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SunlessNick wrote:

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Does the effect on Ines of Roterstein's concoction wear off?

Mr. Handy wrote:

OOC,I did say I was looking through the trunk "carefully." I knew the contents could be dangerous. Shouldn't I have had a chance to spot the needle?

Rummaging among the scattered contents of the trunk, which is now little more than a chaos of unusual bits of equipment and peculiar ingredients, Doctor North discovers a device which appears to be in usable condition. [dice]0[/dice] It is a small glass vial of golden liquid. Upon opening the little...

With a sardonic bow, Roterstein addresses Miss Davenport. "As you wish, madam." With that, he procures a small, round, translucent object from the trunk and tosses it at the ground near his feet. The room is filled with a sudden, silent explosion of bright white light, temporarily blinding...

"As for that, I merely expect to be welcomed into that dark kingdom as one who has done his humble best to serve its monarch."

Roterstein bows low. "You flatter me, sir. And yet I cannot entirely agree with your vision. To oppose Death? The great leveler of humanity? As soon would I raise arms against Time Himself, and freeze the world in its current miserable condition! To be without Death is to invite the lower order...

"Not that I paid much attention to her ravings -- only to her purse, ha ha -- but it seems to me that she mentioned something about paying a visit to His Majesty and presenting him with what he deserves. Pure nonsense, of course."

"The action is nearly instantaneous, as you have witnessed with the little creature we have amused ourselves with. As far as reversing it goes, if for some reason one would wish to do that, a second application would suffice. It would seem a pity, though, after one has produced such a satisfact...

Roterstein nods his head. He retrieves a quill, a sheet of parchment, and a pot of ink from the trunk. After a few minutes he presents Doctor North with the sheet. It contains neat, if spidery, handwriting, listing the ingredients necessary to mix a dose of the Cataplasm, along with the manner in wh...

The party proceeds through the cold, dark streets, back to the Cathedral. Checking for weather (making up my own system; as the severe winter of 1788 goes on, greater chances of bad weather. 1-25 = snow 26-50 = freezing rain 51-75 = rain 76-99 = clear 100 = special weather event to be determined by ...

"To be sure. I have a supply at a convenient location within the Cathedral. Away from prying eyes, you understand. If you will all accompany me?"

"Hmmm. That sounds like something which could be adapted into a more amusing purpose. If you would allow me to examine it?"

Roterstein shrugs. "As for the current whereabouts of that useful lunatic, I know not, nor do I care. My part in that business is done with. As for the other inquiry, well, the Cataplasm of Proteus is one of my finest creations, if I may be so immodest as to remark myself. What, I make bold to ...

Rotenstein is obviously interested.

"Very well, my anonymous friend. What can you offer me in exchange for the secret of your uninvited entry?"

Obviously startled by this sudden intrusion, Roterstein (for there can no longer be any doubt as to the identity of the fellow) attempts to maintain an appearance of calm, although signs of apprehension -- a slight tremor of the fingers, an increase in the rate of respiration -- betray an ill-disgui...

https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/1/15/Richard_Warren_Gainsborough.jpg/98px-Richard_Warren_Gainsborough.jpg Marveling at the cleverness of this invention, Henry examines the vial that Roterstein had issued him to see if it holds the same pattern from when he had handled it, being...

http://m.epcdn.net/member_ups/d37/k6z86z4zrm.jpg "The cause of freedom for all in the city, My Lord," says Ines, injecting a plea into her voice (which in the face of that scalpel takes little acting on the Gypsy girl's part). "You gave me a weapon." Ines is not willing to let h...

-- Ah, but what cause is there but the pursuit of sensation? -- As if to demonstrate this philosophy, he scratches his own hand with the pin. A thin trail of blood trickles between his bony fingers. He closes his eyes and shivers as if in a state of rapture. Simultaneously, Ines experiences a brief,...

https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/1/15/Richard_Warren_Gainsborough.jpg/98px-Richard_Warren_Gainsborough.jpg Henry nods, examining the door and the metal plate as he listens. While he is sure that Ivan could break it down, he would rather not risk setting off a trap. If there is s...

http://m.epcdn.net/member_ups/d37/k6z86z4zrm.jpg "My Lord, this is like magic," exclaims Ines. Who else among the adventurers speaks Spanish? It has not yet been established that anyone else here is familiar with that language. Miss Davenport is fluent in French, Doctor North in German an...