<Bork> It has been two days since you've arrived in Necropolis NY
and you have been quartered in the citadel for most of those two days
<Bork> Nachabe and Gerard have issued swords
<Bork> On the eve of your second night, you are called to the main antechamber
<Bork> Paul is there.
<Paul> "Good evening everyone. I hope these last few days have proven restful."
* Nachabe nods
* Gerard nods
<Remy> "Oui"
<Paul> "Good. Tonight is our first patrol."
* Nachabe is carrying his flute and his sword
* Gerard is carrying my swords, and other nameless junk.
* Remy carries his stylish cane, his sword and his pistol
<Paul> "Alright then follow me."
* Paul walks out of the main door into the night air
* Gerard follows
* Nachabe follows
<Paul> There is a street light a little way's away.
<Paul> You notice it's not the kind of streetlight you are used to.
<Paul> As you pass it you realize it's a wraith that is hung up on a pole and burning
* Remy stares at it...
* Gerard feels saddened at its condition, but feels it must be there for a reason.
<Paul> "Tonight is the long patrol, which means I'll be showing you each of the legion's Halls."
<Remy> "Friend of ours?"
* Nachabe looks at the poor soul
<Paul> "Hmm? Oh him, I do not know him. This is what we do to criminal's and specteres."
* Gerard feels he might have saved its sinful soul if he were here earlier.
<Remy> "What you mean by legion's halls?"
<Paul> leads you down the damp, dark street. There is hardly a soul out tonight
* Gerard follows, intrigued at what is to occur on this journey.
* Nachabe follows
<Paul> As you round a corner you
<Remy> "Look sharp, everyone!, trouble"
* Nachabe says something is coming, I hear the sound of swine
* Paul whips out his sword
* Gerard draws his sword
* Remy draws his gun
* Nachabe brings out his flute
<Nachabe> "It is coming from the west, two buildings down."
<Remy> "I agree..."
<Paul> "Ok everyone let's go."
* Remy cautiously moves towards it
* Gerard looks around waiting for trouble.
* Paul trots towards the buildings
* Remy follows as well
<Paul> You all round the corner to see three wraiths tormenting a Cauled wraith
<Paul> "Shit, specteres."
* Nachabe begins to play his flute
<Erik> "What in the name of..."
<Remy> "You boys play nice now, or Remy'll have to break dis up!"
<Paul> you disturb them from their fun, their hateful eyes bore into you
<Paul> One grunts something to the other two and they begin to shuffle towards you
* Gerard goes to the aid of the Cauled wraith.
* Remy takes aim at the spectres
<Erik> "Ye gods...what's going on in here...I'm supposed to be dead..."
* Gerard fends off the damned ones.
* Erik dives for cover, looking for a weapon of any sort
* Remy fires his gun at one of the spectres.
* Paul attacks the nearest one
St: One of the specteres slashes at Gerard with it's claws.
* Gerard parries the attack with sword.
St: The spectere jumps at Remy and misses entirely.
* Remy takes aim and fires, hitting it in the shoulder.
* Paul swings his sword at the spectere
St: the spectere dodges out of his way
* Erik dives away from the specter, and grabs a tire iron.
* Gerard says a little prayer to whomever will listen and stabs the spectere.
St: he dodges out of the sword's path and swings at you. Gerard shrugs off the weak blow like a man.
* Erik is gonna bash a specter with his newly found tire iron the spectres
<Remy> shoots at the wounded spectere
<Nachabe> uses his keening to instill fear in the specteres
<St: > The three specteres are hauling ass
<Erik> "What the hell...who or what were those things...and where am I...and who are you?"
* Paul turns to Nach, "Good work."
* Gerard thanks the gods
<Remy> "Woah, one question at a time, eh?"
* Erik begins to look around cautiously...
<Paul> ""I hate to tell you this, but you are dead."
<Erik> "all right then. Who are you people?"
* Nachabe says "Thank you."
<Remy> "Those things be Spectres."
<Erik> "I can't be...my dad...he said he'd protect me..."
<Remy> "Oh, Remy LeClaire, mon amie"
* Remy bows gracefully
<Paul> "I'm sorry, but look around you."
* Nachabe puts his flute away
* Gerard wonders how everything has gone into a chaotic mess.
* Remy begins to shuffle his playing cards
<Erik> "My dad was...well...different. Believe me, he could...should...have protected me"
<Paul> "Join us on our patrol, umm, what's your name again?"
<Nachabe> "you have passed into the sunless lands.....perhaps one day you will see the light of the sun that we all seek"
<Erik> "My name is Erik."
<Paul> "Ah, good to meet you. How did you die?"
