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fast talk,target = 90% [dice]0[/dice]

priest,can you get handy to turn on the dice rolling for this forum. Otherwise I have to wait to get home to roll on the other site.

OOC,Dice are now activated for this forum.

Roll,Fast talk +25% (I am assuming that "Talk 55%" on my sheet is for fast talk so I am going to roll against that as 80% [dice]0[/dice]

Crackhead,[b]Edgar Lee-Chadwick[/b] is not insane. He only has a terrible drinking problem, and he was sent away in order to dry out

Cearlan,[b]Edgar Lee-Chadwick[/b] is not insane. He is actually sick with something he caught during his world travels.

Ben,[b]Edgar Lee-Chadwick[/b] was not in any shape to be released from the Asylum, but his aunt [b]Regina[/b] pulled strings to insure his early release.

PatGrillo,[b]Regina Chadwick[/b] is fascinated with the occult.

Mr. Handy,[b] Edgar Lee-Chadwick[/b] is mad, having a touch of the same insanity that plagued the [b]Chadwick[/b] family since they came over on the Mayflower. You know that the first part is true, but had little idea that the madness was inherited.

Kabukiman,Regina Chadwick likely engineered her nephew’s release from Three Pines in order to ensure her receiving Legal Guardian status over him and so giving her access to his secret fortune.

Professor Thodore Krugman (PatGrillo),As you approach [b]Mrs Chadwick[/b], impecable in her clothing style if somewhat muted colour wise, you are able to see that she is involved in a deep conversation with two people, one of whom you recognise from the papers as some military officiado, the other awakens no interest in you being merely some overdressed socialite. It would appear from the conversation that discussions over financial matters are being conducted. With your approach the conversation ends. [b]Regina Chadwick[/b], politely, turns to you as you introduce yourself, [color=#0040FF]"Forgive my rudeness professor, but my time is at a premium here"[/color], she turns, her gaze indicating the room full of guests,[color=#0040FF] "I would like to speak to you presently in the library. My buisness manager, [b]Mr Myers[/b][/color]", again her eyes flicker briefly to a dapper dressed, portly individual who stands sipping tea near one of the windows, a sheaf of papers beneath his left arm, [color=#0040FF]"Will give you the details"[/color]

Tony Esposito (Mr. Handy),You know from your employment at the estate that there is a supply of ilicite liquor within a secret area of the cellar. Indeed from the amount of guests sipping from bone china tea cups, you would guess that either the New York social scene had become filled with tea drinkers or the cups merely give the right impression. Also you guess that the soda that the attendant has finished at speed, and is now involved into removing the cap of a second bottle, had contained no ordinary soda, despite the label identyfying it as such. Amongst the New York society faces you see within the room, are others from the top echelons of American society which you recognise from newspaper articles, as well as several that you do not recognise at all. You shrug, [color=#008000]'Well I guess[b] Mrs Chadwick[/b] has her reasons for inviting them, even if they do look out of place'[/color] As you watch a gentleman you do not recognise dressed in a dinner suit that has seen better days, goes over and speaks to [b]Mrs Chadwick[/b], although to far away to overhear the subject of their conversation, you see her look towards the portly figure of [b]Nelson Myers[/b], the Chadwick Estate buisness manager.

E. Francis Hardy (Kabukiman),[b]Edgar Lee Chadwick[/b] accepts your welcome with a smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes and has all the warmth of a bucket full of ice. He mumbles something, too low to understand and he seems in no hurry to indulge in further conversation. His stare seems empty his eyes flat and dull, no matter how hard you look there is little sanity in his expression. He looks but moments away from dribbling down his drab brown, soiled tie. Looking around at the assembled dignitaries and social climbers that [b]Regina Chadwick[/b] has gathered, you see several faces you recognise but the one that stands out is [b]Krugman[/b] the parapsychologist, you have read his papers on the subject in your researches for a forthcoming book. Of course you know that the [b]Chadwick[/b] woman has an interest in the occult,[color=#008000] but why would she invite [b]Krugman[/b]?[/color] As you ponder the question, you notice that the white uniformed attendant clutching a half empty bottle of some soda of a brand you don't recognise, heads back toward his charge.

