Paridon: The Dark Metropolis (Ravenloft)

InVinoVeritas said:
The carriage trip back is fast, and relatively silent, save for the chanting of Fr. Berman. (spend 14 charges, everyone is healed).

Gis is at the front gate of the police department. "I heard the news. Do you want to talk about it now, or would you rather get a night's sleep and discuss it then?"

The gnome carriage sits nearby, its horse-masked driver cocking his head to one side.

Darian notices the driver curiously, and answer Gis without looking at him. "No, let us talk about it now." He watches the driver cautiously to gauge his reaction.
 

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(ooc: Father Berman will use his healing skills to evaluate how badly wounded people are, and will base his actions on that, requests for healing if any, and on how well the wand randomly works. As a guideline though:

Self (since he was at 5 hp) - 4 charges
Ru - 3 charges
Darian - 2 charges
Callahan - only if requested)
 

Calahan will not ask for any help from anyone. - Magic, even clerical one,
appears suspicious to him, and he has come to despise Father Berman somewhat
for what he judges as overzealous behaviour.

Quietly, he sits in the carriage, pressing dirty cloths against his wounds until they stop bleeding.

Don't expect me to cover your back, boy, when something like this happens again.
Now, maybe I would enjoy slitting your throat...
(Thoughts, not words.)
 

OOC: Fr. Berman, Ru, and Darian are healed with the nine charges. It worked out just right.

Darian looks back at the gnome carriage driver. He catches the driver's gaze for just a moment; the driver flinches, blinks and looks down in response.

"Fine, everyone, in my office."

The driver remains where he sits, on the coach, outside the gate.

Everyone, exhausted, slumps down into the chairs available in Gis's office. His desk has been cleared, and he pulls the curtains shut behind everyone. The heavy velvet blocks out the murmurs from the rest of the force, leaving only the slow, steady ticking of Gis's grandfather clock.

Gis, looking spent himself, leans against his desk. "All right. What happened?"
 

Perrin shrugs and runs a hand through his short hair. "I only felt the explosion and saw the aftermath...I was with the Bucket Brigade. From what I understand, the dark threat was destroyed, but Torhan lost his life in the process." He turns his gazeto the others to let them explain if they can.
 

"Much has been lost tonight" Father Berman began softly.

"We found the mansion on fire, but there were passable areas and we explored while we could. We found remains of the missing gnomes, Templeton and Ada, beheaded and strung up. I gave what blessing I could. Of course we feared the worst - more monsters in the making.

As we were withdrawing, a gnome was spotted entering a flaming hallway, and braving the smoke and heat we pursued him. We came upon a strange sight. We saw Alek, with his slave girls. But it wasn't - it was a painting, and behind it was the monster, carrying the heads of the two gnomes.

I advised against engaging the monster under the circumstances, as we were hurt and unprepared for it, and I was out of spells for the day. But Torhan would have none of that. He charged in, and naturally the rest of us had to back him up.

The battle, as expected, did not go well. In truth, we may not have beat it had Callahan not thrown our stationhouse's entire supply of explosives into the flames, yet he was reckless in so doing, giving us no warning and burning us nearly as badly as the monster.

The explosion seemed to knock it out. Torhan was determined to finish it off, and Callahan charged in as well. The room was about to collapse yet I entered as well, using the energy of my healing wand to keep my wounded companions afoot. Collapse it did!

I was buried, along with Torhan and the monster. By Ezra's grace, I somehow survived until the others dug me out. Torhan was not so lucky, but he had a final gift for us - a warrior to the last, he had seized the monster's gnomish heart and slain it.

I think that covers it. Anything to add, lads?

Gis, I trust that Alek is still in custody?"
 

kinem said:
The battle, as expected, did not go well. In truth, we may not have beat it had Callahan not thrown our stationhouse's entire supply of explosives into the flames, yet he was reckless in so doing, giving us no warning and burning us nearly as badly as the monster.

Calahan snorts.

Hope you will keep this wit when we enter a real fight, my boy.... (Again, thoughts, not words.)
 

Perrin glances at Calahan as the man snorts, but simply shrugs. He hadn't been there to see those actions. He had seen the aftermath, though...the explosion must have been quite the spectacle to witness at close range.
 

kinem said:
"Gis, I trust that Alek is still in custody?"

Letting Calahan's snort pass for the moment, Gis slowly nods and confirms, "Alek's still here, yes."

He then turns to Calahan. "Calahan, is this true? Was the explosion and the resulting collapse the result of your actions?"
 

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