The group managed to wind their way through caverns of ice to get back to the lands of the Winter Court of the Fae where Brennan, Tufel, and Ivan were finally able to catch up to them. Brennan introduced a “gentleman” to the group whom he met in Cinlu who helped Brennan, Tufel, and Ivan escape. Many in the group were skeptical of the “gentlemen” wizard who practiced black magic and seemed tainted by forces beyond the outer gates, but reluctantly accepted his help in getting back to Seattle. Together the group completed a ritual to transport themselves to the ley line nexus point on Mercer Island, east of Seattle. When the arrived, they were not at the modern Center for the Council of the 18 Tribes, but rather in a beautiful mountain meadow, trees all around, and a lake not far away. As they took this in, a crotchety old man with a shotgun made his way out of an old log cabin yelling at them to “go back to where you came from!” The group attempted to reason with the sputtering old man, but he insisted, raising his shotgun in a threatening manner. A werecrow of the group changed form and flew up to a nearby tree enraging the old man and starting what seemed to be a fight. However, instead of shooting anyone, the old man clutched his chest and fell over dead.
The group investigated their surroundings and discovered that the old man was an elderly, retired warden of the White Council of Wizards sent here to secure the nexus after white settlers drove off the Native Americans. They discovered that he was friends with the chief of the Council of the 18 Tribes as well as some other interesting characters of the supernatural community including Charles Martin. They also discovered that he was instrumental in getting the supernatural community of Seattle to pull together against a Red Court / Black Court incursion and to sign the Treaty of 1889, a treaty that brought peace and stability to the region for over 100 years. When we left off, the group was trying to figure out what their next move would be.
The investigation of the murder of David Anderson continued while reports of a pair of gentlemen pressuring nightclub and gentlemen’s clubs to accept “protection” from their un-named organization. Investigation of the murder and of the protection rackets seemed to point to a common foe, organized crime.
No one knows yet who killed David, but there was no Coast Guard involvement. David’s successor and former assistant Joel Solenski has become the new Harbormaster and no one seems to like him. The group discovers that Joel had a criminal record when he was younger that was sufficient to make his rise to his current position seem unlikely. Yet, here he was.
An investigation into the protection racket discovered that both House Raith and House Skavis in Seattle had encountered them and shoed them off as unimportant thugs. Never-the-less, Anton Skavis was helpful in putting the group on the trail of the racketeers. A small group went to a middling gentlemen’s club named Dreamgirls where the manager revealed that while they did occasionally have a few racketeers show up on their doorstep, it’s not really much of a problem for them. Their new owners, Maximum Impact Enterprises LLC, were not concerned and management was not very helpful.
The group then went to a lower class gentlemen’s club named Honey’s. The group started to have the same conversation with the owner, Frank, but miscommunication caused Frank to think that the group was trying to extort protection money. As the group worked to clear up the misunderstanding, the group stated that they were representing Dreamgirls. Suddenly the atmosphere turned hostile and the group was thrown out. Frank’s last words to them were “You tell Sonrisa that if he sends any more of you thugs here, I’ll kill you myself!”
The morning after a formal dinner party with the White Court the group decided to let the White Court solve their own issues while they followed up on the two men attempting to extort money from “gentlemen’s clubs” and other nightclubs unlikely to go to the police. Jean reported that Club Desir’ was experiencing slow downs and occasional cancellations of it’s alcohol orders while Zara reported that La Neauvo Eve was expedience the same thing with it’s food orders. The group staked out La Neauvo Eve. Only to discover it was already staked out by Tufel who reported seeing the two men in a dark blue sedan the night before.
Pooling their talents Tufel and members of the Venatori Umbrorum set up around the club with their leader, Castiel Obrian inside the club. Also inside the club was Zara and Tyler, watching from windows on upper floors of the building with Brennan Fitzpatrick, Warden of the White Council, setting a magical containment trap for the two men in the office of the club down on the main floor.
Meanwhile, in another part of town, Jorain and Mickwere staking out the gentleman’s club “Dreamgirls” on a hunch that the men might appear there. That hunch paid off as the men were spotted leaving Dreamgirls. Jorain and Mick skillfully followed the men who eventually made their way to La Neauvo Eve.
