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Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kosara Tiefling, Warlock (Celestial), Level 03 HP: 21/ 21 Armor Class: 12(15 Mage Armor) Conditions: N/A Location: Bed and Breakfast(Inside) Action: N/a Bonus Action: N/A Reaction: Dodge

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Kosara gave a near feral grin when Marita proclaimed going to war. Yes! She was looking forward kicking evil in the butt, breaking their legs and hearing the lamentations of the rats! Wait, that’s wrong… Anyways, putting aside her current fixation of breaking Cavendish’s legs and probably then proceeding to blast him with enough celestial blasts that he’s naught but a charred shadow that remained on the crater she creates during the act, the tiefling really wanted help the people here deal with the rather obvious evil that was infesting this otherwise pleasant town. Still as Marita gave the girl a gift of silver weapon to protect herself, the dancer quickly went through her traveling bags in search of something to help also.

After some rustling and shuffling about things in her bag, Kosara pulled out a smaller bag, well it was close to a satchel size and gave out metal clangs as she moved it about. She offered it to the younger girl also.” With Marita giving you a gift for protection, I think this will help you also, especially if you want to hide yourself. This is a bag of caltrops. Sharp metal things that are dropped on the ground to hinder people from moving over. When you hide up, scatter them in front of the entrance. If something tries to come through, it will hurt itself or at least make noise and buy you time.” She told Liz with a smile. It wasn’t as grand a gift as the silvered dagger, but she didn’t have silvered weapons on her and giving her Grandpa’s sword wouldn’t do her a good thing. For one it was a big sword, especially for Lizbeth’s size, given how big the dagger looked in her hands. That and the sword that Kosara carried was magical and bound to her.

Now with everything done and over with, the revelation that the note wasn’t from Cecily, made Kosara’s anger boil even more. Ohh she wasn’t going to leave much from those buggers if she had the chance. This evil was going to be extinguished to last and least, if she had anything to say and do about it!” Ohh, we are going to he...” Kosara’s reassurance was cut short when a loud boom echoed from something seemingly hitting the front wall by the door with quite the force.

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“Alright, that is it! I’m coming out and if you’re one of those bastards, I’m going to make you eat so many celestial blasts that nothing will be left of you!” Kosara growled and stormed towards the front door, her sword now in hand, anger and fury boiling. It was a fair assessment to state that the childishly behaving tiefling was majorly pissed off now, still she was wary and ready to spring into action should something tries to attack her when she opens the door, so without wasting much more time she grabbed the door handle, gave a look to the others to see if they were prepared, having remembered that she wasn’t alone and that Liz was with them, so she didn’t yank it open right away, but she was about to do it as soon as she confirmed people were ready for it and that Liz was protected.

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kosara Tiefling, Warlock (Celestial), Level 03 HP: 21/ 21 Armor Class: 12(15 Mage Armor) Conditions: N/A Location: Bed and Breakfast --> Bed and Breakfast( Now on the Inside!) Action: N/a Bonus Action: N/A Reaction: N/A

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Alright, all things being equal and honest, Kosara was feeling rather unusually off with this place and situation. It was so different from anything she had experienced in her life so far and it showed. Well most things were different from what she knew, being this far from home, but still. Ever since she left the desert, this was the first time she really wished to have Grandpa’s advice, but he was NOT here. He was far, far away and she had no way of reaching him on the moment, unless he decides to reach out first. Back home it was easy, she’d just run to his place in the desert, or ride a camel or even get somebody to bring her over, but here? Yeah she was far from home and while not alone, the white tiefling was away from all sources of advice she usually relied on.

Thus she was out of the B&B, unsure how to proceed as she stared daggers into the fog and the moon that actually resembled cheese if she was thinking about it really hard, but focus on the fog and the dastardly evil critters that may or may not be lurking, she really wanted to set something aflame. This wouldn’t ever happen in the desert! There was not enough water for fog there! After a bit more of a time of glaring into the fog as of daring anything to try to come over and have a taste of her fancy golden rays of doom and retribution, she huffed, puffed, pouted and walked into the B&B, putting out the torch with a flicker of movement for the cantrips she had cast on it prior. A quick Prestidigitation and the fire was out, the Thaumaturgy going away as soon as the fire was no more to affect.

