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Should we just end this madness before it really begins. At this rate the Great Old Ones will have already loosed their madness on the world anyway??? :-).

Kwan simply reviews the surroundings looking for sources of danger, and silently surveying the walls for hand and foot holds etc.

Kwan remains quiet and observant.

Were we waiting on Kwan to proceed?

1d4 ⇒ 3 Notice Total of 11
1d6 ⇒ 6 WD
1d6 ⇒ 5 XD

1d4 ⇒ 2 Notice2 Total of 8
1d6 ⇒ 6 WD2
1d6 ⇒ 2 XD2

Kwan helps lift the crates, and puzzles for a moment placing his head against the crate with a curious frown on his face.

"If the higher caste in this land are similar to those in mine, then they would prefer visitors during the daytime... just not to early. They don't rise with the son".

"I have visited a number of castles in Japan, yet none here."

@Jake
"Jake have you ever worked on a movie in a castle?"

Adjusts his katana...recalls how much work and detail it required to make it...
"I have thought that my talents in crafting puzzle boxes and weapons that maybe I could make some of the weapon props for a movie."

@Kwan
"What of you Kwan? Do you have such hobbies?"

"I do not understand what you men by 'hobbies'. I only do what must be done, and that takes all my time".

"I have never been to a castle. Let us go". Kwan seems almost excited for the first time anyone can remember.

Kwan eagerly follows the sounds sometimes following the constable, and sometimes impatiently running ahead.

Kwan breathlessly bursts back into the room.

"Kwan heard something not right further up the valley. Let us go and see if someone needs help. I'll go get the others".

Kwan takes off to the tavern to give the rest of the crew the same warning.

This is assuming that the cry was not close. If it is then he will knock on the door of the church, warning those inside, then drawing his daggers move towards the sound.

Kwan getting a bid bored with the conversation, excuses himself to step outside and keep an eye on things.

1d4 ⇒ 1 Notice
1d6 ⇒ 3 WD

And notices that is is a beautiful evening, with a light fog rolling in.

"Sense my talking is limited, perhaps I shall explore the church graveyard for anything suspicious, and keep an eye you while you two explore the church".

Kwan keeps restlessly walking the floor, peering out the windows, and just generally agitated.

"Do you have any old clothes that might fit me a little better"? He asks Chang.

Finally he finds a quiet place to grab a little sleep, to exhausted from the ordeal to continue. What is happening here? I feel we are playing with a danger even greater than my previous situation. Can I trust these men? Has their judgement been altered? Kwan drifts of into a nightmare plagued sleep, removing his Katana from it's guitar case, and sleeping with it close to his body.

Kwan has no interest in the artifacts. Instead he is worried about what he has gotten himself into.

"I must find some better fitting clothes". He mutters looking down at his voluminous garments.

"If nobody spots us we should be good for a quick escape. I'm trying to remember if we told anyone we would be coming here. If that's the case maybe we should report that we found him like this... I hate it when there are bodies to contend with".

Kwan decides to let the others evaluate the finds. He heads towards the two entrances determined to keep watch, and warn everyone if anyone comes to the building... after all someone might have heard the gunshot.

Kwan jumps up as surprised by the gunfire as Tewfik was, and begins to furiously wipe blood, and brain matter off his skin and clothes. He looks at the Father with disproving eyes, and simply shakes his head. He then walks to wherever the man stored his clothing for something less blood splattered to change into.

Kwan is only startled for a moment, then quickly reacts his training kicks in, and he decides to try and grapple the man, holding him from doing whatever he's doing.

1d8 ⇒ 3 Fighting (Opposed)
1d6 ⇒ 1 WD

Sigh...Kwan looks ridiculous

And another Bennie spent.

1d8 ⇒ 8 Fighting 2 Total of 19
1d8 ⇒ 8 XD
1d8 ⇒ 3 XD2
1d6 ⇒ 2 WD2

And is able to tie the man into such a pretzel that you can't tell whose limb is whose. Grappled and shaken

1d10 ⇒ 7 Agility roll to maintain grapple
1d6 ⇒ 6 WD3 Total of 10
1d6 ⇒ 4 XD3

Kwan quickly evaluates the scene, and moves to subdue the man.

1d4 ⇒ 3 Notice
1d6 ⇒ 1 WD

He takes a flying leap across the room in an attempt to stop the man from doing whatever it is he's doing.

"Stop!

1d8 ⇒ 5 Unarmed Attack
1d6 ⇒ 4 WD2

And lets spend a benny here

1d8 ⇒ 1 Unarmed Attack b
1d6 ⇒ 3 WD2 b

sigh

Kwan launches himself into the room, and just when it seems he is about to tackle the man, his foot becomes tangled up in the sheets, and he ends up lying beside the man in the bed.

Frustrated at the others lack of urgency, and fearful that something bad is about to happen due to the chanting, Kwan decides it's time to enter the room, and deal with the current threat.