As the two men entered, they were escorted to the office where Brennan waited for them. Sensing a trap, they attempted to run. One was caught in Brennan’s trap and was killed while his demonic co-pilot was banished back to hell. The other scuffled with Castiel for a moment before running into Tufel, Mick, and Jorain at the door. Tufel grabbed the strongman and held him as he and others attempted to subdue him. The guy was tough though and Castiel finally ended the fight with a sword into the guy’s back.
The blood from the wound and dripping off of the sword blade caused Mick, a Red Court Infected, to experience blood lust. Tufel quickly beat Mick senseless and Mick’s unconscious body was taken away by some VU while others came in to clean up the mess and remove the bodies before the club opened for business.
The bodies and the car were searched. The guys were locals who lived in a poor part of Seattle and the guns they carried were registered in the names, purchased from Maximum Impact Guns & Ammo. A VU strike team attempted to break into one of their houses, but nosy neighbors interrupt their plans. The vehicle was registered to Maximum Impact Entertainment LLC. It is owned by a shell company which is owned by a shell company, which is a subsidiary of another shell company, but despite the fiendishly elaborate precautions, William discovers a name, Edgar Sonrisa, and a series of other companies, namely Sonrisa Trucking, Sonrisa Security, Sonrisa Medical Supply Company, Maximum Impact Guns & Ammo superstore and gun range, and a freighter named the Sonrisa Sunrise. Edgar Sonrisa is found to be a wealthy businessman who belongs to several nice clubs including the Glen Acres Country Club, the Glendale Country Club, and the Columbia Tower Club. There appear to be no photos of him in any society papers and very little talk about him. He seems to keep a very low profile.
The party checked out Maximum Impact Entertainment LLC, but spooked the manager, especially when Brennan fried the office’s electronics with a magical EMP pulse. When a VU strike team broke into the building that night, the office was cleared out. Zara discovered a hidden camera and followed a wire from it to a VCR hidden above the false ceiling. Zara grabbed the VCR and ran out of the building with it. Brennan checked to see if the camera was transmitting images, but instead found a device with a timer counting down. With only 5 seconds to spare, he rushes out of the building, dragging others out with him as a “gas main” explosion rips the office apart and sets the building on fire. The party flees and the tape in the VCR tape is watched for clues.
Believable Bill, the honest lawyer of the VU was approached by a couple of gentlemen who offered him “a carrot and a stick”, first by subtly, carefully suggesting that continuing his investigation into the shell companies might be bad for his health. Once Bill suggested that his client would have to find someone else to continue this investigation, Bill was offered “as a token of esteem” a package containing $100,000 in large bills.
Bill reported the encounter to the rest of the VU who then passed the message and the cash onto Brennan, Warden of the White Council of Wizards. The group also learned that the VU was partially withdrawing from the investigation as a result of this encounter. Between’s Brennan’s magic and some help from a friendly Seattle detective, the group learned that there were multiple factions are work in the Seattle mortal underworld and a war was brewing. Italian Mafia and Russian Mafia, were being squeezed out by the enigmatic Edgar Sonrisa who was moving in on the even more enigmatic Nikolai Orlov. Who Edgar Sonrisa and Nikolai Orlov are and what they want is still a mystery. Are either of them good guys? Are their efforts to control Seattle’s organized crime good or bad for Seattle? These and many other questions will be investigated next session.
Just a reminder that on Saturday, October 22nd at 3pm at ReaperCon in Lewisville TX Shedrick will GM Dresden Files. Hope to see you there! :-)
The morning after an eventful evening of investigating mob connections to an attempted take over of gentlemen’s clubs and cabarets of Seattle, Brennan Fitzpatrick, Warden of Seattle for the White Court of Wizards received a letter from his friend Dr. Charles Martin that said:
“Coast Guard Lt. Andrea Jackson was killed last night in a fiery automobile accident. She was an agent of the Coast Guard Investigative Service. She was investigating Joel Solenski and David Anderson. Her case notes were destroyed in the crash. The truck that plowed into her was owned by Sonrisa Trucking. I just thought you would like to know.”
Brennan called together all the people he could rouse out of bed at the ungodly early hour of 10am and informed them of the news that it seems that Sonrisa is not only involved in the action at the night clubs, he may be involved somehow in the murder of Harbormaster David Anderson.
The group checked their various resources and found that the “accident” was witnessed by Bob Davis, the same King County Sherriff’s deputy that had declared David Anderson’s death a tragic accident and closed the case in it. With no other witnesses but the truck driver and the off duty deputy, the case was deemed to be a tragic accident. Case closed.
