[D20 CoC] Beyond the Mountains of Madness - Chapter 1; Recruiting Alternate Players

Taokanf

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Camille cocked her head, listening to the skittering retreat. Huh. Guess it was a rat.

Shrugging slightly, she went to retrieve her shoe, calling up the ladder, "Are you men aware that there are rats down here? Filthy vermin... Hope they don't nibble on the cargo."
 
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Job

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Drowned Hero said:
'Yes yes my friend I've seen remarkable sign on gain in muscle mass and growth, yes they got a special protein rich mixture that in simple it provides the right material for them to digest and make more muscle fibers' 'remarkable that the physiology in animals as in humans has very much of the same workings in nature' 'well as in the physiology books of Dr.Malkim or Dr.Hill where they assure us that....' he looks at Øyvind and sees a him not even listening at him as he stated to talk science 'anyways...' 'yes their bigger' he hears a noise and sees some feet coming down the hatch 'yes yes Mrs.Bardier, lets get down to her'
Professor William Moore descended the ladder with clipboard in hand, turned, and looked appraisingly around the hold, his eyes eventually alighting on the small group of men who were surrounded by the team of dogs, obviously happy to be free of their cages. Enke and Olav had hurriedly risen when they noticed that it was Moore, and were standing quietly by.

"Good afternoon gentlemen. Is that a grammaphone? Onboard ship? During our ugent preparations?" He looked directly into the eyes of every man, one to the next, seeking an answer.

"Mr. Raknes, I see that your team is thriving under your care," glancing at Olan and Enke, then back to Øyvind. "Are the sleds in order? Have all of the harnesses been trimmed and stowed?

Then looking across at George, he asked "Mr. Barrow, do you have a report on the lower holds?"

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Job.
 
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Job

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Taokanf said:
Camille cocked her head, listening to the skittering retreat. Huh. Guess it was a rat.

Shrugging slightly, she went to retrieve her shoe, calling up the ladder, "Are you men aware that there are rats down here? Filthy vermin... Hope they don't nibble on the cargo."
As Camille moved into the shadows, she found that she could barely see amongst the crates and sacks. She couldn't see her shoe and would have to feel around for it.

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Job (the tortured one).
 

Taokanf

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Figures, she sighed. Listening closely for more scratching noises, Camille advanced further into the corner on her hands and knees, fumbled around blindly with one hand for her footwear.
 

Job

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Taokanf said:
Figures, she sighed. Listening closely for more scratching noises, Camille advanced further into the corner on her hands and knees, fumbled around blindly with one hand for her footwear.
As Camille crept and felt her way further into the shadows, she thankfully found that the wooden flooring was generally clean, most likely due to the recent work in this area. To her utter disgust, she encountered a number of small pebble-sized rodent droppings, and also a half-eaten insect, but eventually came across the familiar soft leather of her boot.

As she retrieved her shoe, she heard some faint scrabbling noises on her right, alongside the rusting hull, but she couldn't see a darned thing and they sounded as if they were moving away from her.

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Job (the tortured one).
 
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Drowned Hero

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Øyvind Raknes

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"Good afternoon gentlemen. Is that a grammaphone? Onboard ship? During our ugent preparations?" He looked directly into the eyes of every man, one to the next, seeking an answer.

"Mr. Raknes, I see that your team is thriving under your care," glancing at Olan and Enke, then back to Øyvind. "Are the sleds in order? Have all of the harnesses been trimmed and stowed?


Øyvind looks down as the Dr. is upset with the music, he slips a portion of snuff in a nervous gesture 'eeeeee' 'Yes Sir, we are almost done with all the preparatives, and if something need to be done im sure Enke and Olav can take care' he stumbles forward and regain his balance as the dogs pulls 'rooooolig nå, roooolig' 'The hardest job now is to walk all the dogs daily and make them run a bit on deck or in the holds as they need the exercise'
 
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Drowned Hero

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George Barrow - Scientist

Job said:
"Good afternoon gentlemen. Is that a grammaphone? Onboard ship? During our ugent preparations?" He looked directly into the eyes of every man, one to the next, seeking an answer.

Then looking across at George, he asked "Mr. Barrow, do you have a report on the lower holds?"