<Erik> "I thought that, if I died, I'd go where my father's...relatives...went to, not some twisted mockery of Hades."
<Gerard> "This is Heaven and Hell in one."
<Remy> "Well...It's not so bad here."
<Gerard> "Learn to live in the Paradox for your survival"
<Erik> "I was killed when a bunch of large, black, furry werewolves attacked my family. If I'm really dead. But..."
<Remy> "More of a waystation, you know? I still need to get som' revenge"
<Gerard> "Werewolves?"
<Remy> "Furry werewolves, huh?"
<Erik> "yeah..."
<Gerard> "I have heard tales of them, but never seen one."
<Erik> "sorta mutated too..."
<Paul> "Well, let's continue shall we?"
<Remy> "yeah, I saw dis film, American Werewolf in London, that don't mean it's real"
<Nachabe> "all of us are here because we have 'strings' that keep us from passing to the sun-filled lands"
* Gerard mumbles to himself about the werewolves and their sins.
<Erik> "You see, my father was a werewolf...and he had enemies...more powerful than even he, I suppose..."
* Erik chuckles grimly
<Gerard> "So you would be a werewolf as well."
Gerard shadow {They're sinners! All those things are.}
<Erik> "No. I am what they refer to as 'Kinfolk'"
<Gerard> "Intriguing!"
<Paul> "Come with us , Erik. We'll show you the city."
<Erik> "I do not transform, but their shift into man-wolf does not frighten me"
<Gerard> "Tell me more about these 'Kinfolk' please"
* Paul begins to head for the bridge.
<Erik> "I might as well...I don't have anything better to do..."
* Remy follows Paul
<Erik> "I'll explain as we travel"
* Erik joins the group
* Gerard walks with Erik.
<Nachabe> {Erik - "don't give away family secrets, you fail us even in death (in mothers voice)}
<Erik> "What the...?!"
<Paul> You head out towards the east street bridge. Here you can see other moliated wraiths lighting your way.
<Gerard> "Heard a voice in your head?"
<Erik> "maybe..."
<Remy> "Don' listen to dat voice...it be leading you astray"
<Gerard> "Well, if you did, that is supposedly the darker half of all of us. Pay it no mind. It thinks it knows what we truly are, but it knows nothing."
* Erik now has a look of grim determination...as if he's desperately trying to control every fiber of his being"
<Nachabe> {Erik - "be quite son, they are out to find secrets...be a man and shut up (in fathers voice)}
<Paul> You notice that just out side the bridge are two men.
<Erik> "I...will...hear...no more...voices..."
<Gerard> "As I said, pay it no mind."
<Paul> As you approach they cross theirs spears.
* Nachabe walks with the group
<Remy> "Where are we, Paul?"
* Erik becomes withdrawn, looking down
<St:> "Halt. What business do you have with the Silent?"
* Paul leans over to Remy, "We're at the hall of the Silent Legion."
<Gerard> "Don't feel bad Erik, this is just one of those silly problems that the gods and devils throw at us."
<Paul> "The thirty second on patrol."
<Erik> "...please...don't talk to me..."
<Gerard> "Ok"
<St:> "Oh, I see. Enter as you will."
<Gerard> "Just trying to help."
<Paul> A great spectral door opens and you see the bridge yawn before you.
<Erik> "...I...I know...just...confused. What the hell is going on with me. I'm not insane. I am in control...must stay in control..."
<Paul> Upon the girders, high above, there is activity.
<Nachabe> {Erik - you are a good boy (in mother's voice)}
<Erik> "GET OUT OF MY HEAD!"
<Gerard> "Well, that's why I am trying to help you get into control."
* Remy looks at Erik, trying to determine his shadows level of dominance
<Erik> "please...please tell me I'm not crazy..."
* Gerard feels saddened at this beings tormented soul.
<Gerard> "You're not."
<Paul> "This is the hall of the Silent Legion."
* Gerard wishes Paul would shut up so he could help Erik.
* Erik looks around, and tries to compose himself
<Erik> "I...I'm OK now. Really."
<Erik> "Paul...what is the Silent Legion?"
<Gerard> "Good, now let's keep going, because that's the only way you can really stop the Shadows."
<Nachabe> {Erik - <the voices are silent now> }
* Paul turns to you and walks onto the bridge
<Paul> "This, gentlemen, is the Hall of Silence."
* Erik nods reverently
<Paul> The bridge is run down and looks to be unused.
