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The sergeant pauses.
"I've quit. Lieutenant's waiting for you when you're ready." he says brusquely. "Go on in. Any heat, blame it on me."
"Turns out 'Hossiter' couldn't take on any shape but that of her mortal form. She did agree to some quick disguise - not sure how convincing it was, but it seemed reasonable. We all kept an eye out, but no-one seemed surprised." We took the bodies - sorry, the scrap - back here for examination. It was pretty clear the two killed - uh, destroyed - in the basement had been decapitated, then dragged into a pile, partially disassembled, covered in oil and burned. Looks to have been done by a large, sharp scythe. Given what the gardener did to the manservant it attacked when it was leaving, it's the primary suspect." Looks like it used the rare metals from their construction to lure the ooze-things out of their nice warm cage. We stopped it opening the Hound's cage - I've put a note in Diene's record about that. Found out later there's some sort of last ditch trap. If the circle is broken the fire that started was supposed to ash the whole zoo instantly. Someone needs to talk to them about their security." "I'm resigning." "It happened again. At least no-one died - but Constance only just made it. Magic kept her alive, but it couldn't grow her skin back properly. Thirus nearly died. Diene nearly died." He sighs "I thought I was making a difference in this damn city. The Law might have trouble, but..." he sighs again "I've been cut off. Archon was pretty clear what he expected, and I said no. Not even sure if I was right. I'm going back to the Worldwound. Thirus has volunteered to come with me - I think he's decided a paladin code doesn't really work in Qantium." "The others are going to come in in a moment, give their thoughts. I'd prefer not to be here when they do. They're good. You've got my recommendations." "Can't say it's been a pleasure - but you've been a good boss. When I worried about the shades of grey that make up this damn city, you were always one of the whites. Good Luck. I might be heading into an abyssal invasion, but I think you need it more."
The Sergeant barrels in, intending to bowl over the construct.
The Sergeant pounds past the fight to Mia.
The Sergeant screams, and charges into the Mouther, ramming it with his shield
The Sergeant roars and races forward to the start of the glass.
Mia:
Mia: Sure. I make you 2-3 rounds ahead. "I... I don't know." The sergeant sounds dispirited "Can't let them free... Sure. Castor, you've got command for now. I'm not in a fit state to lead. Sorcerors can have temporary command during emergencies, right?"
Meanwhile the Sergeant nods to Castor in acknowledgement, walking closer to him and talking - making it harder to follow the argument.
Castor:
"Let me go Diene. That's an order."
The Sergeant struggles a bit, but is obviously held firm.
The Sergeant looks more closely at the figure
"All right. Everyone grab a few breaths, then we head back in."
"Let's head out. Get some air. Exchange notes." orders the Sergeant.
The Sergeant seems on the verge of countermanding, then pauses
The sergeant nods "Alright. We'll go in, Quench the basement. Let's get some wet cloths, like Castor suggested.
Puffing a little, the Sergeant arrives in time to hear Thirus.
Calling everyone together he summarises
"Yeah! Nobody go in till I get there!" The sergeant yells at departing backs.
Isama:
The Sergeant winces at De Morgan's cutting comments "One more still coming in, sir" he reports.
The sergeant nods, and heads out to the waiting room\recreational area. "Alright. Everyone head in, interview starts now. Ophelia, Castor - with me." The sergeant ushers everyone in to the room where the masked Spooky stands silently waiting, silhouetted against the sunlight from the enormous window at the end of the room. Intimidate DC 15:
This is a room designed to intimidate. There's a subtle shift in the room, with smaller furniture and a lower roof near the window. Spooky just standing there is probably also designed to be intimidating, especially with the sun behind him making it hard to look.
Knowledge Local DC 10: You've researched Spooky of course. Harsh but fair, he was a bit of a hero back in his day. Lost his face to something years ago, and has worn an enchanted mask since then.
Grimacing at the reminder, Sergeant Valdemar speaks
"Five, sir. Some dwarven investigator, that crazy woman in red, some kid, a druid, and DeMorgan of course."
Sergeant Valdemar enters. The grizzled guard looks briefly apologetic at the otherwise empty office. The Lieutenant is well known for his love of his morning coffee - and he never drinks with anyone around. "Sorry to bother you sir, but they're all here now."