She made it inside just in time to hear the confession of horror from the young woman that they had befriended and the fact that their older friend was gone under some frankly suspicious circumstances. Alright that was not a good thing, not good at all, Cecily was gone and if something evil wasn’t the cause, Kosara was going to eat a regular sandwich! Her eyes glided across the place, resting on the door as she eyed it like a hawk, before turning her gaze to Kathryn and then looking over at each of the group she had found herself with. She quickly pondered what would her grandpa do in this case and what he would advice her to do. He himself would probably just charge off to confront craven Cavendish, his cronies and whatever it is that gives him power. He’d probably advice her to be careful and not put herself in needless danger, but in the end he’d agree that helping people was more important and doubly so people you consider friends. No friend left behind.

“Hmmm… I say we go get some answers from the one person we know has them.” She finally stated and stretched her limbs for a moment.” I say enough is enough and maybe we should go with the alter plan we talked about to go and have a bit of a meeting, doubly so since invitations has been… forced upon us. If I don't do something about this, Grandpa would be disappointed in me, I can't have that.”

Call of Cthulhu - Talbott's Investigators of Mysteries Enlightened

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Eleonora Estelle

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Location: TIME Agency office - Downtown Arkham ->Outside
Hit Points:13 - Sanity Points:65 - Luck:50
Mental State: Sane
Skill: N/a

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“Mhm, I will take this for now. Let's see.” She quipped as their dearest Harry brought out a map for them to use. This saved them a runaround town to locate a map to use. Of course it wasn’t a perfect one, but it was going to be better than spending the rest of the day digging through the libraries in town and the university to find a perfectly suitable map. Once on the road they could ask locals… Probably. This was Arkham and it’s surroundings, Ellie long since had accepted that people here are just plain weird in the weirdest ways possible. Though she too lived here… anyways onto the case! She eyed the map and roughly where they had to go. This was going to be an experience.

“Well, time to get going then.” Eleonora stated and stood up, having finished the last of her cigarette, so she extinguished the butt of it in the ashtray and headed out of Harry’s office, map being gently folded in her hands as she did so. Outside of the grumpy man’s office, there was the lovely Henrietta. She gave the secretary a lovely smile as she walked over to her desk.

“I’m really sorry, love. It appears job takes us out of the city for a while.” She apologized to the woman.” I’m not abandoning future plans for a coffee, but maybe after we return from this case?” Ellie suggested in her french accented voice.” I will see if there’s any good souvenirs to be brought from this trip. In any case, look after Harry while we are away. He appeared a bit too negative today.” She gave a final smile, waiting to hear any reply as she picked her coat from the hanger, put it on, followed by her hat and then after hearing any answer for a future date/coffee from the secretary, she headed out the door, but not before a wink and a quick air kiss from the door.

“Alright now that we are to head out… who arrived in a car and who wants to drive?” Ellie asked in utmost seriousness as she stretched her arms a bit, before patting the folded up map.” It’s appears to be a rather long drive away along the Miskatonic river. I’m pretty sure we will have to eventually also ask locals for directions to find that place if it’s not well annotated along the road signs. As I said, I’m willing to pay for the fuel, so it indeed goes down to who’s going to drive. Keep in mind it looks like it will be hours, quite a few hours of driving. We might arrive late into the day if not into the night, so we may do well to also procure some things for the road, something to drink or eat at the very least.”

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kosara Tiefling, Warlock (Celestial), Level 03 HP: 21/ 21 Armor Class: 12(15 Mage Armor) Conditions: N/A Location: Outside Mallard's --> bed and breakfast Action: N/a Bonus Action: N/A Reaction: N/A

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“Yay, fire! Thank you!” Kosara cheerfully blew out the lil candle she had just lit up, stuffing it away and grabbing the torch from Kathryn instead. She now had the ‘Flaming Club of Destiny’. Or maybe a flaming cudgel would be a better title… In any case, with a nice lit torch of burning wrath in hand, Kosara was happily looking around. They now had lights and lights were good given the situation. Mists weren’t making anything easy or nice, but on the upturn they had something to combat the mists and darkness with. Then out of nowhere, the white tiefling had a revelation… Her eyes focused on the torch in her hand, knowledge raced through her mind, memories that sometimes she remembered and other times forgot, a quick whispered words of power and a Thaurmaturgical minor wonder was brought into existence, quickly followed by a second one as the flames dancing upon her torch shifted into hues of gold and grew brighter. And just like this she now had the Advanced Flaming Club of Destiny.” Let’s go!” The dancer was very happy with her better torch and planned to maintain it for the time being.