* Remy twirls his cane
* Paul motions for you to follow him onto the bridge
* Gerard follows Paul
* Nachabe follows
* Erik follows Paul at a cautious pace
* Remy follows
<Paul> As you walk onto the bridge, you can feel the atmosphere change
<Paul> you feel the sorrow as you continue
* Nachabe looks to the sky for a moment
* Gerard looks around
* Erik turns his gaze downward, looking only a few feet in front of him
St: "Excuse me, can I help you?"
<Paul> a voice from the top of the bridge.
* Erik looks at the source of the voice
* Remy isn't sure
* Nachabe looks up towards the voice
<Paul> a strange looking man climbs down from the rafters
<Erik> "who...who are you?"
* Gerard looks at the man
<Jason> "The name is Jason."
<Remy> "Hello Jason"
<Jason> "I'm the clerk here, I don't think you have an appointment."
* Nachabe stays silent
<Remy> "My name's Remy"
* Gerard watches the man in silent thought
<Erik> "Umm...I don't think so either...but I'm just following that guy..."
* Erik points to Paul
<Paul> "No, Jason, we don't. I'm giving the first tour."
<Jason> "Oh, ok well then."
<Paul> and he climbs back up the rafters and the bridge changes before your eyes
<Paul> where was once pavement and cable, now sits desks and wraiths
* Erik jumps back slightly in alarm
<Erik> "What the..."
<Remy> "Cest que ce?"
* Paul looks at the rest of you.
* Gerard watches the place with contempt
<Paul> "It's part of the way things are."
* Gerard does not trust what is going on.
* Nachabe stays silent
<Paul> "Well, off to another hall."
* Erik forces himself to remain calm
<Paul> he says as he walks off the bridge
* Remy wanders off following Paul
* Erik follows Paul
* Nachabe follows Paul
<Remy> "What's their deal?"
* Gerard follows warily.
<Paul> "They are the victims of suicide."
<Remy> "huh"
<Erik> "hmmm...suicide. My father would say the coward's way out."
<Remy> "how bout that"
* Gerard realizes that he was at the home of those sinners that have died.
<Paul> "Well, not all of those were victims of suicide, martyrs as well are counted among them."
* Paul leads you through some more alley ways
<Erik> "I never said I held much stock in my father's beliefs. We...we didn't get along."
* Gerard feels that he is tainted for having been their.
<Paul> All along the way you can't help but notice the streetlamps
* Gerard tries to brush of the evil that inhabited the place.
<Paul> made of wraithly corpea
<Nachabe> {Erik - Please son do not dishonor the family by saying such things (in mother's voice)}
* Erik mutters "My family has no honor...it never did"
* Paul leads down a street and stops.
<Paul> "Well here we are."
* Gerard throws up at the thought of were he has just been.
<Erik> "Where is this?"
<Remy> "Question be, where is this?
* Nachabe watches the wraith puke some corpus
<Paul> You see the sign as you walk in , Memorial Parkway
<Erik> "And this is special because...?"
<Paul> "It is the Legion of Fate's hall."
* Gerard wonders if we just passed the Penitent Legion's home.
<Erik> "I take it all these 'Legions' will take on more significance as we proceed. To me, they are just names, at the moment"
<Remy> "ah..home sweet home"
* Brianna turns as you enter, recognizing Remy amongst the strangers
* Paul walks through the gates and the change hits you
<Paul> desks, wraith, offices
* Erik follows Paul through the gates
<Remy> "Ah, hello again cher"
<Brianna> "What are you doing here?"
<Remy> "This be my legion, cher"
* Remy bows
* Gerard follows tentatively.
<Paul> "This is the Legion of Fate's chosen."
* Brianna studies the others curiously
<Erik> "Paul, esteemed guide through the realm of the dead...what do you mean by Fate's chosen?"
<Paul> "The lady of Fate, placed her mark on those she deems hers."
* Paul points to the mark on Remy."
<Erik> "And Paul, how does one find out what Legion one is in?"
<Paul> as you say that you feel a strange sensation on your cheek
<Erik> "Ye gods, what is that?"
<Turner> "Ah, I see our lady chooses another!"
* Brianna shivers
<Paul> A man gets up from his desk and walks over to you all
<Turner> "Hi, I'm Kevin Turner."
<Remy> "Bonjour"
* Erik just sits there, studying Kevin with a decidedly pensive look on his face"
<Paul> the man points to Erik.
<Erik> "What do you want of me?"
<Turner> "You are now a legionnaire of the Legion of Fate."
<Erik> "Oh really. No choice, no nothing?"
* Brianna says quietly, "welcome to the club"
* Nachabe watches the situation
* Brianna absently touches the symbol on her skin
<Paul> "Well, there is always a choice, but the symbol is the touch of our Deathlord's favor."
