Vampire: The Masquerade - Who Wants To Live Forever?

[ladymermaid]

Father Koln sighs and mutters to himself "Lord... please give my dead and decaying muscles the strength to endure..." and listens at the door. Not the steel door, rather the one on the opposite side of the hallway.

OOC: Father Koln: Listen Check at the Door w/ heightened senses rolling 1d20+12 (13)+12 = 25

"We might have walked into l'hotbed of feral, artificially made, leeches, mon ami. Le Prince would want them put down, as would the Lord. Let us do our Heavenly duty, and spare none, comprenez vous?"

Meredith looks at Koln listening, "Yah I would agree with that. Let's kill all of his abominations and get out of here before morning comes."

 

[Tale_Weaver]

Father Koln sighs and mutters to himself "Lord... please give my dead and decaying muscles the strength to endure..." and listens at the door. Not the steel door, rather the one on the opposite side of the hallway.

OOC: Father Koln: Listen Check at the Door w/ heightened senses rolling 1d20+12 (13)+12 = 25

"We might have walked into l'hotbed of feral, artificially made, leeches, mon ami. Le Prince would want them put down, as would the Lord. Let us do our Heavenly duty, and spare none, comprenez vous?"

Koln
[sblock]You can hear people walking around in this room. You think you can make out three distinct footsteps.[/sblock]

 

[Strider_Koln]

Father Koln turns, initiating a huddle with Lacey, Meredith, and a very unwilling Clover.

"Now, our capetaine Socrates is not with us right now, so we must all do him proud. I hear six cloved feet. Any ideas what the Lord Wills to happen next?"

 

[ladymermaid]

Father Koln turns, initiating a huddle with Lacey, Meredith, and a very unwilling Clover.

"Now, our capetaine Socrates is not with us right now, so we must all do him proud. I hear six cloved feet. Any ideas what the Lord Wills to happen next?"

"Well.. we could knock on the door to try and get them to come out, that way we bottle neck them and pick them off as the come out possibly.. what do you think?"

 

[Strider_Koln]

He smiles wide at her suggestion. "Ah! Ha ha! I am rubbing off on you I see. It is so good that you have observed my methods sister, and are thinking accordingly! We will do this..." He briskly hugs Meredith before getting into position with Lacey, facing the door with guns drawn. "Alright four-leafed one. Do the honors, and make like the Holy Ghost, unless you are to stand in the way of the Lord's fiery boomsticks."

 

[Tale_Weaver]

He smiles wide at her suggestion. "Ah! Ha ha! I am rubbing off on you I see. It is so good that you have observed my methods sister, and are thinking accordingly! We will do this..." He briskly hugs Meredith before getting into position with Lacey, facing the door with guns drawn. "Alright four-leafed one. Do the honors, and make like the Holy Ghost, unless you are to stand in the way of the Lord's fiery boomsticks."

Lacey moves into position next to Koln and whispers "Ohh ohhh, can we yell happy birthday to them before we blow their heads off? Everyone deserves a happy birthday at least."

She keeps the shotgun aimed towards the door.

 

[ladymermaid]

He smiles wide at her suggestion. "Ah! Ha ha! I am rubbing off on you I see. It is so good that you have observed my methods sister, and are thinking accordingly! We will do this..." He briskly hugs Meredith before getting into position with Lacey, facing the door with guns drawn. "Alright four-leafed one. Do the honors, and make like the Holy Ghost, unless you are to stand in the way of the Lord's fiery boomsticks."

Lacey moves into position next to Koln and whispers "Ohh ohhh, can we yell happy birthday to them before we blow their heads off? Everyone deserves a happy birthday at least."

She keeps the shotgun aimed towards the door.

Meredith Moves to the side of the door, out of the line of sight, across from Lacey and gets ready with her claws.

 

[Tale_Weaver]

OOC: Ok so it looks like Clover is knocking on the door then?

 

[Strider_Koln]

OOC: That's the plan. Wildman said it was the polite thing to do.

 

[izillama]

Clover shook her head to clear it from the trance she had been in. Then she glared at her companions, tilting her head arrogantly at their "ready to pounce" positions. She growled, "Oh, just give it a rest already."

Haughtily, she stepped over to the door in question and gave a quick listen, readying her whip as she did so.

OOC: Are we talking more like "three distinctly shambling pairs of feet, as though of brain dead zombies" or "three distinct and clearly in-control-of-their-faculties pairs of feet walking confidently around a room"? Clover's Listen Check 1d20+7 → [16,7] = (23)