As they got closer to the B&B there was a loud scream that filled the air from afar. Kosara couldn’t exactly say how far and from where, partially because of the fog and how it carried the noise. In any case it was probably from somewhere around town. Kosara nearly jumped out of her skin when it happened and looked frantically around for a bit, but eyes narrowed and growled, peering at the mists, promising lot’s of dead rats later. Maybe they should bring in cats to hunt all the rats later. Yeah that was an idea, though kicking some wererats butts was also a good thing to do! When Lizbeth opened the door a bit and gave the news that Cecily was not present, something heavy settled into the pit at Kosara’s stomach. THAT was not a good news, in fact it was very bad news.

Kathryn was as expected the big reassuring (half) giant that apparently made the girl feel just reassured enough to allow the door to open and for the warrior to enter. Kosara nodded and gave a bit of a reassuring smile from the doorway as she turned around, peering into the misty darkness around them, trying to see if there were any dangers and to just be ready in case something does try to jump out of it. She had a mighty stick of fiery destiny to whack it with! That or a Celestial Blast. If Kosara was to be honest, she couldn't wait for the moment where she had an actual target to attack. Evil was surely lurking, they just had to find it... or it had to show itself really. Kahtryn was NOT saving any of em this time around. Ratmen were going be deadmen... them and anybody else who was in on the evil.

Call of Cthulhu - Talbott's Investigators of Mysteries Enlightened

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Eleonora Estelle

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Location: TIME Agency office - Downtown Arkham
Hit Points:13 - Sanity Points:65 - Luck:50
Mental State: Sane
Skill: N/a

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With everybody assembling, she recognized some faces, others not quite as much, though that could have been her general state of mind and body at any given time. Still some had a few good ideas or information to give to the curious situation they had at their hands. She chuckled softly and took a deep drag from her cigarette, listening to all the opinions. Collaborating what they knew of their target of investigation with the general way things went was about right. Suspicious former(more than likely) priest, had a good idea that it was quite a long wait for the Man to start searching for their target. Though it wouldn’t surprise her, rich people were with their own eccentricities and if he was a known explorer and a man that liked to go out there and away from contact every now and then, it would make some sense they wouldn’t be too worried at first. Ellie looked at their ol' pal Harry.

“Harry, dear, I meant TIME in general.” She chuckled, taking another drag of her nicotine source of choice and gave the two documents a quick look over. The things didn’t reveal much, though it certainly put a spin on the situation. A convenient spin anyways and anybody that lived in this blasted city and it’s surroundings should know that convenient things were a lie. Well they should know it, but men are pretty easy to convince to just accept things at face value and not ask questions about the suspicious most of the times, especially so away form the big city.” Thank you for the advice, Harry. We really should, never discount anybody as a suspect ever.” She quipped in a nod, making a mental attempt at calculation exactly what it would cost to travel to their location. She could get one of her lover’s underlings to drive her over, just rent a car or buy a bus ticket there… or given it was a group assignment, one of her colleagues could drive her. ” So anyone here willing to drive us there or should we arrange for transport? I’m willing to cover fuel expenses.” She stated flatly.

“Eldorado...” She began flatly, looking at the professor.” Isn’t that the place that all those idiots with way too much time and money go to search only to die to the dangers of the jungles they venture into ever since those Spaniards heard it from locals all that time back? If that’s his favorite pasttime, I’d guess we are looking at a guy with a death wish, even more if he made it back.” Eleonora stated in sarcasm and amusement, taking a deep drag from her cigarette.” If he made it back and hasn’t written anything that means he either believes he has a clue and is keeping quiet or has given up, and rich and adventurous don’t give up.”

“Look, I say we get going. It will be a decent trek there and we’re already weeks behind him and whatever he probably got himself into.” Ellie stated and stood up, finishing the last of her cigarette and extinguishing the butt in the ashtray.” We are going to have hours to exchange idea and make theory while we travel.”

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kosara Tiefling, Warlock (Celestial), Level 03 HP: 21/ 21 Armor Class: 12(15 Mage Armor) Conditions: N/A Location: Outside Mallard's Action: Cantrip – Light on Berry’s sword and then onto Marita's shield, lighting a candle. Bonus Action: N/A Reaction: N/A

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“Hmmm, sure!” Kosara pipped up at their newly resident dragonborn’s request for glowing sword too. So without doing much thinking she hopped and skipped over to him and placed a hand on his sword where the handle and the guard were, channeling the mystical energies of gold, muttering something and going through the motions before unleashing the cantrip on the sword! With a sudden flash it began glowing brightly golden instead as her own sword quickly lost it’s shine and she blinked.