* Nachabe watches them silently
<Erik> "I see"
* Gerard feels he is wasting time, and has many things to complete.
<Remy> Brianna: "Are you alright, cher? Bri, you said your name was?"
<Erik> "Well, then. I accept the invitation into this 'Legion of Fate'. What are my duties?"
<Turner> "you are doing them." he says
<Erik> "Umm...I see..."
* Brianna looks at Remy. "I'm alright, still a little confused is all. Yes, my name is Brianna. My friends call...called me Bri." she smiles slightly. "Call me Bri."
* Erik takes a deep breath and resigns himself to his fate
<Turner> "Here, let me get you're standard issue."
<Paul> Turner walks to the back of the garage, and opens what appears to be a door
* Remy smiles warmly "I'm sure you'll grow accustomed"
* Erik walk up to the door
<Paul> He comes back out with a short sword that at first glance looks like a gladius
<Erik> "Well...I'm sure it beats a tire iron..."
* Erik takes the sword
<Turner> "Use it well."
<Remy> "Ah yes."
<Paul> The sword moans as you heft it
* Erik nervously puts away the sword
* Brianna looks at Erik, a thoughtful expression on her face
<Erik> "My dad...he...I don't think I should say any more..."
<Paul> Well, it is time we went elsewhere, Bri, will you join us?"
* Brianna looks around a moment, quickly deciding that anywhere is better than here
* Brianna nods and steps forward
<Erik> "...and thus began the short and undistinguished career of Erik the Damned..."
* Paul leads you out of the parking garage
* Brianna follows
* Nachabe follows
* Gerard follows
* Paul takes through a few parking lots heading for the ocean
<Remy> "Where we headed?"
<Paul> "Towards Ellis Island."
<Brianna> "What are we going to do there?"
<Paul> "Well that is the Hall of Paupers
<Erik> "Can't we just zoom over there, like what happened on the bridge?"
* Gerard follows Paul, wondering why the group is going to all these halls.
<Paul> "For those of us, who have forgotten their mortal lives."
<Paul> "We have transport see?"
<Paul> he points across the way and you see a large ship coming in
<Paul> , but this ship is different
<Erik> "Uh...I'm kinda fresh out of coins to give to Charon"
<Brianna> "Charon?"
* Brianna looks at the ship with apprehension
<Paul> "Charon, is gone, my friend."
<Erik> "The raftman of the river Styx in Hades"
* Remy shrugs
<Paul> The ship is pulling up to a dock
* Paul motions you to follow him.
<Remy> "I tend to focus on more worldly t'ings than the occult..."
* Nachabe begins to play a haunting song on his flute
<Paul> as he heads for the dock
* Erik follows Paul on board the ship
* Remy walks on board the ship
* Brianna follows carefully
<Paul> "Permission to come aboard, Geoff?"
* Gerard walks on, remembering the story of the Aeneid.
* Nachabe walks down the docks
<Paul> The man standing on the deck grunts what you assume to be a yes.
<Remy> "Huh, friendly fellow"
<Erik> "somehow I can't imagine a guy named Geoff can replace Charon in ferrying people across the river Styx..."
* Nachabe continues to play
* Paul turns to you.
<Erik> "What did I say?"
<Paul> "What do you know of Charon?"
<Erik> "All I know of Charon is what I read of him in Greek mythology."
<Paul> "ok then forget what you know. It's all different here."
* Erik mutters under his breath "and maybe somewhere else"
<Paul> The captain barks some order in what you think is English.
* Gerard realizes that the afterlife is like nothing he ever prepared for.
<Paul> the crew gather to the duties and the ship begins to sail
* Nachabe stops playing his flute
* Gerard mutters "No Charon, what next, no heaven and no hell?"
<Erik> "So let me get this straight: there IS a guy named Charon hereabouts, but he's not just a lowly ferryman?"
<Paul> The torn and rotted sails spring to life and regain their once massive size
<Erik> "Or did Charon never exist?"
<Paul> "He existed alright."
* Brianna stands near the rail and looks out over the water
* Erik whispers "Then that book was right..."
<Paul> "He was destroyed during a battle some, fifty years ago."
* Gerard sits and contemplates the mess he is in now.
* Nachabe sits cross-legged on the deck of the ship, playing his flute
<Brianna> "Destroyed? But I thought we were already dead.."
<Paul> "Even we can face final death."
<Paul> "It's just harder."
* Gerard looks at Paul.
<Gerard> "Final Death?"
<Paul> "Any questions, patrol?"
<Erik> "Apparently there are different degrees of death...how interesting..."
