Session 9 of Pine Falls

<Khayin> The eyes in the darkness were gone, but Mala knew she hadn't imagined them. There was also no question to the location -- the edge of the Pritchett territory. But was it really who she suspected? If so, what did that mean?
<Khayin> Moreover, what are you guys doing?
<Fu> Fu isn't pleased.
<Fu> And is going "D:"
* Mala is doing her best to make like a tree. (no, not "and get out of here.")
<Fu> "That... isn't good, is it?"
<Fu> "If Poacher is around that place, maybe he was the one who did to that girl-" He stops.
* Fu looks at Drake and Mala.
<Mala> "Maybe..."
<DrakeNero> "What?"
<Fu> "Shouldn't he be in the /Hedge?/"
<DrakeNero> "Should he?"
<Fu> "Hobgoblin." He adjusts his glasses.
<DrakeNero> "oh."
<DrakeNero> "Well, then yes, I suppose..."
* Fu looks over his shoulder. "Should we tell the others?"
<Mala> "I think so...this could be important."
<DrakeNero> "I agree."
<Mala> "And he's supposed to be dangerous..."
* Fu nods. "But the problem is..."
<Fu> "Only you saw him."
<Fu> "Crying wolf may be a very bad thing."
<Fu> "Er."
<Mala> "...I think I read that story. >__>; But I'm not making it up..."
* Fu looks pleasantly surprised and nods.
<Fu> "However, he could have left."
<Mala> "But he's still outside the Hedge... I thought they couldn't do that." >_>
<Fu> (Can I do a roll to see if it's possible?)
<Khayin> (Intelligence + Occult)
<Khayin> (Any specialties regarding the Hedge or Fae apply)
<Fu> !roll_ww 8 8 10 (Contract in use, I can't use it to 'figure out' something against until the sun has set or risen again, which ever comes first)
<The_Lady> Fu invokes the Lady...
<The_Lady> 3, 4, 4, 5, 7, 8, 8, 9, 10
<The_Lady> rolled 8d10. Got 4 Successes against a TN of 8, rerolling on 10 or better
<Khayin> It's not particularly common, but not impossible, either.
<Fu> "It's not a common thing to do... but unfortunately, it can be done."
<Khayin> It's... rare.
<Mala> "Oh..."
<DrakeNero> "Would someone have to let them out, in so many words?"
<Fu> (Another roll?)
<Khayin> The methods vary, though such a method sounds feasible, if complicated.
<Fu> (Can a mortal do it?)
<Fu> "It would be pretty complex..."
<DrakeNero> "That means it's *doable
* though"
<DrakeNero> "and someone who really wanted to hurt people might just do it."
<Khayin> (Unlikely, though the way things work, there could be some strange condition that allows a particular hobgoblin to go through)
* Fu sighs and removes his glasses before rubbing his temples.
<Khayin> (In regards to humans being responsible, I mean)
<Fu> "It could be a condition that let him free."
<DrakeNero> "Hmmmm."
<Fu> "We can't just stand around here, and I'm not going to flirt with fate. It took me weeks to get my head back on straight after I tried to track down that one guy."
<DrakeNero> "What's your plan."
* Mala doesn't /remember/ seeing Fu's head fall off... wait, this is one of those figure of speech things.
<Fu> "What else? Ask you to go talk to the Summer court." ^_~
<DrakeNero> "Ahead of you."
* Fu crosses his arms and looks at the woods as Drake leaves. "So, what did you hear from everyone?"
* DrakeNero pulls out his phone to call his new pals.
<Mala> "Well... I heard someone say something about doors, and how they won't even close anymore. It didn't make much sense at the time, but..."
<Khayin> "Hey, that didn't take too long," Drake hears Big Gus's gruff voice say on the other end. "Forget to mention something?"
<Mala> "Also, it felt like they were almost expecting what's happening. Like it happened before."
<Fu> "Ah. (Lovely.)" ^_^ Even without knowing the language, the sarcasm in his voice is thick as butter.
<Fu> "... Like... it happened before?"
* DrakeNero recounts what his... don't call them friends... don't call them your motley... acquaintances discussed about the Hedge and this potential escapee.
* Fu frowns.
<Khayin> (Mala, please roll Intelligence + Composure)
<Fu> "I was told by the Winter King to keep away from the Franklins, and I have noticed that there is a connection..."
<Mala> !roll_ww 5 8 10
<The_Lady> Mala invokes the Lady...
