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Message: <blockquote data-quote="DanMcS" data-source="post: 734214" data-attributes="member: 6530">We weren't having any luck tracking down the elf.  With no line on the bike and no way to accurately describe him to police, it was basically a crapshoot anyway.  We'll find him someday.Wolfgang had told us he was kicked out of the army when he and his squad ran into some wierd critters while on patrol.  He and another guy refused to admit it was just "post-traumatic stress", so they got medical discharges for being whackos or something.  A couple of days into our hunt for the elf, Wolf tells us his buddy was coming into town.This guy has been out west hunting shadow critters for a couple of years, and now he says he's tracked a bunch to central Ohio.  Werewolves.  This put the cache of silver bullets we found at the kidnapper's place in a whole new light.Juan showed up, looking very psycho-ex-military in his fatigues and heavily modified van.  The resemblance between he and Wolfgang in that regard was a little telling.Wolf, Juan, and Mason went to scout some of the outlying parks near Columbus, and check police and park ranger reports for mauled animals or hikers.***Meanwhile, Isaac was off on some personal business.  He had received a call a couple of weeks ago from a reporter, one Vallenne Malaterre.  She was doing a story on his recently deceased colleague, Clayton McKendrick.  McKendrick's daughter, Jenny, gave Isaac a call, and said that she had also been contacted by this reporter.  Isaac was suspicious of Malaterre, and agreed to meet Jenny for dinner to sort this out.It turns out he had good reason to be suspicious.  Over dinner, it was revealed that Malaterre, while evidently a legit reporter, had grilled Jenny about her father's old collection, including various rare and occult books no reporter had business naming.Isaac walked Jenny back to her car, planning to call the team and find what we could dig up on this reporter; she was still in town.  Maybe we'll drop in and interview her.  Isaac's plotting was interrupted when a half-dozen hulking wolfmen raced across the dusk-draped avenue and attacked the pair.  A couple grappled the girl, the rest snapped and clawed at Isaac.  He was unarmed, but tried to duck, weave, and trip the monsters to get to his car and get a gun.  He was bleeding from several claw-gashes, and a massive hairy fist to the back of his head sent Isaac sprawling into darkness.</blockquote>

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