* Nachabe continues to play
<Remy> "Yes"
<Gerard> "Paul, what is Final Death?"
<Remy> "In dis system, one can work his way up, non?"
<Paul> "Yes, final death, at least that is what we call it. It's when a wraith finally succumbs to oblivion." * Erik pulls out his old, tattered deck of cards and begins shuffling them
<Gerard> "I see. Interesting."
<Paul> "Yes, Remy. You can work your way up."
<Erik> "Hmmm...only 48 cards...intriguing..."
* Gerard thinks over this new bit of knowledge.
<Paul> "I was a legionnaire for years, until the battle."
<Remy> "Well, well...how bout that, my political Major well come in handy after all...."
* Remy takes out his deck of cards and does some cool tricks
<Erik> "Remy...if it's one thing I learned in life...there is no knowledge that is worthless..."
<Paul> the crack of thunder and rain begins to fall
<Remy> "Erik, you obviously never learned 'ow to belch the alphabet"
<Erik> "Oh wonderful...rain. And me without a coat...I LOVE being dead..."
<Paul> You make decent time and make it to the Island.
* Nachabe likes the rain
<Paul> you each feel the rain fall through you
<Erik> "Ah, but Remy, did you amuse people with belching the alphabet?"
<Remy> "non, I never bothered to learn, just making a point"
<Erik> "See, by belching the alphabet, you could make children laugh, which CAN be useful, in some situations."
<Paul> The boat stops with a bump and a lurch. * Brianna arches an eyebrow
<Erik> "Like if you're the poor bastard in Village of the Damned..."
<Paul> "We are here."
<Paul> he says as he heads to the gang plank
<Erik> "Oh joy. Such a cheerful place. Let me try to contain my pleasure."
* Gerard follows tentaveliy
* Erik follows Paul
* Nachabe joins them
* Brianna slowly steps off the boat
* Remy walks the plank
<Paul> The immigration building gives off an ominous atmosphere as you look at it
<Paul> it seems to look right back
* Brianna shivers and steps back, looking at the building
<Erik> "Brianna...what is it?"
* Nachabe looks around
<Brianna> "I don't like this place..it gives me the creeps"
<Remy> "Mon Dangersense is tingling...I feel like Spiderman "
<Remy> "be alert, everyone"
<Gerard> "Something doesn't feel right."
* Brianna nods
<Erik> "Ah yes...comics...used by morons to pretend that they can read..."
* Remy grips his Gladius tightly
* Gerard is gong for his blade.
* Remy shrugs at Erik
<Nachabe> "This place has the blight upon in"
* Erik rests his hand on his sword, for all the good he'll do in combat
* Gerard is going
<Brianna> "What are we doing here Paul?"
<Brianna> "I don't like this place.."
<Paul> "You feel it too?"
* Paul pulls out his gladius
<Gerard> "what is wrong with this place? It feels...wrong."
* Erik draws his sword
* Brianna draws her sword, holding it tightly, trying to ignore the moaning sounds coming from within
* Erik notices his flesh crawling at the strange feel of the sword
<Paul> Thunder cracks again and you see......
* Brianna sighs
<Paul> several wraiths hung from the roof, their corpus moliated inhumanly
<Nachabe> "Why are we here in this place of torment?"
<Erik> "Ye gods, the inhumanity!"
* Brianna gasps and steps away
<Paul> their mouths are twisted in silent screams and a few of them are beginning to discorporate
<Brianna> "What did they do to deserve this?"
* Remy turns away in disgust..
* Gerard recoils at the horrific evil.
<Erik> "What kind of mind would do such a thing..."
* Brianna covers her face and turns away
* Paul shakes his head, "Nothing....I...this isn't supposed to be like this.."
<Remy> "Dis your idea of "Justice" again?"
* Remy gathers a shroud...
<Erik> "He's done this before?"
<Paul> "No.. this is a hall. It's not supposed to be like this!"
<Gerard> "So Paul, what is this supposed to be like?"
<Paul> Something is wrong! It's supposed to be like the other halls."
<Remy> "Like the streetlights?"
<Gerard> "All I see here is the pain, the death, and the wrongness that was in the world of the living."
<Paul> "No, there must be something here."
<Paul> "Be careful, it might be specteres."
* Brianna asks in a breathless voice, "What could do such a thing?"
* Remy begins to curse in French
* Gerard has sword out.
<Erik> "The world of the living, as I knew it, was not much better than this. At least these poor souls have met final death..."
<Paul> "No, there must be something here."
* Erik draws his sword
* Nachabe begins to play a very low almost unnoticeable song on his flute
<Gerard> That's about all these poor souls got."