'Yes Dr. I have' 'we where acctually on our way down to the lower holds to help Miss Bardier with some heavy labor' 'I think most of my clippboard has been checked and re-checked and should be ok' 'You comming with us down?' George snatches some flashlights from one of the tables and waits for an answer...
 

Job

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Drowned Hero said:
Øyvind looks down as the Dr. is upset with the music, he slips a portion of snuff in a nervous gesture 'eeeeee' 'Yes Sir, we are almost done with all the preparatives, and if something need to be done im sure Enke and Olav can take care' he stumbles forward and regain his balance as the dogs pulls 'rooooolig nå, roooolig' 'The hardest job now is to walk all the dogs daily and make them run a bit on deck or in the holds as they need the exercise'
Dr. Moore watched quietly for a moment as Øyvind worked to control the dogs, then said "Yes. Yes, I can see that the team...", pausing at that point to look again at Olav, Enke, Øyvind, and George, "is anxious to--Ahem!--run free. However, I'm afraid that we have much work to do yet."

He then looked down at his clipboard, flipped through a number of papers (each one covered in neat, tiny handwritten script) then stopped at one to read through it, eventually looking back up at Øyvind. "If you would be so kind, please confirm that the pemmican supplies for your dogs are in order. I believe that these supplies remain on the docks and must be quickly loaded onto the ship.

"And now, Mr. Barrow..."
, he said as he shifted his gaze to the scientist.

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Job (the tortured one).
 
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Job

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Drowned Hero said:
'Yes Dr. I have' 'we where acctually on our way down to the lower holds to help Miss Bardier with some heavy labor' 'I think most of my clippboard has been checked and re-checked and should be ok' 'You comming with us down?' George snatches some flashlights from one of the tables and waits for an answer...
"And now, Mr. Barrow, yes, I think that I will take the time to join you in the lower holds."

A concerned look crosses his face as he says, "Ms. Bardier, she's down in the hold alone?"

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Job (the tortured one).
 

Morpheus

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Martin looks at his clipboard and wonders, "How in the hell am I going to check all of this alone?" He then sets off in search of Dr. Moore for some advice...
 

Drowned Hero

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Øyvind Raknes Sled Driver

Job said:
"If you would be so kind, please confirm that the pemmican supplies for your dogs are in order. I believe that these supplies remain on the docks and must be quickly loaded onto the ship.

'Yes i will do that as soon i walk this dogs and i help out the lady downstairs'
he walks towards the ladders taking them down one level...
 

Drowned Hero

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George Barrow Scientist

Job said:
"Ms. Bardier, she's down in the hold alone?"

'Yes yes, she is' 'any reason to be worried Dr.Moore? I see your look preoccupied' 'Lets go down Dr. and take one of those flashlights with you' he point to the table nearby and follows Øyvind down taking one of the dogs in his arms
 
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Job

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Morpheus said:
Martin looks at his clipboard and wonders, "How in the hell am I going to check all of this alone?" He then sets off in search of Dr. Moore for some advice...
Martin enters the Ship's Mess in search of Dr. Moore, but doesn't find him there. Instead, he finds Moore's large wooden desk fully covered with neatly-stacked piles of receiving orders, invoices, handwritten checklists, and logbooks; three overburdened clipboards are hanging on the wall; and the professor's two moveable chalkboards are carefully positioned to provide maximum visibility from the gunmetal grey filing cabinet next to the desk, one drawer of which is open.

A calendar on the wall displays the month of September. Days one, two, three, and four have been "X'd" out and September 9th has been circled in bright red.

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Job (the tortured one).
 

Job

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Drowned Hero said:
'Yes yes, she is' 'any reason to be worried Dr.Moore? I see your look preoccupied' 'Lets go down Dr. and take one of those flashlights with you' he point to the table nearby and follows Øyvind down taking one of the dogs in his arms
Upon hearing George's remarks, Moore shakes off his momentary look of concern and immediately regains a self-composed, analytical expression (or lack thereof), saying "I am merely interested that our pilot not injure herself before even departing New York City. Now let's go assist her, shall we?"

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Job (the tortured one).
 

