You all round the corner and head in the direction Khova indicated. Barely ten seconds later, you nearly run into Shen, running in the opposite direction and looking unwounded. He skids to a stop. "What is it, what happened? Got your alarm," he says with a nod to Taran before his face turns grim. "And I found another body, killed maybe half an hour ago. Haven't had time to alert the rest of the monastery yet. Did you get them? Khyber, did you see them?"
Taran slumps, "H-He g-g-got aw-away." he says, "kn-knew it w-w-was a tr-trap, tried to at-attack from th-the hall. Fl-Flight, In-Invisibility, t-t-turned to m-mist and fl-flew thr-through a cr-crack in the w-w-wall..."
"Butt slaps," Shen tells Vishal flatly before turning his attention to Taran. "But you did see him, at least. More than we had before. Can you confirm that he was an oni?"
Vishal nods and begins to send information to the entire team telepathically one at a time, “His clothes are radiating illusion magic and his Glaive is a non descriptive magic. I still don’t trust him and I have one more way to confirm it’s him but it’ll use up my strongest magic which includes bringing someone back from the brink of death.”
"Sounds like an oni, then." Shen frowns. "Get some rest. In the morning, you can talk to the spirits, see what they can give you." He sighs. "Pick any of the spots that people are resting. I've got patrols to supervise." Looking frustrated, the elan turns away.
As Shen turns around Vishal calls upon his magic once again to psychically reach to anyone in the world that’s he’s mean before and sends Shen a short mental message.
Sending Message: It’s Vishal. Give me your exact location now. If it’s really you in front of me turn around and say Vishal you’re a paranoid idiot.
"The relevant equation is: Knowledge = power = energy = matter = mass; a good bookshop is just a genteel Black Hole that knows how to read." - Terry Pratchett
Druhdaar arrives at that moment and grunts, his nose twisted in a grimace:
" I wonder if I'd recognize its scent again. That thing smelled of evil and death. Not the kind of thing you can unsmell , either... "
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' Rogues Will Be Rogues ' (Circle of Fives Admission Rules, § 6 par. IV) " Put It Down. Now. Or Be Sorry. " (D. Khar-Errendis' Reported Tips For Curing Soul Ailments And Assorted Bad Behaviours, v. LIV p.XIII) " Tween thisThy and yonThou, shall I prove to Thee that these art what thou dost see ? " (Grimoire of The Great Pananthyr) " This One has said enough. Now, we fight. This way please ?" (8th Grade Bronze Disciple Raulnar Drohjo, Way of the Open Palm)
Taran shakes his head at Caelius, "Y-You g-g-guys c-c-can g-g-go to sleep,"he says in a small voice, "I-I-I should ch-check the v-v-victim, I-I c-c-can r-r-report wh-while you a-a-are pl-planing t-tomorrow, b-b-but I n-need to ch-check th-the sc-scene, s-s-see if th-there are an-any n-new cl-clues..."
Saying little else, Taran runs to catch up with Shen, "U-Um, s-s-sir, I-I sh-should ch-check th-the sc-scene, and the b-b-b-body, s-s-see if I c-c-can f-f-find new ev-evidence..."
"Right now, I'm going to let the station know. Then we'll do a quick investigation for time-sensitive clues - which you can help with - and then the priests will be with the body the rest of the night. At which point you really need to go get your sleep." Shen replies.
"The relevant equation is: Knowledge = power = energy = matter = mass; a good bookshop is just a genteel Black Hole that knows how to read." - Terry Pratchett
"I-I-I'll tr-tr-try n-n-n-not to b-be in th-th-th-the w-w-way s-s-sir." Taran says while signing to Mister Caelius.
"It should not be more than a few hours at most. I shall endeavor to be ready to assist you all with our new plan of action in the morning. You all rest, and I will try and make sure you have all the information I can uncover to aid you."
“One hour. Only the essential things. If you don’t get enough sleep tonight, you will not helpful to the investigation. You may even be, dare I say it, detrimental to it. I know that look. You are not the cause of our failure tonight. In all things luck is involved and luck was not with us. Understood?”
