Clear Wildmoon Meadery and Inn - Group Scene Pt 2

[Rule Hound]

Pulling the threads together

As everyone snaps out of their respective views of events there are two titanic Astral forms now above the Inn.

The first is a dark, black form with unholy green veins and blood red horns.

The form you know to be Galahad is the second. As you watch a set of great glowing plate armor and a wondrous sword of silvery energy form upon his body and in his hand.

In more dramatic fashion the "demon" holds out his arms and legs. Hellish spiked Armor comes flying out of the ether slamming onto his form piece by piece. Second last a great morning star of green fire arrives and lastly a fully demonic face mask slams in.

Again this is all happening simultaneously.

Both forms come together in a great clash. Flares of silver and flashes of green red fire shower over thee area. Backing of they slash, hit, separate and come together again. Each time more violently then the last.

Lyrah notices something horrible about the confrontation. Every time they clash there is a blood red that seeps in and begins tinting Galahads weapon and Armor almost as though consuming him. Watching carefully she notices with each clash Galahad is acting more frenzied, wild.

Turning to Frederick she screams incoherently babbling unknowns before gathering herself up and telling him something. He looks from the sky to the body at his feet to the sky before drawing his sword and charging towards the inn.

Ricchar, Raqa and Gunner

Ricchar seeing the trouble begins waving his hands and chanting but then stops realizing there is little he can do against a Zombie at the moment. He gathers himself together and strengthens himself with blood and calls upon the earth to enhance him.

Plunging from the sky a hybred beast literally lands on the attacking zombie before ripping it to pieces. Standing up Gunner can tell his beast is nearly loose, that the dark thirst in him is taking hold. trying to escape his "friends" he turns to run towards the inn. Raqa's unfortunate Retainer as well as 3 Zombies are standing in the way. Easily ripping his way through and destroying them he sets eyes on the retainer. Blood showing from a wound on his face where Gunner a moment ago had backhanded him. Grabbing the retainer Gunner feasts upon him as he madly rushes towards the inn. The retainers body is dropped halfway there. with it's fall another 3 Zombies drop.



The guards barely around the corner come back into view looking for the commotion. With little else to do and realizing that surprise is probably blown Ricchar quickly begins chanting and you can see blood literally burst from the eyes of one of the guards and flow towards Ricchar. Within seconds a second guard meets the same fate.
The remaining pair charge towards Ricchar as he calmly walks towards the inn. As they reach him Ricchar reaches out and touches one the guards eyes literally boil and spray blood all over. The last guard turns to run but meets a similar fate.

Raqa having lost all but 3 of his Zombie forces quickly begins chanting again as he sees Ricchar drain a guard. The Guards body rises and stands. Shortly after followed by the second bringing his forces back to 5 zombies.


The battle continues


Seeing Frederick run through the door to the inn proper the demon above makes one last attack with his flaming morning star. before retreating back into the roof of the building.

Galahad's astral form is on one knee, nearly done. Slowly Lyrah watches it stand and float back to its physical shell. He slowly stands up and looks at Raqa and Lyrah. Arching an eyebrow he simply says.

Let us finish this. And turns to walk towards the inn. Lyrah and Raqa at his side and 5 zombies leading the way. 

With every step Galahad gains strength and determination. But is can be seen he is fighting the great hunger and means to apease it with the physical body of his nemesis.

Lyrah's back straightens and she gains a form of self assurance as she walks towards the inn. There is something within her now that the others have not seen. A determination and force that is waiting to come out.

[Rule Hound]

As Ricchar calmly walks up to the back door Johan has regained himself and awaits to report.

1 Vampire upstairs. 20-25 mortals in the common room. A few in rooms. Five vampires down there in the cellar. The one you saw, 3 more in a room with a few mortals and one vampire in a cell. Several other cells with mortals in them also and a handful of mortals in a larger room before the hall to the cell.

There is a dark and evil force down there. The stones bleed with the corruption. There is a dark sentience that permeates the place.

Gunner comes running through, fresh blood streaming down his body. As he runs past and into the inn Johan feels the dark hunger taking control of him. Feeling drawn to fresh blood his mind focuses on the largest supply fixating, driven to feed. Following Gunner into the inn he feels the hunger intensify and a dark pleasure seeping into him through his feet from the stones.

Just before he reaches the common room he hears screams start echoing out.

transition to Gunner

Gunner in a mad lust to feed, a deep need for more blood comes crashing through into the common room. It is a sight he has not beheld but one of beauty to him at the moment. EVERY patron withing the common room, with the exception of the Bartender, who has his mouth sewn shut with leather is fat. Large, portly and large. All have grand plates of meat set before them gorging.

