"Good to hear it. I'd hate for there to be an accident."
Kappa winks at the woman, a yellow circle briefly winking out. With any luck, she'd appreciate the reprieve.
"Now, let's get this done, shall we? Can't leave this here for too long."
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Kappa nods. "Thank you for being so helpful. It's much appreciated."
"It might be better to show some restraint here - to wait, if even only for a little while. I'm sure we wouldn't want anything happening to her, would we?"
"So much do to, so little time..." He'd forgotten how much you could do with circles...he'd have to take the time to refresh his memory later. He walks up to the thugs and leans in, flat yellow eyes focused intently. "I have just have one little question for you two myself, which I could do with an answer to." He tuts a few times. "Now...are there any more boxes lying about, by any chance? One of these is bad enough, but it sounds very much possible this might not be the only one about. And if there are more that we should worry about right now...well." Kappa lets out a dark chuckle. "We'd very much love to know. It would be terrible if someone fell prey to one of these boxes because you didn't tell us about any more of them, wouldn't it?"
Kappa shrugs. "'Fraid so. This is strange and particular stuff we're dealing with. It's not like I was looking for a direct supply of water, though - if you can cover it in a thin layer that'll melt quickly, then that should help contain the effects once that happens. We can work on getting more water from there." "I suppose if you could get the ice to behave like a liquid while it was still frozen that would work too, but, ah...don't. Seriously. It might be better than what it's doing now, but I'd rather not see what it'd pick up from something like that if we don't have to."
Liquid Dreaming, huh...? Now, how did that go before?
"Tethys? You think you can get us some water sorted?"
A necromantic box. Well, that's perfectly natural after finding out about that strange oil...
Kappa gives a little nod to Eldin. "That's all for now. I'm sure there's more to see, but for now, I've got business to attend to. Just don't be surprised if you have visitors again later. Be seeing you." With a wink, Kappa exits the building, and starts heading to the area Adir said they were going to.
--------- Well. They've been busy, haven't they?
Ah. Yes, that would probably be a good idea now, wouldn't it?
Sorry for the inactivity, I'm just...not sure what to do next? Where to go?
How curious this is. A mysterious mix of blood and oil, and a second searcher of the room that is as of yet unidentified. And in this, mysteries to solve.
Once he's finished looking for conclusions on that, he walks up to Eldin. "Now, I'm aware who's been here recently, but would you be able to tell me if the doctor or his room had any visitors before this incident? Or perhaps, if anyone has simply asked after him?"
Kappa tips his hat. "Thanks for the help. I'll get to work. Sooner this is all cleared up, the sooner we can all get on with our business, right?" With a wink from one of the yellow circles in the dark he calls his eyes, Kappa walks into the room, careful to ensure he doesn't disturb anything. Right then. Back to my known work. So...what's lying around in here, then? All this stuff lying about, the scene that's been made here, there's definitely something interesting going on. And it was Kappa's job to find out what. He'd be reading the papers, checking for things hidden away, looking for telltale signs as to who's been here and just what led up to this...and that would start with poking at that mattress. Maybe I'll be able to pick up on residue if there was something in there. Suppose it's easier when you can absorb things.
Before taking off to cover the hotel, Kappa slips a watertight container to Retzack. In hushed tones, he informs him it holds:
Well, that was distinctly unpleasant. All that water might well draw attention to him too if they got the opportunity to examine him well enough, but it was just normal water. He figured he could deflect if he had to. After checking that nobody's there, Kappa heads out of the vent and out of the window. He needed to find the others.
Kappa prepares to move through the smoke. Now, he didn't want to go through something like that, given his unique biology...but in this case? It might just be worth it. Kappa surges forward, prepared for the worst, and makes for those easy exits.
The options he was faced with weren't great. He avoids the smoke, he gets flushed out like they wanted. He'd be able to mist himself so that they couldn't see him specifically, but they'd know where he was, to say nothing of the trouble that'd come about in future from what they could see. And that was without considering actually getting away. Then again, that smoke could well do all sorts of nasty things. Harm him, tag him, leave a trail behind him...sure, he'd have an easy passage out if he got past it, but was it really worth it to let that stuff near him?
