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<blockquote data-quote="TheAuldGrump" data-source="post: 3731073" data-attributes="member: 6957">Another from my Victorian setting:One of the players had set up a stakeout at the scene of an assassination. Though he was unable to prevent the slaying he was in a position to shadow the assassin, following him to a disused entry into the Underground. The murderer had set up his escape route before hand - leaving a lantern and lucifers (matches) behind the unlocked gate.Keeping to the edge of the light, and moving silently, the PC was able to tail the killer down two flights of stairs into a former station. Ahead the murderer stopped and called out 'who's there', whispering laughter followed, and a scurrying like rats. Before a minute had passed dozens of yellow, gleaming eyes could be made out at the far edge of the light, and the shadowy figures of children, dressed in cast off clothing, tatters hanging from their small frames. And then the 'children' smiled, long teeth gleaming, and the glitter of sharp knives drawn from tattered rags....By the time the screams began the PC had turned and fled, as silently as he could, towards the open air, and safety.The characters never did go to find out what was going on down in the Underground, and at least one never took the subway again.... Though they did manage to finish the matter of the assassin, which had no bearing on what was happening in London Under.The Auld Grump</blockquote>

[QUOTE="TheAuldGrump, post: 3731073, member: 6957"] Another from my Victorian setting: One of the players had set up a stakeout at the scene of an assassination. Though he was unable to prevent the slaying he was in a position to shadow the assassin, following him to a disused entry into the Underground. The murderer had set up his escape route before hand - leaving a lantern and lucifers (matches) behind the unlocked gate. Keeping to the edge of the light, and moving silently, the PC was able to tail the killer down two flights of stairs into a former station. Ahead the murderer stopped and called out 'who's there', whispering laughter followed, and a scurrying like rats. Before a minute had passed dozens of yellow, gleaming eyes could be made out at the far edge of the light, and the shadowy figures of children, dressed in cast off clothing, tatters hanging from their small frames. And then the 'children' smiled, long teeth gleaming, and the glitter of sharp knives drawn from tattered rags.... By the time the screams began the PC had turned and fled, as silently as he could, towards the open air, and safety. The characters never did go to find out what was going on down in the Underground, and at least one never took the subway again.... Though they did manage to finish the matter of the assassin, which had no bearing on what was happening in London Under. The Auld Grump [/QUOTE]

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