The group did not believe this and dug deeper. The truck driver, Jim Arbuckle, was heading southeast from the docks to a Sonrisa owned warehouse in a truck with a heavy, reinforced bumper / grill and not his normal over the road truck. At the time of the accident, he was headed northbound. The group next was able to determine with the able investigative ability of Detective Frank Harvey that agent Jackson’s car had run the stop sign. The truck was driving a little over the speed limit at 48mph while Agent Jacksons car seemed to be driving the speed limit, roughly 25mph, driving westbound when she entered the intersection and was t-boned. There were no cameras watching this old industrialized area.
A quick search of nearby rooftops found a location where it seemed someone was watching both roads approaching the intersection. Brennan attempted a spell to determine who was watching, but without success. The group decided to come back late at night to try again.
The car was checked out, but nothing unusual was found there, though the lawyer Believable Bill gained great respect for the pain and suffering of burn victims. The group checked out Agent Jackson’s house. While that search did not go smoothly, her computer and her cat “Fluffy” were recovered. Operatives of the Venatori Umbrorum to the desktop computer to Abby’s place, a cabaret named La Neauvo Eve, to work on it, but found it closed. A bunch of rats were spotted in the place and health inspectors closed the place down until further notice. The search of the agent’s computer was moved to Club Desir’ but little of value to the investigation was found.
Back at the crime scene, stressed about working a ritual in a street intersection, Brennan’s first attempt at a divination ritual failed. With help from his friends however, he was able to try again and this time he saw the accident in great detail. Agent Jackson was tailing Deputy Bob Davis. Bob drove through the intersection without stopping and nearly 20 seconds later, Agent Jackson entered the intersection where she was hit by the truck. A shadowy figure removed a cover from the stop sign while “Deputy Bob,” who must have turned around when the accident happened and drove back, is seen to get out of his car, order the driver to back the truck away from the car and seconds later the car burst into flames. With this new information, the group will now go to confront Deputy Bob next session.
Taking the information gathered, the group decided that they needed to take some chances and determine exactly what they were up against. They lured “Deputy Bob” to a meeting in a downtown café with Brennan and a member of the VU. While the deputy was begin given information useful to an investigation he was conducting in an auto theft ring, Brennan sized him up and decided that he was not a demon, not was he possessed by a demon. With that information in hand, Brennan took advantage of the opportunity to meet Bob’s eyes and lock them into a soulgaze.
Brennan and the VU agent quickly departed, leaving the stunned deputy to come to grips with what had just happened. With the information gathered in the soulgaze, the group decided to leave Bob alone and focus on Sheriff Dave Reichart who Brennan felt might either be a demon or be possessed by a demon. Brennan also realized that the area in the Bahamas that Edgar Sonrisa was taking the VIPs to was very near a super nexus of ley lines. While such a nexus should be guarded by a Warden of the White Council, it was possible that Sonrisa was using it right under the nose of the warden. Or, since it was thought that the Denarian known as Damion had a home nearby, that the Denarian was able to get past Cassandra Medea, the Warden assigned to the Caribbean and the area known as the Bermuda Triangle. This would have to be investigated at a later time.
The group decided to focus for the moment on the Sheriff and managed to get Brennan close enough to allow him to do an arcane assessment on the Sheriff and determine that the Sheriff was indeed a mortal possessed by a demon. Although the group was careful to not be noticed, the demon inside of the Sheriff did notice Brennan and began to gather information on the wizard.
The group knew it had to more quickly on the Sheriff. Jean Antonio Lucido of the White Court was called to help set a trap for the Sheriff and Castile was pulled off of another VU assignment to come and add some firepower to the ambush on the Sheriff. In a condominium on the coast, the group managed to capture the Sheriff alive. Brennan exorcised and banished the demon while Jean enthralled the Sheriff. The Sheriff shared with the group who in the Sheriff’s department was corrupt and wrote out a detailed confession of his crimes in a letter to be mailed to the local FBI office. Dave Reichart also told of others he had seen others go with Edgar Sonrisa to the Bahamas including county commissioner Ken Pullen, county attorney Norman Malenga, district judge George Holyfield, Seattle city councilman Nick Lucata, and Seattle mayor Paul Schnell.
The following morning TV, radio, and newspapers are talking about the bust last night in which Seattle PD officers arrested a group of teenagers for, among other things, practicing black magic. Attempts to reach Brennan regarding the news failed as Brennan had left during the night. Other news later in the day included the murder-suicide of Sheriff Dave Reichart and his wife.