<The_Lady> 4, 5, 7, 7, 9
<The_Lady> rolled 5d10. Got 1 Successes against a TN of 8, rerolling on 10 or better
<Fu> "If anything," He fidgets with his glasses, "I'd say it's like the girls are sacrifices, in a way."
<Mala> "...you don't think they'd let it happen if they knew what was going on, do you?" D:
<Khayin> Gus's response is probably the most straight-forward you've heard from anyone in the freehold. "What?!" he yells upon hearing Drake's report. "Shit, I _knew_ this would happen one day! Wait right there -- we'll be around in a flash!"
<Fu> "I... I have a bad feeling this isn't just fae related."
<Fu> (Investigation roll allowed?)
<Khayin> (Investigation of what?)
<DrakeNero> "See ya soon."
<Khayin> Mala remembers something else. What the voice said about the doors opening and not closing again... it sort of reminds her of when Patricia had awakened and was hysterical.
<Fu> (Thinking of local MORTAL legends, stuff that Min-Hay would gossip about and stuff)
<Mala> (Like, Patricia said that?)
<Khayin> "It's here!" she had said. "It's already here! We can't lock it up anymore! It's here!"
<Fu> (And rumors involving the local towns)
<Fu> (town families)
<Mala> "....Patricia said something about 'it' being here, and we couldn't lock it up anymore... do you think she meant the Poacher?"
<Khayin> (Go ahead. Intelligence + Investigation -1 for being unfamiliar with the families in general)
<Fu> "That... could be possible, but it's been a few weeks..."
<Fu> "But..."
<Fu> He freezes.
<Fu> "'Beauty and the /Beast./' The last girl who got attacked, what if it was Poacher?"
<DrakeNero> "that would make a degree of sense."
<Fu> "I e-mailed her, to see if she was alright, and she asked if I saw it. I didn't know..."
<Fu> "Any luck on the Summer side?"
<Khayin> Not terribly long afterward, you see headlights go off the main road and onto the grass some distance in front of you. A jeep stops not far from the Pritchett property and three figures run out of it. One heads your way and Drake can quickly recognize Typhoid Myrtle bounding up the hill toward you. Even in the darkness, you can see that she is armed with a rifle.
<Khayin> "Okay," she says almost breathlessly. "What happened?"
* Fu glances at Mala.
<Mala> "Uhm. I saw the Poacher. That way." She points >_>
<Khayin> Fu and Mala see a rather... sickly-looking changeling whose seeming is difficult to place.
<DrakeNero> "hey Myrtle."
<Fu> !roll_ww 2 8 10
<The_Lady> Fu invokes the Lady...
<The_Lady> 8, 9
<The_Lady> rolled 2d10. Got 2 Successes against a TN of 8, rerolling on 10 or better
<Khayin> Myrtle turns toward the fence, where the other two have already bounded or climbed over into the private property. She turns back toward Drake and speaks again. "Evening, Drake. Didn't think I'd be answering your call so soon. Can you verify any of this?"
<DrakeNero> He scratches at one of his horns. "I didn't see anything, I'm afraid."
* Fu nudges Mala quietly.
<Khayin> She turns again and relaxes her rifle. "It's probably nothing. This isn't the first time someone's been spooked and thought they saw Poacher."
<Khayin> "Though, Gus did get kind of nervous when you mentioned Pritchett."
<Mala> "I-I'm not just crying wolf. I saw it..."
<DrakeNero> "I'd...I'd trust her."
* Fu nods quietly.
<Khayin> Myrtle looks Drake in the eyes a moment. "... understood. Well, regardless, Gus and Smithy are on it." After a moment she turns to the rest of you with a smile. "Anyone want to go hunting?"
<Fu> "... Oh, why not. Maybe I can finally get that damn contract to /work./ "
* DrakeNero cracks his knuckles.
<Mala> "Never been hunting before..." >.> "Do I need one of those?" She points at the rifle.
<Khayin> "If you want one," she says, grinning. "Nah, you'd better not. You act like this is the first time you've ever seen one before. Gus has a little collection in the jeep for emergencies if you want something a bit simpler."
<Mala> "I don't think it's the /first/ time I've seen one... maybe the second. >.> "
<Khayin> Myrtle nods and heads toward the jeep, gesturing for everyone to follow her. "If you're going to be investigating stuff like this, you'll want to keep a good collection of weapons, sweetheart."
