Ptolus: The Legend of Longcoat

[Cthulhudrew]

"A shiny hat...? A helmet, perhaps? Is that what he was wearing?" Vanden looks at the others, brow furrowed in thought. "This man- the murderer- had Coraithe in a fit of consternation, taunting her?"

He stands, brushing dust from the old attic from his robes. "From the journal we read, the innkeeper held Coraithe in high esteem- loved her, in his grotesque way. I shouldn't imagine he would treat her thusly. I think we are dealing with two different people here."

Vanden's eyes widen slightly at a sudden realization. "Garnet! We've left him downstairs alone!"

He speeds over to the trapdoor to check on their companion.

 

[Whizbang Dustyboots]

Vanden looks down from the opening and sees no one there. Indeed, Garnet has been quiet for quite a while. A sudden wind causes the old building to creak and a chill runs down Vanden's spine.

 

[Voadam]

Garn swings his morningstar so that the wooden shaft just below the spiked head slaps into the open palm of his left hand with a meaty "Thwack!". Gripping the morningstar in a two-handed grip Garn says "Helmet, shiny hat. I'll crack his skull either way. You lot are after him, I'm with you."

 

[Trollbabe]

Leaning in the hallway near the stairs, Garnet listens to the footsteps creaking overhead. Through the door across the hall -- which has remained unopened until now -- he hears a soft rustling noise seemingly in response to the heavy footfalls overhead.

Nervous at the sound from the next room Garnet pushes himself off the wall and looks up to the trap door to see if any allies remain. Not seeing anyone but still able to hear them he returns his focus to the door where the sound came from. He lowers his spear and approaches the door cautiously. "Hello is someone in there?" He attempts to quietly open the door and see what stirs beyond.

[sblock=ooc]Sorry for my delay in posting I have been having some computer/internet issues. Anyhow I think its all straightened out now.[/sblock]

 

[Whizbang Dustyboots]

No longer in direct view of the trap door, Garnet carefully opens the door, holding his breath when he sees -- and smells -- what's within.

The only items in this room are thin, moldy mattresses thrown upon the cold wooden floor. The room itself is musty and dark, illuminated only by a single claw-like beam of streetlight that reaches through a crack in the boarded-up window. There is a bitter scent in the humid air, and a black tar-like substance litters the floor. A cacophony of high-pitched squeaks that cuts through Garnet like a knife causes him to look up in search of the source. He sees a mass of vicious-looking bats forming a black tarp that stretches across the entire ceiling. These morbid creatures eye him with unusual interest, their heads swiveling as one to watch his every movement.

[sblock=ooc]Ouch, been there! Glad to have ya back![/sblock]

 

[Erekose13]

"I think you are right, Vanden. The actions are not those of a mad lover, unless his mind has been twisted and it may well be the case given the trauma that the Longcoat has inflicted. Does anyone remember in the tales of the Longcoat if any descriptions were told?" replies Maugra.

 

[Whizbang Dustyboots]

[sblock=ooc]The only description of Longcoat was from one alleged eyewitness who worked for a broadsheet, and that was only that it was a man dressed in the long coats that are ubiquitious in Ptolus.[/sblock]

 

[Voadam]

Garn turns back to the sobbing wreck of a man. "You heard him taunting Coraithe, eh? Then you can recognize his voice. On your feet. Your coming with. And quit that blubbering!" Garn reaches down and yanks up the blind man.

 

[Trollbabe]

He sees a mass of vicious-looking bats forming a black tarp that stretches across the entire ceiling. These morbid creatures eye him with unusual interest, their heads swiveling as one to watch his every movement.

"This is not good, you have done it this time Garnet." Ignoring the voice whispering in his mind Garnet cautiously takes a step back. He can feel his arcane talents tingle as the hair on the back of his neck rises. Trying to stay calm he readies himself for the inevitable attack.

[sblock=ooc]Garnet takes a "5 foot" move back towards the door and readies an action to cast his sleep spell if the bats attack.[/sblock]

 

[Cthulhudrew]

Vanden lowers himself down into the hallway, looking around. "Garnet?" he calls out, looking for the young man.