1d8 ⇒ 3 STealth
1d6 ⇒ 5 WD

1d6 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7 Lockpicking (If required)
1d6 ⇒ 2 WD2

1d8 ⇒ 2 STR roll (If required)
1d6 ⇒ 2 WD3

Kwan quietly clears his throat, and motions at the door with the light coming from beneath it. He then moves forward, and places his ear to the door, then looks through the keyhole.

1d4 ⇒ 2 Notice
1d6 ⇒ 5 WD

Kwan leads the others up the stairs to the top of the staircase, holding one hand to his lips in a hushing gesture.

1d4 ⇒ 3 Notice

1d6 ⇒ 2 WD

Kwan remains silent and watchful as usual. He wonders somehow if this is not part of the act, until he sees the real fear on the young woman. He continues a silent circuit of the area, looking for any signs of trouble.

1d4 ⇒ 4 Notice Total of 10
1d4 ⇒ 4 XD
1d4 ⇒ 2 XD2
1d6 ⇒ 3 WD

Looks like Kwan got the luck d4 this time :-)

Yuck! Trade show all this week, but should be able to post most evenings at least once. If not don't let me hold you up. Should be back to full force by the Weekend.

1d4 ⇒ 1 Notice
1d6 ⇒ 1 WD

1d4 - 2 ⇒ (3) - 2 = 1 Streetwise
1d6 - 2 ⇒ (2) - 2 = 0 WD ST

Kwan is so distracted by the revealing outfits, and sinuous movement of the dancers to notice anything other than his intense embarrassment at the scene. He is both attracted and repulsed by the display, and longs for the time to pass for his clandestine entry to the museum.

Cain...

I'm a bit confused. You have a Chinese name, but speak Japanese, and have studied Japanese martial arts. In addition at one time in your history you've said you're from Tokyo, yet call Shanghai your home. Not trying to be confrontational, just need to know the scoop so I can interact with the fellow easterner in the group.

Kwan once again addresses the newcomer. "Should we just keep referring to you as "sir" or do you have a name you would prefer we use"?

Does Kwan think that the Penhew is too difficult a nut to crack, or does he think he could bypass the security, and leave at night?.

1d4 ⇒ 2 Notice
1d6 ⇒ 6 WD
1d6 ⇒ 3 XD Total of 9

"I am known as Kwan". "What are you called"?

When he can get one of the other investigators alone again...probably the good father he whispers to him.

Kwan looks suspiciously at the arrival. His features mark him as from Japan, and Kwan wonders why he is hear. He goes on high alert.

1d4 ⇒ 1 Notice
1d6 ⇒ 2 WD

Kwan keeps loosening his collar, It is so hot in here. He drifts to a position where he can look out the window, while the others talk.

Kwan's eyes widen as he overhears the name from the other room. He urgently pulls on Guthrie (Who seems to be doing most of the talking), and whispers in his ear what he overheard. Kwan will relate what is in both spoilers to Guthrie.

1d4 ⇒ 1 Notice
1d6 ⇒ 6 WD Total of 11
1d6 ⇒ 5 XD

Connor takes the paper from the Friar and shakes his hand, liking him. "I am honored and gladdened that I was able to lay your fears to rest, good Friar. Alas, the Lord's work is never done, so I shall bid you a good night and Godspeed."

As they are out of the home, catching the sounds of the Friar embracing his torment, he turns to Kwan. "You see, my good man? You see? That is how it is done! Simply tell people how very important your task, and how important they are to the process, and they shall rise to the occasion! They say foul beings of Old Times still lurk. Surely this is a sign that we are on the right path! Surely this means that we are of the righteous! Keep thy head high, good Kwan! So long as you continue to fear no man, I shall make sure you need not fear anything else!"

As they briefly return to the Louders, Fr. Murphy keeps it brief. He simply knocks on the door, and to the first person he answers, in high spirits, brandishing the Friar's paper like a war-banner. "Here is the writ that I have promised! In terms of Wisdom and Providence your good Friar has concurred with that which I told you. This is a deed to be done in utmost solemnity and need!
Of note, I shall not need an animal of any strength. In fact, if you have one that is sickly and is about to be culled anyway, that shall prove preferable.
Indeed, I have neither strength of arm nor sledge of hand, so please provide some chains and weights with witch to hold the animal down.
There are preparations to be made, so I must leave you now, but I shall return soon."

With that, he returns to the hotel. The excellent staff seemed to know readily enough how to find the blacksmith and farmer, they should have no trouble pointing out a museum full of obsidian daggers!

Father Murphy breathed in deeply the cooling late air, confident that the forces they struggles against would finally find in him a force to be reckoned.

Kwan simply nods at the man. He is a holy man so he must be right... still Kwan could not help but wonder if they were leaving those they encountered better off... or worse.

Kwan quizzically turns his head and looks at Father Murphy.

"Something has changed". "Do you still speak to your god"?

Yes. Come join us in our slow (hopefully) descent into madness.

Kwan is only too happy to don the new outfit, and shows his great appreciation at the new clothes. As he's never been in a chauffeur driven car, so he's not exactly sure of his purpose, but these are new and sturdy clothes, and people don't look at him as much... especially when he's not carrying his worn guitar case.