<Fu> "Or just be very lucky." ^_^
<Khayin> "Not in this town, hon," she says with a somber grin. "Not in Pine Falls."
<Fu> "Luck is a fickle bitch, and I'm stuck as a favorite." He smiles bitterly. "We'll see."
<Khayin> Myrtle opens up the back of the jeep, revealing a host of modern and archaic weaponry. A shotgun was propped up next to an axe, assorted pistols and ammunition were stacked next to a series of knives, hatchets and other cutting instruments. There were even some funny looking bricks that were probably better off not being identified. "Choose your poison, kids," Myrtle said.
* DrakeNero stretches his hands and for the first time it becomes apparent that he's actually got long golden claws on the ends of his fingers, not fingernails.
<Mala> o___o
<Mala> "Wow."
<Fu> "Unfortunately, I didn't learn to use weapons other than my hands." His nose wrinkles with annoyance. "If I'm close enough to hit him, I'm fucked anyways."
<Fu> "If you have brass knuckles either way, that'd be useful."
<Khayin> Myrtle's eyes widen a brief moment when Drake unfurls his claws. "Hot," she says wryly. Looking back at Fu, she nods and pulls a set of brass knuckles from her pocket. "You look like your hands aren't that much bigger than mine, so this should do. There's no way you could use Gus's."
* Fu grins slightly as he takes and slips them on, flexing his own fingers.
<Fu> "Thank you very much."
<DrakeNero> Drake raises his eyebrows slightly at Myrtle, but says nothing.
<Khayin> (Resolve + Composure rolls, everyone)
<Mala> !roll_ww 6 8 10
<The_Lady> Mala invokes the Lady...
<The_Lady> 1, 3, 3, 3, 4, 9, 10
<The_Lady> rolled 6d10. Got 2 Successes against a TN of 8, rerolling on 10 or better
<Fu> !roll_ww 5 8 10
<The_Lady> Fu invokes the Lady...
<The_Lady> 2, 3, 5, 7, 7
<The_Lady> rolled 5d10. Got 0 Successes against a TN of 8, rerolling on 10 or better
* Mala 's eyes linger on the axe for a moment. o_o
<DrakeNero> !roll_ww 4 8 10
<The_Lady> DrakeNero invokes the Lady...
<The_Lady> 1, 3, 5, 9
<The_Lady> rolled 4d10. Got 1 Successes against a TN of 8, rerolling on 10 or better
<Khayin> The odd changeling looked like she was about to say something else when a blood-curdling roar caused everyone's hearts to skip a beat. Fu especially was virtually paralyzed with terror at the monstrous howl that cut through the night and made the growing fog all the more frightening.
<Fu> Whiter than raw silk, baby.
<Khayin> "Shit!" Myrtle cursed, paling as she took up her rifle again and dashed for the fence.
* DrakeNero snarls and hooks his fingers
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* Fu stiffens his spine and goes for the fence as well. Like hell he was going to let some roar scare him.
<Mala> Well...everyone else is doing it. Mala follows. x_x
<Khayin> (The fence is lightly barbed. Dexterity + Athletics, anyone who wants to try to get over it unharmed)
<DrakeNero> !roll_ww 4 8 10
<The_Lady> DrakeNero invokes the Lady...
<The_Lady> 2, 2, 5, 9
<The_Lady> rolled 4d10. Got 1 Successes against a TN of 8, rerolling on 10 or better
<Fu> !roll_ww 4 8 10
<The_Lady> Fu invokes the Lady...
<The_Lady> 2, 5, 6, 7
<The_Lady> rolled 4d10. Got 0 Successes against a TN of 8, rerolling on 10 or better
<Fu> !roll_ww 6 8 10
<The_Lady> Fu invokes the Lady...
<The_Lady> 3, 5, 6, 6, 9, 9
<The_Lady> rolled 6d10. Got 2 Successes against a TN of 8, rerolling on 10 or better
<Mala> !roll_ww 5 8 10
<The_Lady> Mala invokes the Lady...
<The_Lady> 3, 4, 4, 7, 8
<The_Lady> rolled 5d10. Got 1 Successes against a TN of 8, rerolling on 10 or better
<Khayin> Drake and Mala manage to make it past the jury-rigged barbs along the top of the chain-link fence, but Fu's quaking causes him to slip a bit and he takes a few a cuts to his arm. Those barbs looked rather rusty, too... hopefully there's some hydrogen peroxide in the jeep as well.