As he comes in the waitress drops her tray and screams. Gunner tears into her, a orgy of blood. Other screams begin. Gunner tries to gain control of himself but is simply unable. He gives in and lets the hunger have it's way.


As Johan comes in behind Gunner he notices that the only slim person in the room, the bartender has pulled a stake out and is positioning himself to fall upon Gunner. Quickly jumping to Gunners aid he grabs the bartender and spins him around. Looking down at him it is one of those freaks he heard about. This one proves trickier than anticipated. slipping the grip on his arm he falls into a fighters crouch and growls.

Johan attacks, the bartender slips to the side avoiding the strike and moves in. Raising his stake he strikes true! But the stake shatters on the Gargoyles stone skin. Johan backhands him and connects. Blood starts dripping from this Mortals? nose.. The sight of blood is to much for Johan to resist. Plunging in he attempts to bury the bartender under his weight but again he manages to slip to the side just in time. The bartender tries a chair, Johan simply lets him connect and the chair shatters, a bottle, table but nothing works. Eventually the mans quick moves seem to slow down and Johan gets his hands on him and proceeds to let his blood lust lead.

Not sure where to go

As Galahad, Lyra and Raqa approach Ricchar who was about to enter behind the Gangrel and Gargoyle looks up. He stops and reiterates what he was told.

Screams begin echoing out of the inn.

Galahad with a heavily clenched Jaw looks up towards where his opponent was.

It seems we must go down. he grunts out. and begins to lead the way.

He stops, Raqa. Take your host and assist Frederick and see to upstairs. Your Zombies will only block the way.

Tiny Lyrah darts in front of him turns, looks him in the eyes. With a scary sanity she says, I will lead. She lays her hand on Galahad and he feels his hunger abate, just enough to remain in control. She turns and proceeds down the steps.

At the bottom of the stairs the door is closed. Using his enhanced strength Ricchar easily kicks the reinforced oak in. Leading the way Lyrah calmly walks down the steps into the midst of the guard room. Behind 6 guards stands the man in a cooks apron. The Guards all have crossbows drawn and loaded. Triggers are pulled. Galahad receives three bolts to the chest, Ricchar 2 and Lyrah 1.

Ricchar and Galahad pluck them from their chest, amazed that they are not staked. Lyrah just looks down at it then proceeds to look up again and speaking VERY disturbing thoughts, describing frightful images, fearful horrors. As she does so one of the guards grabs his head and screams madly trying to flee. The Cook quicker than the eye could see reaches out grabs him by the neck and snaps it like a twig.

As Lyrah continues to speak in that horrifying voice Ricchar and Galahad begin to see images blurr, fade alter into terrors unimaginable. Focusing on their task they break free of the drone of her voice and step into action. Ricchar stepping forward before Galahad, casually reaching out and grabbing a guards head where showers of blood mist from the orifices. The cook staggers back having received a mind bolt from Galahad. Lyrah laughs gleefully and continues describing horrors. Another guard goes mad and begins attacking another that stands in the way of the back exit. Ricchars next opponent proves more difficult. moving with great speed, but still only a mortal he puts up a good fight. Eventually Ricchar slows him down by siphoning off some of his blood causing him to go woozy. Where Ricchar can step in and boil more. Causing more bloody mist. The Cook staggers back again and then kicks into motion. He draws a cooks knife from his vest, nearly large enough to be a small sword. Kicking into action he is before Lyrah before she can react with deft moves three lines open up across her face and torso where he struck her.

He staggers back under the weight of another mind bolt. Lyrah focuses her now horror filled eyes on him in insanity and she simply shrieks in a wounded soul stealing wail. The Cook gains a look of fright in his eyes and runs. Lyrah attempting to follow still shrieking after him runs head long into a man with a giant meat cleaver and literally bounces back, noticing that his mouth is also entwined. Ricchar and Galahads carnage completes with Galahad in the center of the room spewing blood all over the place. Regurgitating the excess that his body would not accept.

Behind this new threat stands two others. Wearing bloodied aprons and who likewise have their mouths sewn shut, but with leather strips not twine.

A fierce battle ensues. Between Galahad, Ricchar and the newcomers. Lyrah after having bounced back is just sitting in a pool of blood, cupping it in her hands and pouring it over her head. Almost bathing herself in it. First one then the other of the lesser two Vampires fall to Ricchar and Galahad but the other with his supernatural speed manages to avoid most of Ricchars attempt to touch him and is avoiding having his blood siphoned off like the others. Mind bolt after mind bolt this butcher eiter shrugs it off or stand unaffected.

