If Billie is out then no point waiting a week.
GM, please move my character to inactive. I wish you all the best as well.
until the next one.
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Sorry to say if the pace dose not pick up this week, I am going to have to walk away from this one. Will to give it a week too see.
At the burned out house. Ynja will have a chat some locals around the site of the fire, When she comes back she gives the information about the description of the arsonist and their movements as if an eye whininess had told her. ------ At the Office. At the University of London a short talk to a staff member gets them to the office. But its locked, she looks at billie. "This is more you kind of thing Billie"
She takes his arm and smiles at him. "How do I know this, well a little Birdy told me." Is all she says. "Checking out his office sounds like a good idea."
She notes Doctor Edvard. "Yes we did, and came here, we have a lead that the one who did this was that odd looking men from the other night. The dark man who was paying way too much attention to us. It seems he was after the Prof." She again looks the way the man went. "Just wish I know who he was, we could get to the bottom of this. O sorry I should have said, I'm a bit of an Amateur sloth, love a good mystery to solve." She says jockey. Then she spots Montague and waves at him.
Yep seems your not the only one Harry, things can wait. Spring is always slow and hectic
Ynja walks around a little, tracking the events. She says to Billie "He came up to the house here, stood then he lit and thow a flaming bottle through that window. Then he turns and ran down that way." She says this with her eyes closed seeing the vision in her head. She moved to a spot where he took off. "Here, here he turned and looked back, I can see him clearly." She opens her eyes. "Billie! It was the guy, the foreign looking guy for the talk, the guy who was nosing in on our group. He did it, But who the hell is he?" She says looking the way he went.
Back online yarrr!
Ynja looks on as the police work, The Half-Atlantean focused her mind.
"Billy Im going to need a while, if you see anyone who knew Prof smith try to bring them closer to me, their resonance will help me concentrate." Then she truly sets her mind to it seeing what happoned here in the resent past. Closing her eyes she pictured it.
Clairvoyance: Skill [75%/38/18] Allow Psychic to gain information about object, person, location*, or physical event, identify rough where about of missing person or object, and detect where certain event take place, The Psychic spend 1d6 rounds of concentration focusing on thing they wish to know about, spending 1d6+1 Mp in the process and making a Clairvoyance Roll, you can push but need to spend another 1d6+1 Mp, a sucess mean you perceive some relevant information, if outside force does not want to be "read" then the difficulty of the Roll is raised, Certain objects may assist in the Roll. A success means the psychic is able to perceive some relevant information. The nature and detail of the information gained are the purview of the Keeper. Often such information will be vague or incomplete. If an outside force (another psychic, monster, etc.) does not wish to be “read” then the difficulty level of the roll is raised. Certain objects may assist in a reading, such a photograph of a missing person or an object personal to the clairvoyant hero. In such situations, the Keeper may reduce the difficulty of the skill roll. If the psychic reads and senses a Mythos presence, or somehow connects with the alien intelligence, they must make a Sanity roll, losing the usual amount for that monster. Other situations may also call for Sanity rolls at the Keeper’s discretion.
Sorry guys but I am calling this one as a dud, shame looked fun, but GM most have RL stuff that has got in the way. It was great meeting you all. ":)
Hi GM are you ok, we seemed to have slowed down to a post every few days. Which for a new game is kind of worrying.