* Fu curses in Chinese about Luck being a whore.
<Mala> "..are you okay, Fu?" D:
<Fu> "No. >_< But I'll have to keep going."
<Khayin> Gunfire rings out -- two shots, then another -- and again that dreadful roar chills you more than the cold night air. "Gus! Smithy!" Myrtle calls out, dashing ahead into the trees and the foggy darkness. The glow of the headlights provides less and less illumination the further ahead you go.
* DrakeNero runs with her
* Fu tries running, but well...
* Mala sticks with Fu D:
<Fu> (Stamina 1)
<Khayin> Drake has no problem keeping pace with Myrtle and before long they reach the site of the gunfire. You see Smithy duck out from behind a tree and fire two shots into the fog. For a moment you don't see anything, but in the dim ambient moonlight, you make out a positively massive silhouette advancing in his direction. The thing growls and it rumbles so deeply that you can feel it in the pit...
<Khayin> ...of your stomach.
<DrakeNero> "Lovely."
<Fu> Chinese swearing again.
<Khayin> "It came up from behind us!" Smithy says when he recognizes Drake and Myrtle. "Fucking _shit_! It got Gus! I don't know if he's okay, I can't see anything in this fuck-ass fog!"
<Fu> "How many shots do you have left?"
<Fu> "I can give you /one/ lucky shot, and a lucky hit for someone, but I can only do it once until the sun rises."
<Mala> !roll_ww 6 8 10
<The_Lady> Mala invokes the Lady...
<The_Lady> 1, 4, 5, 7, 7, 7
<The_Lady> rolled 6d10. Got 0 Successes against a TN of 8, rerolling on 10 or better
<Khayin> Smithy counts for a moment and replies, "Five left. Don't bother with me -- help Myrtle. She's a better shot than me, anyway."
* Fu looks at the Darkling and offers his hand. "Are you set, lady Summer?"
<Khayin> Myrtle snorts with a smile, dropped to one knee and aiming her rifle in front of her. "Ready as I can... wait..."
<Khayin> "... where did it go?"
<DrakeNero> "That's never a good sign."
<Fu> He looks behind him as he touches her shoulder to give her the fortune needed, a rush of heat in a single pulse.
<DrakeNero> "Hm."
<Khayin> "What?" Smithy looks around the tree and, sure enough, the silhouette is gone and everything is quiet again. "Oh, fuck," he rasps. "What the hell?!"
<Mala> !roll 5 8 9
<The_Lady> Mala invokes the Lady...
<The_Lady> Please use standard dice syntax when invoking this command (ex. '!roll 4d6')
<Mala> !roll_ww 5 8 9
<The_Lady> Mala invokes the Lady...
<The_Lady> 1, 4, 4, 6, 8, 9, 10, 10
<The_Lady> rolled 5d10. Got 4 Successes against a TN of 8, rerolling on 9 or better
<Fu> ... booyah.
<Khayin> No one can see it. Mala, however, does not need to. In the forest, among the trees, she notices everything.
<DrakeNero> "Familiar with the Battle Bright?"
<DrakeNero> He says that to Myrtle, quietly
* Mala listens. Can't hide from the trees among the trees... "It's that way." She points.
<Khayin> The thing -- quadrupedal, almost six feet at the shoulders, nearly seven feet long and outrageously heavy -- has circled around to your right pretty fast and is only five yards away.
<Khayin> Myrtle nods, a smile creeping onto her face.
<DrakeNero> "I'm going to use it."
* Fu keeps perfectly still.
<Khayin> (Roll Initiative)
<Khayin> (Everyone)
<DrakeNero> He raises his clawed fist over his head slowly, the gold of his talons standing out, even in the fog.
<Fu> !roll_ww 5 8 10
<The_Lady> Fu invokes the Lady...
<The_Lady> 4, 4, 5, 8, 9
<The_Lady> rolled 5d10. Got 2 Successes against a TN of 8, rerolling on 10 or better
<DrakeNero> !roll_ww 4 8 10
<The_Lady> DrakeNero invokes the Lady...
<The_Lady> 3, 5, 6, 9
<The_Lady> rolled 4d10. Got 1 Successes against a TN of 8, rerolling on 10 or better
<Mala> !roll_ww 6 8 10
<The_Lady> Mala invokes the Lady...