<Erik> "Hey, you!"
* Erik yells at the figure running out of the building
<Remy> "something's coming!!"
* Erik looks around nervously
* Brianna backs away sword held before her
* Gerard prepares to kick the crap out of the figure approaching.
* Erik mutters an ancient Celtic prayer for luck
* Nachabe begins to play his flute, invoking a peaceful melody
<Paul> you see a wraith running helter skelter from the building
<Erik> "In nomine patrie et filii et spiritus sancti..."
<Paul> his eyes are wild and he seems not even to notice you
St: "ohhhh god oh god."
<Paul> he falls at Nach's feet
* Gerard looks at the wraith in confusion.
St: "help me....help me...."
<Erik> "How can I help you?"
<Paul> "Back off!"
<Remy> "What's wrong, what happened here?"
* Gerard looks around.
St: "markova..........
St: markova.........
<Erik> "Anyone got a 'spirit power' that'll let them figure out what's wrong with Paul?"
<Brianna> "what the..."
St: markova.........
<Remy> "What's he talking about?"
<Paul> he chants incessantly
<Remy> what is a 'markova?'
<Paul> "Sounds Russian."
St: "markova......
<Remy> "Lets check inside, mes amis"
<Erik> "OK...you first..."
* Paul "Wait. We'll all go."
<Gerard> "You know, I could probably find out what's up, if I work this right."
* Erik looks around nervously...
<Paul> as the wraith chants he begin to grow fainter and fainter until he is transparent
* Brianna looks at the wraith, trying to determine if he's hurt
<Erik> "I don't trust this place..."
<Remy> "Oh really, Erik...What's not to trust"(dripping sarcasm)
<Gerard> "Then again, maybe not."
<Erik> "Remy, this is neither the time nor the place for humor..."
<Remy> "Sarcasm is the lowest form of wit, though..."
<Gerard> Listen, now is not the time to screw around."
<Erik> "I won't disagree with that"
<Gerard> "Now children, lets try and figure out what the hell is going on."
<Erik> "Do...not...call...me...a...child..."
<Remy> 'well, lets go in!"
<Brianna> "This man is really hurt..."
<Erik> "My clue was when he went all transparent, yours?"
<Erik> {Never mind about him...the greater good of the group and of Fate requires your immediate attention...}
<Brianna> "But he's hurt.."
<Erik> {Never mind about that...the person who hurt him might be getting away...he might decide to attack your friends next...}
<Erik> {And I know you know what friends I refer to...}
<Brianna> "But.."
<Erik> {Never mind, dear...assist your friends. They need you...}
* Brianna has a concerned look on her face. "Paul, is there any way to help him? We can't just leave him here,"
<Paul> the wraith grabs Bri and whispers
<Paul> "He's coming! Markova!"
<Paul> and then he disappears
<Remy> "Merci, Captain Cryptic"
* Brianna looks around
* Remy gathers a cloak of darkness about him, and carefully phases through the door
* Brianna stands uncertainly, alternately looking towards where the wraith disappeared, and the entrance to the building
<Gerard> "Well, I have a very bad feeling about this."
* Erik looks around nervously, twitching slightly
<Remy> {Nachabe you coward! Get in there and find out what's going on. No wonder you failed as a prince, you are USELESS!!}
<Erik> {Get going, Bri...your friends need you...Don't fail them like you failed Connor...}
<Brianna> "C'mon, we have to find out what happened.."
* Remy is already through the door,
* Brianna looks at the others and follows Remy inside
* Nachabe joins Remy
* Erik walks through the door, still very jumpy
St: Erik has an odd look on his face
* Gerard has his blade out and is ready to kick some spectre butt.
<Erik> "I don't like the...feel...of this place..."
* Erik looks around like a paranoid...
<Gerard> "Neither do I, but it has to be set right."
* Brianna looks at Erik. "what's wrong? what do you sense?"
<Erik> "Ye gods the PAIN!!!"
<Erik> "AAAAAAAARRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHHH"
St: Erik's corpus is ripping in two
* Remy looks around rapidly
<Erik> "STOP IT STOP IT opleasegodstopthepain..."
St: plasm spills across that ground tainting it greenish yellow
ST: the corpus is gathering, shaping itself
* Erik screams is miserable agony
<Erik2> {ha ha ha ha ha}
* Gerard rushes to Eric, trying to use what medical knowledge he knows to help him.
<Paul> "Great Siklos!"