Just then the Phone rings. "O I bet thats my handsome Priest. Now should I tell him my sins." She chuckles and picks up the phone. "Hello Father Montague... I see, yes of course I understand... Well if your heading there how about some helping hands. Yes.. alright in an hour say. Yes, see you then." The phone goes dead and she puts it back. She turns to Billie with big Smile. "Seems we have another meeting with the good Father in an hour, at the Prefacer house." She walks to her bedroom to get ready. "A Mystery Billie!, a real Mystery!, no more lost cats and missing husbands. The game is a food, unleash the hounds and put up the main sail." She says from her room to the sound of hangers being taken of the racks, and draws being opened. She comes back out sometime later
As the times came, Ynja picked it up and sat, lunging on the shaslong in a silk robe, slipers and not much else. She flicked throw the pages, and stopped. Calling out to Billy. "Billie my love, says here that Doctors Smiths house burned down last night. He's missing with his man servant." She gets up and hands Billie the paper. Going to the phone she looks up a number. "Hello, can I speck to Father Montague... I see can you give him a massage once he has finished mass, yes Ill wait, could you tell him that Miss Eva Ragnavold rang and its in relation to Prefacer Smith. He will know who that is, and could he call me back. Yes 1672 High Gardens Kensington. yes, and you, goodbye." She walks back over to Billie. "Well gives me and excuse to tall to that handsome Priest again." She says with a wink. Sitting down at the breakfast table she sips her coffee. "So what do you think, odd his house burning like that. And that odd feller at the talk. Shifty" She says trying to be dramatic, like a good who done it.
Ynja will tell you all she is going riding and shooting the next day.
"I shot coyotes and wild rabbits back home in Texas, but this will be new to me, shooting Birds made of clay. The lord who is doing this shindig says I can bring who ever I like, long as I bring my long gun. Wants to see a girl shoot a Winchester I think. I'm more a hand gun Gal myself, nothing better than having a pistol in your hands when facing down a bad Hombre. I used to have a good old Colt peacemaker, but I traded that old rod in for one of them new 1911s. Real nice weapon. I can see why the US military moved to them. So what you say, if want to come a shooting."
Spell Sam Loss
GM is fine just RL slowing posting, have no fear should be service as usual soon. haha
I sent the GM a MP see if they are ok.
Ynja's Tail: She was waiting, it had not been hard to get onto the small gate house unseen. Tucked away as it was at the mack end of the state. Ynja's sat in one of the fine upholstered seat. And looked around the room. Erotoc echoing on the walls, karmic sexual states on walls and alcoves mixed in with images of expeditions of Africa and the far east. All showing images of a well dressed man. Some he was with locals and more than a few he was with young tribes woman with little of no clothing in them. There where African fertility stautes and masks littering the place. And as that Italian nude paining of venus?. She took it all in as she sipped from a whisky she had poured herself and moved the British survice revolver she had resting on her lap. She thought back to the events that had bright her here. Billie had told her about a woman looking for her sister. Just of the boat form India. The sister new to England was booked into the Ritz hotel, taking a room for the night before bing picked up my her older sister and both of them heading to Manchester where the family has a thriving textile dyeing business. She had just finished prop school in Bombay. This would the the 1st time she had seen her family in over 12 years. Bright eyed and happy. But when the older sister had arvied at the hotel, her young sister was missing, bags and belongings all in the room but the hotel staff stated clearly the bed had nut been slept in. Police asked around but all that could be found out was they she had left that night form the hotel. After asking for a ticket to a well known show in the west end. And that was it, missing person lost in the smog of London. That is when Ynka came into it. She called the sister and asked her to bring some things from her siblings belongings. The sister was at her wits end, anything just help. So Ynka meet her and they talked about her sister, whats she was like, what she liked and how she would act. From the belongs she got nothing, The following day Ynja went the hotel and again at the room nothing. But in whime she went to the bar and showed a photo of the missing girl to the staff. Yes, one said, I remember her, she came and had a limon-aid with ice and sat over there. He pointed and Yana went to the and sat. She held the photo and closed her eyes. And slowly sounds images came. It was late, The girl in the seat was talking to a man. He was joking and telling her was off the see the same how. Well dressed and well spoken, she could not see his eyes or face but in hes evening suits lapel a small blue flower. They got up and left. Ynja slowly opened her eyes and looked over at the bar man. Do you have reguler gentalman drinker here who likes to ware a blue flower suits lapel. the barman nodded and a name was given. It only took Ynja to track him down and to find his estate in Essex. A train ride and Pub room in the local village soon had the gossip coming. Of the local lards 'Parties' And his tucked away gate house. Where he entertained, others, lights at night in the darkness, Screams and shouts. Ynja had hired a horse. And taken to riding up close to the manner. One day when she could see no-one was around, jumped a gate and walked around the kate house. It did not take her long to find the patch of newly dug earth. Digging down she found a hand. With a ring on it she new to be the missing girls. She coverd it up once more, checking she had not been seen. And did some more looking, she stopped to three mounds. Here was a killing field.
