Masks of Nyarlathotep - Chapter 1: New York City

"Father, we believe it to belong to some African cult, possibly Voodoo and those killed were being made examples of. But we can find no connection between the victims. They have been poor, rich, black, white. There seems to be no rhyme or reason other than the symbol and the means of death. "
 

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"Voodoo?" Carter said as he looked at Father Joe and half-laughed. "No, Lieutenant. Jackson as far as I know had no ties to voodoun, except to study the religion on occasion."

"As for what he's been doing the past few days, your guess is as good as mine. I hadn't heard from him in a while, then I recieved a business telegram from him 3 days ago, and a phone call on the 14th. He sounded nervous and scared, but would not say why - only to meet him here tonight."

"If I may ask you a question, Lieutenant - you say this symbol belongs to an African cult. Have you discovered the identity of the cult in question? If not, have you tied the cult in with a particular country in Africa?"
 

"Well, we have consulted the noted folklorist Dr. Mordecai Lemming on the matter and after some inquires we have linked it to a African death cult which Harlemites refuse to speak. Dr. Lemming says that a Voodoo cult is our most likely culprit."

Lt. Poole jots down something in his notebook. "Well, we seem to have everthing we need at the moment. But we will contact you if we need to ask some further questions. Right now I need to head back to the station with my prisioner."

A pair of policemen are escorting the captured thug out as he speaks. The man is awake but has a dazed look on his face and a nasty bump on his forehead.

OOC: at the mention of Mr. Mordecai Lemming, both Father Joe and Professor Carter, remember that he is a eccentric Manhattanite who is said to have a vast knowlege of folklore. Though Professor Carter has heard one of his speaches on the Occult and Dr. Lemming seemed to know little or nothing on the subject. Though that did not stop Dr. Lemming from stating his ideas as facts.
 
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The detective stares at you for a few seconds and since you have nothing else to say. As he turns to leave, he says. "Officer Parks will escort you out of the building" A older policeman steps up and will take you down stairs unless you have anything else to do or ask.


Shorty and Hamish have been watching the police come and go from the Hotel. After about 20 minutes, the Professor Carter, Father Joe, and Thomas come out of the front entrance with a policeman. The cop then turns and goes back into the building.
 


Shorty flips his collar up and ducks his head down to try to conceal most of his head from view. After feeling confident that he has hidden himself from view he signals to his brother to follow. As they walk towards the hotel Shorty scans and keeps clear of all the police.

Aproaching the rest of their team sort nudges the Prof. and then starts to hail a Taxi, not saying a word. When 2 Taxi's pull up Shorty signals all the members into them, still not talking. Shorty makes sure to get into the Taxi with the Prof. After they have started to move away from the hotel Shorty lowers his collar. "To the Library Diver. Now Teach, you diden't let my name slip in your conversation with the police did you? ... Well then any other clues from them coppers? ... I think that we need to head to the library to figure out a few things about the clues we got."

With that Shorty leans back and waits till they get to the Library.


OOC: I am sorry for dragging everyone somewhere, but I wanted to get this plot moving a bit in the forward direction and no one seems to be posting. Hope that did not step on any toes :D
 

Thomas tells what transpired, particularly what the police said about this being the seventh murder of its kind. "You'd think some reporter from the Times would have covered this by now... We brits would have been all over it!" He gets into the taxi Shorty has called.

"You going to the library Shorty? Like the Pope to the synagogue," he says.
 

As the group rides across town in the taxi's, Joe speaks up. "The library is a good idea but I think that one or two of us should head over to Schuyler Hall at NYU to attend that lecture on this cult of darkness. If there are no objections, I think I'll head over and check that out. We can meet up later tonight, maybe at Mr. Anderson's restaurant and compare notes."
 

[OOC: Sorry I was MIA, but "real life" reared its ugly head yesterday and today.]

Carter agrees with Joe's idea. "Sounds like a logical plan. I think 'Shorty' and I should go to the library while the rest of you attend the lecture."

"What do you think?"

[OOC/Meta: IIRC, the professor has the highest Research skill so he should definitely be the one to go to the library, and Shorty has Knowledge (arecaeology) which may come in handy also...]
 
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