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"I'll stand guard outside, let you know if anyone is coming. I was never a bookish type," Charlie says, tossing the shotgun's barrel up to lean against one of his shoulders. Then he climbs back up to the chapel's main floor and moves to stand sentry in the shadows next to the door. Stealth
Charlie searches the room for any hidden doors or exits that might lead back into the tunnels. Perception
"Maybe they're afraid of the tunnels? The three we... met earlier seemed to be a search party if anything else, but I wonder if they know what happened to them?"
"Back to the Professor, back to the tunnels?"
Charlie grabs one of the pickaxes, but takes a look at the handle of one of them. "We could soak a piece of cloth in alcohol and wrap it around one of these pickaxe's handles, that might be enough for a torch."
"Aye, there's something out there. Let's go check it out, who's coming?"
Charlie leans against the barricaded door, listening for sounds of pursuit or, if he can manage it, peeking through a keyhole or crack between the doors. Perception
Charlie follows the Professor's directions, dashing across the cemetary towards the chapel at full speed. Acrobatics
Charlie dashes out quietly, following the professor to the chapel. Stealth
"Let's wait for them to pass, then make a go for the chapel. At the very least, they won't be getting me without a fight," he says, grimfaced.
"Nice thinking, Reggie," Charlie says as he watches him check the cash register, then offers a helping hand with crafting the makeshift bombs.
"Ready. But where are we going, next?" Charlie turns to the Professor, "Where in this town could we find some historical information about what's been going on here? Is there a library, museum, or town hall or something?"
"Anybody want this?" Charlie asks, holding up the second shotgun. "I'd rather us holding onto it than letting them have another gun." Seeing Reggie with the whiskey, he says, "Can I have a taste of that? All this stress - I could use a little something to calm my nerves."
"Alright, let's search this place quickly and quietly - don't want to attract any attention from the outside. There's gotta be something in here that'll give us a better idea of what's going on in this town." Charlie begins searching the grocery, looking for an office or employee's only room, and also checking behind the counter for the shotgun they'd seen earlier. Perception
"Well, we could go back down there and see what that other tunnel was about," Charlie offers. "But, since the store seems closed, maybe we should take a look around and see if we can find anything useful, or any convincing evidence to build for our case." Charlie tries the doorknob leading into the church/grocery store to see if its unlocked. If it is, he'll peek into the room just to make sure its empty.
"Doesn't seem like the sort of town to have a church... or the sort of town whose church I'd like to visit," Charlie speculates. He puts his ear up to the door leading into the church to see if he can hear anything on the other side. Perception
Charlie inspects the hatch, asking Daniel to hold the torch up to get a better look. Then, he holds his ear up to the hatch to try to hear anything on the other side. Perception If everything seems safe, he'll open the hatch slowly, giving himself time to inspect the outside world before fully emerging.
"Well, what's our plan when we get out of here? Get our hands on some convincing evidence, or find a car and get the hell out of here?" Charlie begins to look worried. "Splitting up might not be a good idea. I know we can't just leave Fletcher back there by himself for long, but we don't even have a plan. If something happened at the sawmill and you had to run, we wouldn't know where to meet you or what had happened." "If you want to go, though, then go. But I doubt it'll be as easy as just waiting at the sawmill."
"Not another one of those Guardians, I hope," Charlie says quietly, readying the gun. "If we're looking for an exit, I'd say let's go up and away from that godawful smell."
Charlie looks away as Murphy opens fire. "It's true. There were no witnesses, and I don't think the Believers are going to want a lot of police investigation going on in this town. They'll probably keep quiet, at least long enough for us to build an unbreakable case." "Keeping one might have been useful for further questioning, though."
Charlie joins in the ambush and follows his companions to confront the evil men, letting the others do the talking. He keeps his shotgun at the ready.
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Charlie dashes quickly to join the others, keeping his gun at the ready. Stealth
"You think there's a connection with what we've found in Dunwich and what that painter did? Maybe he knows something more about them - if he's still alive."
Charlie walks into the chamber and approaches the pillar. "What a room," he says, looking around him, shotgun at the ready. Perception
Charlie peers over the barrel of the shotgun at the exploded monster. He whistles lowly after the terror subsides, "I hope there's not many more of them - this poor person. Let's keep going and try to get to the other side of this tunnel before someone, or something, comes and investigates." Charlie reloads his shotgun, and then continues with the group.
Charlie suddenly fumbles with the shotgun, lifting it up to aim frantically and fire before completely gathering his wits. He starts screaming, but it is quickly covered up by the boom of the gunshot. Attack
Charlie freezes at the sight of the monstrosity, his mouth open and gasping for breath in the dark tunnel.
