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Dark Streets - Urban Fantasy Noir

Sorry for yet another side question, but I have been thinking about my first post. I strongly assume the crime scene has been secured by police and/or other forces ? Because I think it's more than unlikely that my character would discover the event and get there before anyone else does, so I think it could be kinda... ludicrous... to see my gargoyle arrive there and trying to start his own... investigations ?

Dark Streets - Urban Fantasy Noir

@Penny I have a small question. Are the kinds of creatures that could kill a fully fledged wizard generally known ? If so: What kinds are we talking about ?

The Five Senses

@Pezz570 Are there any towers in the vicinity that still stand and with staircases or ladders intact ? Otherwise we'll have to climb XD (though that would be fun!)

Dark Streets - Urban Fantasy Noir

@Hour Error@Sophrus@Fetzen Caber would likely be a freelance informant for anyone wanting connections to my character, that and a purveyor of ancient knowledge that sells information.

Or we could just be pals.

@POOHEAD189

I have yet to read the current posts, but I'd be happy about some collaboration between our two characters :)

Dark Streets - Urban Fantasy Noir

@Penny Flying around in the dark outskirts of Detroit, my character witnessed something that appeared to fall out of the sky. At first he thought that it probably was a random piece of debris, maybe something falling off an aircraft or even a small meteorite that had survived atmospheric entry. He tracked it down to the crash site and found the thing apparently quite intact, but also far different from anything he had expected. He picked up the thing and fumbled around with it during inspection -- only to encounter that sudden moment after which he found himself a few yards away from his original position, the thing still in his hands. However not everything had been moved... In fact parts of his clothing had been ripped apart cleanly with one half resting on the ground where he had been and the other half being where he was now. The same held true for minor parts of his skin, leading to substantial bleeding and pain.

Now all he could do was speculate that this object apparently was some kind of portable teleporter. The problem: Either that thing is experiencing a very major malfunction, it is some kind of early prototype or it simply is not designed to teleport gargoyles. What he pretty much ruled out however was user error: He would have been the second one within minutes to handle it wrongly. What might have happened to the poor fellow causing it to appear in the midst of air, but without him ?

Anyway. Curiosity won and he carried the thing home in a bag very carefully. There it still is, unused and untold. Whoever has designed it might have a massive interest in getting it back and going public with information about a device that is a thief's or assassin's dream has never been a good idea in the first place. Also his reputation can be considered damaged already. Of course just dumping it into the next trashcan would have been way easier...

The Five Senses

I see a small bit of an issue with any kind of light-based signaling: It's more or less visible to the cult too. If jade candles are involved the subsequent 'blackout' in the distortion would put them on even higher alert and betray the group's current hideout rather prominently. So whatever kind of fireworks is going to be launched maybe it would be a better idea to do so at an offset location? Close enough to inform the outside world but far away enough to leave enough of that protective uncertainty. Once, if, help arrives it can still be guided in with more precision then.

There might be another solution especially for the latter problem, but for this I'd need to know if the distortion also blocks acoustics?

Dark Streets - Urban Fantasy Noir

St. Agnes Church

Public theory adopted by the more ordinary part of Detroit's population says that this building is hardly any more than a once brilliantly looking, but now very dilapidated building. It has been out of service and left mostly unattended for years, enough for the freeze and thaw cycles to destroy much of its interior. It is known by the police that the church has become a rather prominent place for drug dealing, but surprisingly little seems to be done about the advent of Warp 10, a new concoction that is said to push your mind and imagination to infinite speed -- at the cost of total breakdown afterwards. Rumors have it that its spread started here about a year ago, and by now its publicity is already ramping up at a disturbing rate. The questions are: Who invented this obviously magically enhanced powder ? Where is the equipment located required to produce this substance and who's making the money ?

Detroit salt mine

Detroit's underground is not entirely solid. Hundreds of feet below all the piping, cables and tunnels rich deposits of rock salt have been mined since the early stages of the 20th century. A few years ago a Canadian mining company acquired the entire business for an undisclosed price. Of course access to the mine is officially restricted to the company's employees, but vast subterranean voids left behind by decades of continuous extraction can be considered a tempting site to visit or even establish in.

The Plague Knight Chronicles: Chapter 1

@LordOfTheNight I have to design/tweak him first. There is quite a bunch of characters I could imagine possible but I'm not entirely sure which one could be the best fit and where he needs to be adjusted :)

The Plague Knight Chronicles: Chapter 1

Hello!

I'd like to ask if this is still open to new applicants? Because while the join status reads 'apply' I know this originally started as an expanded 1x1 interest check?

The Five Senses

Týfurkh

In hindsight, Týfurkh wasn't so sure about that dagger having been poisoned. The strange effects on his consciousness and general capability of thinking and sensing probably could be accounted to the unexpected and yet severe loss of blood as well. Whatever it had been -- he had survived it. That was what counted for him at the moment, even though every thought about his most recent performance stung rather intensively. He internally deemed it flat-out insufficient. Yes, he had successfully disposed of one of the cultists, but the other one had nearly managed to kill him. Given the odds that obviously were stacked against them he'd have to do better than that.

Sitting next to the fire that Chres' had lit, the long haired man considered his options for the evening. Not stuff like which room to sleep in -- those poor fellas who'd have to share the tiny space with his monstrous self would likely complain about it anywhere anyway --, but more things like how they could improve their defenses. Had they run out of crystal jade candles for the moment or whatever that thing had been precisely ? Would these run out of effectiveness in the future ? Only the poorest of enemies lacked the ability to adapt...

Týfurkh wasn't so sure however if the general mood was right to raise such topics at this point. They all were dead tired or even more or less wounded, including himself. He had patched the stab wound with cloth and alcohol the best he could, but it still hurt when doing the wrong movements. Too bad that even one of those mysterious vibrating, purring crytals wouldn't help against this, even if he had one. So, for the moment, he'd have to do with providing his body everything needed in order to fix things itself.

Much to his shame however Týfurkh's improvised eating manners soon proved to be a relatively far cry from Karina's very orderly ones. The way he picked up any piece accidentally breaking away from his bread and rolling down the slope of his armor only to put it into his mouth one could very well think that he was worried much more about wasting anything than about getting dirty or eating dirt. With his mouth not having been completely emptied yet he started to speak up: "I'm wondering if we should put up guards for the night, just in case they find out where we are. I'd volunteer for the job..."