She made up her mind and going to the gate house found a way in, looking around she had found a few weapons, but the revolver would do best. Getting herself a drink she had taken a seat and waited. She did not need to wait long. The house of a mount and boots, the door unlocked and some one strode in. Yaja stood up and waited by the door to the main room. It opened and the man with that face came in. "Who in the blazes a" He never finished, she reached out pulled him into the center of the room bring the gun up to his temple, she looked him deep in the eyes as she blow his brains out. He eyes only held shock as they rolled back into his head. She lowered the body to the ground, took his hand placed it around the gun. Checking he looked right for a subside. She went over to his desk and in a shaky hand as if a man in distress, she wrote, For the evil that lives in my heart, I can't live anymore. I killed them, I killed them all, I can hear they calling to me form the garden, make them stop make them stop She cleaned the pen, than put some ink on the thump of the dead man. Getting up she left closing the door and checking none was around, before heading back to the village. The next day she posted a letter to the sister. It simply said. Your sister has been avenged The news had the story well before the letter arrived, But Ynja know the sister wound understand. Ynja felt no guilt or remorse for what she had done. On the wide open planes of the American mid west, the trides knew that monsters where real and a true brave fight them.
She holds onto Montagues arm and adds in. "Yes sounds intriguing" She keeps an eye on the odd eavesdropper.
Yep slowed down a bit fast.
She gave up on getting a direct answer from Doctor smith. It was ovisus to her he was holding something back or more likely hiding something he had found out.
She turns her back to the dark stranger and brings her hand up unseen.
"Nous avons la société Bille" She says in French with a smile
Prof. Smith:"My theory on these Haunting, are that they aren't really ghost, more like thing that stuck inbetween spacs and time, and that these Haunting represent perhaps random, perhaps purposeful, certainly unsuccessful-to return to this Time and Space" "Very tricky of you, you did not answer my last question Doctor, did you manage to interact with it and it you?"
She greets Doc Smith has he comes over. "A very interesting talk Doctor Smith. But ant you all just talking about Ghost's, thouse Echos of the past. Ya see I ply my wares as a Mystic and all. So I know a bit about what I speak. The key question is, when you observed this hunter, did you manage to interact with it and it you?" She asks him.
"You have never had a cook out on a ranch. Best beef you can have. From Hoof to grill in minutes."
Ynja asks a question "You said Historically each apparitions was held to have disappeared I ask, dose this mean that all apparitions have an origin before in time of observation. And that none do so in the opposite time direction, where the observation came before the disappearance. If this is true can one assume, That the subjects that form such apparitions are being moved in space AND time? in a forward progression only. Which begs the question Dr. Smith and pardon my American, the ones that get off the Trollycart. what did they say happoned when they where in this apparition movement state?"
"Doc A it is then"
"Good to see you again Doctor A, you said last night you where from Aalborg, that the place with the crooked houses right. Never been but it sounds nice" Then as they took in she says to everyone around her. "You know I'm more a kind of grilled raw stake girl, but this here roast beef you English have, well it's Mighty testy." for the dinning hall thinking IMAGE HERE is this right GM?
