Masks of Nyarlathotep: Chapter 1 (New York City)

Noticing that the elevator is out of service, you take the stairs up one flight. Then down a brown carpeted hallway to room 4B. The only people in the hallway is a plump maid pushing a cleaning cart towards the other end of the hall. You knock on the door and after several seconds you knock again. There is no response.

OOC: William -
You think you heard a noise coming from the room. A bump or something like that.
 

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*Miriam gratefully takes the young man's arm as they climb up the stairs, pausing to rest halfway up. When there's no response, Miriam's eyebrows knit together and she looks down the hall toward the maid.*

"Miss? Miss!" Miriam calls, walking down toward her. "The gentleman in 4B, do you know if he's left his room recently?"
 

Isida Kep'Tukari said:
*Miriam gratefully takes the young man's arm as they climb up the stairs, pausing to rest halfway up. When there's no response, Miriam's eyebrows knit together and she looks down the hall toward the maid.*

"Miss? Miss!" Miriam calls, walking down toward her. "The gentleman in 4B, do you know if he's left his room recently?"

The maid stops and turns to Miriam. "Hummm, Well Miss. I saw him go into his room about 2 hours ago. I don't think I have seen him leave. Though I have been busy cleaning rooms.
 
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"Heavens! Is the door unlocked? Miss! Miss!" Miriam calls to the maid while waiting for an answer, "I think our friend may have fallen and hurt himself. Please, can you let us in?"
 

The maid comes over. "Some sort of trouble?" She then knocks on the door. "Room Service!" she cries. With no response. She pulls out her set of keys and unlocks the door. The door opens and everyone gets a good look into the room. The maid lets out a shrek of terror as you see what is in the room. The first thing that draws you eye is the body laying on the bed. Blood stains streak the wall and bed. Instantly you reconise Jackson Elias. His vacant lifeless eyes staring off into the distance and the bloody ruin of his chest tell you that he is quite dead. A crude symbol has been carved into his forehead.

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The second thing that you notice are three men by the window. They are all shabbly dressed and are wearing some sort of repulsive headpiece with a red strip of cloth hanging from their forehead. Two are negroes and one is white. One of the black men is climbing out through the window to a fire escape and the other two turn as the door opens. They are wild eyed and both hold a long bloody bush knife in their hands.
 
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Knives. Jibril briefly compares those of the killers to the thought of the tiny pocketknife in his pocket. Worse than useless. He glances to see if any of the others who came to see Elias are armed. He hisses to William and the priest - "If you can, slow them down - If not get everyone out of the room, and stay clear of those knives ! I'm going to the bottom of the fire escape!" Jibril takes off at an all out sprint, yelling loudly for the police as he goes, running out the front door of the hotel, and around to where the fire escape should come down.
 
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"Myn Duw!"* William shouts. He rushes over to the window, looking down at the blacks fleeing down the fire escape, fumbling in his pockets and wishing he had brought some sort of weapon... This failing, he makes his way over to Elias' body and searches around for clues.

* Welsh: My God!

I forget, how are we handling skill rolls again?
 
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