Charlie retreats with the group, keeping the shotgun trained on the darkness ahead of them, ready to open fire at whatever's coming at them.
"I want to get to the end of this tunnel, but do we risk gunfire? We might be heard."
"The mind is a curious thing," Charlie says, bemused. "I hope he'll be okay. Shall we continue?" Charlie will keep moving forward, shotgun at the ready, unless there are any objections.
Charlie lets the shotgun hang at his shoulder, and he looks up and down the tunnel. "How far is Dunwich from the sawmill? We might be pretty close."
"Let's do this, then. Who's taking the light?" Charlie moves to descend into the hatch.
Charlie steps up to the hatch and inspects it. "Should we explore it, or move to a new area? I'm not comfortable staying here not knowing what this thing is used for: who knows what could be down there, or what could come up here through this hatch?"
"Maybe those goat men we saw can't enter the warded areas, then?" Charlie explains the wild chase through the woods to the two newcomers, leaving out no details.
"Hmmm... a strange pattern? Perhaps, but I'm sure I walked over them and mucked up any pattern there might have been."
"We checked them for tattoos, but they seem to know even less about this whole situation than we do. They helped us find these guns, though, so I think that earns them some trust." Charlie looks down at the hatch and continues, "As they said, we didn't find Harris, but there were signs of disturbance in his home: dropped wine glass and a skipping record, and I found an empty room with small white pebbles scattered underneath the carpet. Super strange, huh?" "Any ideas on what this tunnel could be for?" Charlie asks, nodding toward the hatch.
"Hello?" Charlie calls out, cautiously entering the building and looking about for their friends. Perception
Charlie keeps his eyes peeled, leading the group with the shotgun out and at the ready. Perception
Stealth
Charlie leads the group, holding the shotgun up and at the ready once they've left sight of the houses.
Perception "Some kids are hiding over there, I think they're watching us," Charlie says, nodding toward the boulder.
"Alrighty then. Back to the sawmill? At least we know that Harris is probably mixed up in this somehow, but hopefully he's okay." If nobody has a better idea, Charlie will, when everyone is ready, lead the way back up the stairs to the main house. Before going back to the sawmill, however, he checks the coat closet for a coat big enough to at least partially disguise the shotgun while they're walking, assuming he holds it parallel and pressed up against his body. Then, back to the sawmill! Perception (coat)
Charlie holds up the shotgun, pointing it away from his companions, testing its weight and feel. "I hope we don't need to use this, but it'll come in handy if we do." "Where to from here, gentlemen? We came searching for Mr. Harris hoping that he could help us. Now we've picked up two more innocents in danger from the Believers and we haven't answered any of our questions. Who are these people and what do they want with us?" "A car might be our best bet for survival, but we should probably return to our group back at the sawmill--surely they're wondering where we are." EDIT:
Charlie reaches for the shotgun. "I used to use a gun like this hunting with my old man," he says, eyeing the weapon curiously. "It's probably the only weapon I'm much use with, if you all don't mind." Charlie fishes around in the cabinet, looking for some shells.
"Excellent find, Doctor!" Charlie says, excited that their search had paid off. "And we can only hope that Mr. Harris isn't caught up in this mess, or else this might've been a really horrible idea."
"Any ideas on what we do from here?" Charlie asks, perplexed. "I found something kinda weird upstairs, these small white marble things were scattered all over the floor underneath the rug in the master bedroom." He shows the others the stones. "I'm going to go look for a key to this lock, unless any of you have lockpicks and know how to use them." Charlie returns upstairs and goes to the bedroom, checking drawers and shelves for a key ring. He'll go from room to room, if there's time, looking around for something that might be able to open that cabinet. Perception
"Is it locked?" Charlie asks, moving forward to check and answer his own question.
"Let's get to the basement, then, gentlemen. I say we finish exploring the house and look for any signs of what happened to Mr. Harris. I found something strange in the master bedroom upstairs, as well, but maybe it would be best to just show you. Basement first?"
"Alright, then, I guess we'll team up. But we need to be careful -- this cult, the Believers, they've been called, has already claimed over dozens of victims! Including this poor man's aunt," he says, gesturing toward Reggie. "We're looking for Mr. Harris because Reggie here thought maybe he could help us. Do you have any idea what may have happened to him?" "Maybe even more important, are you armed? We don't anticipate they'd let us live much longer, if they ever figured out where we were."
Charlie nods his head slowly. "Safety in numbers is a good plan," Charlie allows, "but we have to ask one thing--to see your hands. Just hold them out and we'll do a quick inspection, if you don't mind. We need to make sure you're not one of them." Assuming he is allowed, Charlie will take their hands in his and check for any signs of Believer tattoos or tattoo removal, including a close inspection for any makeup or dirt that might be covering something.
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