Drowned Hero

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George Barrow - Scientist

Job said:
Upon hearing George's remarks, Moore shakes off his momentary look of concern and immediately regains a self-composed, analytical expression (or lack thereof), saying "I am merely interested that our pilot not injure herself before even departing New York City. Now let's go assist her, shall we?"

George Barrow looked at the Dr and raised his arm indicating that Dr.Moore was to go first down the ladder. Pulling up his map of the ship and taking a better look at it.
Shipmap in Georges agenda

'Please Dr.Moore... you first' as much as George has gone dont to the lower holds he do not enjoy the darknes and the humidity of the place, and not talk about turning the corners as the first man. George had to admit to himself the place gave him the creeps.
 

Drowned Hero

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Øyvind Raknes Sled Driver

Øyvind hears the chitchat of Dr.Moore with George as he moves his dogs to the next hatch going down to the lower hold transporting his dogs again...

Ha! George is scared again making Dr.Moore go first
he thinks and shrugs what could possibly be a danger to him? there are few thing down there he lift one of the last dogs down the ladder to lower holds mechanical parts, humidity, rats, cockroaches, dirt and a pretty pretty lady...
 

Job

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Drowned Hero said:
George Barrow looked at the Dr and raised his arm indicating that Dr.Moore was to go first down the ladder.

'Please Dr.Moore... you first' as much as George has gone dont to the lower holds he do not enjoy the darkness and the humidity of the place, and not talk about turning the corners as the first man. George had to admit to himself the place gave him the creeps.
"Very well, Mr. Barrow, let's make sure that this lower hold is ready for the aeroplanes", Moore said as he turned and picked up an electric torch from the small table, then walked over to the ladder. He grasped the metal ladder, leaned over the opening and yelled, "Miss Bardier! Are you alright down there?", then paused for a moment, waiting for a reply.

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Job (the tortured one).
 

Morpheus

Exploring Ptolus
Job said:
Martin enters the Ship's Mess in search of Dr. Moore, but doesn't find him there. Instead, he finds Moore's large wooden desk fully covered with neatly-stacked piles of receiving orders, invoices, handwritten checklists, and logbooks; three overburdened clipboards are hanging on the wall; and the professor's two moveable chalkboards are carefully positioned to provide maximum visibility from the gunmetal grey filing cabinet next to the desk, one drawer of which is open.

A calendar on the wall displays the month of September. Days one, two, three, and four have been "X'd" out and September 9th has been circled in bright red.

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Job (the tortured one).

Martin tiptoes over to the filing cabinet and takes a quick peek in the open drawer. Perhaps there is something in there that will help him complete his manifest quicker...or not...
 

Job

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Morpheus said:
Martin tiptoes over to the filing cabinet and takes a quick peek in the open drawer. Perhaps there is something in there that will help him complete his manifest quicker...or not...
The file cabinet drawer contains numerous dark green folders of papers, each with a labeled tab at the top, each carefully marked in neat, small handwriting. The folders are in alphabetical order. This particular drawer appears to contain schematics and specifications for the U.S.S. Gabrielle; for example, folders thick with papers are entitled "Boiler", "Galley Ovens", "Main Engine", "Propeller Drive", "Radio", "Refrigerator Hold", etc.

But wait. You notice one folder tucked far in the back of the drawer, slightly separated from the rest, as if it was recently being examined and just returned to the drawer. The folder title is "M.U. Crew".

At that moment, you hear footsteps in the hall.

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Job (the tortured one).
 

Morpheus

Exploring Ptolus
Job said:
The file cabinet drawer contains numerous dark green folders of papers, each with a labeled tab at the top, each carefully marked in neat, small handwriting. The folders are in alphabetical order. This particular drawer appears to contain schematics and specifications for the U.S.S. Gabrielle; for example, folders thick with papers are entitled "Boiler", "Galley Ovens", "Main Engine", "Propeller Drive", "Radio", "Refrigerator Hold", etc.

But wait. You notice one folder tucked far in the back of the drawer, slightly separated from the rest, as if it was recently being examined and just returned to the drawer. The folder title is "M.U. Crew".

At that moment, you hear footsteps in the hall.

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Job (the tortured one).

Martin quickly reaches into the folder and takes the papers within (and stuffs them into his pocket). He then turns nonchalantly towards the door...
 

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