Re: Nox Eterna

[Storyteller]

You will need to spend the rest of the evening setting up the traps.

[[Roll me an Intelligence + Crafts check.]]

[Aedan]

With supplies in hand, I return to my room at the hotel to prepare them, the only delay being to pick up dinner for myself and Arjac.
<Will i need to roll or are we assuming that with the rest of the evening at my disposal i can set them up?>

[Storyteller]

After much rummaging about you manage to collect the materials you need for your devices. The most intriguing piece is an antique door buzzer which was on sale from a discount bin that generates a grating noise at the slightest provocation.

[[What do you do? For everyone else, I am fairly sure we have settled what you are doing for today. Assuming that Aedan is going to spend the rest of the day setting up his traps, that will leave me free to introduce Isaac in the evening as Huico is returning from his.... erm... 'outing'. Yeah, let's call it that. Once Isaac is introduced, xp for prologues will be handed out.]]

[Crewer]

{It's fine. I think we've all been busy.}

[Aedan]

<Rough idea was a form of pressure plate or raised platform to place under the window sill that when stepped on/broken will set off a buzzer, as well as something for the door that is disarmable if you know its there, IE has enough give that you can open it and reach through the crack in the door to untie it. Essentially going for a buzzer on the window and door just loud enough to wake Arjac and I if we are sleeping.>

<<And sorry for the delays guys, missed a lot of class because of migraines and spent a week getting that fixed and then had to catch up on a lot of class work before tests today/tomorrow. Shouldn't happen again so I should be able to post in a more timely fashion now.>>

[Storyteller]

After wandering the streets of New York for about an hour you manage to locate a hardware store. It's situated on a street corner, and due to zoning and space requirements appears to be much smaller than the equivalent of a Lowes or Home Depot outside the city would be. You would likely be able to locate any common materials and tools, but heavy equipment or large supplies are likely to be unavailable due to the lack of floor space in their store and the demand for such items among their customers.

A small sign saying "Home Goods and Supplies" printed on a plastic sheet is nailed into the brick above the front street corners of the building. There are two open doors leading to the street, with black wrought iron bars reinforcing their plexiglass front, serving as both security and decoration. As it is the middle of a weekday in the city, the store has few customers, but those who are shopping appear to be contractors and the odd apartment design hipster looking to spruce their place up. Just inside is a shop clerk standing at the front register, manning the paint mixing station as an impatient man stands over her.

[[What do you do? If you want specific supplies, they will likely be available. If instead you want to fashion a specific type of trap, you could just say that and we can assume you acquire what you need to make it work. Also, punctuation for the punctuation gods!]]

[Aedan]

Seems like the most vulnerable place is the window. Patting Arjac on the head, "I'll be back soon, going to pick up a few surprises" and head to the nearest hardware store to pick up supplies

[Storyteller]

The room is fairly small, but not cramped. A single twin size bed is shoved up against the wall near a window in the back left corner of the room as you pass through the doorway. A moderate size dresser commands the presence of the entrance across from the bed, while a small bedside table and lamp interrupt the direct trip to the bathroom and closet doors directly to your right. There is ceiling fixture with a yellowed shade covering four light bulbs, of which three appear to be working. As far as security concerns, the room is on the ground floor and has bars on the window to prevent break ins. This leaves the only viable entrance and exit from the room to be the front entrance, which is easily defensible with cover from behind the dresser, should events require it. The bathroom has no windows, and no entrance aside from the bedroom.

[[What do you do?]]

[Aedan]

"Much obliged", and whistle, calling Arjac in from outside. We go to the room and walk inside.

<Description of room please>

[Storyteller]

The large man behind the desk when you walk in grumbles to himself and fails to get out of his chair. After awkwardly sitting half in and half out of his chair for a few seconds he sidles back in and drags his chair to the front desk. He rummages below the counter for a few moments, then tosses a small key ring on top of the counter. The key ring has a small green plastic clover on it, with the paint worn off the engraved number 1. He points to his left down the main hallway, then returns to his show.

