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Peter sighed and shook his head. He then called down the hall to his office and said, "Captian why not come out here and I can show you the damage that needs fixed?"

Hearing reverend Jones' call George looked up from the papers he was studying and went to join his friend. "Sorry old boy, couldn't help overhearing, terrible business a robbery around here." Said the captain, shaking his head. "Well, lets have a look at this roof of yours then"

The Reverand led the Captian to the roof and showed him why it needed to be fixed.

You have a discussion about the details, until it's all solved.

"Well, thats sounds like a plan to me Reverend, we should have this roof fixed in no time." Said the Captain as he extended his hand out to seal the agreement. "I shall be in touch, and will of course see you in service. Good day"

With that the Captain started to walk back to his car, preparing to head home.

"Excuse me Captain, I was wondering if i could buy you a spot of breakfast or perhaps a cup of coffee? At this time of morning I head down the street to the diner anyway and I would love to do that for you."

"Oh, eerrmm.... Yes of course, breakfast sounds like a fine idea. I know a diner just around the corner if you'd care to join me." The captain hoped into his Buick and left the passenger door open for the Reverend.

Peter got into the passenger side of the Buick and closed the door.

Some time latter you hear a boy shouting:

-Extra! Extra! Everything about the wave of robberies!
You buy a newspaper and read:

"EXTRA!
CRIMINALS STRIKE ARKHAM
LOCAL ANTIQUARIAN'S SHOP VANDALIZED, DAGGER STOLEN
by Alyssa Valentine


Unknown persons broke into and did extensive damage to the shop of local antiquarian Percy Marmont, 44 at 389 W. Armitage Street, where Detective Harrigan and Officer O'Neill of the Arkham Police were at the scene investigating. While nothing is known to have been taken from the store, the vandals are most likely the same three men who were seen entering the home of Mr. Marmont at 495 W. Curwen Street this morning, claiming that he had sent them to retrieve something he had forgotten. One of Mr. Marmont's neighbors described the men as strange, with discolored skin, ugly faces, big eyes, and the odor of fish. A curious dagger that Mr. Marmont had purchased recently from a Portuguese sailor and brought to his home was discovered to be missing. If you have any information on these men or the dagger, please contact Detective Harrigan at the Arkham Police Station promptly."

Peter finished up his breakfast and said, "Well Captain thanks for the ride. It appears we will be seeing each other later. I need to go pray with Percy now. Would you excuse me?"

"Oh....eerm just a moment Reverend" Said the Captain, not looking up from the newspaper. "These hooligans in the news, well then sound awfully like the ugly blighters you saw loitering at the church this morning. The rotters have turned over Percy Marmonts shop, he's one of you congregation is he not?" said George as he spun the paper around on the table to the Reverend could see.

"Well yes that is why I was going to go pray with him now. Would you care to join"?

"Of course, I'll drive you back to the Church." said the Captain as he stood up from the table, folding the newspaper under his arm.

"Would you mind driving me over to his place of business instead?"

"Oh yes, of course. I sometimes wonder if old age is addling my mind. Please, jump in."

It takes more time to get a place to park the car, than the trip itself.
Go to Percy thread.

Reverend Peter after departing his new colleagues, returned to his house. After some time of meditation, he started to think that the name of Innsmouth was somehow familiar to him.
Make an idea and knowledge roll.

Rev. Peter Tyler Jones sat for a while. Than, suddenly, stood. Now he remembered a summer with its parents in Kingsport when his father decided to make a tour by the seashore.
The tour had crossed several small picturesque fishing villages. But he only remembered one. A village called Innsmouth. And he knew very well why he recalled it. Because he had been struck by fear while beholding by the bulging eyes and strange skins of its inhabitants.

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Peter also remembered his father told him a story of a brother of his grandfather who had been reverend in some place and had finished murdered. Could it had been Innsmouth? He had his diary, but never had read it.

Peter walked to his working desk, opened the lower drawer and searched for his father's diary. He took it carefully with his fingers and looked at the dusty old diary. He cleaned it a bit. He had never wanted to read it , fearful of discovering his father's intimacy. But if his memory was correct, there could be danger ahead, and father would what his son to be safe.
He opened the book, swearing to look only for references to Innsmouth and to his great-uncle, whose name he was trying to remember.