Nazareth Awakened - Chapter 02: Wives of Solomon

"He's in trouble," Chance says flatly, glaring defiantly at Penrose; daring him to pass this buck of dismiss the possibility. "We have a plan for finding him, but if he's magicking up calls for help, he probably doesn't have time for that to work."
 

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Harper, Thyrsus mage

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Harper can't help adding his own bit to the tale.

"He didn't show up for our meeting with Magellan but we couldn't wait and went to the meeting without him. When we got back we started looking for him. Faye gave us his sunglasses; I thought maybe it would help us hone in on him and we tried but that is when we felt the strange spell touch us and then Faye said he was yelling about murder."

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Chance, Harper, and Law

Penrose closes his eyes and rubs the bridge of his nose in irritation. "Yes, he gave the impression he was going to be doing something stupid." He opens his eyes and asks of Law, "The spell upstairs - it's still there?" He remains calm, unaffected by Chance and Faye's heightened emotions. "Fine, fine." He gets up with a sigh and begins his slow walk to the bookstore. "I'm assuming," he begins as he passes through the metal door, frowning down at the lack of shoes piled there, "he's not answering his phone?" The three students never bothered trying to call him.


Agnasci

Agnasci thrashes against his would-be murderers. There's no hope of him escaping, but if he can just buy time...[sblock=Struggling]Roll: Strength 2 - Brawl unskilled penalty 1 = Failure with 0 successes[/sblock]BR and Buddha-man are both huge guys and Agnasci isn't much of a challenge for them to move. Halfway up the stairs BR blows his top, the stress getting to him, and drops Agnasci's legs in order to strike at him repeatedly in the face and torso. "Quit your damned squirming!" Agnasci has taken two points of bashing damage.

BR grabs Agnasci's legs again and he and Buddha keep marching him up. Agnasci can hear the sound of a bath running.
 

Law is embarrassed that he missed something so small, however he doesn't show it and decides to lie.

"Yah, been there tried that, but I'll give it another try."

With that he plucks out his phone and gives it a try.
 



(OOC :: It's hilarious because normally our characters would have undoubtedly tried calling. But since we already knew what was going on we didn't think to cover our bases. I find it funny.)
 

(OOC :: It's hilarious because normally our characters would have undoubtedly tried calling. But since we already knew what was going on we didn't think to cover our bases. I find it funny.)
OOC - That'll teach you for metagaming! :mad:

Haha - But nah, it wouldn't have mattered - nobody would have answered. If it might have made a difference I probably would've mentioned it.


Chance, Harper, and Law

The group is starting on its way up the steps to the bookstore after Penrose by the time Law hears Agnasci's answering machine. No answer.
 


For the third time in a few days it starts to rain in Nazareth.

Chance, Harper, and Law

The group arrives in the bookstore, where Agnasci's spell is floating motionless near the counter. Penrose approaches the spell.

"Has it been scrutinized?" It hasn't, but Penrose doesn't wait for anyone to answer. He raises an eyebrow and keeps his gaze locked on to it for a few moments. "Yes, it's Agnasci's. It's a scrying window." Even despite the apparent emergency he doesn't hold back his criticism, "He finally managed one. Crisis is the best teacher." He scratches at the rash on the back of his hand while he thinks. "Agnasci, send Faye another message. Tell her where you are."


Agnasci

BR and Buddha-man have stood Agnasci up outside the bathroom. On the other side of the open door Mad Dog is waiting on the toilet for the bath to fill. He's scribbling in a sketchpad. The room is full of lit candles and there are at least half a dozen mirrors on the walls.

"All right, Mad Dog," says BR. His voice is shaky.

Mad Dog looks up at Agnasci and gets to his feet. He holds up the sketchpad in front of his captive's face: He's drawn what Agnasci assumes is the crucifixion of Christ - three men on crosses. The central figure has a crown of thorns, and the figure on the right has had his face scratched out with a pencil. "That's Saint Gestas."

Agnasci screams as he feels something slither into his mind. He's overtaken by a vision of the scene Mad Dog has sketched. Christ is in the center, and the Penitent and Impenitent are on the crosses on either side. The ground opens up beneath the rightmost figure and he falls, crucifix and all, into subterranean black waters. Agnasci doesn't fully understand how he knows, but he's sure that somehow, impossibly, what he's witnessed is a name. Not a name that can be spoken aloud or written on paper, but a name nonetheless. The words Saint Gestas and Mad Dog's drawing are merely pieces of it.

Agnasci is left feeling exhausted by the experience and his struggles come to a momentary halt as he slumps numbly in the arms of his captors.

He's roused by a voice from his scrying window. He gathers the strength to switch his focus and in the next moment he sees Penrose, Faye, Chance, Harper, and Law all arrayed around him. "Agnasci, send Faye another message." It's Penrose talking. "Tell her where you are." With her aware of and willing to receive the message it should be easier to contact her but the chances of Paradox are increasing with each sympathetic spell he casts.
 

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