Call of Cthulhu: Day two
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Fire Daemon post=362.66842.698179 said:
These are probably just goons. No more, no less. Hired to whack you for sticking your nose into places. They don't look like they would have been connected to the cult at all.
Jack walked back to the museum, the sun was starting to rise and he figured that the rest of the group would either be there or turn up later enough. He used the key he took from the body of the security guard to open the door and limped in to museum.
He was starting to bleed quite heavily and felt weak. He sat down on a lounge in the main room and fell asleep in an instant.
He was starting to bleed quite heavily and felt weak. He sat down on a lounge in the main room and fell asleep in an instant.
The sun rose for the next day as the streets slowly began to trickly with people.
The boat will be arriving tomorrow, but a bees hive had been stirred. One day, one missing book and a pile of bodies. This Egyptian adventure hadn't turned out the way the Investigators had planned.
The boat will be arriving tomorrow, but a bees hive had been stirred. One day, one missing book and a pile of bodies. This Egyptian adventure hadn't turned out the way the Investigators had planned.
Max had, presumably, been sleeping all this time. He awoke in his room at the Embassy, grabbed a bite to eat from the kitchen, and spent a while searching for his notebook in his backpack. He ambled over to the museum, flipping through the pages and jotting down a few ideas that had occured to him while he was asleep. He opened the doors and went into the lobby, intending to go use the library until the others arrived.
He found Jack asleep on a bench.
"Hey Jack! You're back," he called, stating the obvious. He walked over and noticed the blood. "That can't be good."
Max returned to the embassy at a run, asking "Does anyone know first aid?"
He found Jack asleep on a bench.
"Hey Jack! You're back," he called, stating the obvious. He walked over and noticed the blood. "That can't be good."
Max returned to the embassy at a run, asking "Does anyone know first aid?"
Once again, Tony awoke with his face pressed against a bathtub. Staggering to his feet, he left the room and set off in search of the others. While he was fully prepared and packed, no doubt at least one of the others would have decided to leave things until the last minute and would therefore need some help avoiding the consequences of their laziness.
Travis was already awake and spreading a jam spread onto a slice of toast when Max burst in. Frowning, Travis stood with his piece of toast, "I know some first aid, but not much.". As Travis followed Max to the museum, he asked why Max needed a medic. Max simply pointed in the museum to the bleeding form of Jack, and Travis rushed over to check his wounds...
First Aid: 40
Roll: 1 (I swear I really got it)
Skill Buff: 69, +3 (with 1d4?)
Travis managed to patch Jack up with what was at hand, and seemingly staunched the bleed. "He should be fine, for now. But we need to get him to the embassy quickly, as these wounds may have been infected. He should be alright for moving now, so help me carry him" Travis asked as he half carried Jack on his shoulder.
Roll: 1 (I swear I really got it)
Skill Buff: 69, +3 (with 1d4?)
Travis managed to patch Jack up with what was at hand, and seemingly staunched the bleed. "He should be fine, for now. But we need to get him to the embassy quickly, as these wounds may have been infected. He should be alright for moving now, so help me carry him" Travis asked as he half carried Jack on his shoulder.
Tsurugi rose from his bed and rubbed his eyes. Getting out of bed he puts on his shoes that he didn't remember taking off and heads downstairs to see where the others were. As he comes down the stairs into the embassy he sees two members of the group carrying another one towards the embassy. He rushes outside to help them, "What happened to him?"
The_Toe_Bighter98 post=362.66842.703388 said:
You can add a D6 to your skill, or keep that 4 if you really want.
Anyway, you can heal D3 of Jack's wounds, but since you rolled a 1, I'd say plus 2 onto whatever you roll.
Anyway, you can heal D3 of Jack's wounds, but since you rolled a 1, I'd say plus 2 onto whatever you roll.
"It looks like Jack here was talking to the wrong people, and I guess they decided he was a problem." Travis hypothesised as they neared the embassy. Seeing Tsurugi approaching, Travis motioned for Max to take Jack inside and alert the guards. Meanwhile, Travis informed Tsurugi of what has happened, and tells him that he intends to alert everyone inside the embassy.Zemalac post=362.66842.705431 said:
First Aid Roll: 6 from 1d6 (I swear!)
