"Of course these are made out of people. The germans are always terribly efficient like that," Shrike notes with audible disgust in his voice. He crouches next to the remains and uses the end of his cane to manipulate the body as he looks for any kind of identifying or notable marks.
As the goo falls away you note half dissolved dog takes, the are English ones, home guard ones.
"Miss P? Are you there?" Shrike tried to 'think' loudly for their handler while speaking for the benefit of the others, "We've got a situation, some kind of possession weapon over what appears to be a fluid medium. It was using a body from the home guard that came in first. I don't know if there is anymore unactivated ordinance in here but I would recommend we treat Kew as a possession risk and sanitize the areas where the bombs fell."
He took a deep breath before continuing, fully aware he might be signing his own death sentence with the next admission, "Agent L and I came into direct contact with one of the targets and should be considered possession risks as well until we can submit to a full examination."
He looks to the others, "Ms. Korematsu, you're our magic specialist, does any of this sound like something you have prior knowledge of?"
"Eugh, foul. I wouldn't exactly call myself a specialist, but I can take a look, let me see..."
As Sam looks over the goo she thinks a while on what she knows from old books and her reserch.
You remember reading about a Demonic thing called The Living Lake. A small like in Poland, location lost. This lake had a surface that was said to be calm and serene, and a cool morning mist rises from it. But when travelers came close its would become alive with activity as a massive pseudopod, towering dozens of feet into the air, erupts like a cyclone. From this mass things came to devour travelers flesh and use its soul to power there form. It was said blessed silver or wards of magic and magic fire would keep it at bay. To the point an order of magic using knights sort it out and sent it back to hell with "Blessed weapons and armor, and holy fire". It was rumored that some of this lake survived this however, going into caves under hills around the lake. Where if any entered the caves, they would be covered a goo, driven mad and become monsters.
::"I see"::
came Ms Ps voice back
::"I will take that under advisement Agent Shrike, but for now consider yourselves under quarantine, and stay in the area. I will keep others out, But you must keep investigating. I need to know more. How much of a danger is this possession weapon its type and from."::
After taking a look at the body and recalling the pseudopod that came out to attack L, Sam says, "There was a creature of some sort resembling this. It was called a Living Lake, an ooze-like creature that could disguise itself as a normal, calm lake, until it was disturbed, when it could form a massive pseudopod that attacked people, dragged them under, and used their bodies to fuel itself. It was somewhere in Poland, originally, but was mostly destroyed by magi using magic, silver, and magical fire. Legend says that some of the creature survived, fleeing into caverns in the area, where it continued to hunt, albeit on a much smaller scale, turning their victims into monsters."
She stands and crosses her arms. "If the goop is what causes the change, I don't know if this will do anything, but--" She then casts Prestidigitation to clean the goop off of Shrike and L.
That the magic effects it the rotting goo falls away and smolders where it falls, turning to black ash. There was only a small amount on Shrike and L and it took a few casting to get it all off.
The black mass now seems to have fallen bellow down into the cellar you will need to look around for a way down.
"I would prefer to go down there with flame ready to hand," Shrike notes, tapping his cane on the floorboards. "But making sure it does not have another body on hand to use takes precedence. Lets try to maintain line of sight with each other at all times. I don't want this thing picking one of us off without the others noticing. I can take point again since I've already been exposed once and provide the most obvious threat profile." He started heading from the western most door of the room.
Agent L follows quietly.
The group lines up and starts to search for a way down to the cellar.
Pierce takes the rear, stealthily following and keeping an eye out
Sam goes somewhere in the middle.
She trips over her own feet.
As Sam stumbles there is a sound below. Something is moving about. You find 2 doors they seem to be a way down but locked.
Agent L has a look at the old door lock, its simple but marge, it seems this was made as a blast door of some kind, but why is it here. They tended to be placed on goverment bunkers. L takes his time, but after a while he bust it open.
What is in front of you is a goods lift.
Shrike leads the way in, adjusting to make room for the others in the lift. Hauling the blast doors shut, he hits the down button.
You all enter the goods lift and go down into the basement. There you door opens to darkness but also sounds. Something is moving about up a head. As you come out you enter a space full of shelves leading back into darkness. Box stacked on them, ALL numbered.
Shrike moves deeper into the room, trying to scan the shadows with the nightvision scope he was provided. The narrowed field of vision keeps him from seeing the jutting corner of a crate that catches along the thigh of his bad leg and sends him staggering for a moment, ruining his attempt at stealth.
Pierce frowns at the stagger, but consoles himself that at least he didn't cry out, so an unobservant enemy might not hear him
His disdain at the other man and curiosity at the boxes does hinder his own efforts at stealth as he inspects the boxes.
They are full of seeds, all kinds, libeled and listed in small packets. Latin names and all.
You can hear more than one thing moving up ahead. You can her boxs falling in the floor an rummaging about sounds.
Sam advances towards the source of the disturbance, trying to stay out of sight of whatever is there as she tries to get a look.
Ok the sounds stop, it seems someone had hard you Sam.
Turning on his night vision as well, Agent L dashes forward to hide behind the wall near the corner.
Shrike advances as well, calling up a hefty looking executioner's sword with a thought.
Pierce sticks to the rear, trying to get clear line of sight
As you up you see what looks to be a German officer pointing your way and sending two of the things your way, a third is moving things quickly to kind of box with a balloon attached.
The German officer is a projection if some kind.
Like a spirit form.
The box and balloon like a weather one used by the met office.
its small only a 1' wide and the balloon 20' tall when fully inflated
Agent L will partial charge toward the projection at the creature there. L jumps and attempts to land foot first into the creature.
Sam moves to the clear shot, focuses her gaze on the creature nearest her, and shoots at it.
Pierce decides to kick this off with a bang and pours psionic power into the shot, causing his shot to explode the monster's leg
"Load it NOW, the boxs there, and close it, then start the fuse/timer, NOW NOW fast fast,"
Without so much as a gesture, Shrike stands the executioner's sword down and instead directs three basket hilted scottish claymores to throw themselves at the gas bag of the balloon.
EDIT: "They've got another weapon loaded over there! We can't let them trigger it!"
The German officer lets out a long rant of German swear words as he looks your way.
"Grab the balloon last box, and head up NOW MOVE MOVE, you know what to do with it, I have set the rocket for our site in Ireland, NOW GO!!"
Thing-3 grabs the box from under the balloon and heads up the bomb whole to the ground floor.
"HOLD THEM, while we get away, die for the Fu--eerire"
Then the German officer winks out of being as there stimulus blast of smoke, as rocket takes of up throw the whole made by the bomb. Smokes fills the area blinding you all for a moment.
"Oh no you don't," Shrike growls and takes off after the fleeing target.
Light 6/6
One-handed 3/6
Two-handed 6/6
EDIT: Changed to account for visibility.
The fight is short, you make fast work of the things that where left.
As you do Lady C comes with a clean up team.
Its all over the news the next day, a Nazi bomb attack as Q gardens, some home guard and police reported killed when a timed bomb blow up as it was being dealt with.
You are interviewed in de-briefed, then your informed, your going to Ireland, to help with the in place team there.
This ends then game.