"The relevant equation is: Knowledge = power = energy = matter = mass; a good bookshop is just a genteel Black Hole that knows how to read." - Terry Pratchett
You all round the corner and head in the direction Khova indicated. Barely ten seconds later, you nearly run into Shen, running in the opposite direction and looking unwounded. He skids to a stop. "What is it, what happened? Got your alarm," he says with a nod to Taran before his face turns grim. "And I found another body, killed maybe half an hour ago. Haven't had time to alert the rest of the monastery yet. Did you get them? Khyber, did you see them?"
Stella Diamant, Human Rogue 17 (Swashbuckler), The Exploits of Misfit Company
Kat, Medtech, Cyberpunk: Red
Shi, Changeling Bard 4 (College of Spirits), Tyrant's Grasp
Dani, Human Artificer 9 (Armorer), Skulls and Starships
DM, Project Point (Teams Scimitar and Longsword)
Everything Else!
Taran doesn't say anything, just levels his crossbow directly and Shen's chest. Waiting.
Taran Cragshollow (Summit Road)
"Oh, and wing," Shen adds shortly, hand tightening and loosening on his glaive's haft in a stressed motion.
Stella Diamant, Human Rogue 17 (Swashbuckler), The Exploits of Misfit Company
Kat, Medtech, Cyberpunk: Red
Shi, Changeling Bard 4 (College of Spirits), Tyrant's Grasp
Dani, Human Artificer 9 (Armorer), Skulls and Starships
DM, Project Point (Teams Scimitar and Longsword)
Everything Else!
Taran slumps, "H-He g-g-got aw-away." he says, "kn-knew it w-w-was a tr-trap, tried to at-attack from th-the hall. Fl-Flight, In-Invisibility, t-t-turned to m-mist and fl-flew thr-through a cr-crack in the w-w-wall..."
"K-Kaori bl-bled him, b-b-but w-w-we c-couldn't st-stop him. H-He even h-had t-t-time to l-leave a m-message t-t-taunting us.... I-I'm s-s-s-sorry," Taran looks away, "Th-This w-w-was our b-best b-bet, t-t-t-too sl-slow, t-t-too w-w-weak."
Taran Cragshollow (Summit Road)
Vishal narrows his eyes and asks, “What my favorite style of blessing?”
"Butt slaps," Shen tells Vishal flatly before turning his attention to Taran. "But you did see him, at least. More than we had before. Can you confirm that he was an oni?"
Stella Diamant, Human Rogue 17 (Swashbuckler), The Exploits of Misfit Company
Kat, Medtech, Cyberpunk: Red
Shi, Changeling Bard 4 (College of Spirits), Tyrant's Grasp
Dani, Human Artificer 9 (Armorer), Skulls and Starships
DM, Project Point (Teams Scimitar and Longsword)
Everything Else!
Vishal nods and begins to send information to the entire team telepathically one at a time, “His clothes are radiating illusion magic and his Glaive is a non descriptive magic. I still don’t trust him and I have one more way to confirm it’s him but it’ll use up my strongest magic which includes bringing someone back from the brink of death.”
Taran cringes, "I-I-I-I d-d-d-don't kn-know f-f-for c-certain. I-I-I've n-n-never en-encountered an O-Oni b-b-before, s-s-s-sir. H-He w-w-was huge, t-t-ten f-f-feet at least, p-p-pale sk-skin, c-c-clawed hands. H-He w-w-was w-w-wearing a m-mask, a-a-a st-stylized m-m-monkey I-I th-th-think, s-s-sir. I-I'm s-s-sorry, I-I j-j-just d-d-don't kn-know f-f-for certain."
Taran Cragshollow (Summit Road)
"Sounds like an oni, then." Shen frowns. "Get some rest. In the morning, you can talk to the spirits, see what they can give you." He sighs. "Pick any of the spots that people are resting. I've got patrols to supervise." Looking frustrated, the elan turns away.
Stella Diamant, Human Rogue 17 (Swashbuckler), The Exploits of Misfit Company
Kat, Medtech, Cyberpunk: Red
Shi, Changeling Bard 4 (College of Spirits), Tyrant's Grasp
Dani, Human Artificer 9 (Armorer), Skulls and Starships
DM, Project Point (Teams Scimitar and Longsword)
Everything Else!
As Shen turns around Vishal calls upon his magic once again to psychically reach to anyone in the world that’s he’s mean before and sends Shen a short mental message.
Sending Message: It’s Vishal. Give me your exact location now. If it’s really you in front of me turn around and say Vishal you’re a paranoid idiot.
