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Shaddaling

Wrathful Shapeshifter

PostPosted: Mon Jan 23, 2017 6:27 pm


Quest Codename: THELAKEHOUSE
Chosen Required: Minimum 1, maximum 3.
Setting: Canadian Rockies.
Summary: Word has filtered to the Prytaneum about a lake house in the Canadian Rockies that is supposedly starting to show the signs of a haunting. Chosen are being sent to investigate the claims and to record any strange occurrences.


Part One: Chosen are transported through the Hearth to the fireplace in the lake house, which is empty and a bit eerie. This stage is simply RP-based: have your character(s) speak to each other and set up for at least an overnight stay in this strange house. Unexpectedly, they find many signs of recent habitation; if this building is haunted, then it has only started recently. Whenever you feel ready, move to part two.
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Part Two: You venture out together or separately to see what you can find in the various rooms in this two-story lake house. Roll 1d20 and compare your roll to the list below. Each Chosen rolls 3 times and responds to 3 different prompts before moving on to part three.

1: A scratching sound startles you; it's just a branch against the window.
2: The fourth stair to the second floor lets out a startling groan every time you step on it.
3: A whistle in the attic proves to be only a cracked window.
4: You turn a corner and come face to face with -- oh. A man's overcoat.
5: Something brushes up against the back of your neck. You smack it, and come up with a dead mosquito.
6: As you walk down a hall, something grabs you by the ankle. It turns out you're just caught on an electrical cord.
7: With a thud, something falls off a high shelf. You startle and turn, and see it is due to a bird, which you chase out of the house.
8: The phone rings insistently. When you pick it up, no one is there.
9: The television comes on of its own accord.
10: Running footsteps come from above you, going so far as to knock a picture crooked.
11: You enter a room that is at least ten degrees cooler than all the others in the house. After a minute or two, it slowly warms back up.
12: A breeze passes through that carries with it the distinctive smell of a lake in summer.
13: The lights go out, and a faintly glowing orb floats in front of you. You blink, and it's gone.
14: All at once, for no apparent reason, you become dizzy and your vision goes black. You awaken less than 30 seconds later, sprawled out on the floor.
15: For just a moment, water seems to slosh around your ankles. You'd think it was just your imagination, except your shoes are damp...
16: You pick up a picture to look at it more closely. For a moment, all of the people within look blue and bloated, like they've been drowned. Then it returns to normal.
17: From an open doorway, a shadow falls into the hall. It seems to be looking your way. When you approach, it disappears.
18: The feeling of a ghostly hand on your shoulder is lingering and undeniable.
19: Something whispers in your ear, "Come to the water...come to the water..." When you turn, it goes silent.
20: After investigating the bathroom cabinet, you close the door -- and, in the mirror, you come face to face with an unearthly woman. She's only there for a moment before she disappears.

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Part Three: Despite your experiences and potential fears, the quest requires you to spend the night in this house, and so you settle down to sleep. When you finally drift off, you find yourself in a strange dream:

It starts off as a mangled memory of a beloved summer vacation. A lazy day with something sinister behind it. Everyday actions are colored with an edge of something uncomfortable and unfamiliar, and a dull ache takes you over. Something is calling you to the lake, and so you follow the feeling, or a sound, or a voice. It seductively invites you to dive in to the waters, and you cannot fight it.

Cold water jars you awake. You find yourself at least ankle-deep in the lake behind the lake house, where an ethereal woman with hair the color of moonlight watches you with cold eyes.

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Part Four: The woman tells the Chosen that she is the nymph of this lake and she desperately needs their help: there is something she must show them at the bottom of the lake. She promises their safety, holding out a hand toward them, blinking at them slowly. They can either agree to follow her, or she will drag them forcibly beneath the water's surface.

Either way, roll 1d4 and match your roll to the prompts below:
1-2: Once they are below the water's surface, Chosen find themselves within safe pockets of air, being guided deeper toward the bottom of the lake. Here they find an SUV with three sleeping twenty-somethings contained within. The woman tells the Chosen that she's been protecting them, keeping them in stasis and 'haunting' the lake house in her efforts to get someone to come help. They must bust open a door [HP: 20] in order to rescue those within and bring them to the surface for medical care.

