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Darksun Killer In Ravenloft PT I

Drinchek picks up a crystal as well, taking a moment to focus upon it, his colorless eyes are eerily lackluster within his hooded shroud.
 

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Dukotti thinks they've lost their minds, touching a rock like that. He absently wonders how much it would go for on the market. All he knows is that he could use some money. If there's loot or honest cash in all this, he doesn't care. Besides, it's been awhile since he's enjoyed swinging his chain.
 

DARKSUN
KILLER IN KALIDNAY
EN WORLD
SEGMENT 005

MEMORY CRYSTAL

Each of you feel a slight pull at your minds. Sensing no harm from answering the call, you open your minds to it.
This memory crystal once belonged to another Templar named Drench. He kept track of his notes and ideas on this "recorder" for future use.

Bodies are all freshly deceased. Appears to be either a multi-prong weapon or more likely a claw that has killed these homeless. Some signs of being fed apon but inconclusive if done at time of killings or by rat vermin after the kill. All three victums killed at night and in Southern Rat Warrens District. (4)

Killer seems to be undetectable by Guardians and Treants. Rat Warren habitants seem to be equally unable to give further clues to the creature’s identity.

Before going on stakeouts at night within the Warrens, I plan to see a psychic. Perhaps I am missing something because of mental blocks placed on witnesses or Treants.




Another body has been found. It was not in the Warrens but within the sewers near the South Gate Treants (40). Templar Krook is the original investigator for this. He appears to be a complete moron. I feel I know the victum but can not recall who he was. He was not a Rat Warren Vermin I am sure.

The psychic is very troubled today. I will see her again tommorrow when she is not so scatterbrained. She speaks of the death of the entire city. Perhaps she has finally fried her brain. She even gave me a list of names and appearances of complete strangers to contact in the market in a few days.

I have learned two things of great importance today. There is a witness to the murder of a Rat Warren inhabitant. A lowly homeless person known as Hass. The other great thing of importance is the possible coverup of the killer’s identity by a templar. I need to speak to my informant in person tonight to learn more. He is to meet me outside of the Broken Lizard Tavern (21).

This place is located in the southern section of the city.
 

Drinchek files each detail away systematically and stores it for later retrieval. More pertinent though is the reaction of each person to the information.

He surveys everyone again, from the mouthy woman, to the obviously skilled but arrogant mind warrior, from the nervous looking merchant of some sort, who keeps seemingly checking how much daylight is left, to the elf who's muscled form looks like it would befit a Mul.

Sitting next to Odten, Drinchek waits and watches.
 

"We need to find Haas, anything he saw, I want to know. It's no fair picking on the helpless in the Rat Warrens." Jayde pushes her chair away from the table and watches to see if any of the others will follow.
 

Odten pulls his hand back quickly from the crystal, little liking the information it contains.

"Something of an... interesting case, this." he says, eyeing the memory crystal suspiciously. "As the young woman says, we should try to find Hass. And perhaps we could attempt to meet this informant at the Broken Lizard?"
 

Dukotti stops fidgeting as soon as they start talking, taking their hands away from the rock. A Mindbender rock, so it seems. Such things are weak and involve far too much sitting around thinking about thinking.

He scans his thoughts at the mention of the "Broken Lizard", trying to remember it.

"Who is this Hass?" he asks. Dukotti goes back to absentmindedly swinging the chain beneath his arms by moving his shoulders back and forth slowly. They rattle to a slow rhythm as he continues to stand over the table, looking down on everyone.
 

Sorren reached his hand out and the memory crystal flew into it seemingly by it's own accord. He focused on it a moment, and opened his mind to it. A moment later, he frowned beneath his mask and tucked the crystal away beneath his cloak.

He stood. "We have three possible contacts."

He held up a finger.

"The psychic. She obviosly has some idea of what is going on. It is critical that she be located."

He held up a second finger.

"Hass. We can only hope his memories havn't been tampered with."

He held up the third and final finger.

"The contact at the Broken Lizard. Now we have no idea who this person is, so this one will be most difficult I think."
 

Interesting, we split up easily enough into 3 pairs of 2. The flamboyant and the blunt, the warrior and the merchant, and myself and Odten. If each of us investigates one, we may be able to avoid exposing Odten's taboo.

Drinchek sits, observing the situation quietly, watching reactions from under his shroud.

Looks like we've got two would be leaders already, now the only question is how the merchant will react.

He shifts in his seat and wets his throat with a sip of water, but remains silent for the moment.
 

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