Walking under a bridge in northern Seattle, Jack was accosted by a little girl who was upset that a troll under the bridge had stolen her hat. Confused that the stone troll, whom he has read newspapers to and who never seemed to appreciate it or even acknowledge his presence who do this and paranoid that this was some kind of trick or trap, Jack tried to get away, but the charming little girl was insistent that only he could help her and managed to secure a promise from him to do just that.
Jack walked away from the bridge and wandered around until he found himself on the steps of a White Court club. Soon, Jean Antonio Lucido of house Raith showed up to talk to the clearly distressed Jack.
Jack told Jean all he knew in a confused babble. Uncertain as to Jack’s grip on sanity, Jean passed Jack on to others who listened to his tale. After some investigation, they took Jack back to the Aurora Avenue bridge near the park where the famous Fremont Troll was visited everyday by tourists from all over the world. Those knew the truth about the Troll and stayed away from it as they questioned the agitated Jack. Others looked around Fremont the Troll for signs of the girl or her hat as the sun set in the western skies.
As tourists began to leave the park Castile and Malcolm went off to Fremont Dock bar and grill for a few beers and burgers. As the last tourist drove away, Fremont, the giant rock troll, cursed to spend eternity under the bridge and remain an unmoving statue when pure mortals are about, suddenly began to move.
Fremont reached out for Tyler, but the nimble Tyler leapt out of arms reach. Zara cried out a warning and tried to keep Fremont’s attention on the nimble little Faerie Fox, but Fremont was quick and alert He grabbed Dr. Charles Martin and sniffed him. Charles told Fremont forcefully to put him down and Fremont complied. Malcolm and Castile were returning with a bag of burgers when one of Fremont’s giant arms swung around and grabbed the inattentive Eilen. He her her up to his gaping nostril and took a big whiff. He uttered a low “yummm” as he moved her to his mouth.
“Fremont! Stop that this instant!” Charles cried out.
Fremont stopped and listened as Charles enlisted the rock troll’s help with the matter of the hat. The troll revealed that he took the little girl’s hat because she was “mean,” “she is a bad girl” Fremont said unhelpfully. Charles worked out a deal to get the hat back from Fremont. Once successful, then with Castile’s help, he negotiated the release of Eilen in exchange for 2 five gallon buckets of burgers.
As the group was leaving, Zara caught a faint scent on the wind. She asked Thomas Grey if he smelled anything. Thomas, with his werewolf senses, sniffed the breeze. Many scents assaulted his nose, but he caught the subtle undertones of death and together he and Zara began moving in search of the source of the smell. As they closed, they could discern that the smell was not of a rat, or dog, or other small animal, but something larger, like a human. They also sensed that the kill was fresh, maybe a day old.
The pair found the body pinned behind a large dumpster. With the help of others, they were able to pull the dumpster away and examine the body. The quick examination revealed that the young adult male, maybe homeless, was probably killed by a single Black Court Vampire. The body was quietly disposed of and the group decided that hanging a round in a dark alley where a Black Court Vampire has dumped a body was a really bad idea. The group left to get some sleep, do some research and comeback in the day time.
Shedrick, Amy, thank you for hosting. I believe we all really enjoyed your hospitality.
The group picked up its investigation into the whereabouts of a suspected Black Court Vampire operating in north central Seattle. The group checked out a building basement in the area in which four homeless families were squatting. Malcolm and Zara noticed that the families each consisted of a single mother and her children. Malcolm tried to get one of the women away from the others to talk to her, but the women refused to be separated. The group sensed that the women were more anxious and protective of one another than one might expect, but could not get much out of them until one of the women let slip mention of a “Guardian Angel.” The other women shut her up and refused to talk further to the group.
With all of the known victims being male, our band of investigators next decided to send someone female undercover as a homeless woman in an effort to draw out the Vampire or to learn from other homeless women where the vampire might be found. Zara, the Fairie Fox, attempted to blend in as a homeless person, but no one bought the disguise. Detective Alyssa Meyers, who, with the help of others, pulled off a very believable homeless person.
Meanwhile, Dr. Charles Martin and his assistant Heinrich decided to do some research and talk to people who might know more about Black Court Vampires. Others decided to go and check out warehouses in the area. With the group suitably split up, it seemed time to encounter trouble.