When completed, collect a bonus 5XP and roll 1d100 for loot, matching to the below:

1-40: Fish Oil: Coat your weapon with this oil and add 2 to your final damage that round. The vial contains 5 uses.
41-75: Fish Scale Cloak: Despite its flimsy, shimmery appearance, wearing this coat into battle awards your character with an extra 3HP. It regenerates between battles.
76-100: Nymph's Pearl: This is a magical material that can be used to create a magical weapon later down the line. More detail to come!

3-4: Once they are beneath the water's surface, Chosen find themselves within safe pockets of air, being guided deeper toward the bottom of the lake. Here they find a strange piece of electrical equipment that has been rusted over by time, but still clearly has functioning lights on one side. As they get close to it, the woman seems to lose her mind, looking at them like she doesn't recognize them. She immediately lashes out, grabbing at them and trying to drown them.

It seems obvious that she was leading them to this strange gadget, and likely it is the source of her madness. However, it has 50 HP, and each time they attack it the lady deals them 5DMG. If they choose to attack her first, she has 20HP.

When the barrel is destroyed, collect a bonus 10XP and roll 1d100 for loot, matching to the below:

1-40: Corrupted Fish Oil: Coat your weapon with this oil and add 2 to your final damage that round. The vial contains 5 uses.
41-75: Corrupted Fish Scale Cloak: Despite its dark, corroded appearance, wearing this coat into battle awards your character with an extra 3HP. It regenerates between battles.
76-100: Black Pearl: This is a magical material that can be used to create a magical weapon later down the line. More detail to come!


After completing either option in part 4, can now collect a bonus 15XP for having completed this quest.


Yay, lets start a thing.
PostPosted: Mon Jan 23, 2017 6:43 pm


Lex wasn’t too sure why he was surprised that they would be called on to handle hauntings. Probably because there were plenty of people doing that on t.v., making a living on reality shows, and why he had no problem believing in ghosts was sort of amused that they monitored for this sort of thing.

And has a team of chosen ever ended up clashing with a team of reality ghost hunters at a site and if so, how did that get worked out? Was it more of a first come, first to banish sort of thing? But still, haunting, in the Rockies.

Which meant it was really, really likely to be cold. Probably? Hnn, was it cold enough to freeze over the lake? Lex shouldered his overnight bag, dressed warmly in an off the shoulder sweater, jeans, and his heavy fleeced lined coat. A knitted hat was tugged over his curls, keeping his hair mainly contained. His badge pinned a scarf in place and his brass knuckles were a heavy reassuring weight in his pocket.

The trip through the Hearth was becoming a bit more familiar and less gut clenching, but still a tad distorting. Lex blinked clearing his eyes and looked up at the house. “Guess this is it, ready?” He questioned, looking at his partner for this quest.

(wc 221)

Shaddaling

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PostPosted: Tue Jan 24, 2017 7:14 pm


Lukas had come through the Hearth just before Lex and now he stood slightly off to the side, his heavy boots making imprints in the dusting of snow that covered the pavers that made up the house's elaborate outdoor-kitchen. Behind them, the pizza oven which had served as the portal now stood quiet and dark. Lukas squinted at the house, head tipped to one side as he listened. Nothing. All was dead silence. Not even the cry of a bird broke the quiet. He frowned. Most things would be in hibernation, true, but some critters should still have been up and about. Maybe there was something to this deployment, after all.

When Lex asked his question, the Ares Chosen shrugged. "Yeah, ready as we'll ever be for hunting Casper," he answered. He reached up to resettle his ruck-sack. Then he smoothly swung the enormous ax resting on the ground back up and onto his shoulder. He glanced at Lex. "Is this really the type of s**t we'll be doing from now on?"

Shaddaling


WC: 172
PostPosted: Wed Jan 25, 2017 3:32 pm


Lex looked around the house,' Hey, they had a pizza oven. Cool.' and looked back at Lukas he he spoke. "Mmh?"

"Well, sort of? I mean last time I ended up punching a gator, and rode a bear that turned into our naked first aid instructor. And got turned into a giant otter." He paused thoughtfully. "I was precious as an otter." He added as if that would explain everything about the Circe problem.

"This is the first time they assigned me I on a ghost hunt though." Lex looked around. Snow. Blah. "Shall we go in?"

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Shaddaling

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PostPosted: Fri Jan 27, 2017 12:37 pm


"Yeah, sure. I'm up for it. Grab your proton pack, kid." With another shrug to settle the ax on his shoulder, Lukas strode towards the backdoor of the house. The silence continued, only the sound of their footsteps on the concrete, barely a drop in the bucket. Alert, his eyes darted side to side as he went.