Bridget Barrett (CracheadC),For a brief moment[b] Edgar Lee-Chadwick's [/b]eyes lock on yours, although having an almost vacant look, some would call it souless, you get the impression that whatever afflicts him is not down to alcohol abuse. You speak to him, but before you have a chance to hear any reply, someone a young woman, overdressed and overbearing, brushes you aside and imposes herself between you and [b]Edgar[/b]. For a moment a kaliedoscope of faces cross your mind, until! [color=#008000]'Ah yes, of course, the boorish socialite and general good time girl [b]Tilda Smith-Chadwick[/b]. Fortune hunting as usual no doubt'.[/color]

Tilda Smith-Chadwick (Cearlan),Pushing your way to your cousins location meant pushing one rather drably attired female aside. For a moment you think you should recognise her, but dismiss that thought immediately. As you had expected you get no response from cousin [b]Edgar[/b], not even a flicker of recognition. However you realise that your aunt had noted your precense anyway so there is really no need to stay at this booring party any longer. Of course you had recognised the Band and in contrast to the horrified attitudes of others to the music you were enjoying the show even if the playlist was somewhat lacking. For a few moments you considered dancing to [i]'Basin Street Blues'[/i], just for reaction, but had decided against it. From the corner of your eye you notice the overweight figure of your aunt's buisness manager, the unimpressive Nelson Myers, heading towards you. It seems from the expression on his dull face that he intends to speak to you.

Ted Nelson (BenTheRat),[ic-quote=Ted Nelson]"So did you draw the short straw? Or did you volunteer for this?"[/ic-quote] Aware that the question had been directed at him the attendant halted, though his vision remained fixed on his charge. [color=#0040FF]"Neither, I was hired by [b]Mrs Chadwick[/b] to fetch her nephew from Battle Creek and bring him home. Once here I am to take up a full time position as [b]Mr Lee-Chadwick's[/b] personal nurse and attendant."[/color] From the way his eyes flicker briefly you can tell that he is happy with the situation surrounding his charge, despite the somewhat overbearing attendance of a young glamorous looking female. He takes a long pull from the soda that isn't soda, and nods towrds them. [color=#0040FF]"Say pal, do you know who the dame is?"[/color] You glance towards the female. Of course you've been around the Chadwick household enough to recognise [b]Tilda Smith-Chadwick,[/b] the spoilt and illmannered niece of Regina Chadwick. As you look you notice the familiar figure of [b]Nelson Myers[/b], [b]Mrs Chadwick's[/b] buisness guru, approaching the girl.

Professor Theodore Krugman (PatGrillo),[center][img]http://i421.photobucket.com/albums/pp292/priest_019/RPG%20Stuff/RPG3/chadwicklibrary_zps3e28f093.jpg[/img][/center] [i]The library is a beautiful room with tasteful furniture, decorated in oak and mahogany with soft lighting. There are two comfortable-looking leather chairs, a small couch before a coffee table, several hanging ferns that all seem to need attending, a small conference table with chairs and coffee service on a long silver salver, and several portraits. Steam and the smell of fresh coffee indicate that the service is full. On a small table at the end of the sofa is an antique globe of inestimable value while on a table on the opposite is an artfully rendered bust of some noble figure. There are several bookshelves with scores of handsome volumes. An oversized bay window looks out onto the [b]Chadwick’s[/b] estate. You feel a slight chill from the window, and suspect that snow is likely in the next few hours.[/i] The library is empty of people so you get a chance to look around, and, if you so desire, help yourself to a cup of coffee. Please make a, [b]Library Use roll[/b] and a [b]Spot Hidden (+10%) roll[/b].

Professor Theodore Krugman (PatGrillo),Subjecting the libraries collection to the critical gaze of an academic, you note that the vast majority of books are those that you would expect to find in any fashionable houses collection. Mostly the usual mix of tasteful, if somewhat pedestrian, classics. All of the 'greats' of classic literature are represented, [b]Ovid[/b], [b]Homer[/b], [b]Shakespeare[/b] and [b]Milton[/b], and at least a select sample of other 'classics' in almost identical bindings. The entire collection seems to have been gathered in an attempt to grant a veneer of class, that has more to do with family wealth than age. However, as you peruse a limited edition of a shakespeare with a price tag of several years income for an academic professional, you chance to notice a small, unassuming collection of titles gathered on a small shelf, partialy obscured by one of the dreaded ferns. Although the not startling or world shattering the titles of the books gathered here do give some hope for further investigation. You see, [i]The Book of Black Magic and of Pacts [/i]([b]Arthur Edward Waite[/b], 1898, London), [i]The Golden Bough[/i] (second edition in three volumes, [b]Sir George Frazier[/b], 1900, London), [i]Myths and Legends of Japan[/i] ([b]F. Hadland Davis[/b], 1912) and [i]Occultism and Atavistic Religion [/i][b](Fr. Francis D. Imony, SJ,[/b] 1st American Edition, 1878, Chicago). As you digest these titles, you hear someone enter the room behind you.

