Post by Rule Hound on May 4, 2016 15:33:26 GMT
Setting your Duchy to their tasks you sit down and lean against a large tree atop the hill overseeing the inn. Lyrah standing near you begins swaying and gibbering to herself. Frederick just grins and takes up his position to guard your body.
You separate from your Cainite coil you stand up and look around. From this perspective you can see more clearly than typical, at least in some ways. The sentience of your minions allow you to locate them easily. The Sentience of the Zombie is not so strong but good enough for you to use it to communicate back to Raqa when the time comes.
Looking up you see Gunner in Owl form and Fia in Bat form swooping about.
Raqa is calling forth a wraith which he then sends to search the area as planned. Lyrah is, well near you and Frederick in her own world looking about with a daze on her face. Ricchar is preparing to be able to strike when needed. And as for the gargoyle you do not see him.
Taking to the air is but a exercise of will. You fly above the inn and see no signs of guards or sentries. But if there are any Raqa's wraith will surely find them. Preparing to enter the inn by a upper window you sense an aversion to try to go through the leaded? panes as though they might cause you harm. So you quickly rise above the Inn and plunge through the roof to begin your search for the darkness within.
You begin your search with the upper (3rd) floor finding nothing out of sorts. Luggage in 1-2 rooms but no patrons currently there. They are probably still enjoying the common room. Moving down to the next level you sense something important to be found. Plunging into the central room (what would be dead center the inn and if the same as above also have no windows). You come to a quick stop. Sitting dead center the floor is one of the most beautifully horrific men you have ever seen. Dressed in riches, possessing a Majesty of dark power that calls to you. His mouth is sewed shut with twine.
The Man looks up directly at your ghostly image you feel in Awe of him. You can sense a great dark smile even though his lips do not move. The thirst within your body begins rising to an all time high. Knowing this man has some old on you you reach out mentally to the Zombie to warn the others. As you do so the man waves his hand in a circle and unholy green flame briefly lights a circle in the air before expanding outwards. There is a unholy scream that is more felt then heard.
Stunned in horror you gather your will to break free of what you feel. You shudder and refocus ready to flee just as a dark, black form with unholy green veins and blood red horns manifests from this man as he to steps onto the Astral Plane. Your thirst builds up ravaging you from inside at this manifestation of unholiness. You know you are at a disadvantage here and now. Your exertions to resist frenzy and having resisted his unholy Awe and Majesty have left you weak.
You quickly rise through the Inn breaking into the night sky. The "demon" apparition follows you. In a desperate attempt you try to dominate him to leave but he just shrugs the Command off with a grin.
Calling upon your mind you fashion a set of great glowing plate armor and a wondrous sword of silvery energy.
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.
You separate from your Cainite coil you stand up and look around. From this perspective you can see more clearly than typical, at least in some ways. The sentience of your minions allow you to locate them easily. The Sentience of the Zombie is not so strong but good enough for you to use it to communicate back to Raqa when the time comes.
Looking up you see Gunner in Owl form and Fia in Bat form swooping about.
Raqa is calling forth a wraith which he then sends to search the area as planned. Lyrah is, well near you and Frederick in her own world looking about with a daze on her face. Ricchar is preparing to be able to strike when needed. And as for the gargoyle you do not see him.
Taking to the air is but a exercise of will. You fly above the inn and see no signs of guards or sentries. But if there are any Raqa's wraith will surely find them. Preparing to enter the inn by a upper window you sense an aversion to try to go through the leaded? panes as though they might cause you harm. So you quickly rise above the Inn and plunge through the roof to begin your search for the darkness within.
You begin your search with the upper (3rd) floor finding nothing out of sorts. Luggage in 1-2 rooms but no patrons currently there. They are probably still enjoying the common room. Moving down to the next level you sense something important to be found. Plunging into the central room (what would be dead center the inn and if the same as above also have no windows). You come to a quick stop. Sitting dead center the floor is one of the most beautifully horrific men you have ever seen. Dressed in riches, possessing a Majesty of dark power that calls to you. His mouth is sewed shut with twine.
The Man looks up directly at your ghostly image you feel in Awe of him. You can sense a great dark smile even though his lips do not move. The thirst within your body begins rising to an all time high. Knowing this man has some old on you you reach out mentally to the Zombie to warn the others. As you do so the man waves his hand in a circle and unholy green flame briefly lights a circle in the air before expanding outwards. There is a unholy scream that is more felt then heard.
Stunned in horror you gather your will to break free of what you feel. You shudder and refocus ready to flee just as a dark, black form with unholy green veins and blood red horns manifests from this man as he to steps onto the Astral Plane. Your thirst builds up ravaging you from inside at this manifestation of unholiness. You know you are at a disadvantage here and now. Your exertions to resist frenzy and having resisted his unholy Awe and Majesty have left you weak.
You quickly rise through the Inn breaking into the night sky. The "demon" apparition follows you. In a desperate attempt you try to dominate him to leave but he just shrugs the Command off with a grin.
Calling upon your mind you fashion a set of great glowing plate armor and a wondrous sword of silvery energy.
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.