As the two lesser Vampires fall the butcher uses his speed to step back into the area from whence he came. As you follow he waves his hands and chants in a dark voice. Words not meant for the human tongue. A wall of Green Balefire erupts sealing you off from Lyrah.

Upstairs


Frederick now on the second level is kicking in doors right, left, right, left. A few rooms are occupied by fat struggling to rise individuals. Ignoring them he continues. He kicks in a central door just in time to see the body of a man begin moving and come back to life. Drawing his sword he tries to move in and strike before it can become fully active. With lightning speed the hideously beautiful man easily slips aside. 

Standing up he reaches down, putting his finger in a knot hole of the floor and rips a hunk out of the floorboard. Stepping in to take advantage while he is distracted Frederik swings. Again the man easily avoids the clash. In the following moments with blinding speed he proceeds to disarm Frederick. With little left Frederick charges and manages to get his arms around the speedy man crashing him through the wall , the hall way and next wall to fall together before the outer window.

Struggling and rolling on the floor the beatific man manages to recover his improvised stake. Raising it in two hands behind Fredericks back as Frederick  grapples him he readies to plunge it into Frederick's back.  Muscles twitch, through the door at top speed comes a howling wolf. Lunging and grabbing the mans arm just before it descends. Screaming the man struggles. Between Fia's grip on his arm and Frederick's bludgeoning him with a dresser the beautiful man begins to slow. Ripping a bannister from the bed Frederick raises it in his arms ready to plunge it home. The 4" diameter by 4 ft shaft plummets downwards into his chest.

The whole building shakes.

Wolf Fia releases her grip and transforms back into human shape. Seems my vision was right.

Frederick walks to the other room and retrieves his sword. Listening he hears that the screaming downstairs that had started during his search has ended.

As he walks back into the room to Rejoin Fia the building shudders again. Green light seems to light up the cracks between the outer wall and the floor. The light begins creeping in along the floor joins. Before anyone can react they shoot out and strike the immense stake in the Mans chest. In a burst of green hellfire it turns to ash.

Frederick's sword already descending in the hopes to end this creature before it gets free is for naught. In almost slow motion the figure rolls to the side stands up and runs through the hole in the wall.

common room

Raqa enters the common room to see a Gargoyle and Gangrel in Wrath form feasting on the patrons. Large fat bloated patrons. He feels his their feer and horror at the impending demise and glorifies in its coming. Stepping into the room he sends his Zombies to deal with the group that is hiding in the corner armed with anything that came to hand. As they die Raqa is mystified with a new sight in the shadowlands. The souls of the patrons as they are killed seem to swell like a overfilled bladder until they burst into shadowy soul substance. But then it gets caught and a vortex is forming in this room. It swirls and swirls. Simply mesmerized at this new manifestation of death Raqa watches as more and more souls are added to it.

He moves forward instructing his Zombies to hold and not kill all of the patrons. He has them hold a patron on the table and begins experimenting on how close he can bring them to death before the vortex manages to grab their souls.

Before he knows it he is out of victims. Gunner and Johan seem to have regained control for the time being. They are covered in blood little or none of it theirs. Silence reigns. There is some banging from upstairs but before anyone can investigate they hear a loud thump. At the outer wall a 4" diameter broken ended shaft protrudes from the ceiling.

Green fire lights up the cracks in the mortar of the wall stones. slowly it creeps up the wall. then lines the wall and roof joint. Lighting the floor joins and moving towards the 4" shaft. As it souches the shaft there is a flare of green hellfire and the shaft ashes. There is the sound of a sword hitting wood and speedy feet running down the hall and stairs.

Frederick and Fia peek through the entrance.


Transition

There is a burst of green flame running in a line across the room beginning to char and seep through the floor joints.

Frederick and Johan make a bolt for the back door then straight down into the Cellar where their leiges await and may need their help.

Raqa, Gunner and Fia not having as much at stake set out to secure the grounds and ensure a safe exit for the others.



In the cellar Frederick and Johan comes upon Frederick's former adversary tormenting Lyrah, telling her how she is marred, wounded and despicably hideous now. How he has the power to make her whole, rebuild her beauty, raise it to new levels. Lyrah is holding the polished helmet of a guard and looking at her wounded face.

Frederick dives in swinging.

Johan looks to them and looks to the wall of flame. Steeling himself he turns and walks through the flames.