He is only too happy to accompany the good father, though his pattern of choices does seem a bit odd to young Kwan.

Kwan Ho wrote:

Kwan is astounded at the sumptuous quarters he is given, with no need to share. His extended family could live in this space. Given his normal reserved outlook, he decides to walk the hotel, and check exits, entrances, security etc, before joining the others for High tea... Which is something he understands and appreciates.

You find multiple exits, none of which have security besides small signs. If someone reads one to you, you find it says The Savoy - guests only. The main entrance is the only one that is constantly watched by the bellmen but they are there to assist guests and not to stop anyone from coming and going. You do find yourself greeted multiple times by hotel employees as you wander the halls, always with a polite May I help you find something sir?

Kwan simply smiles and nods at any who address him.

Kwan is astounded at the sumptuous quarters he is given, with no need to share. His extended family could live in this space. Given his normal reserved outlook, he decides to walk the hotel, and check exits, entrances, security etc, before joining the others for High tea... Which is something he understands and appreciates.

Kwan stows away aboard the vessel, using the skills he learned on the way to the USA. He notes where each other member of the party stays, and counts on them to provide him food, and occasionally a place to hide. He encourages the men to spend more time on deck in the sun, and less time reading these books. He informs them that he senses changes in them after they read the tomes.

1d8 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4 Stealth

1d6 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6 WD Total of 6

Still here guys. Just Kwan is not much in the way of research. He's the muscle and observation element.

Kwan once again finds shelter at the nearest homeless shelter for the evening, and returns to the meeting place after his morning gruel. "Someday I would like to learn to read words".

Kwan is thankful for the invitation to keep watch inside out of the cold. Usually when he kept watch, the violence began immediately, but his waiting had left him a bit cold. In addition his threadbare coat did little to dampen the chill.

1d8 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3 Stealth
1d6 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4 WD

He finds an OK place to conceal himself, but anyone coming down the stairs would see him easily.

Kwan's starting to remind me of Cato, Inspector Clouseau's man-servant from the Pink Panther movies. You never see him, until he strikes from surprise.

Unless the man calls out to Kwan, specifically asking him if he'd like to come in out of the cold, Kwan will remain hidden, as he has no idea why the man has come looking for him... At least for now, unless he starts to suspect foul play from inside.

Kwan (Mainly because he struggles with the language) will take his normal outside guard duties.

1d8 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9 Stealth
1d6 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7 WD

Kwan leaves the others with a smile and nod, and heads of to the nearest homeless shelter. He hopes to blend in and keep from drawing attention. As he finds a semi-warm spot, he uses his worn guitar case for a pillow, and sleeps till sunrise. He then wanders around a bit until it is time for their meeting.

Kwan has faced more danger, and had to fight more in the last couple of days than ever in his life. He therefore is now reacting more quickly, and his reflexes and Agility are finely honed.

Raise Agility to d10

1d6 ⇒ 2 Spirit
1d6 ⇒ 5 WD

And since bennies don't carry over, and they're getting ready to reset, I might as well use the last one, since I can choose whichever I want to keep.

1d6 ⇒ 4 Spiritb
1d6 ⇒ 6 WDb Total of 10
1d6 ⇒ 4 XD

Kwan will spend his time to carefully gather up all his daggers, paying particular heed to the obviously magnificent one he got from MuKunga after lowering the stone back into place.

He obviously expresses no interest in the book, since he can't read.

Kwan also joins the others on the winch, though he is tempted to gather his magnificent daggers first.

1d8 ⇒ 2 STR Check
1d6 ⇒ 6 WD Total of 8 Success with a raise.
1d6 ⇒ 2 XD

Kwan eyes his last dagger, and wishes for success, also aiming for the head of the zombie.

1d8 - 4 ⇒ (1) - 4 = -3 Aimed Dagger to head (If gang up bonuses apply then feel free to adjust).

1d6 - 4 ⇒ (2) - 4 = -2 Piercing Damage

And since we're close... spending a bennie to re-roll

1d8 - 4 ⇒ (8) - 4 = 4 Head shot Total of 8 Hit with a raise...
1d8 ⇒ 4 XD
1d6 - 4 ⇒ (2) - 4 = -2 Wild die

1d8 + 1d4 + 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (8) + (1) + (5) + 4 = 18 Damage Total of 20 Damage To head.
1d8 ⇒ 2 XD1

Dang... Throwing knives is fun...

Kwan's mouth stands agape for a moment at the lethality of the cultist dagger. I must get that dagger back.

He then whirls and sends one of his own daggers at one of the zombies attacking his friends.

1d8 ⇒ 5 Thrown Dagger
1d6 ⇒ 3 WD

1d8 + 1d4 ⇒ (2) + (3) = 5 Piercing damage

And with all the explosions
1d8 + 1d4 ⇒ (5) + (3) = 8 20 damage
1d6 ⇒ 4 +1 damage if applicable