Masks of Nyarlathotep: Chapter 1 (New York City)

Maerdwyn said:
Jibril goes back over to the counter where Mr. N'Kwane waits. "I was wodering if you had any items bearing this symbol, or something like it? It was all over some of the notes that Jackson Elias sent me." Jibril sketches the symbol that was carved into Elias's head for Mr. N'Kwane, and watches him for a reaction.


Mr. N'Kwane looks down at the sketch and phases for a moment. A wide grin grows on his face and he lets out a short choking laugh. He seems to compose himself and says. "Why no I have never seen that symbol before. I am sorry. If I should ever come across it I can contact you. Do you have a address or phone number that I can reach you at?"
 
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Prospero House

As the group talks and looks over Elias' notes, Mr. Kensington's phone rings. He answers it and then says. "It's a Father O'Malley, he wants to talk to Mrs. LeGou or Mr. Llewellyn-Phelps."
 

"Pardon me," William says, reaching for the phone. "Yes, Father?" After a long pause, he says, "Yes, that sounds a bit suspicious to me as well. You say the Lieutenenant does know? Excellent." He chuckles in response to some comment. "Never fear. We're fine, Father. We've some new companions, you'll meet them in a bit, no doubt." A nod. "Right. Good day for now, Father. Be sure to keep your wits about you." He hangs up the phone and thanks Mr. Kensington.

Then he summarizes for the others the experiences of the other group.
 


Gomez said:
Mr. N'Kwane looks down at the sketch and phases for a moment. A wide grin grows on his face and he lets out a short choking laugh. He seems to compose himself and says. "Why no I have never seen that symbol before. I am sorry. If I should ever come across it I can contact you. Do you have a address or phone number that I can reach you at?"
"Well, I am afraid I do not maintain a phone personally, but you could send a note to me at my flat," Jibril says, smiling. "Thank you for looking into it for me." He writes down the address of a vacant building downtown, along with a false name ("Ahmed Maliki"), and passes the paper back to Mr. N'Kwane. "It's not much of a place, but one can't afford much on an artist's pay can one? The mail still gets to me." Good day Mr. N'Kwane. I look forward to hearing from you, and thanks again." With that he joins Charles at the door, and they head out.
 
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Charles, Jibril, and Father O'Malley meet outside on the street. The wind has picked up and it is much colder. Dark clouds can be seen moving in from the west.
 
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Outside, Jibril, and a ways away from the shop, Jibril says to the others, "I saw a knife just like the one the murderers had last night hanging on the wall - I'm sure this place is connected to the murder. I gave them a little bait, saying I had some of Elias's notes on the cult at a false address downtown. If these are they guys, I wouldn't be surprised if the same thugs showed up there this afternoon or this evening looking to silence 'Ahmed' and get back the notes. I want to let Lt. Poole know about this in case he want to observe the building I sent them to, or get a warrant for the Ju-Ju House. We might want to do some observation ourselves. What do you think?
 
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Charles blanches beneath his whiskers, but finally nods and speaks, "Yes, I guess if Lt. Poole is there, then we would be alright - er, I mean do well - to be there..."
 


"Good news. It'd be great if we could get this case closed as soon as possible and get these savages behind bars. I suppose we'll need to be contacting Lt Poole again and filling him in. Perhaps we could ride over there to tell him." Father O'Malley then looks back over his shoulder at the entrance to the JuJu House. "Let's get out of here, I'm uneasy even being around here."
 

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