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[CoC] Nocturnum -- Part I - Chapter 1 Snowflake Valey [Completed]
- Thread starter The Forsaken One
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Argent Silvermage
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OOC: Can Ray get an idea of what the bartender was up to with the beer?
Hey guys. I'm getting that feeling again. Something is wrong here.
Hey guys. I'm getting that feeling again. Something is wrong here.
The Forsaken One
Explorer
Evening of Arrival--Day 0
As far as you can make out, the bartender didn't mean anything with the beer. Seems like he just estimated the situation wrong and you got the best of him and he ave in with dignity to give awaway a free beer while he tried to maintain his posture as big bad cool bartender!
[OOC: Paranoia... is it contagious?]
As far as you can make out, the bartender didn't mean anything with the beer. Seems like he just estimated the situation wrong and you got the best of him and he ave in with dignity to give awaway a free beer while he tried to maintain his posture as big bad cool bartender!
[OOC: Paranoia... is it contagious?]
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Argent Silvermage
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Ray is getting fed up sitting around and will go outside for a walk. Anyone want to come with me?
Festy_Dog
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James starts inspecting the room carefully.
"Holy mother of f
," he says quietly to himself, taking in his surroundings, "Looks like poor fer was taken out all rough-like."
He carefully makes his way over to the broken window and looks down, making sure not to disturb anything which resembles evidence to a murder. The snow in the chasm still whirls choaticly.
"Not that they'll find 'em any time soon," he says.
He humphs and makes his way out of the room the same way he came in, heading toward the restaurant and front desk.
"Holy mother of f
," he says quietly to himself, taking in his surroundings, "Looks like poor fer was taken out all rough-like."He carefully makes his way over to the broken window and looks down, making sure not to disturb anything which resembles evidence to a murder. The snow in the chasm still whirls choaticly.
"Not that they'll find 'em any time soon," he says.
He humphs and makes his way out of the room the same way he came in, heading toward the restaurant and front desk.
The Forsaken One
Explorer
Evening of Arrival--Day 0
[OOC: Jason is in the bar himself.]
As James walks towards the window and peers out into the chasm a foul wind blows past him. He shrugs it off and turns around. Doing so he spots a silver metal briefcase under the bed, partially hidden there as if concealed in a hurry.
[OOC: Jason is in the bar himself.]
As James walks towards the window and peers out into the chasm a foul wind blows past him. He shrugs it off and turns around. Doing so he spots a silver metal briefcase under the bed, partially hidden there as if concealed in a hurry.
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Festy_Dog
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"The desparate actions of a dying man," James says with a sigh as he picks up the brief case.
He returns to the larger room where he applies a pair of gloves before attempting to open it. Whether he fails or succeeds he'll remove the gloves, put the suitcase behind the couch and wander downstairs to quietly inform his friends of the situation upstairs.
He returns to the larger room where he applies a pair of gloves before attempting to open it. Whether he fails or succeeds he'll remove the gloves, put the suitcase behind the couch and wander downstairs to quietly inform his friends of the situation upstairs.
The Forsaken One
Explorer
Evening of Arrival--Day 0
As you bow down to pick up the briefcase, you spot a thin suitcase, tightly packed, with an airline tag attached to it beneath the bed as well.
The tag identifies it as the property of a Damien Carson.
You take the bag out as well and proceed quietly back to your own room nextdoors. You put on your gloves and sit down at the desk, holding your breath for a moment...
What the hell do I think I'm doing...
You proceed to put the silver briefcase down in front of you and you take a carefull look at it... then you proceed to attempt and open it... with caution.
[Will resolve the opening later tonight.]
As you bow down to pick up the briefcase, you spot a thin suitcase, tightly packed, with an airline tag attached to it beneath the bed as well.
The tag identifies it as the property of a Damien Carson.
You take the bag out as well and proceed quietly back to your own room nextdoors. You put on your gloves and sit down at the desk, holding your breath for a moment...
What the hell do I think I'm doing...
You proceed to put the silver briefcase down in front of you and you take a carefull look at it... then you proceed to attempt and open it... with caution.
[Will resolve the opening later tonight.]
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