Tony Esposito (Mr. Handy),The occupant of the room appears to be studying some of the books on one of the libraries lower shelves. Please make a [b]Library Use[/b] roll.

Ted Nelson (Ben),As you talk to the attendant, whos name is [b]Mitchell Fry[/b] according to a name tag pinned to his jacket, you are aware that [b]Nelson Myers[/b] Having spoken to [b]Tilda[/b], and another unidentified female near her, is moving towards you. From his expression it is clear he wants to speak with you. [b]Mitchell Fry[/b], still looking appreciatively at [b]Tilda[/b], grunts, "[color=#0040FF]I don't know much about him, as I said I was merely hired to pick him up, bring him home and look after him. However..."[/color] he drags his gaze away from [b]Tilda [/b]and winks conspiratorialy at you, [color=#0040FF]"I hear that he had been brought back from someplace in India in a straightjacket, and that he mumbles in his sleep about an unknowable darkness and keeps calling out for someone called [b]Veronica[/b]"[/color] As [b]Myers[/b] closes he moves off toward Edgar. It seems that [b]Mrs Chadwick[/b] wishes you to meet her in the library, she may have a job for you.

Tony Esposito (Mr. H),At your entry the rooms occupant half turns, looks at you in something that looks like minor disapointment then returns to the study of a book that he has removed from a lower shelf. With difficulty you can see part of a title,[i] '....and Legends of...'[/i]

Professor Theodore Krugman (Pat),Momentarilly distracted from the book by the arrival of another person,your attention is caught by one of the books on this shelf seemingly out of position as if recently taken out and replaced in another position. [i]Occultism and Atavistic Religion[/i] ([b]Fr. Francis D. Imony, SJ[/b], 1st American Edition, 1878, Chicago), a standard work and of little intrinsic value, you note that pages have been turned down at the corner. Pages that have been roughly annotated in the marginalia, amongst which in a rough hand has been noted, in a section concerned with primitive ritual sacrifice, the following; "Possible Burma connection (Cho Cho?)". Please make another [b]Library Use[/b] roll

Library Use,35% 1d100 → [23] = (23) http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4530858/

library use,target = 45 [dice]0[/dice]

Kabukiman,My apologies I assumed that you would realise that you had also been included in the Chadwick's request to go to the library. Consider that E. Francis Hardy is in the library with the others and has heard the description of the book by Bridgett and can see the illustrations. Moral to this interlude is 'never assume' - my bad. Please make an [b]Occult Roll[/b]

E. Francis Hardy (kabukiman),The description and the illustrations in the book that the reporter lady is brandishing, are nothing new to you. You have come across these before in your researches for ideas. Whatever is going on here, and the strange letter confirms it, might be the basis for the book to turn your fortunes around.

Professor Krugman (Pat),[ic-quote=Professor Krugman]Young Man, what do you know about Japanese monsters?[/ic-quote] At your question, [b]Edgar's[/b] seemingly lifless eyes blaze with a look somewhere between horror and fear. With a blood curdling shriek of despair, he leaps from the wheelchair and flees the room with the attendant and his aunt in hot pursuit. Suddenly the room falls quiet even the umpteenth rendition of 'When the saints' dies away in a tangle of discordant notes. You become aware that you have become the center of attention...

Professor Krugman (Pat),There is no reply, just looks which seem to vary from a mild interest to a scrutiny that one would reserve for a microscope subject. As you look around you in mock suprise[b] Nelson Myers[/b] approaches with a concerned look on his face, [color=#0040FF]"Oh dear that could have gone better I think"[/color] he sips from his tea cup before adding, [color=#0040FF]"I think you just killed the party"[/color]...