<The_Lady> 2, 5, 7, 8, 8, 9, 10, 10
<The_Lady> rolled 6d10. Got 5 Successes against a TN of 8, rerolling on 10 or better
<Fu> !roll 1d10
<The_Lady> Fu invokes the Lady...
<The_Lady> 8
<The_Lady> Rolled 8 on 1d10
<DrakeNero> !roll 1d10
<The_Lady> DrakeNero invokes the Lady...
<The_Lady> 8
<The_Lady> Rolled 8 on 1d10
<Mala> !roll 1d10
<The_Lady> Mala invokes the Lady...
<The_Lady> 8
<The_Lady> Rolled 8 on 1d10
<Mala> !roll_ww 8 8 9
<The_Lady> Mala invokes the Lady...
<The_Lady> 3, 3, 4, 4, 4, 8, 8, 8, 10, 10
<The_Lady> rolled 8d10. Got 5 Successes against a TN of 8, rerolling on 9 or better
<Khayin> After a moment, everyone suddenly realizes that Mala, usually the largest and most conspicuous of the group, has completely vanished.
* Mala will be circling around behind and to the side of Whatever It Is.
<Fu> !roll_ww 6 8 10
<The_Lady> Fu invokes the Lady...
<The_Lady> 1, 1, 3, 5, 6, 7, 10, 10
<The_Lady> rolled 6d10. Got 2 Successes against a TN of 8, rerolling on 10 or better
<Khayin> It does not appear to have noticed you. It seems you've managed to completely bypass its senses. You smell just like the trees.
<DrakeNero> "Keep me safe, can't move while this is going."
<Khayin> "Got it," Myrtle says. Smithy readies his pistol as well.
<DrakeNero> His claws suddenly IGNITE and a blazing halo of sunfire explodes from around his fist and trail down his arm. For a moment he's not a black dragon, but a white one, a burning hot beacon of wrath and summer might that dispels the shadows, the darkness and the mist and brings only. glorious. day.
<DrakeNero> !roll_ww 5 8 10
<The_Lady> DrakeNero invokes the Lady...
<The_Lady> 1, 2, 5, 7, 9, 10
<The_Lady> rolled 5d10. Got 2 Successes against a TN of 8, rerolling on 10 or better
<DrakeNero> !roll_ww 5 8 10
<The_Lady> DrakeNero invokes the Lady...
<The_Lady> 1, 1, 6, 6, 8, 10, 10, 10
<The_Lady> rolled 5d10. Got 4 Successes against a TN of 8, rerolling on 10 or better
<Fu> !roll_ww 9 8 10 Willpower
<The_Lady> Fu invokes the Lady...
<The_Lady> 2, 3, 3, 4, 6, 8, 8, 8, 9, 10
<The_Lady> rolled 9d10. Got 5 Successes against a TN of 8, rerolling on 10 or better
<Khayin> As Drake exploded into a brilliant corona of furious summer light, the forest was illuminated in a hazy bloom, saturating everyone's vision with so much brightness that everything seemed possessed of an eerie halo, almost as if the forest were a conflagration of holy flames. The massive creature to your right, however, didn't seem nearly as impressed.
<Khayin> The thing reared back and roared in anger and pain, flinching and rushing madly toward you.
<DrakeNero> "This would be when you guys shoot."
<Khayin> On Drake's say-so, Myrtle aimed her rifle right down the thing's roaring maw and fired a single precise shot. Its terrifying cry was then choked as the back of its neck exploded in blood and it stumbled forward, falling on its face and skidding toward you.
<DrakeNero> "...Nice."
<Khayin> The massive beast gurgled and gasped, struggling to get to find its legs once again. It was horrendously injured, but not dead. It coughed blood and stared at the lot of you with a mixture of malice and panic.
<DrakeNero> "Shoot it in the head! His axe is on fire! He killed your parents! Shoot it in the HEAD!"
<DrakeNero> Drake once again proves he's actually a closet nerd.
<Fu> There is a smack of flesh... somewhere.
<Khayin> Following Drake's odd exclamation, Smithy proceeded to empty his gun into the thing's giant head. It groans and gurgles for a bit as its head is pocked with lead, and then it ceases to move. |
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<Fu> "Nice shot." Fu steps out from the shadows, looking somewhat embarrassed.
<Mala> Mala comes up from behind the beast. "Huh. o.o Maybe I should have taken one of those things..."
<Fu> "Probably. ^_^"
<Fu> "Someone spammed A."
<DrakeNero> "This ain't a cutscene."