Shen sighs and turns around. "Vishal, you're a paranoid idiot, now go get some sleep." He waves and keeps heading towards the security station.
Stella Diamant, Human Rogue 17 (Swashbuckler), The Exploits of Misfit Company
Kat, Medtech, Cyberpunk: Red
Shi, Changeling Bard 4 (College of Spirits), Tyrant's Grasp
Dani, Human Artificer 9 (Armorer), Skulls and Starships
DM, Project Point (Teams Scimitar and Longsword)
Everything Else!
Caelius nods and signs,
"He's right. We need the day to organize and plan. Let's go sleep."
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"The relevant equation is: Knowledge = power = energy = matter = mass; a good bookshop is just a genteel Black Hole that knows how to read." - Terry Pratchett
Vishal sighs and shrugs saying, “I can’t be too careful.” Before turning to the others, “Well....guess my plan failed. Onto Druhdaar’s idea tomorrow.”
Druhdaar arrives at that moment and grunts, his nose twisted in a grimace:
" I wonder if I'd recognize its scent again. That thing smelled of evil and death. Not the kind of thing you can unsmell , either... "
' Rogues Will Be Rogues ' (Circle of Fives Admission Rules, § 6 par. IV)
" Put It Down. Now. Or Be Sorry. " (D. Khar-Errendis' Reported Tips For Curing Soul Ailments And Assorted Bad Behaviours, v. LIV p.XIII)
" Tween thisThy and yonThou, shall I prove to Thee that these art what thou dost see ? " (Grimoire of The Great Pananthyr)
" This One has said enough. Now, we fight. This way please ?" (8th Grade Bronze Disciple Raulnar Drohjo, Way of the Open Palm)
Taran shakes his head at Caelius, "Y-You g-g-guys c-c-can g-g-go to sleep," he says in a small voice, "I-I-I should ch-check the v-v-victim, I-I c-c-can r-r-report wh-while you a-a-are pl-planing t-tomorrow, b-b-but I n-need to ch-check th-the sc-scene, s-s-see if th-there are an-any n-new cl-clues..."
Saying little else, Taran runs to catch up with Shen, "U-Um, s-s-sir, I-I sh-should ch-check th-the sc-scene, and the b-b-b-body, s-s-see if I c-c-can f-f-find new ev-evidence..."
Taran Cragshollow (Summit Road)
"Right now, I'm going to let the station know. Then we'll do a quick investigation for time-sensitive clues - which you can help with - and then the priests will be with the body the rest of the night. At which point you really need to go get your sleep." Shen replies.
Stella Diamant, Human Rogue 17 (Swashbuckler), The Exploits of Misfit Company
Kat, Medtech, Cyberpunk: Red
Shi, Changeling Bard 4 (College of Spirits), Tyrant's Grasp
Dani, Human Artificer 9 (Armorer), Skulls and Starships
DM, Project Point (Teams Scimitar and Longsword)
Everything Else!
Caelius frowns,
"How long will it take you to do the time sensitive things? We can help in the morning with the other items of business."
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"The relevant equation is: Knowledge = power = energy = matter = mass; a good bookshop is just a genteel Black Hole that knows how to read." - Terry Pratchett
"I-I-I'll tr-tr-try n-n-n-not to b-be in th-th-th-the w-w-way s-s-sir." Taran says while signing to Mister Caelius.
"It should not be more than a few hours at most. I shall endeavor to be ready to assist you all with our new plan of action in the morning. You all rest, and I will try and make sure you have all the information I can uncover to aid you."
Taran turns to follow Shen.
Taran Cragshollow (Summit Road)
Caelius steps in front of Taran and signs,
“One hour. Only the essential things. If you don’t get enough sleep tonight, you will not helpful to the investigation. You may even be, dare I say it, detrimental to it. I know that look. You are not the cause of our failure tonight. In all things luck is involved and luck was not with us. Understood?”
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"The relevant equation is: Knowledge = power = energy = matter = mass; a good bookshop is just a genteel Black Hole that knows how to read." - Terry Pratchett
Taran looks away, signing.
"I will endeavor to limit the burden upon I place on the investigation, Mister Caelius, but there is little else I can contribute except this. And-"
Taran stops, then continues
Taran Cragshollow (Summit Road)