Frederick with his surprise and the beating they previously put on this man is gaining the upper hand. At least he thinks he is.

He stands over Lyrah, cooing sweet nothings, how her beauty is eternal he will quest to the ends of the world if the scars don't heal on their own. HE will contract a Tzmitze to fix her and so forth. All the while protecting his vassal. Until he slips in a very large pool of blood. before he can regain his feet the man reaches out, with blinding speed. Grabs Frederick by the neck and chants something. Frederick erupts in hellfire.

Screaming Lyrah yells to let him go.

The man looks her in the eye with his blinding speed he places one hand on Fredericks flaming shoulders and the other below his chin andexerts his strength. there is a slow tearing and ripping sound mixed with the howling of Frederick as he burs. His head is slowly ripped from his body.

and says "As you wish"

The battle continues

On the other side of the fire wall the battle goes back and forth. The Butcher hurling magic managing to keep everyone at bay. As he backs up other mortals/ghouls slip in from behind but meet the same fate as those in the guard room. As Ricchar turns back from dealing with some of these mortals he sees the Butcher drop to one knee  Johan having just stepped through the wall of fire comes forward and begins laying on a beating. Glahad having been barely holding his hunger in check lunges at the weakend and stagering butcher. He manages to sink his fangs into this vile creature. Ricchar can see the evident pleasure on Galahads face as he feeds. Until Ricchars eyes start to fog over, anger arises. Stepping forward he grabs Galahad by the unsuspecting collar and using his enhanced strength rips him off this magic wielder. As Galahad bounces off the wall, Ricchar is torn by his actions. He checks to see that Galahad is alright, just nearly beaten down from his battles. Turning back he is going to end this once and for all. He starts to take a step back towards the butcher Johan looking on in confusion at his masters actions.

In a blinding flash a man speeds through the wall of fire stops at the butcher, throws him over his shoulder and runs through a open door. As Ricchar and Johan give chase he sees the man enter another room. As he is about to enter Johan puts his hand on Ricchars shoulder and stops him. Not there. That is the room of darkness. They look up and with a flash of green flame the two are silhouetted briefly before disappearing.

Both take note that they saw a floating skull in the center of that room.

As they exit the room a support beam collapses sealing them into the end of the prison. Joining Galahad who is once again standing with several drained prisoners at his feet Johan instructs them of a back escape tunnel. As they make their way towards it they begin to find the bodies of more Prisoners. Freshly killed, but not by them. As they move forward they see the Cook step out of a cell. He looks up.

As the party takes it's first aggressive step towards them he screams and flees.

to be continued outside.

[Rule Hound]

Cradling Frederick's dismembered head as it turns to ash Lyrah's focus comes back to the room she is in.

Roof beams a flame and collapsing she heads back to the entrance and up the stairs and outside.

She is no longer crying. She holds her head high as she exits, though it can be seen there were tears of blood dried upon her cheeks in the heat of the fires.

Looking back at the helmet which is smudged and dirty she polishes it once again with her clothing. Looking in she see's the cut on her face heal up.

She is strangely sober and sane for the moment. 


Another Exit

After exiting the building Raqa set his zombies to scouring the area for guards and survivors. It would not pay to have anyone go telling tales.

Gunner and Fia shift into bear and wolf form and begin searching about. Looking for anything that may be a threat or anything that may be of interest.  Fia remembering her vision start looking around a grove of Raspberries. As she sniffs she scents smoke from the middle. She howls out to Gunner and he comes over. Changing back into a man he tells Raqa that they have found another exit.

Raqa begins having the zombies tear down the Raspberries and uncover the exit. While Gunner adn Fia once again in animal form begin digging and uncovering a wooden hatch.

Just as the zombies are finishing a man they all recognize bursts through. The Cook. Another great battle begins.

Fia and Gunner remaining in animal form using each other and assisting. Nipping in darting out. The Zombies close in to assist and prevent this maddened creature from escaping. Back and forth it goes. A bite here followed by the trailing slash of a Large Kitchen Knife. Each time it strikes it leaves a wound that does not heal. A slash mark scaring each creature.

As the battle shifts away from the hatch Galahad, Ricchar, Johan step out. Johan joins the fray. Galahad looks up just as Fia transforms from wolf to wolf Hybred and Gunner transforms from Bear to Bear Hybred.

Between the three Cainites and the 5 zombies they successfully manage to keep the Cook from breaking free to flee. He is eventually take down in a flurry of claws, fists, teeth, and zombie hands. He turns to ash.


Looking at each other you all notice false dawn beginning to show on the horizon. The Inn is in full blaze.