Psychic Focal (Character event)

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Tson
"How do I explain that.. Theres been kind of a wave, that passed through our homes, but it was no wave of water, but one of magic, if you could call it that. It rampaged through our people and we think it came from round here."
Heinrich looks around..
"Right, nuff time passed, lets get to work. Head inside and see if theyre still there.."

Tson

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He shakes his head.
"Nothing makes sense nowadays."
He passes through the wall, soon reappearing.
"The guard's asleep again, but he's got his keys on his belt now, I don't know how we're going to get 'em."

Drakador_Chaos (LeftHandofGod )
She shakes her head, looking down with a wry smile at the bag of weapons.
"For me? You shouldn't have. And no, we've just been in the pub."
"it's an Inn."
"An Inn's still a pub."
"Is it?"

Drakador_Chaos

Tson (LeftHandofGod )
Nurian looked at the tiles, then walked a bit forward, he turned around and looked at the roof of the building, doing some brief scans to see wether there was any traces up there of individuals he had already met...
Then while waiting for the results he walked over to the group, pressing the weapons bag into She'las hands...
"This should suffice for the moment. Have you seen anything moving over the roof of the shop?"

Drakador_Chaos

Tson (LeftHandofGod )
"Hm...I suppose someone is watching us." He was pondering on wether he should start chasing after whoever that may be, but eventually decided against it, it would be an ill decision in broad daylight...
He turned back around to the group...
"Have you acquired any information so far?"

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Tson
"We don't need to."
Heinrich pointed at Lagertha, who pulled a hairpin out of her braid, smiling..

LeftHandofGod

Drakador_Chaos
Velkas shrugs, her armor moving oddly after the damage dealt to it. "Nothing really. We were hoping you could fill us in on that."

Tson

Drakador_Chaos LeftHandofGod
She'la is rummaging through the bag, frowning.
"Nurian, I recognise the uses of a good knife as much as anyone, but do we really need this many? I did bring one with me too you know."
She straightens up.
"How did the meeting with the mayor go? Learn anything? We didn't have a chance to ask you."

Drakador_Chaos

Tson LeftHandofGod
"Well, you might be familiar with the concept of 'throwing knifes' even though those might not be particularly made for that.
Ahem.
Well what I did find out is that, the individuals in the carriage yesterday were headed to the next city "Gostck", one of them has likely been the trigger for the transformation of 'Nathaniel' even if they didn´t directly cause it themselves, the incidents seem to have been going for a month and there has been another event like this when the planet was colonized, though less intense, this world is in fact a colony, the starships they used disappeared shortly after they arrived, there are several people which seem to show various grades of psionically caused mutation, I have been told to meet someone called Dr. Earhart who should arrive here tomorrow, a Mer-king seems to have been driven out of the ocean by deepsea creatures and as unlikley as that sounds it might be our 'mayor' is in fact a Vampire."
He paused for a while, waiting for them to process the information.

Tson

Drakador_Chaos (LeftHandofGod )
She looks sceptically at Nurian, head held quizzically to one side.

"A vampire? did you get enough sleep last night to be functioning properly?"

Blak looks confused.

"Wait, so do you mean he is a different species? What is a Vampire?"

"Don't tell me you don't know what a Vampire is."

"Well I don't. I've never heard of it before."

Tson

Drakador_Chaos (LeftHandofGod )
She'la shrugs.
"Well I just don't think it's rational to jump to the conclusion that someone is a member of a mythical race, what on earth gave you the idea he was a Vampire?"
Blak still looks confused.
"What? Just blood? How do they survive on that? And what is the bloodcult?"

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Sam looks confused.
"Ye're goin to attack him wi' it?"

Fort_Master_Gustav
She nods.
"Be safe, Ambassador, the people of this world do not like those who do not look like them, they tolerate us because of our numbers and our strength, but for you it may be different, be on your guard, for there are many dangers around you."

Drakador_Chaos

Tson
He sighs... "In fact, I did not sleep last night just like every other day since I arrived in this galaxy, which is also why I was able to observe part of what happened in the night. However, do you intend to tell me that you´re coming from an empire that currently inhabits ringworlds, an empire which had shields which froze time in place and used drives that moved the universe, but does not believe in an potential organism whose diet is human blood? Also, I said "might be" not "is for sure", you may call it what you want, it could be just another side product of this or the last chain of such events, which opens even more questions about the nature of this planet."
He looked at Blak...
"A 'Vampire' is a creature usually mentioned in myths and legends, according to the average story it was formerly human and then turned into what it is, in consequence it can only feed off humanoid blood, due to lower tier races´ fears and lack of knowledge creatures like these are mentioned in the folklore of various civilizations. However, that the original was likely story, does not exclude the existence of such an organism, for example the 'Bloodcult' which seems to inhabit this galaxy apparently feeds off blood as well, amongst other things."

Fort_Master_Gustav

Tson
"Very well then. If I am sucessfull with my journey, I shall return here and thank you. Now, I must go, there are more leads to chase, and more truths to unveil."

