Chapter 2- New York

[kabukiman]

10 April 1934
You returned from Bolivia some days before. Your findings are been analyzed by an Arkham group and some experts from the Caduceus organization but anyway, your expedition is considered a great success. You received immediatly an invitation to go to the Caduceus headquarter in New York. You go by train to New York and then taxi.

In 1933, New York City is a bustling, growing, modern city. The Empire State Building has been open for three years, and the Manhattan skyline is becoming home to the skyscrapers that will define it in the public consciousness. The roads are filled with motor vehicles and the sidewalks throng with people from all over the world. The Great Depression is still in full swing, and you find many people looking for work. In your travell, you see several soup kitchens.

The headquarters for Caduceus are based in the Meadham Building on Park Row, on the east side of Manhattan Island. It is currently one of the tallest buildings in New York City, at eighteen stories, and is topped by a large dome. There is a doorman at the main door.

[Mr. Handy]

"This must be the place," says Harry, looking up - and up - at the building. He strides up to the door.

[Mephistophilis]

Struck by the contrast between the imposing Meadham Building and the poor on the streets, Alex whistles. 'It is easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle, than for a rich man to enter into the kingdom of God,' he mutters pointedly.

[aine]

“These building s are incredible! How do they build them so tall?” Jan cranes her head as she tries to take it all in.
“The noise though, you can keep- let’s get inside!” She follows the orhers.

[Starspawn338]

Butch is uneasy with the crowds of people but he's more in awe of how tall this building is. He bumps into someone as he's slowly shuffling forward looking up at the Meadham building. Excusing himself without looking down, he continues up the doorman.

"How tall is this?" He asks quizzically.

[Snapper]

Crowley:

Crowley is looking unusually regulation in his tailored tweed suit, fedora, and bow tie. He is clutching a sheaf of letters from Black Mask and other such "pulp" magazines. Looking quickly at the next letter, he makes a serpent-like hiss through his teeth and looks satisfied.

"Promising responses so far." He glances up at the tall building as they enter. "I do actually find this city quite interesting. The modern day version of pyramids or the Hanging Gardens, built on top of layers of earlier settlement. In its own right, there would be explorations of interest right here." Crowley folds the letters and tucks them into an inner jacket pocket.

"It makes a man wonder if Cairo in the time of pharaohs had as many gangsters and poor people? Who knows? Possibly."

[Mr. Handy]

"Probably not as many," says Harry, "simply because the population was much lower then, especially comparing Cairo to New York. But I'm sure they had their share. I have to wonder if, centuries from now, archaeologists of the future will find this building in the ruins of New York."

[Mephistophilis]

'Centuries or maybe sooner,' grumbles Alex. 'And they said, Go to, let us build us a city and a tower, whose top may reach unto heaven. And the Lord came down to see the city and the tower, which the children of men builded. So the Lord scattered them abroad from thence upon the face of all the earth.'

[kabukiman]

OOC: The cairo is a "recent" city, build by the arabs about 1000 years ago, to lower the influence of Alexandria (that had been create by greeks and was still full of them at that time). The pharaohs never had very populated cities (but they were full of monuments).

The doorman asks:
"Can I help you gentleman?"

OOC2: Everyone make a spot hiden roll.

[Mr. Handy]

Harry quickly notices something.

Spot Hidden roll (55% skill) outside the building:
d%

[Snapper]

Crowley:

1d%pHdd60%

Crowley cannot restrain himself but have one last peek at his submission letters. He is oblivious to all around him.

[aine]

Spot hidden roll:84 fail

Jan peers over Crowley’s shoulder, not noticing much else.
“Have you heard anything back about your article?” She asks him as they enter the foyer.

[Mephistophilis]

Alex traipses into the building still muttering to himself darkly. Seemingly oblivious to his surroundings.

pHdd36%d%

[kabukiman]

The doorman is still waiting for an asnwer...

[Starspawn338]

Spot Hidden 62
1d100

Extreme Success

"Huh?" Butch says as he looks at the doorman. "Oh, we work for Caduceus and were summoned for a meeting."

[Mr. Handy]

Harry takes a good look at the car as it drives away, in order to read its license plate and identify the make, model, and color.

[Snapper]

Crowley:

Crowley nods happily to Jan. "Why yes, several of the magazines have expressed interest in my submitting some articles. There is also some movement towards another book. Your presence in the events in question has undoubtedly helped sell the story."

[aine]

“Oh.” Jan eyes Crowley suspiciously for a moment, wondering.
“Well, that’s good news, er, well done.”

[Snapper]

Crowley:

Crowley shrugs, fishing out a packet of Gitanes and offering one to Jan before lighting his own. "The life of the historian-explorer part funded by pulps. Have portable typewriter and Herodotus, will travel. If I'm published though, I can go back to buying scotch whisky and French cigarettes."

[Mephistophilis]

Alex rolls his eyes. 'My condolences at being the latest focus of Captain Crowley's...ahem... literary endeavours,' he says to Jan.