Just asking is
Running around the apartment with just her slip on she says looking for the right clothing. "Well lets get ready, the man give me the he-be-ge-bis to be honest. Glad you don't like him as well. Just in case Ill go equipped Also Father Montague will be there, Ill try and snag seats next to him. Now hurry on get ready.' She ended up in her Nicer Blue slacks outfit, Flat Boots, topped off with a hat and winter coat. London was always so wet and cold even in summer the nights where chilly. Looking her self over in he mirror. She nodded, "That will do nicely, my good sir" She says in a fake brit accent,
Ynja is a little worried about this Harry guy showing up again, so she goes agent ready. who ever he is he seems to be after Billie.
After seeing the exhaustion, Ynja will head home.
Shall we jump to next day?
Seeing Billie not like Harry, Ynja pulls Harry Montague and
"Best keep out of that one" Then as the walks she asks. "So Doctor Asbjørnsen, thats dutch right? My family is from Sweden originally. I hope you don't mind me calling you Edvard. And I would love to take up Fathers Montague's offer of a tour of the exhibition if you don't mind" As she holds Fathers Montague, arm she says. "I think it best that you know farther that you and I are some what in the same line of work. I don't main souls, That I will leave in you hands, I means in the powers beyond. See I ply my trade as a mystic. A reader of tea leaves and starer into crystal balls the works. I bet a hundreds of year ago your forbears would have burned me as a witch. Truth is, its all just flim flam. See I tailer to rich old ladies looking for lost cats or where their dead husbands left the share certificates. You know in both cases I just tell them to ask the neighbours. Nine times out of Ten they will know." She says this dead pan..., then busts out laughing at her own joke.
Harry Mallin do you have a discerption :)
As Montague's words the tall American stops in her tracks and back tracks to the tall priest. Taking his arm she smiles up at him. "Well now I am will if you are" she says with a grin.
She grins at her flatmate as she goes on about the unreachable Prest. "Billie! All I said was hello, even a Flapper Gal like you knows I don't go a buckarooing with every fine man I meet. Mind you I would not mind him taking my confection." She whispers the last part in Billie's ear. while Billie waits for her guy. She looked around the exhibition, she always had an interest in this kind of stuff. But she preferred Native American stuff.
Once he comes, she greets him as well.
She was relieved the old gent was not a dirty old man. Her directness kicked in again. "A Doctor? you and an academic doctor or a medical one." she tagged on. "Sorry, name, I always forget that, Ynja Eva Ragnavold, but everyone just calls me Ynja"
I had good thinking and I think her having Clairvoyance I feel is just too powerful too soon in the game,
But I want to make her mentally robust, so use two talents to give her. 2: Resilient [Rank 2]
She is a hard nut, a fighter type who can keep her cool.
She smiles at him and her blue eyes glint for just a moment. "Je suis désolé juste moi, et j’aime le retour. je suis Mlle Ynja Eva Ragnavold, Père Montague" Then she takes in the two old Gents "Billie, what's with the gents, you know them?" She seems to be a little protective of Billie as she says this, wondering if the old dusty gents were giving her unwanted attention, Father Montague may have come over to save her as well.
She looks on as the tall priest offers his hand to Billie.
"It seems he likes you Billie", and is that a French accent? she takes a step back and looks him up and down. "Eh bien, je vous prie de boire un grand verre d’eau"
Her accent is American and she notes the two other men there.
Hi All
Ynja has an American accent and directness. She joined Yukio Tani (1881 - 1950)
Ynja had been having a conversation with one of her old clients who just happened to be at the opening as well. Why Billie had asked her to come to this meeting of old men she did not know. Not unless they were heading out on the town later with some dusty Oxford types. She ended the conversation and looked around for her flatmate and stopped dead in her tracks. A man had come into the room, a giant of a man, good-looking and young. A smile crossed her face and she made for Billie. "Billie"
At 6'2" Ynja was shorter by just under half a foot, Her nordic blue eyes took him in. She pays no heed to Dr. Asbjørnsen or Prof Smith as she does not know them.
Has the game started?
Cool got it, thanks Billie Hardened
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