“… I forgot! You can only keep a light spell on a single object!” She stated in sudden realization, looking at her now distinctly not glowing in heroic way scimitar.” Ehh doesn’t matter, it’s still good the way it is.” She stated happily and pointed it towards the sky in happy way. Let it not be said that Kosara is not looking on the sunshine side of life. She was completely seemingly ignoring noises that might be happening around them for now at least.

“Marita, I forgot that only one light can be up! For some reason prior ones just go out.” Kosara blinked at her cleric friend and looked at the shield then at the monk’s sword and back at the shield.” The shield wins!” She jumped over to the cleric and repeated the motion with her shield instead, switching the light for a third time in such a small span of time to the big now shiny shield with a sun on it.” It’s fitting! The sun must shine! Praise the sun!”

In any case as they moved and had an eventual brief chance to glimpse through the fog there were a lot of red eyes. Those eyes made Kosara stare at the fog, tilting her head looking intensely into the fog as if she could see through it. She couldn’t, but it didn’t stop her from looking at it! At least until Mr Mallard opened his door and began distributing the goods… gear… goods… yes.” Hey, Mr Mallard! Look after yourself tonight, alright!” Kosara cheerfully greeted him when he showed up.

Finally when he closed the door and barricaded himself again, they were alone out on the street and presumably surrounded by things with beady red eyes swarming all around them just beyond the reach of the lights. Well with nothing to do, she sheathed her scimitar and pulled a candle out of her bag.” So… anyone has torches? I never got any cause I never needed them in the past.” Kosara quipped as she cast a quick prestidigitation on the candle to light it up.” The Light spell was usually enough for me if I had to go anywhere in the dark and candles was all I needed indoors otherwise...” The candle really wasn’t sending much light around them given the magical glowing shield that they had.

Call of Cthulhu - Talbott's Investigators of Mysteries Enlightened

so how are my eldrich trolling friends?

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kosara Tiefling, Warlock (Celestial), Level 03 HP: 21/ 21 Armor Class: 12(15 Mage Armor) Conditions: N/A Location: Road to Mallard's --> Outside Mallard's Action: Cantrip – Light on her sword. Bonus Action: N/A Reaction: N/A

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“Alright! I’m going to make some light!” Kosara happily quipped at the human part of the party’s agreement with the benefits of artificial light to illuminate the darkness that was Avonshire after sunset. She saw rather well in the darkness herself, but Martina and Kathryn were humans so they wouldn’t. She wasn’t completely sure about V and Berry though. Still everybody would see better with lights and rats probably saw well in darkness. Light maybe bad for them? She could hope. So she focused on making the one object she was holding that would make for a fine light source… her scimitar! Sure it was a magical scimitar, but it made it only better! It would probably break the cantrip if she dismissed the pact weapon, but as long as she kept it present, the spell should hold. So with a bit of focus, some gestures, happy thoughts and other spell secrets that she was not probably allowed to mention, but she would if anybody asked, golden light began shining from the sword, bathing those present.” See, I can make light like this. Any one of you wants to also carry a light source? I can probably maintain one more easily enough and I can always transfer this one to one of you too if 2 of you want to have the light sources instead.” She explained happily, now that they had a source of proper light in this place that was rapidly getting darker and more depressing. There was evil lurking behind every corner!

“We can hope, Kathryn. Ratmen are probably scary thing.” Kosara nodded sagely at the warrior woman’s theory that people may have decided to hunker down for the night and lock themselves in tight just in case. It was probably the only and best course of action most would have. Kosara much doubted they left, not in this weather, well maybe some did, but it didn’t seem possible the entire town did? As she understood it, towns had way more people than simple villages and even villages sometimes had a lot of people. Also there were forest goblins lurking in the outskirts of the city. They killed some, but who knew if there were more out there. She could only hope people would be save tonight and that they manage to deal with whatever it was that’s going down before it could get worse. Before long they arrived before the glorious smithy of mr silversmith – Mallard. She blinked as Kathryn went on to do some serious beating on the door. She didn’t participate this time though, she just looked around and at the rest of the party.” So any takers to carry magical lights?”

Call of Cthulhu - Talbott's Investigators of Mysteries Enlightened

and posted!