He needed to think. What that smoke did was important here. So, he thought. What was that smoke? What did it do? What would happen if he broke the rod?
P.S. Meta side-note, what are the odds that we can get Kappa to break in to that office? Depends. I'm going to need opportunity, tools if I can't just jam a finger in and manually manipulate it, probably a way to ensure I don't get pinned down as a window-breaking vent-crawling intruder... That said, if he thought he had good odds of getting away with it, he'd definitely be willing.
Better not to blast the valve. It'd get him down, but then they'd know he was down there. Best way to throw off suspicion was to find another way down and meet up with the others. Kappa starts looking for other ways to get down undetected. He wasn't averse to going down via the outside of the building if he had to. With all the broken windows, it was probably a convenient way to get down quickly without making further mess.
Kappa's eyes narrow. I guess I'll have to abandon the task of the windows, for now. Seems it's time to return to the others.
Come on, are they trying to flush me out? This just gets better.
...shenanigans. This is definitely shenanigans.
Someone wanted these hidden. Too bad for them that I was the one looking.
From there, he snoops around the third floor, checking for activity and targets of opportunity from inside the vent system.
Kappa slips out into the room, and takes in the sight of all the boxes, noting the one he'd sent tumbling to get in.
Oh, come on! It had to be him, of all of them!
Kappa narrows his eyes. Fine, have it their way. He didn't have to do it all at once. Deciding to make use of the distraction he'd created, Kappa heads back to the blocked vent on the third floor, and tries to blast it free with a deluge.
Oh, what a joyful day to break some windows.
As he goes, Kappa makes sure to replace the covers properly. If he couldn't screw them back in, he could at least make it look like they were never removed in the first place.
Go ahead and call this when you think things have gotten too out of hand, because this could easily turn into everyone chasing me around for a while as I go about breaking windows.
Thinking about how this might develop, I find the idea of somehow convincing at least one of the others to go about breaking windows with me funny.
Kappa would grin, if he had a proper face right now.
He's just so curious about what the room with the blocked vent could be hiding...there has to be SOMETHING in there! But, on the other hand? He did have a lot of windows to break. Kappa works away at the most ideally positioned vent cover in the second floor hallway, first.
With the cover out of the way, Kappa starts hurling knives at the windows from his position in the vents.
...well, one the one hand, the others were looking over the body. He could probably entrust that to them.
Kappa ceases his watch on the body as Retzack gets to work, and starts working through the vents to other places in the embassy. He had another job to do.
Kappa starts by seeing what can be learned from the vent, examining the grate to see how it's secured, scrutinising the actions and general behaviour of the people in the room beyond, and trying to see if he could tell just what wasn't 'right'.
Kappa eyes up the vent. Should he tell anyone he's doing this...?
Kappa grins behind the cover of his robes. "I understand. You have your job to do. It'll just take a little more work for me to do mine." As he walks away, his attention turns to the embassy itself as he goes probing around the outside looking for security vulnerabilities. Chief's approval, huh? Don't worry. Chief Kappa's on the job.
Tethys, why did you want to play a Chaneller, may I ask? The core moves are all about having a lot of barely controlled power that tends to take a toll, and...you don't really seem to like that? It raises questions for me when you don't seem fond of what is really a core part of the class's identity. You could always play a different class, and make use of Grim World's human move to take Channel if that's all you wanted. I'm just trying to understand what you're thinking, especially since I don't think the things you're objecting to are as bad as you're making out.
Kappa walks out of the carriage, luminous yellow eyes peering out from between his robe and his hat. He looks at the pool of blood a moment. I wonder if I'll be given something stupid to do today. Then, he strolls over to the body. "One moment, if you please. I just need a look." Kappa's eyes move over the body. So...who was this? Anyone important? Anyone with enemies? Potential enemies? And what else...was there anything peculiar about the body? It had been impaled, yes. But something could have happened before that.