Healing Jack: 1+2=3 from 1d4 (4 is a 0)
Healing Jack: 1+2=3 from 1d4 (4 is a 0)
Max half-carries, half drags Jack inside. He looks around for a guard, or anyone who might be able to tell him how serious Jack's wounds were. Did he need to go to a hospital? Were the bangades Travis had used enough? I'm not a doctor! How am I supposed to tell? Jack wasn't bleeding as much, that was probably a good sign...
He spotted one of the guards and called out to him, "Could I get some help over here?"
He spotted one of the guards and called out to him, "Could I get some help over here?"
Jack is awakened as he hears max crying out. He slowly opens his eyes and views a cealing infront of him. "I must be on the floor" he thinks to himself. His mind starts to put it self back together as he remembers the events of last night. The necklace, the bartender, the thugs with gun.
He tries to look at the wound. Someone had bandaged him up (whoever had done this was very well skilled he concluded) and brought him here.
"Oi Max" he called out "whats going on here?"
He tries to look at the wound. Someone had bandaged him up (whoever had done this was very well skilled he concluded) and brought him here.
"Oi Max" he called out "whats going on here?"
"What?" Max looked around. "Oh good, you're awake. I guess we probably don't need to take you to a hospital, then." He paused to organize his thoughts. "We found you on a bench in the museum, lots of blood everywhere. Travis bandaged you up and we carried you back to the embassy." He shrugged. "That's it, really. Are you all right? What happened?" He stopped talking as he realized he'd begun babbling questions.Fire Daemon post=362.66842.710535 said:
Jack stood up slowly and looked around. The embassy... right... that made sense he figured.
"I'm fine... I'm fine, he missed anything vital. Oh, I suppose I had better start from the beginning. Well two nights ago I found this matchbox in the Doc office, Saheed informed the name belongs to a nightclub just over there a bit. Well I went and checked it out yesterday morning, over heard a strange conversation about some messenger and us lot, I don't think they wanted us to go to that Temple the Doc was interested in. I wanted to know why so I went and checked out the club last night. I talked to bartender and he told me there is some sort of cult going on, interesting thing is they worship the same symbol as the one found in the Docs office"
He paused to let his words sink in.
"I went and asked around a bit and eventually meet up with the guy who owns the bar, told the guards I wanted some coke and they let me walk straight in... idiots. Anyway, the guy said he doesn't know anything about a Cult but if I've learnt anything over the past twenty years it's that you can only trust the guy selling the drinks, the rest are all out to get ya. On the way back to the hotel I was jumped by a couple of goons, got shot and ended up here. I'm not sure what happened to the bodies."
"I'm fine... I'm fine, he missed anything vital. Oh, I suppose I had better start from the beginning. Well two nights ago I found this matchbox in the Doc office, Saheed informed the name belongs to a nightclub just over there a bit. Well I went and checked it out yesterday morning, over heard a strange conversation about some messenger and us lot, I don't think they wanted us to go to that Temple the Doc was interested in. I wanted to know why so I went and checked out the club last night. I talked to bartender and he told me there is some sort of cult going on, interesting thing is they worship the same symbol as the one found in the Docs office"
He paused to let his words sink in.
"I went and asked around a bit and eventually meet up with the guy who owns the bar, told the guards I wanted some coke and they let me walk straight in... idiots. Anyway, the guy said he doesn't know anything about a Cult but if I've learnt anything over the past twenty years it's that you can only trust the guy selling the drinks, the rest are all out to get ya. On the way back to the hotel I was jumped by a couple of goons, got shot and ended up here. I'm not sure what happened to the bodies."
Walking in at the last sentence, "Well, everyone thats here should know about what happened to you Jack. Seems most want to sleep in, though." Travis stated. "Maybe we should cut our journey a day off, as I dont think that we may be welcomed in this city anymore." he theorised.