The Sergeant channels again and Sefu and Laurestine find the strength to stand again.
Not quite sure where his target is, the Sergeant brandishes his holy symbol and calls upon divine retribution!
"Waiting for the sun to set, so it can run." the Sergeant adds to Ophelia's guesses.
Sarge closes as far as he can, then calls out
rolls: and the spawn stumbles back, charred and blackened... but still very much animate.
The Sergeant nods
"You're clear? Did you find anything?" casting a quizzical look at the chest under Ophelia's arm "Looting?" he asks in disbelief.
The sergeant thinks for a second.
The Sergeant quickly uses the wands on the bodies. He stops briefly at the second
Swearing slightly, the sergeant finally draws the correct wand, and starts to sanctify the bodies.
The Sergeant hands out a stake to Ophelia and Laurestine, then digs into a sheathe and pulls out the wand of gentle repose issued by the city.
"Do you have this?" he asks of the team, unable to get closer to Sefu's struggle.
"He's right... but let's get the girl stashed and the stakes ready. Laurestine, can you tell the people outside to hold that fleeing civilian? Not sure if the mind control is going to come back." knowledge:nobility or profession:guard DC 15: Congratulations! You know enough about the political situation you've found yourself in to be able to work out how to maximize your Reputation. Vampire (spawn or not) captured +4
Yes, politically the city would prefer not to be handed the problem of unwillingly turned vampire citizens. If they 'died while being arrested' that would be convenient... but if you're caught killing them when you could capture them heads will roll. Any questions?
"Well done peop...team. If this is it we don't need backup, but we should probably alert HQ. Can someone write a note?" The Sergeant makes short work of a chair, turning out another pair of stakes.
"Sefu! Stand down!" yells Sergeant Valdemar as Sefu tries to stop Laurestine.
The sergeant nods "Do it"
The Sergeant starts casting.
Sergeant casts (in order): Magic Vestment: already cast. 1: Shield of Faith 2: Divine Favor 3: Resistance (self) 4: Resistance (Laurestine) 5: Resistance (Sefu) 6: Resistance (Ophelia) 7: Resistance (Castor) 8: Guidance (Self) 9: Guidance (Sefu)
Laurestine:
Just the alarm Mera put on the door The Sergeant pauses, grabs the papers and reads quickly.
"Kaz? Kaz. Go get the other sergeants. Tell them we need a cordon. Now." Looking at the door "Mera's put her alarm stone on it. If anyone had opened this door, we'd know about it." "Castor - can you check for other exits?" Stopping to look up and down the street the Sergeant hoists his shield - the holy symbol of Iomedae all but glowing on it - and says a word or two. A moment later and the glow moves to his armour.
The Sergeant takes a little longer to get down than the others, mostly due to the extra weight he's carrying; heavy armour, a shield and a gut bought on by twenty years on the job eating stall-bought food and living out of the station house instead of getting married. He clinks down the stairs, Iomedan longsword out already. As soon as he hears the story he starts running.
Hmm - I'm a little worried that we've lost 2 of 5 players so early, and that we've lost a primary combatant and a healer.
Edit: Changing name and picture
If there's too much overlap mechanically I think we're prepared to diverge. If there's too much thematically then I did toss up originally being Sorceror, and working in a dislike of stuffy dogma-ism of predjudiced wizards. If it is that two full arcane casters is one too much I understand... in which case if that's true I'll bow out in favour of Lord Zohan, as this is only his second character alias, and I remember how hard it is to get into games when you're new. if so: Abel spits out the bullet into his palm as he finishes loading the barrel of his rifle. "They just... keep... coming. We're both low on spells... But I can hold them off long enough to give you a head start."
Hmmm - I haven't picked spells yet because I don't want to overlap too badly with the other characters niche-wise. If Zohan and Abel are both picked (which I'm okay with!) I think we'll need to work to make sure we have different niches, in which case I'll pick a different school for Abel to specialize in. Abel is primarily a direct-damage blaster wizard, and it seems like Zohan might be a different build.
Abel Valdemar, ready to go.
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