Oh my god, I'm dying. I love RSS right now. Bond's fine. I have no idea what that means in more detail, but I have no objections.
Once, at character creation.
I don't know what you are insinuating and my friends in Balamb will back me up on this one. But in all seriousness, I don't remember any vampires or status quo worshipping paladins in VI either. Though it could be argued that Adir is obviously related to a certain boy from the Veldt. Overall, I think we're good here! Anyway, in actual seriousness, I'm good to go. Let's do this!
Paranoia fuel. I love it - let's go with that.
I'm not trying to hide what everyone can see I am. Your bond's fine. I am, however, trying to smoke and mirrors people so that they don't look too hard into my true origins, because even I don't know anything about those. I can only guess that they're really, really fey, which could cause a lot of problems for me, to say nothing of the actual details. As for what kind of manifestation I am...well, take your pick. I'm a liquid shadow thing that makes rain. I told you I'm a Lumin, but what does that mean, really? Do Lumins actually exist, or did I make that up? If I didn't, do I fit the profile for a real Lumin? Whatever you're thinking, go for it. I'm not stopping you. Just be aware that Kappa's going to try and deflect any attempts at probing his origins, let alone his other secrets. Only one question I'd like to pose to you, while you're thinking about bonds - do you hear the same voices I do? They might not be talking to you, but can you hear them anyway?
Hazard is...defined in a sidebar in the Channeler class. I get the feeling you've only got access to the classes, rather than the actual Grim World pdf. I remember getting my hands on a sheet that features the classes in standard playbook format, which I get the feeling is what you have - the actual Grim World pdf doesn't display it's classes in standard format. Whatever the case is, it's pg. 29, in the GM advice sidebar:
Make more sense? You're pretty much putting something into the world that sticks around and that people will have to deal with while it's still there. As for this...
What about your racial move? You could take the GW Human move, we could create one based on a Zeitgeist theme feat, or I'm open to other suggestions.Again, my PDF copy doesn't list *any* racial moves for Channeler. Grim World has racial moves separate from its playbooks. You have all your standard playbook stuff, then an additional race move that's consistent no matter which class you're playing. The human's race move is great - you can take one of your starting moves, and swap it with a starting move from another class that's not in use. For example, assume you're swapping out Summon Elemental. It doesn't have to be Summon Elemental, but I'm using that as the example. You'd be able to swap that with Keeper of Curios from Inverse World's Collector, or Bend Bars, Lift Gates from the Fighter, but not with the Druid's Shapeshifter, since Adir is a Druid.
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Kappa's about the right shape, but it's pretty clear they aren't any of the known species if you get a good look. Rather than try and pretend they don't look strange, Kappa tells everyone they're a Lumin - a half-fey with a close natural connection to either light or dark. "You should see my cousin - you might have a hard time seeing me, but a few minutes with them and you'd have trouble seeing anything else for a while!" Not to say he doesn't cover up. He usually goes about in a patterned blue robe and a large, pointed hat that does a very good job of covering him, and helping him draw a lot less attention than if he went about without it. The military held a public demonstration of a new technology recently (a magic-and-technology fusion), but the demo almost got called off. What were they showing off, and what complication or interference are they trying to keep quiet? As Kappa heard it, there were piloted magitek armour prototypes on schedule to be shown that day, capable of putting incredible levels of magical firepower and physical might in the hands of mundane soldiers. They were fitted with a complex, secure combination of magical and mundane measures to ensure only the designated pilot could operate one. But apparently, a brightly coloured and undeniably insane clown managed to bypass all of them and steal one of the prototypes. That...raises questions. ----------------------- Hmmm, what do I do about bonds? I'm not sure if I should be friends with Adir, or afraid of what they might find out. I appreciate that Retzack's helping me fool everyone, but I can't help but wonder why.
You have a point, but you conveniently omitted that the one person in this case could plausibly be older than the planet, and a minimum of seven times my age.
