><p></p><p>There was a shout behind Kham. It might have been Vlad, but he wasn’t sure. Sounds of combat. Screams.</p><p></p><p>“Ghouls!” shouted Vlad.</p><p></p><p>They overwhelmed the Milandisian. Grasping claws clutched at Vlad, yanking him into the enveloping womb of darkness. Kham caught a glimpse of his feet disappearing into the tunnel. </p><p></p><p>“Stand back!” Sebastian shouted behind Kham. “<span style="font-family: 'Impact'">Incendiaries globus!</span>”</p><p></p><p>Flames licked around him. </p><p></p><p>Kham sat, slouched in the corner, oblivious. </p><p></p><p>He just rocked himself and whispered over and over. “Why didn’t they attack me?”</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="talien, post: 4430455, member: 3285"] [b]A Walk in the Park: Part 3a – Exploring Quelch’s House[/b] Quelch’s house had three stories and a cellar. The entire place was very untidy, dirty, and dusty; packing cases, boxes and old newspapers took up nearly all the available floor space, whilst books, bills and manifolds littered every other surface, including the stairs. The ground floor had a selection of middling quality furniture. Kham walked through the place in a haze. The first floor had more than a thousand occult, theological, and philosophical books shelved in no particular order. A quick glance indicated that some were quite rare, some extremely rare. Nine steps lead down from the ground floor into the small cellar area. He crept down the steps. It was a five-foot high space meant for nothing more than coal storage. The stench was horrible. Moonlight illuminated the stairwell from above. Something glittered in a dark corner. Kham crept over to it. It was a vial. An empty vial, with a grayish liquid still at the bottom. He sniffed it. He put a pinky inside the vial and tasted it. Kham knew the taste. He laced his wine with it. Ghoul juice. Two red dots hung in the air in the corner. It took Kham a moment to realize they were a pair of eyes. Something roughly bipedal, with a vaguely canine aspect, came slouching out of the hole. It had a rubbery hide, a mold-caked body, half-hoofed feet, and scaled claws used for burrowing. It moved forward, sniffing and huffing. It circled him. Kham didn’t move. More came out of the hole. Three. Four. Five. They circled him, sniffing and hooting softly to each other. And all the while the red eyes watched him, drinking him in. There was a shout behind Kham. It might have been Vlad, but he wasn’t sure. Sounds of combat. Screams. “Ghouls!” shouted Vlad. They overwhelmed the Milandisian. Grasping claws clutched at Vlad, yanking him into the enveloping womb of darkness. Kham caught a glimpse of his feet disappearing into the tunnel. “Stand back!” Sebastian shouted behind Kham. “[FONT="Impact"]Incendiaries globus![/FONT]” Flames licked around him. Kham sat, slouched in the corner, oblivious. He just rocked himself and whispered over and over. “Why didn’t they attack me?” [/QUOTE]
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