* Fu looks at Nero and grins.
<Mala> .... o_O
* Mala doesn't remember anything in Grimm's about Spam...
<Fu> "Let me guess, when you came back, you were wondering why DN4F hadn't come out yet?"
* DrakeNero pretends not to know what Fu is talking about, now.
<Khayin> "Holy shit," Smithy cursed, wiping his brow. "What in the fucking hell is this thing?"
* Fu kneels down to examine it.
* DrakeNero continues to be a light source
<Khayin> (Wits + Medicine)
<Khayin> (Er... nevermind)
<Khayin> (Intelligence + Occult first)
<Mala> (awesome)
<Mala> (er.. I thought I'd bought that up. X3 oh well.)
<Mala> !roll_ww 3 8 10
<The_Lady> Mala invokes the Lady...
<The_Lady> 4, 7, 9
<The_Lady> rolled 3d10. Got 1 Successes against a TN of 8, rerolling on 10 or better
<Fu> !roll_ww 4 8 10
<The_Lady> Fu invokes the Lady...
<The_Lady> 4, 5, 6, 9, 10, 10, 10
<The_Lady> rolled 4d10. Got 4 Successes against a TN of 8, rerolling on 10 or better
<Khayin> You've not seen anything like this before, though that isn't unusual considering the various things you HAVE seen before.
<Fu> (Is it Poacher?)
<Khayin> But this... you have an idea of what this is. The fact that its body seems to be changing only serves to prove your hunch.
<Khayin> This is... or was... a werewolf.
<Khayin> The hind legs creak and bend, eventually becoming human legs. The claws recede and become mere fingers.
<Fu> "... Shit."
* Fu looks up at the moon.
<DrakeNero> "...."
<Fu> "Looks like we got who killed Little Red Riding Hood."
<Khayin> The bestial maw shrinks and eventually becomes a human face.
<Khayin> (Roll Perception, everyone)
<Fu> !roll_ww 6 8 10
<The_Lady> Fu invokes the Lady...
<The_Lady> 2, 2, 4, 7, 7, 8
<The_Lady> rolled 6d10. Got 1 Successes against a TN of 8, rerolling on 10 or better
<Mala> !roll_ww 4 8 10
<The_Lady> Mala invokes the Lady...
<The_Lady> 3, 9, 9, 9, 10
<The_Lady> rolled 4d10. Got 4 Successes against a TN of 8, rerolling on 10 or better
<Fu> (O_O)
<Khayin> There is a wound on his back where the bullet exited.
<Khayin> It stopped bleeding.
<Khayin> None of the other wounds are bleeding either.
<DrakeNero> !roll_ww 4 8 10
<The_Lady> DrakeNero invokes the Lady...
<The_Lady> 5, 6, 6, 9
<The_Lady> rolled 4d10. Got 1 Successes against a TN of 8, rerolling on 10 or better
<Mala> "If this is the one who got Little Red Riding Hood...why isn't he coughing her up?" >_>
<Fu> "Because in this version..." He kneels to help the man up and to tilt his face to the light to get a better look at him, "He didn't eat her."
<Khayin> The other two changelings are dumbstruck for a while until they simply find themselves without words. "I'm, uh... I'm gonna go look for Gus," Smithy says, walking off into the woods.
<Mala> "I read the wrong version? D: "
<DrakeNero> "He just beat her up."
<Fu> "Killed her, remember?"
<Fu> "In the original, he ate her."
<DrakeNero> "Yes, I know."
<Mala> "I'll look harder next time I'm in the library, then... ._. "
<Khayin> Still grasping to understand how this related to the stories, Mala almost didn't notice the sirens in the distance. She did, however, and a few moments later, so did everyone else.
<Fu> "... Well, time to get going."
<Mala> "uh oh. o.o "
<Fu> "Mala, could you carry him, and we can get moving back to the park?"
<Khayin> "Shit," Myrtle cursed. "The jeep."
<Mala> "Going back that way might be a bad idea."
<Fu> "Point, the roads."
<Fu> "But again, the jeep."
<Fu> "And I'm not leaving this guy behind. We..." (Okay, what part of the woods are we, direction wise?)
<Khayin> The town is surrounded by forest. You entered into the area south of the town, so technically you'd be near the north edge of the Pritchett property, at least.
<Fu> "Hm. You know what? We should take our chances."
<Fu> "We need something that can work as a door."
* Fu would be looking for something to use to enter the hedge.
