Tale Weaver's Vampire: The Masquerade Game Board

[izillama]

Clover and Ruby stood motionless, watching Koln make a bunch of random--seemingly unrelated--gestures from across the yard. Then, they saw him disappear into the night.
For another moment, they continued to stand dumbfounded. Then, Clover smirked at Ruby, incredulous, "You know, I'm beginning to think we had better keep a closer eye on that man. He could do some serious mischief to himself." Her mouth then rearranged itself into a sad smile.
Sighing, she gathered her courage. Then, she pointed Ruby towards a dark bush and walked up the front walk to the door.
She reached out for the doorbell, smiling darkly as she heard it ring out, 'Answer quickly, Klondike. Your three worst nightmares have arrived...!'

 

[Tale_Weaver]

Klondike Ranch

Clover and Ruby stood motionless, watching Koln make a bunch of random--seemingly unrelated--gestures from across the yard. Then, they saw him disappear into the night.
For another moment, they continued to stand dumbfounded. Then, Clover smirked at Ruby, incredulous, "You know, I'm beginning to think we had better keep a closer eye on that man. He could do some serious mischief to himself." Her mouth then rearranged itself into a sad smile.
Sighing, she gathered her courage. Then, she pointed Ruby towards a dark bush and walked up the front walk to the door.
She reached out for the doorbell, smiling darkly as she heard it ring out, 'Answer quickly, Klondike. Your three worst nightmares have arrived...!'

The doorbell echoes inside the dark house. There is a long wait and Clover is about to ring the doorbell a second time when you hear a voice on the other side of the door. The voice does not sound gruff or fierce but he does sound irritated at being disturbed. "Who's there? What do you want? I'm not expecting anyone at this hour!"

Koln
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Just a note: the windows on the back of the house appear to be barred from the inside. There is one door on the back of the house at ground level that has no windows. Even the back of the house is fairly well lit and the only way you can hide is if you stay right next to the house and keep yourself within the shadow it casts.
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[Strider_Koln]

Koln
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Just a note: the windows on the back of the house appear to be barred from the inside. There is one door on the back of the house at ground level that has no windows. Even the back of the house is fairly well lit and the only way you can hide is if you stay right next to the house and keep yourself within the shadow it casts.
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Thanks, Koln's doing that.


Koln listens carefully, praying that Clover goes according to his carefully detailed plan that he signaled to her a few moments ago...

 

[ladyphoenix]

The doorbell echoes inside the dark house. There is a long wait and Clover is about to ring the doorbell a second time when you hear a voice on the other side of the door. The voice does not sound gruff or fierce but he does sound irritated at being disturbed. "Who's there? What do you want? I'm not expecting anyone at this hour!"

Koln
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Just a note: the windows on the back of the house appear to be barred from the inside. There is one door on the back of the house at ground level that has no windows. Even the back of the house is fairly well lit and the only way you can hide is if you stay right next to the house and keep yourself within the shadow it casts.
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Ruby awaits anxiously in the bushes nearby the door. She was as silent as a door mouse but filled with anticipation. 'Lets see if he takes the bait..' She distracts herself a bit by taking in the fresh sweet smell of pine needles.

 

[izillama]

The doorbell echoes inside the dark house. There is a long wait and Clover is about to ring the doorbell a second time when you hear a voice on the other side of the door. The voice does not sound gruff or fierce but he does sound irritated at being disturbed. "Who's there? What do you want? I'm not expecting anyone at this hour!"

She smiled and drew herself up, calling on her inner orator--powerful and intelligent--as she spoke, "Robert Klondike? My name is Rachel Smith, attorney at law, and I believe that it would be in your best interest to open the door. I represent my client, Roger Liverman. We have reason to believe that you engaged in certain criminal activity against my client. And, depending on how willing you are to cooperate with me this evening, the allegations made against you in a court of law could prove more or less severe."

Bluff check!
1d20+5 → [19,5] = (24)

 

[Tale_Weaver]

Klondike Ranch

She smiled and drew herself up, calling on her inner orator--powerful and intelligent--as she spoke, "Robert Klondike? My name is Rachel Smith, attorney at law, and I believe that it would be in your best interest to open the door. I represent my client, Roger Liverman. We have reason to believe that you engaged in certain criminal activity against my client. And, depending on how willing you are to cooperate with me this evening, the allegations made against you in a court of law could prove more or less severe."

Bluff check!
1d20+5 → [19,5] = (24)

Klondike's Sense Motive
1d20+5 → [18,5] = (23)


Klondike sighs from the other side of the door. "What is this ?" he mutters as Clvoer hears him unlocking multiple locks on the door. He opens the door just enough to look through at Clover. Robert Klondike is about 5'9" with a rather 70's style puff of dirty blond hair that is turning gray. He has a mustache and beard that is also going gray. He is wearing white slacks and glasses. "Just as I thought, you're just a student. I bet you're not even out of law school yet. I am indeed Robert Klondike. What exactly do you want? I'm not saying anything without my own attorney. What was your name again?"

Klondike stays in the door and does not invite Clover inside. He has the door open just enough to see Clover and not Ruby hiding in the bushes.

 

[izillama]

'Damn.'
Feigning momentary discomfort, Clover swallowed and tried to look sheepish, yet determined, "You're right. I'm still a student. But I've taken on Roger Liverman's case nonetheless. I'm Rachel Smith, a student from Colorado State University. And I'm requesting to speak with you at this late hour to avoid... prying ears."
She nodded smartly at him, as though he should know what she was referring to.

 

[Tale_Weaver]

Klondike Ranch

'Damn.'
Feigning momentary discomfort, Clover swallowed and tried to look sheepish, yet determined, "You're right. I'm still a student. But I've taken on Roger Liverman's case nonetheless. I'm Rachel Smith, a student from Colorado State University. And I'm requesting to speak with you at this late hour to avoid... prying ears."
She nodded smartly at him, as though he should know what she was referring to.

Klondike looks at Clover with a scrutinizing glare. He nods at her and opens the door wider. "Come in." he says as he motions for Clover to come inside. Clover goes into the house and sees that it has a fairly ornate inside. All Clover can see is the hallway and a sitting room with a few velvet couches circling around a cherry oak table. The hallway itself has another entryway leading to the back of the house and a table with a mirror over it. The hallway is dimly lit by one overhead light and all the rest of the lights are off.

Klondike closes the door behind Clover and says "Look, I know what you are. I know a vampire when I see one. I don't know how you found Liverman but I assume you found me through him. So tell me vampire. What interest do you have in Liverman's notes? And I'm hoping that Dr. Liverman wasn't really foolish enough to hire a vampire as his attorney!"

 

[Tale_Weaver]

Here is a picture of Klondike

Basically he looks like he never left the 70's

 

[izillama]

Frowning a little, Clover pressed her lips together and didn't answer immediately. Instead, she slowly crossed the hallway and found herself in front of the table with the mirror. She ran her hand over the wood and looked up into the class, seeing herself and Klondike reflected.
She spoke quietly, staring almost fixedly at her fake rosy complexion in the glass, "Now, what makes you say that, Mr. Klondike? Or haven't you heard that vampires don't have reflections?"
Clover turned and regarded him carefully, finally giving in after a moment and letting down her defenses, "And no: Liverman didn't hire a vampire as an attorney. How foolish would he be to hire someone who took no interest in his personal gain? Who only cares... about her own interests and survival?"
She nodded, taking a few paces back towards him, "Now, Klondike, my reasons for being here are my own. And I have no intention of causing you any harm, if it can be helped. So, here's the deal: Hand over Liverman's research and I'll leave."
'Not that I can say the same for my friends.' *grin*