If you want something heavy, try the Constabrewlary. Dwarven kick, without the dwarven hangover, though make sure you have someone to keep an eye on you after your first drink. There's a reason it got the name.
My personal favourite is the Silver Apple brew. It's a little taste of heaven, and I wouldn't be surprised if it literally was that. Accounts vary, but there's always a few points of consistency between the descriptions from people that have tasted it - it's light, it's airy, it leaves you feeling like you're floating, and it WILL be the best thing you've ever tasted.
I'll help set up a deal with the brewery. Hell, I'll help you sneak in to get a taste of the goods, but you better bring me some back!
Starting to wonder what would be more fun - trying to keep Retzack fooled about my age, or having him help me keep everyone else fooled!
Your drive is 'advance the agenda of your god.' Do you serve one of the Fey Titans, or some other entity?:
"Oh, they're Fey alright, but I've never met them personally to be able to tell you anything more than that."
"Time to time, I hear voices from the things that ripple. I've been lucky enough that nobody else seems to be able to hear them so far, because they tell me to do some very strange things indeed that so far, I've just been able to pass off as part of my own set of quirks." "I'm not sure how I'd explain it if someone discovered that a voice I heard from a puddle of blood told me to squash a pigeon on someone's windowsill. Or that spilling all that paint wasn't a flight of whimsy, and I did it because the pond outside told me to.
How old are you?:
"43, maybe? I think that's how many years ago I first woke up."
"I like to tell people I'm 627 though, just to see what reaction I get - some people start throwing questions at me, others are surprised at my 'youth'. It's quite amusing." "There are a few people that know the truth of my age, but otherwise pretending to be so old helps with the mystique surrounding my existence. It also helps deflect any attempts at finding out just how I came to be. I don't know myself, but I feel like it'll end badly for me if they knew." Before you joined the High Constabulary, you did something that convinced them you were trustworthy. What was it?:
"About 32 years ago, there was a massive downpour. I'd been told to head to a warehouse, and suffocate the first person to try to get into the building. With all the rain, it was easy enough to pull it off without my apparent victim noticing me."
"After that, I was to take them to a nearby building, and reveal myself to the person there." "As it turned out, I'd just brought a notorious serial killer into the hands of an officer of the Constabulary who was in the middle of investigations. That got my foot in the door. A few more such occurrences, and they trusted me as a contact, gathering information for them that nobody else could ever have acquired, for the low, low price of food and assorted baubles. 6 years later, they trusted me enough to give me jobs working alongside their groups. 11 years later, I was unofficial staff. 4 years later, I was finally officially a part of their number." "I didn't do something. I did everything. It took me 21 years for them to trust me enough to make me a member of the High Constabulary, 3 more years for them to trust me full stop, and 5 more to earn the badge that marked out that I was actually an important part of the force. That totals up to 29 years spent getting where I am."
What is your favorite place in or near the city of Flint?: "Surprisingly enough, a brewery. There's a place known as the Gilded Barrel Brewery. Not that big a name, but their product is excellent...not that I can have much to drink of anything, since being made of liquid apparently leads to you being very easily intoxicated. The processes that go on there simply fascinate me."
Pretty sure Bastian Kray's not his pitch for this campaign. He could be used here, but I don't think a version of him has been pitched for this one yet. And you forgot Slyness! Or as I know them, Shyness! Hey, it's Sora! So, the list looks more like this: ZenFox42: Channeler (concept)
Which assuming all the characters crop up, is 6. Still in feasible range if I was judging, though I wouldn't go for any more. In the end, it's Sbodd's call though.
Doing good! Had a couple of players that I needed people to take the places of, and I have improvements to make on my end, but when your crew managed to set a magical library on fire and later collectively create a place in which time and space are twisted up which I just cannot wait to use to mess with them, I'd say it's all going well. Also, I have the alias and sheet stuff for the Rainlord done already. All things considered, I found myself quite amused by the fact I could get a "badge of rank" from my gear list considering the circumstances of the campaign here.
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