The Forsaken One
Explorer
Slowly and carefully the five of you draw closer while the feeling that someone or something is lurking in the shadows… watching… grows ever stronger. As you arrive at the building, you determine that it was once a wooden cabin with a stone fireplace and chimney. The wood is rotten: most of two walls have already crumbled to durst, and a third of the roof collapsed into the cabin a long time ago. Weighed down by snow, the other two thirds have collapsed this winter, though one edge got caught on the ruined chimney, forming a tiny snow-less area of shelter. It is this small place the you head for now the wind is picking up and snow is starting to drift again. You all sit down to take a breather until the wind dies down again. While you sit and keep staring around for something moving in the twilight, you clearly see that there is little of note inside the cabin, and what there is, is dilapidated and covered with snow. The remnants of a broken rocking chair rot in one corner, along with bits of broken glass the might once have been an oil lamp. A huge mass of twigs and dried grass in another corner suggests that there might be some large animal nesting here…
Jason, shivering in the tiny shelter, catches a glimpse of some hollow space in the chimney where some stones are knocked away by the collapsed roof. As he gets up and checks out the space he finds a small tin container, about the size and shape of a cigar box. The box is secured with an old-fashioned lock set into the front of the lid and is covered with rust. Jason easily forces the simple lock open, by prying it open with some basic tools from the inside of his pocket. Inside the box are two pieces of thick, old-fashioned paper, both yellowed and tattered with age: a letter from Malcolm Maguire to his wife, Clarice, and a letter from Clarice to her husband. Her letter, it appears, was never sent. Both of the letters are dated 1892. From the letters you learn about some strange and unholy darkness that lies lurking beneath the valley but the letters reveal nothing more then suspicions and feelings.
When Jason is just finished with reading the letters while the rest keep an eye out for anything out there, you suddenly hear a low growl...
Adrenaline pumping through your tired veins and muscles you all look up and see a man-wolf crouched atop the ruined chimney above your little group, silhouetted against the full moon. With a snarl the creature leaps down onto the your five, frozen investigators.
It comes crashing down on Jason tearing wildly at him with its fangs and claws. Jason who gets thrown to the floor under the creatures massive weight, scowls backwards over the snow covered floor in an attempt to escape.
[Jason: 10 damage, Fort save DC 15-> Result = a nat 20! So no death from massive damage! yes people it could have gone this easily and I am NOT into fudging dice. This is what CoC is about... It's life on the edge.. and you are great players and I love the chars. So let's get it on!]
[Actions please! Let me remind you, you are merely human. This is no D&D, no kill 1000 orcs heros. This is real stuff, and lethal at that.]
[NOTE: Molotovs do splash and Jason is NEAR something so... just a reminder. I saw it go wrong in my RL game.]
[Init order:
Thing ontop of Jason
Doc (yes really, the old bugger is fast today
)
Ray
Ross
Jason
James]
[Locations: Doc just outside of the cabin with James and Ray. Ross is just inside the cabin, and Jason is at the moment prone at something its feet.]
[I'm not posting the results of spot and search checks and listen checks. I'm just narrating the results into the story. I like it better this way. If any of you have problems with this. Please state so!]
Jason, shivering in the tiny shelter, catches a glimpse of some hollow space in the chimney where some stones are knocked away by the collapsed roof. As he gets up and checks out the space he finds a small tin container, about the size and shape of a cigar box. The box is secured with an old-fashioned lock set into the front of the lid and is covered with rust. Jason easily forces the simple lock open, by prying it open with some basic tools from the inside of his pocket. Inside the box are two pieces of thick, old-fashioned paper, both yellowed and tattered with age: a letter from Malcolm Maguire to his wife, Clarice, and a letter from Clarice to her husband. Her letter, it appears, was never sent. Both of the letters are dated 1892. From the letters you learn about some strange and unholy darkness that lies lurking beneath the valley but the letters reveal nothing more then suspicions and feelings.
When Jason is just finished with reading the letters while the rest keep an eye out for anything out there, you suddenly hear a low growl...
Adrenaline pumping through your tired veins and muscles you all look up and see a man-wolf crouched atop the ruined chimney above your little group, silhouetted against the full moon. With a snarl the creature leaps down onto the your five, frozen investigators.
It comes crashing down on Jason tearing wildly at him with its fangs and claws. Jason who gets thrown to the floor under the creatures massive weight, scowls backwards over the snow covered floor in an attempt to escape.
[Jason: 10 damage, Fort save DC 15-> Result = a nat 20! So no death from massive damage! yes people it could have gone this easily and I am NOT into fudging dice. This is what CoC is about... It's life on the edge.. and you are great players and I love the chars. So let's get it on!]
[Actions please! Let me remind you, you are merely human. This is no D&D, no kill 1000 orcs heros. This is real stuff, and lethal at that.]
[NOTE: Molotovs do splash and Jason is NEAR something so... just a reminder. I saw it go wrong in my RL game.]
[Init order:
Thing ontop of Jason
Doc (yes really, the old bugger is fast today
)Ray
Ross
Jason
James]
[Locations: Doc just outside of the cabin with James and Ray. Ross is just inside the cabin, and Jason is at the moment prone at something its feet.]
[I'm not posting the results of spot and search checks and listen checks. I'm just narrating the results into the story. I like it better this way. If any of you have problems with this. Please state so!]
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o this actions how ever you see fit rules wise.
