Ptolus: The Legend of Longcoat

The candleflame flickers as Vanden moves toward the sound, and more chairs begin to bang rhythmically against the floor. Raising the candle, he sees they are being banged against the floor by unseen figures. One of the large tables begins to scrape along the floor, slowly turning toward Vanden.
 

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Vanden lifts the candle closer to his face, to try and get a better view of the table and shadowy figures. "Are you seeing this?", he whispers in curiosity to his companions, perhaps oblivious that they may not be close at hand. Wonderment overcoming his nervousness, he edges closer.

[sblock=ooc]BTW, that's a pretty damn creepy description, Whiz. Ever think of writing horror fiction?[/sblock]
 
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"Seeing what Vanden? Where are you?" replies Maugra as she moves her light to see through the broken door. She moves forward ignoring the two who haven't responded to see what her new companion has gotten himself into.
 

Whizbang Dustyboots said:
The candleflame flickers as Vanden moves toward the sound, and more chairs begin to bang rhythmically against the floor. Raising the candle, he sees they are being banged against the floor by unseen figures. One of the large tables begins to scrape along the floor, slowly turning toward Vanden.
Akilu's breathing is deeper than usual after smashing the door. Covered with a film of dust, he slowly rolls his shoulder to work out some of the dull pain there. For a long moment, Akilu stands distracted by the activity in the abandoned tavern before Maugra's faint words reach him.

"Put us in jail? We haven't...nevermind. It figures."

Akilu surveys the room, spotting the boarded-up main door. The Watch will expect us to come out through the hovel. If I can open that door, they won't expect that.

"We have a little time before they get here. Let's see what we can learn here."


Akilu now notices Vanden as the young monk moves to examine the bar. The darfellan's black eyes spot the table's ominous turn towards the monk. Akilu's bare feet kick up small puffs of dust as he runs forward to put himself between the table and Vanden.
 

Stepping into the old tavern Garnet treads carefully. Still unsure if the presence that unsettled him earlier is waiting to do it again. He gazes about the room wondering what it must have been like in better times. Perhaps in those days he would not have found himself in his current position.

" Not very cheerful here is it?"
 

The table begins to move more quickly straight at the assembling group as yet more chairs begin drumming against the floor. There's a sound below the thumping and scraping that's difficult to make out, a hum or perhaps a person's voice.
 

Maugra pulls out her holy symbol with her free hand readying to cast a spell.

[sblock=ooc]Knowledge religion +3 to see if she can recognize the signs of a ghost.[/sblock]
 

Vanden's eyes widen slightly as the table continues its forward momentum, and ceases his own advance. Sensing the presence of the darfellan close at hand, he risks moving his gaze from the unsettling sight before him to look for his other companions, and see what they are doing.
 

Whizbang Dustyboots said:
The table begins to move more quickly straight at the assembling group as yet more chairs begin drumming against the floor. There's a sound below the thumping and scraping that's difficult to make out, a hum or perhaps a person's voice.
Akilu snarls through sharp teeth and takes a step to the right, grabbing a bucking table and trying to swing it around into the path of the oncoming table. He hopes to hold something in the path of the rushing table to block it.

"Triton's beard! Is that a voice? Garnet, you were so eager to talk to the damned ghost. Now's your chance!"
 

Dave Turner said:
Akilu snarls through sharp teeth and takes a step to the right, grabbing a bucking table and trying to swing it around into the path of the oncoming table. He hopes to hold something in the path of the rushing table to block it.

"Triton's beard! Is that a voice? Garnet, you were so eager to talk to the damned ghost. Now's your chance!"
"Coraithe! If this is your doing you must calm down... We mean you no harm!" He looks at the approaching furniture and readies his spear and takes a defensive posture. Looking to Akilu: "I don't think she likes us and its very clear we are unwanted here..." Turning back to the appraoching table Garnet speaks to the empty room again. "Longcoat has returned! Can you hear me? We want to stop him and need to speak to you!"

The voice in the back of Garnet's head comments, "This is not going well..." For once Garnet agrees.
 

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