Call of Cthulhu - Talbott's Investigators of Mysteries Enlightened

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Eleonora Estelle

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Location: TIME Agency office - Downtown Arkham
Hit Points:13 - Sanity Points:65 - Luck:50
Mental State: Sane
Skill: (Education/Knowledge Roll - 97 fail)

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“Shuttup...” Eleonora growled, feeling the annoying buzzing of a doorbell. It was early morning… probably. Yeah it most certainly was, judging from the unholy abomination called sunlight that was making it’s way through the curtains that she had in her stupidity forgotten to pull over to block the windows before going to bed last night. Well she had better things to worry about back then. Well maybe worry was a wrong word as the killer headache was making itself known with all it’s wild fury of a racing stampede of mustangs across the plains.

Growling at the incessant noise that was killing her everything right now, she pulled herself out of her rather comfortable bed, still dressed in her silken nightgown and downed the glass of water on the nightstand by the bed. It helped a touch…. Just a touch. Not even minding her state of general undress aside the nightgown that really didn’t hide all that much, she dragged herself over to the front door where the killing noise was coming from her doorbell.” WHAT!?” She half growled, half shouted as she pulled the door open in a violent manner, glaring murdering daggers. Sexy nightware not withstanding, her hair was a mess, her eyes were red and her eyeshadows were dark enough to make her appear rather scary. What turned out to be the source of her wrath, was a young man, probably no more than 13 years of age. The kid’s eyes bugged out at her appearance, stammered, flushed and reached out a messenger note to her which she grabbed and slammed the door shut afterwards, dragging herself to the bedroom once more, sitting on the bed and after finally working her head through the headache, reading the note.

“Huh… of course, it had to be today.” She cursed under her breath. Rubbing her eyes and standing up, nearly tripping this time, having stumbled over one of the empty bottles from last night. Drunken flashes coursed through her mind, mostly disjointed as she made her way to the bathroom and proceeded to do with her mourning routine of showering with somewhat cool water and other morning health necessities including cleaning her teeth and mouth very well. Had to maintain decent smile despite all the alcohol and smoking after all.

The message had arrived in early morning, dawn barely arriving, so 2 hours later she was ready with everything, cleaned up, dressed properly and makeup applied to resume her usual appearance for those outside her home. Chewing on some ground coffee, she walked out of her home and headed to the agency. The cool morning air would help her wake up faster she surmised, especially with the raw coffee.

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Wrapped in her black long coat and with her head protected from the chill by the humble black fedora, Ellie made her way inside the TIME agency’s office where she had been called. A sight for sore eyes, was the visage of the familiar secretary that manned the desk. The woman greeted her without missing a beat, professional that one was. Eleonora took off her coat and hat, putting them on the hanger.” Merci, love. I will hurry in that case. Though before I go, I must say, you look very beautiful this morning. We should well arrange an outing one of these days. Mayhaps a coffee?” She half flirted half complimented, hiding a wince as the sound of drumming type writer was like a rather uncomfortable approximation of big drums right by her ears. Coffee, cold and water helped, but didn’t magic hangover away. It just made it easier to manage the symptoms.” Well better not keep Harry waiting, see you later, love.” She added and headed into the office.

“Bonjour, Harry.” She greeted with a sultry smile, making her way into the man’s office and taking a seat as close to the window as possible to keep an eye out, she also noted that she was the first to arrive. That was funny, considering her state in the morning. In any case since the man was already smoking, she made sure to pull her own cigarette and light it up, taking a puff from it. In any case as the others began to arrive, she was a bit overly focused on fighting a hangover without looking such, so she just kept a neutral face, half closed eyes and silently smoking her cigarette. When the music was finally lowered down, she was quite grateful actually, though her eyebrows furrowed at the question that followed. Ellie tried to recall, but she couldn’t really remember hearing the name right now. At least not without any sort of context. If he was rich as it seemed, she may be ware of something related to the man, but by name alone? Right now she was drawing blank.

“Considering I just woke up and didn’t know the man was missing before that messenger arrived, I can’t say that I remember the name from anywhere. Might come back to me later though in different context.” She replied, taking a puff from her smoke once more, leaving faint red lipstick marks on the cigarette butt as she did, eyes focusing at Peacock.” If he’s that rich, it’s all the more weird nobody knows where he is. Men with money… well they tend to have people following their every move in attempts to curry favor or just try to make use of em.” She mused, taking another puff from the cigarette.” Any specific reason his attorney contacted US rather than the police? Surely there was more information given about this case than simply ‘ go find him’.” She quipped.