<Mala> "A door? o.o"
<Fu> "Yes."
<Fu> "We are going into the Hedge."
<Fu> "And god damn it, DRAKE, stop it!"
<Khayin> (Wits + Survival)
<DrakeNero> He sighs.
<Fu> !roll_ww 4 8 10
<The_Lady> Fu invokes the Lady...
<The_Lady> 2, 8, 9, 9
<The_Lady> rolled 4d10. Got 3 Successes against a TN of 8, rerolling on 10 or better
<Mala> "....isn't that where... you know... o.o "
<DrakeNero> Then drops his arm, which plunges the scene back into darkness.
<Fu> "I can find the path in the Hedge."
<Fu> "Mala, keep a hold on our werewolf... company, everyone, link arms once we get into there."
<Khayin> You think you can see a path down the hill. If someone lives on this property, their home might be down that way.
<Fu> "Oh please don't let anyone be home..."
<Fu> He goes for it.
* Mala picks up the werewolf and follows... not entirely sure about this course of action. x.x
<Fu> (Actually, all I need really is a archway too.)
<Khayin> Heading down the hill, you come to a rough path which leads further down and to a rickety bridge that crosses over a stream. Beyond the bridge, you can see a rather sorry-looking hut. The log cabin has obviously seen better days and the dozens upon dozens of strange charms hung up around the place make it ever more creepy.
<Fu> (So, if there's a part of trees making an archway, that works)
<Fu> (Pair)
<Fu> (How tall is the bridge?)
<Khayin> Not tall at all. Only a couple feet.
<Fu> (Damn.)
<Fu> (Any tree-y archways?)
<Khayin> Nope. Thems pines out here.
<Fu> (Damn.)
<Fu> (Fuck you, Pine Falls.)
<Fu> (Does it look like someone's in there?)
<Fu> (In the cabin)
<Khayin> Is or was. There is at least one lamp on that you can see through a dirty window, but the door is open.
* Fu takes a deep breath and whispers, "I'll go up and open the gateway, and then we all get in, fast."
<Khayin> "I sure hope Smithy finds Gus and manages to get out," Myrtle says, worriedly.
* Fu nods with a frown before trying to sneak up to the door.
<DrakeNero> "Me too."
<Khayin> The interior of the cabin smells... not so great. It smells like a moldy cave. The fireplace seems to be going, but the large chair in front of it is empty.
<Mala> "Whose house is this? o_o "
<Fu> He wouldn't have entered.
<Fu> He would have just knocked on the door frame lightly as the request, use the glamour and run into the hedge.
<Khayin> (The door was open, like I said. You can see inside and smell it anyway)
<Fu> (Aaah)
<Fu> (So, glamour used and the gateway opens...) |
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<Khayin> Fu knocked on the door frame and a moment later, the cabin was overrun with thorns and brambles. A few seconds afterward, the other side of the doorway was completely unrecognizable from before and looked much like some twisted nightmare version of a forest.
<Khayin> Once again, the Lost looked upon the Hedge.
<Khayin> A cold chill passes among them and the sounds of the other side soon fill their ears.
<Fu> Fu grabs a thorn and shoves it into his finger with a wince.
<Fu> Just enough for one drop of blood.
<DrakeNero> "what are you doing?" Drake's whisper hisses through the darkness.
<Fu> "A catch."
<DrakeNero> "I see."
* Fu grins. "You don't think I'd be stupid enough to come here without knowing someone knew the first Dream contract, did you?"
<Fu> !roll_ww 5 8 10
<The_Lady> Fu invokes the Lady...
<The_Lady> 3, 5, 6, 8, 9
<The_Lady> rolled 5d10. Got 2 Successes against a TN of 8, rerolling on 10 or better
<Khayin> Simple as it may seem, the Thorns never feel comfortable. Even with the slightest scratch, it feels as if it is ripping away even more of your soul. The feeling passes, however, and you have a better understanding your surroundings for the moment.
* Fu reaches out to hook his arm with one of the other fae, and whispers, "Remember, link arms or hold hands. We don't want to lose each other."
* DrakeNero links arms.
* Mala does as well. o__o
<Khayin> You step through the door and enter the place each of you struggled to escape from once before. It always seems so insane whenever you actually come back. This time is no different.
<Khayin> When the last of you enters the Hedge, you leave the human world behind and are welcomed back into the land of beautiful madness.
<Khayin> I'll stop there tonight