* Erik2 thrashes at them as they get close to either him or Erik
<Erik2> {"Stay away....."}
<Erik> {Brianna, my girl...he must be a traitor...like your friend in the Cabal...kill him, before he kills you and your friends}
* Brianna looks at Erik(s), a wild expression on her face
<Erik> {Kill them both, Bri...it's our...your...only hope!}
<Brianna> "No!" Brianna shakes her head. "You're wrong."
<Erik2> {ha ha ha.....kill me and you kill him.....I am but a mirror}
<Erik> {Then kill one of them, Bri...and fast, before they can attack!}
* Brianna holds onto her sword with sweating hands, looking from one Erik to the other
* Remy looks around...what else is in the building?
<Erik> "Get back in me, you shallow piece of subconscious hate...LEAVE ME AND MY FRIENDS ALONE!"
<Erik> {Get them Bri, or your new friends will suffer the same fate as your old ones...}
* Erik jumps on his Shadow, trying to wrestle it to the ground
* Erik2 changes form to that of a woman
<Erik> "Mother..."
<EriksMom> "Yes son?"
<Erik> "You never helped me...you never stopped dad..."
<Erik> "Get away from me...I have no more ties to you..."
* Remy has no clue!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
<Erik> "You are nothing but a bunch of false memories and my own demented dreams of how it should be!"
<EriksMom> "There is a place that you can get away from us son......"
<EriksMom> "A place where we will never bother you again"
<Gerard> "DAMN!!!!!!!!!!!!"
<Erik> {Kill the boy, Bri...he is the real traitor...he possessed your friend in the Cabal...}
<Erik> "No thanks mom. I'd rather make my own destiny."
<Brianna> "No, that's not him...I'd know it."
* Erik2 morphs to Erik
<Erik> {Bri...the boy is the cause of Connor's death...he killed the one you loved...}
<Erik2> "Who do you think I am ?"
* Remy is still looking around, away from all this chaos
<Erik> "I am more than you...I am better than you!"
<Erik2> "Oh, yeah....prove it?"
<Erik2> "When you were in charge, what did you get done?"
<Gerard> {Well Remy, I see your a little less brave than when you saved Emily. What's the matter, their not your friends?}
<Brianna> "No, no...this isn't him, it isn't!"
<Erik2> "You couldn't even get that pretty little thing to talk to you"
<Erik2> "No one loves you...."
<Erik> "You bastard...don't you even THINK of bringing her into this..."
<Remy> (Aux contraire, I'm watching their backs. They're vulnerable like this)
* Gerard shrugs and says "The sinners will eventually die."
* Paul stands away making sure no one approaches
<Erik2> "I am you, you are bringing up.....you don't even love you...."
<Gerard> {Yes, that is what a coward would say Remy.}
<Erik> "I only love one person...because SHE was the only one that comforted me..."
<Remy> (I suppose you control that aspect of our personality quite well)
<Erik> {Bri...it was him...trust me...}
St: the Erik double jumps into Erik and the two go down the corpus mingling.
* Brianna rubs her temples, trying to erase the thoughts running through her head
<Erik> {Bri...kill the boy...he can't even control himself...}
<Gerard> {I don't control your cowardice, you made that choice all by yourself, coward.}
* Erik screams in agony
<Gerard> {I don't control your cowardice, you made that choice all by yourself, coward.}
* Erik gets up slowly...
<Remy> Nachabe:{If you are not going to do anything, perhaps you should let me in control for a bit..I'll set things straight}
<Erik> "ogodogodogod...thepain..."
<Remy> {I only want to help you...}
<Brianna> "No! I'm not a killer...he needs my help, he's not Saul..he's not!"
<Nachabe> "No"
<Gerard> "WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING AROUND HERE????!!!!!?????!!!!"
* Nachabe begins to play his flute
<Erik> {(in Connor's voice) It was him...I knew it...get him...avenge my death...}
* Brianna shakes her head, driving these alien thoughts away and hurries over to Erik
<Gerard> "I can't stand all the confusion in my mind!"
* Brianna stops midstride
<Brianna> "Connor?"
* Nachabe puts his hand of Gerald's shoulder "they fight with their inner darkness, leave them be"
* Erik leans on his sword, trying to regain his strength
<Gerard> "I see Nachebe, and that makes it simpler?"
<Remy> {Yes, play your flute, that's all you're even good at, isn't it? No, not even that! You cannot do anything...not even go back to your homeland, because you'll bring the disease with you...ha ha ha}
<Erik> {(In Connor's voice) Get him now, Bri...while he is still weak...he must pay for what he did to me, and the others...}
<Nachabe> "No Gerard, but it is a battle that they alone must fight, we cannot help them"
<Gerard> "I see, well, then what do we do?"
* Remy is still looking around...
