Psychic Focal (Character event)

Drakador_Chaos

Tson (Fort_Master_Gustav )
"Essentially another term for other dimensions, if you will, it could reflect another place wether it is here, in the past, the future, in a world of ghost or one of the many psychic realms, the theories and possibilities regarding that are vast, psychic interferences are a...nasty thing sometimes. I could take a look at it if you wish and see if I get any data, but it is a gamble at best."
He turns his head to the ambassador...
"Or do you have any clues?"

Fort_Master_Gustav

Drakador_Chaos ( Tson )
"Well, I very recently read a book in the library of a friend of mine, from this very planet, about the theory of psychic projection. Whilst that may sound far-fetched to anyone, I myself can do it, and I've seen it been done in this planet beforehand. Perhaps that is the case with the bell?"

The Ambassador looks thoughtful.

"At my time in Gostck, after I talked to the Mer-King, a being that was possesed attacked me. So such thing is absolutely possible within the realms of psychic powers and in this very planet."

Tson

Drakador_Chaos Fort_Master_Gustav
He steeples his fingers again, and looks thoughtful, and sits for a while as the rain drums on the window behind him, then he leans back and takes another sip from the Chalice.
"Gentlemen, I have little knowledge about these, "Dimensions" you speak of, and there are also complications which prevent me from viewing the bell personally, therefore I would be indebted to you both if you could examine it and see if you come to any addidional conclusions. I will also question your friends to see what they have to say about it."
His view shifts to the Gargoyle that is currently lying stretched out on the hessian mat.
"Also would you care to explain... this?"

boombox
"Aes gaen tae Zagt, ware aenly in Goasckt tae see mae aunt."

Tson

Drakador_Chaos Fort_Master_Gustav
"Well I must say, I somewhat envy you, Gargoyles are beasts of protection, if the folklore is correct, I would not want to cross you while you have that beast as your guard."

boombox

Tson
Heinrich leans back to take a nap, and Lagertha turns over to the farmer..
"So, why're you travelling down this road?"

Drakador_Chaos

Tson
Nurian looks at the Gargoyle and frowns...
"Well, after the wave happened during this night, I went outside and saw the Gargoyle jumping off a building, apparently trying to fly, I attached technology to it´s wings I will not further elaborate here so it could do exactly that, I was wondering wether it would head to any place that might be of importance, instead it seems to follow me now like a pet."

boombox

Tson
"What was zhat thing that came out of the harbor there?.. It terrified me.."
She played the role of an innocent scared girl really well..

Fort_Master_Gustav

Tson
"Very well then, it appears that I've joined this team of research towards the bell, and I've no complaints. Now tell me, however, is there anything special to be said about this bell? Forged by some mystical means? gifted from someone? Any kind of backstory?"

Drakador_Chaos

Tson ( Fort_Master_Gustav )
"The bell had an extraordinary psychic resonance compared to other objects found so far."
Nurian rose from the chair...
"I suppose it is time to leave then."
He was about to leave the room, but halted, turning his head to hte major once more...
"Can you prepare a few rods of iron or steel and let them be brought to the churchtower? If everything works as intended you will receive them back intact again afterwards."

Tson

boombox
"Aer, whul..."
He looks at her, confused.
"Whut thaeng aer yae talkin' aboot?"

boombox

Tson
"There was a really, really large monster that came out of the water in the haven, and everyone shot at it and it just.. killed them all and then.."

Tson

Fort_Master_Gustav
The mayor shrugs.
"To my knowledge, it is just a church bell, an exceptionally fine one however, I knew the man who forged it, his name was Bertram Gigli, he was from one of the cities in the east, a place called Sponsz. Unfortunately he died to the pox many years ago, otherwise I would be asking him for his opinions. It is pure brass, a material that is plentiful, but highly prized due to the fact that all ores belong to the crown, and as such must be bought from the king's estate."

Fort_Master_Gustav

Tson
"The whatever's granted its powers must have done so afterwards, now, it's either the locality or an entity, and the locality always comes down to an entity or an object, so that's what we must search for."

The Ambassador gets up from his chair, it seems he's gathered quite a lot of experience from using his own powers, and seeing other's powers as well

"We must get a move on."

Tson

Drakador_Chaos Fort_Master_Gustav
Cedric nods and stands.
"I will attend to it, thank you for being so cooperative gentlemen."
He walks to the door and opens it, standing to one side, and smiles at them, although there is no warmth in it, it does not seem so fake this time.

Drakador_Chaos

Tson
Nurian walks outside, heading towards the church, though stopping by Cecil on the way out...
"Cecil, do you know by any chance of any old maps of the world and where I could acquire such things?"

Fort_Master_Gustav

Tson
"Very well then, I'll be going to the church then."

The Ambassador leaves the room, and, like he said, heads to the church.

Tson

boombox
He looks awkward and scratches his head.
"Whil I'sn daesn't knae aboot tha', I wus jes' visitin me aunt."
The official looking man sniffs.
"People like you should be forced to take notice, you are nothing but a lazy do-nothing."
"Dae yae whant a bunch o' fives mate?"
"Clearly you have just proved my point as you have resorted to threatening violence when you cannot proceed with a discussion."
The farmer looks like he wants to hit the official, but eventually just shuts up and stares gloomily at the fire, the official sniffs again.

boombox

Tson
Lagertha turned over to the official looking man..
"Who are ya anyways?"

Tson

Drakador_Chaos
He looks apologetic.
"I am sorry Mr Nurian, however cartography is a relatively recent development here, they might have some old maps in the archive at Slock, however any that you find would merely be small area maps, I believe that our first atlas was only compiled last year, anything earlier is exclusively local."

Drakador_Chaos

Tson
He looks thoughtful...
"Hm...unfortunate, I suppose I shall take a look at 'Slock' at a later point, should it still be necessary then, thank you for your help."
He heads outside, proceeding to the church...

Tson

Drakador_Chaos Fort_Master_Gustav
The rain is colder than earlier, and a harsh wind blows it almost horizontally into their faces as they make their way down to the church, when they arrive they see three workmen in oilskins standing outside in the churchyard under a small canopy that has been erected over the tower door. The Gargoyle looks up at the tower for a few seconds, blinking the rain out of it's eyes, then pads into the churchyard, the workers looking at it in amazement.

Fort_Master_Gustav

Tson
The Ambassador approaches the workers and asks where the bell is.

Drakador_Chaos

Tson
Nurian walks over to the tower, trying to find out what it looks like currently kadn mor eimprtantly, what the bell looks like currently...