[Aedan]

Patting my companion on the head, I ask "Well Arjac. Ready?" and enter the hotel.

Walking up to the desk, "I'm here for a reservation under the name Cassy."

[Storyteller]

Aedan:

After a fairly brief walk, you find yourself outside the address scrawled on the note that the woman handed you. You see the previously explained front of the hotel, which I will not quote for the third time. The time is approximately half past noon.

[[What do you do?]]

[Storyteller]

You slowly meander through the city blocks, taking in the sights of New York. The streets bustle with people, as the area is the boundary between the business and residential areas of the borough. People are stopping for lunch, meeting for business, and relaxing around noon as most businesses have let out for their lunch break. You are sure to stop at every statue, nameplate, and sign you can find on your way, but the dizzying array and amount of advertising and writing that clutters the streets is overwhelming. You read everything you pass, but see no mention of a Hanson aside from a broadway play advertisement including a Jake Hanson as a minor role on the billing.

[[This is passing the time for your character for the remainder of the afternoon. Huico is off.... being Huico. Conroy went for a brief detour, but returned to the hotel at approximately 12:45. This will possibly be relevant soon. (I am straightening out time for character introductions, and to prevent paradoxes I am trying to ascribe times to everyone's actions.)]]

[Storyteller]

The member 'Vincent Faustino' has done the following action : Dice Roller

'D10' : 5, 2

[Vincent Faustino]

[[I'll get good at this eventually, I swear]]

Rolling for Perception + Investigation. [[EDIT: Fixed a hilarious typo.]]

[Storyteller]

Roll Perception + Investigation.

[Vincent Faustino]

I purchase a hotdog and a soda, and with food in hand, begin to explore the surrounding area, looking for monuments, museums, or any other locations that may have bronze plaques as part of an outdoor display.

[Storyteller]

It's now the late morning, and lunchtime is nearing. The food stands across the streets of New York are beginning to sell the first of their wares, and the smells of cooking hot dogs and pretzels are starting to waft through the streets. There is only one food stand in the vicinity of the hotel, as the vendors tend to favor the tourist trap areas over regular inhabitants of the city. The vendor is a gruff man, but he offers a variety of drinks, hot dogs, pretzels, and falafel.

[[What do you do?]]

[Vincent Faustino]

I realize that I haven't eaten anything since before my flight, so I put my book away in my room, then leave the hotel, and try and find a food stand.

[Storyteller]

You enter your room after a short walk back to the hotel. It is furnished in an identical manner to the one that was already described in this thread to be Huico's room, but the primary exception is that unlike the other members of the party who have rooms adjacent to each other on the main floor of the hotel, your room is at the end of the hall on the first floor on the far left side. You do have access to the fire escape from the window of your room.

[Conroy]

"Roger. I guess I won't be back on camps for another week at least. I'll keep you posted."

Conversation wrapped up, Conroy makes his way to room 12.

[Storyteller]

"No. I have heard nothing through the grapevine. Usually that means one of two things; either this is a mistake, and you should get out now, or our information network is being interfered with. You and I both know that there is only one force which can cloud the information network of a God. I would advise waiting until further information is available, and play along with this Cassy person's plans until we receive confirmation one way or the other."

[Conroy]

While I was awaiting my bags in La Gaurdia, I was approached by a young Scion with the gift of prophesy going by the name of Cassy. She claims to have foreseen a high amount of deaths in the New York area in the immediate future. She claims that she sees five people, me inclusive, that can avert this. She wants us to look for someone or something named Hanson.

"So far, I've gone along with her script and picked up a hotel room. Do we have anything from the big man about this?"

[Storyteller]

"I called as soon as I could. I was in the middle of my morning lecture when you texted. Unfortunately, some graduate students don't appear to be qualified for their positions.... what's the situation?"

[Conroy]

Conroy steps away from the shop and answers his cell,

"Hello Prof."

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