<Brianna> {Gerard, look at them. What evils must they have done to bring such powerful demons to themselves?}
* Erik manages to stand up without needing his sword as a crutch
<Brianna> "Connor, no. This isn't Saul..."
<Gerard> "Quite a few, but they are dead and you don't realize what I have to do."
* Nachabe stands in the middle of the group
* Brianna steps firmly over to Erik, humming something under her breath, trying to banish the painfully familiar voice from her head
<Erik> "Wh...What happened to me...What was that all about..."
<Brianna> "Erik, are you alright? Do you need help?"
<Erik> "I...I'm OK...I hope..."
* Brianna looks at Erik and tries not to think of Saul
<Nachabe> "Concentrate, Fight it off, Don't listen to them. They are the darkness trying to win, don't let them. The light is stronger then the dark"
<Erik> "He...he's not so...so tough..."
<Nachabe> "The weakest sun can break the shadow, but it takes the strongest shadow to break the weakest sun"
<Brianna> {Gerard, I know better than you what it is you have to do. Cleanse this place, starting with these sinners.. the world will be a better place..clean the corruption that they bring with them}
<Gerard> "Firstly, little dark spectre of mine, I must start with Earth, and I don't have to kill them at times."
<Gerard> "Well, its always nice to talk to my darker half. At least I know what not to do."
* Remy scans the room....again
* Nachabe look around
<Erik> "That...that was not a fun experience..."
* Gerard enters room and looks around.
<Paul> The building still gives off a vileness
<Erik> "Guess I'll think twice before entering vile buildings..."
* Gerard stays just outside of the building.
* Brianna wipes away a tear, trying to banish the traitorous words Connor spoke to her
<Paul> "The only way to know what happened is to go in."
* Nachabe enters
* Erik enters and looks around
* Gerard enters tentatively.
* Paul grips his sword and enter the building
<Remy> um...
* Erik looks around inside the building
<Paul> you each enter the building and
* Gerard looks around.
* Erik looks around inside the building
* Brianna is looking around
<Paul> the place is dank and gives off a stench
<Paul> that smells of rotten fruit
<Paul> the first room is covered in script
<Erik> "Ugh...what form or manner of being dwells in this dank crypt?"
* Paul looks around
* Gerard looks at the script.
* Erik looks at the script
<Paul> "This place used to look like the Hall of fate."
*Brianna studies the script
<Paul> "The legion of Paupers."
* Erik tries to remember previous theological works he has read to see if he can match anything to this strange script
<Gerard> um, what is that funny chicken scratching on the wall?
<Brianna> "This is written in Sumerian," Brianna muses
<Erik> "Yes...but what IS it? THAT is what I want to know..."
* Paul looks at the script intently
<Paul> "She's right."
<Brianna> "But that's all I can tell you. I don't speak this language."
<Gerard> "Well, from what I can tell, this says 'the filth'"
<Erik> "Umm...does 'Larago' mean anything to anyone?"
<Erik> "hmmm....I might know someone who could help me..."
<Erik> "Follow me, everyone...I know someone who might be able to help"
<Erik> "If...if I can find her..."
<Brianna> "Who?"
<Gerard> "Wait a sec, I think I am on to something."
<Erik> "Umm...I guess you heard me talk with my Shadow about a girl..."
<Gerard> "I know that larago was an ancient creature.:
<Paul> "Hold, on we need to finish searching."
<Erik> "You're right...curse me for a novice..."
<Paul> "For all we know there could be other wraiths trapped in here."
* Erik begins looking around the building, looking for other interesting things
<Paul> you walk past the script into a common area
<Paul> the room is thick with memories and
<Gerard> "Time to look around for more info."
* Gerard walks around warily.
<Paul> "Go to the Hall of Fate and tell them what has happened."
<Remy> 'Yeah, I'll go."
<Erik> "Time for me to be more like the Garou I'm descended from...brave, and not cowardly..."
* Erik continues deeper into the building, searching for interesting things
* Brianna follows Erik
<Paul> The four of you enter another room and you begin to feel it
<Paul> a pulling feeling
* Brianna frowns, trying to discern the source of the feeling
<Paul> it is in the next room
* Paul feels it and walks over to the two large doors
<Paul> "Everyone ready?"
<Nachabe> "I am"
* Brianna nods
* Paul opens the door with a swift kick.
<Paul> there in the center of the courtyard
<Paul> a large blackened whirlpool swirls roughly and tides of
<Paul> memories and dark feelings wash over you
<Paul> there is a gentle urgent pulling to go towards the center of it
<Erik> "I don't like the feel of this place..."

to be continued