He really had no idea what to expect. There was no manual they gave you at the Prytaneum to explain things and Ares seemed all zipped up and silent now that he had bullied Lukas into up-ending his life. Lukas resisted the urge to grind his teeth and instead focused on walking light and fast.

Luckily, the door was unlocked so they did not have to add breaking-and-entering into their list of dubious activities. Lukas pushed it open and peered inside. It looked alright... Unless you considered the fact that it was so very recently vacated and left as-is to be a downer. He sighed and stepped inside, absently holding the door open for Lex to follow behind.

Shaddaling


WC: 347
PostPosted: Fri Jan 27, 2017 3:28 pm


"They didn't issue me one... and would be such a bad idea." Lex followed along, considering the positives of a proton pack, would be so very cool, and the negatives, he couldn't aim worth s**t and he would completely attempt to do something stupid with it.

Topped off with the possibility of accidentally shooting an ally... yeah. No. Bad idea.

Lex walked in, giving a nod at Lukas and took in the building. It was not horrible, rather just left as is, and he had certainly seen worse. "Should we start a fire or something? Might as well be warm if we are going to poke around."


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Shaddaling

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PostPosted: Sat Jan 28, 2017 6:30 pm


"Sounds good to me." Perhaps unfairly, Lukas assumed this was a request directed at him; his partner for this rodeo looked a bit too chic and stylish to know basic camping skills. He dropped the ax from his shoulder, leaning it negligently against the couch as he passed. Then he lowered his ruck sack to the floor beside the fireplace as he sunk into a crouch. "There's plenty of wood," he added. "They didn't expect to bolt. Bet there's even food in the fridge and all that."

He glanced up and around for a moment. Then he went back to kindling a fire. "The electricity is still running. They haven't been gone long enough for that to be shut off."

The tinder caught the spark and, within minutes, flames leapt to eat at the logs Lukas piled carefully atop them. He watched it for a moment in silent meditation. Then he looked over his shoulder at Lex. "So now what?"

Shaddaling


WC: 507
PostPosted: Sat Jan 28, 2017 6:50 pm


Lex toed off his boots, heavy wool knit socks quiet on the floor as Lukas started the fireplace. "Mmh, good point. Probably should check and see if there is food, incase we are stuck here for a bit." Lex shed his coat and pulled out the brass knuckles, slipping them on.

"We can either search together or split up to search the house. Maybe there are some clues of what happened here." Lex adjusted the brass knuckles to make sure they were snug and fitting properly. "So, together or split up? And if we are splitting up, do you want the bottom or top floor?"


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PostPosted: Sat Jan 28, 2017 9:06 pm


"Together." Lukas laid one more log on the fire and stood again. He stretched. "We'll start at the top and work our way down. It's just a two story house. Shouldn't be much to look at."

Absently, he unwound the scarf from his neck and dropped it atop his bag. He left his boots on, though. Who knew what they would find and he did not want to court tetanus or worse? Then he moved to retrieve his ax, casting a glance at Lex's brass knuckles. A sudden, wry smile flashed across his face. "This is great. You'll punch the ghost to death and I'll cut it in half."

Shaddaling


WC: 616
PostPosted: Sun Jan 29, 2017 3:07 pm


"Together it is," Lex rummaged through his duffel bag for a moment, pulling out his lighter, smokes, and a pocket knife to shove into his back pocket. The rosary beads Beth had gave him peeked from the soft sleeve of his sweater. He left the bag on the couch with his coat, wanting to keep as much freedom of movement as possible.

"Mmh, less death more knock back and cut their head off?" Lex suggested, taking in the gleaming metal. "Though I have punched some things to death... it was so messy." He sighed and looked up the stairs, before staring up them.

"So, why did you pick the ax? It not a weapon I have seen anyone else use before." He asked.


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PostPosted: Sun Jan 29, 2017 6:29 pm


Lukas shrugged. "They wouldn't let me use a gun," he answered and it was easy to read the lingering grumpiness in his voice over the denial. He still could not figure out why, if they wanted their would-be heroes to be effective, they would hamstring them by limiting their weaponry. Lukas knew firearms; he was comfortable with them. He snorted, half to himself, before moving to follow Lex up the stairs. "I've got a cabin in Minnesota. I figured I at least knew how to swing an ax. No clue about swords or archery or any of that s**t."