Fort_Master_Gustav

Tson
"I will be safe, but what concerns me are not the people of this world, but the other powers that be."

And with that The Ambassador nods, and headsback towards the street, next on his list is meeting with that shady doctor, he does, however, notice the theme of psychic projection, something that isn't alien to him. WIth the doctor's book about projecting it into a corpse, and the merman's odyssey of being brought to this world by the same means, it appears that the people of this world are more adept to these arts than first thought of.

Drakador_Chaos

Tson
"The bloodtraces on his suit, the bloodtraces matching that blood on a statue, the object which could potentially be a coffin in the cellar of the townhall, his behaviour, the fact that he would profit greatly of the constant rain in this area, the reaction of the barman to his letter, the age in which this civilization has fallen back into and a few other things. This however is not enough to prove anything so it can be disregarded, as of now. As I said, 'might be' not 'is'.
Are there any questions or remarks which do not regard the questionable identity of the baron?"

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Tson
"Ya ever heard of lockpicking?"
Lagertha waves her hand..
"C'mon, we's got work to do."

Tson

Fort_Master_Gustav
The two guards bow as he walks out of the door, the street is busy, a fish market is in progress down the road, the sellers crying their wares, the ambassador can feel a great deal of contentment emoting off the buyers and sellers, something that he has not seen much during his stay on the planet, and feels like the warm glow of a fire after standing in a cold draft.

Drakador_Chaos
"I- well- "
She looks frustrated and bares her teeth.
"OK no, so what do we do now? How about looking into the "mutation" thing you mentioned?"

Drakador_Chaos

Tson
"That would be the next step, yes, this "Nathaniel" seemed to show a high psionic resonance, I have been told of a "Mrs. WInderly" which has apparently grown a third arm but wasn´t at home earlier, there was also a man called "James Forham" who has recently gained the ability jump over buildings, lastly there is a butcher who finds three pheasants infront of his house every morning, but that would be likely something better investigated at night.
I tried searching for the sentence "Come to the dark!" in the archives of the townhall, but all that I found was cases of extreme bloodloss every 2 months for the last 300 years, so this is also something to look into."
He seemed to be thinking for a moment...
"I will likely take a walk through the town this night and then there would be Dr. Earhart tomorrow and asking the Baron a few more questions, if nothing else of use will be found until then we should probably head off to "Gostck"."

Fort_Master_Gustav

Tson
The Ambassador ponders, coming to the realization that the doctor was nowhere to be found nearby, well not easily at least, but a deepest though occupied his mind... This place seems weird, it seems out of order, but not in a way that he'd seen before, he had been to multiple planets in the shadiest of corners gathering information about this galaxy, yet this was an unsettling location, that was his realization. However not in full fruition said thought, he jumped into action yet again, for if there is someone that knows where someone is, it is the mayor of the town, or some other official who'd keep an eye on all the lunatics that roam their vicinity.

He heads close-by, to the nearest group of people, directions are his necessity and his thirst, and the townsfolk would the be water of which he'd drink.

Tson

Drakador_Chaos (@LeftHandofGod )
"Sounds good. How about we look into this jumping fellow? Sounds interesting-"
There is a crash of splintering slate as another roof tile hits the pavement not far from where they are, She'la lets out a startled yelp, jumping slightly, then looks up at the rooftops for the source, Blak furrows his brow, a quizzical expression on his face.
"Do village shops usually have gargoyles?"

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They move silently past the sleeping guard, and reach the door once more, the lock is primitive, and it doesn't take long for Lagertha to pick it, a satisfying Click heralding her success, Sam looks down in amazement.
"Well I'll be Jiggered, how on earth did ye do that?"

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Tson
Lagertha whispered..
"You really never saw somethin like dat before?"
Lagertha turned to Heinrich..
"Damn, we could make a fortune as locksmiths here."
"Yeah, but not now. Lets get them bodies outta here."

Lagertha nodded and hoisted up John, while Heinrich picked up Sam, throwing them over their shoulders and starting to carry them outside silently.

Drakador_Chaos

Tson
Nurian looked up to from where the tile came and then at what Blak meant...
"Well, I suppose we might have already found him."

Tson

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Sam glowers.
"Careful wi' that, I's only got one body remember. Can't go getting a spare from anywhere."
The guard does not stir as they walk out, and they re-emerge onto the empty, rain sodden street carrying the two bodies, wrapped in their linen coverings, there is a strange feeling in the air that makes the hairs on the back of the two witcher's necks stand on end, a sense that the atmosphere is electrically charged somehow...

Drakador_Chaos
What Nurian sees is the stony bulk of a church gargoyle, perched incongruously on the very peak of the roof of the shop, staring down at the street below, it's body sculpted to be crouching as if ready to pounce with a pair of stony wings protruding from it's back... then with a quiet scraping sound it's head turns to look back at him! granite eyes peering down toward the surprised group.