Shaddaling


WC: 715
PostPosted: Sun Jan 29, 2017 6:47 pm


"As much as I can figure out, they are really into medieval weaponry." Which was sort of expected because Gods but then the bayou really could have used a tranquilizer gun.

"That is a good reason though. Ax's are rather versatile to, and easier to bring into civilian area in a way." Certainly a bit less 'ooh hey, s**t is going on' then bringing in swords, shields, and bows. "But then, I swear they just claim we are larpers if asked questions."

Lex stepped onto the landing, stepping aside to not block Lukas' way and took in the second floor. "Do you hunt? Since you have a cabin in Minnesota?"

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ShortGreen rolled 1 20-sided dice: 12 Total: 12 (1-20)

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PostPosted: Tue Jan 31, 2017 9:06 pm


Quote:
12: A breeze passes through that carries with it the distinctive smell of a lake in summer.


"Yeah, I hunt." Lukas stepped past Lex without much hesitation and did an automatic visual sweep of the hallway. Nothing jumped out at them and he relaxed his stance slightly. "Before this circus, I was a guide. Hunting, wilderness survival, that sort of thing."

It was abrupt but it was information and Lukas did not seem to be the type for sharing so that was reassuring. He looked over his shoulder at Lex, eyebrow raised. "This isn't really for chopping wood, though, I guess."

Then he turned back towards the long hallway. He cocked his head to one side and listened. Suddenly, tension reappeared in his stocky frame. His chin lifted and he sniffed. The air felt warm on his face, strangely warm. Much warmer than the house had a right to be yet. Plus it moved like a little breeze and carried a scent along with it. Something fresh and watery and kind of green.

"Do you smell that?" he asked lowly.

Shaddaling


WC: 895
Shaddaling rolled 1 20-sided dice: 10 Total: 10 (1-20)
PostPosted: Wed Feb 01, 2017 7:15 am


Quote:
10: Running footsteps come from above you the stairway , going so far as to knock a picture crooked.



"Okay, you would have been so useful last quest, epic thing where we ended up stranded in the Louisiana Bayou ... I think," Was it Louisiana? It was a swamp, and hot and gross. "Chasing down people who had turned into animals because of Circe." Lex gave a wistful noise. "But yeah, we are totally a circus."

Lex tilted his head, and sniffed, pausing. "The wet smell? Like the beach." Which was so strange. The lake was too cold to make that sort of smell.

He shifted and paused listening and shifted, frowning as footsteps came from the direction of the stairs behind them though no one was there and knocked one of the pictures on the landing crooked. "Well, guess that means this place is haunted. Sort of cool." Lex reached out and corrected the picture.

"Lead on, mister wild man."

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PostPosted: Fri Feb 03, 2017 11:48 am


Quote:
3: A whistle in the attic proves to be only a cracked window.


Lukas stared for a moment at Lex and his mask dropped just enough to show complete and utter bemusement plus a touch of admiration. The kid had guts; he had not even blinked at the sounds or the picture frame going askew. Lukas did not even bother to bring his face back under complete control and smirked at the blonde. "Mister, huh? Sir works just fine, sparky."

Before he could say more, though, a sharp noise sounded from somewhere above them. It rose in pitch and then fell, climbing and falling twice more before it settled into an almost musical lilting sound. "Is that ********' whistlin'?" Lukas muttered under his breath.

Lifting a hand, he motioned for Lex to stay put. Then, with amazingly silent steps for a man so large, he crept down the hallway in search of the sound. He came to a halt beneath a panel in the ceiling which he easily recognized as a drop-ladder to the attic. He shifted his ax slightly and reached up with his free hand to tug at the dangling string until the ladder descended in a slow unfolding fall.

There was a moment of hesitation. Then, finally, Lukas set his ax on the ground and swiftly scaled the ladder, ears alert for the whistle. As his head cleared the opening, the noise rose in volume and he looked through the dimly lit attic.

A broken window shone in the rising moonlight. A branch brushed it and a bit of curtain fluttered in front of it. He snorted from impatience. Then he slipped back down the ladder, pushed it upwards again into place, and retrieved his ladder. He looked down the hall to Lex. "Less haunted and more home reno," he announced.

"... So animals? That sounds stupid."

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