Castile, Malcolm, Tyler, and Brennan entered an old brick building just before sunset. Tyler and Brennan moved to check the upper floors, Malcolm stayed on the ground floor, and Castile, his cell phone and flashlight fritzed by the magic the two spellcasters had used in order to get into this and a previous warehouse, lit a cigar and proceeded alone into the basement. At the bottom of the steps, a cold hand reached out of the darkness and with a display of great strength, grabbed Castile by the throat and pinned him to a nearby wall. Castile, his muscles budging and straining against the thinner and frailer arms of the female vampire, failed to dislodge her as the Black Court Vampire closed in on his throat. In desperation and unable to draw his holstered pistol, he pulled the trigger anyway, hoping not to shoot himself in the foot. Hearing the gunshot, Malcolm hurried to the top of the steps and then as he slowly descended into the darkness he cast a spell which began a rave-worthy laser-light show in the basement. Distracted, the vampire failed to rip open Castile’s throat and Castile immediately took advantage and whirled away from the villain. With laser-lights bouncing off of the gloomy walls, Malcolm could just discern the black clad Castile fighting with a figure dressed in black, in a blackened basement. Malcolm began a second spell and soon the basement reverberated with the rhythmic “whump, whump, whump” of an unseen sub-woofer. Castile drew his sword and slashed at the Vampire, but did no real damage. Brennan and Tyler rushed into the basement and as they entered Brennan cast a radiant light spell, but it was too late. The Vampire had already fled.
Brennan and Tyler searched the basement while Castile and Malcolm went to look for a payphone to call the rest of the group to them. When the last of the group finally arrived, they brought with them Father Steve Marlowe with plenty of holy water and incense to bless the vampire’s lair. It was late and the group decided to retire and try again the next day.
Early the next morning Brennan used dirt from the lair to track the Vampriss and together the group took off in pursuit. Zara, a Fae, decided there was too much metal for her taste and she stayed out. The rest of the group rushed in. They first encountered her mortal protectors and dispatched them in a confused melee on three different floors of a building. The Renfields put up a great fight, but were outnumbered and eventually overcome. The group worked their way down into the dark basement and eventually located the Black Court Vampire within a large boiler tank. With no easy way in, Brennan opened a magical doorway into the boiler tank and the group rushed in. Vera Bibesco Gora, a master of the Black Court, emboldened by the lack of coordination stood and fought. In the tight quarters, Vera tore into the party, but like her protectors, she was outnumbered and was eventually overcome. Bloody and battered, every member of the group managed to walk away from the fight, once they got back out of the old iron boiler.
After recovering from their battles with Fremont the Troll and Vera Bibesco Gora, a master Vampire of the Black Court, the group got together and refocused their efforts on finding Edgar Sonrisa and putting and end to him and his demon possessed criminal organization. Putting together the clues, the group decided to not mess around with Edgar’s local powerbase, but to go to the Caribbean, talk to the Warden there, and investigate what he was doing with prominent Seattle citizens at or near a super Lay Line nexus.
The group magically transported to the island of Nassau to meet with Cassandra Medea, the White Council Warden responsible for this area. Cassandra’s home was surrounded a dirty, dingy wall, but inside, ware masses of beautiful, fragrant flowers and shrubberies lining paths through the gardens and up to the lovely house. The others held back while Brennan, warden of Seattle, walked forward and knocked on the door. A beautiful young lady opened the door and when asked, acknowledged that she was Cassandra. She invited Brennan into her home and they had a short, pleasant conversation. During the conversation Brennan learned that Cassandra had not seen anything usual happening. Brennan did a quick assessment and determined that Cassandra was under some sort of enchantment and a powerful one at that. Brennan politely ended his visit, hoping that Cassandra would not realize that he was on to her.
Outside, Zara and Eilen were both drawn to the flowers. Brennan looked around for the two when he left the house. He found Zara first rolling around in pink and purple flowers. Vines within the flowers had partially wrapped around her and Brennan quickly deduced that the vines predatory and Zara was in danger as the enchanted flowers seduced her into a magical slumber. Brennan rescued her and then went in search of Eilen. Eilen was a bit more difficult to get out of the garden, but Brennan drug her out to the street, allowing her to bring some flowers with her. When they got into the taxi, the fumes began to affect everyone in the car, and the group quickly got out of the car at the nearest deserted beach. All the group that is except for Jorain who huddled around the flowers. The group decided not to mess with the Were-bear and instead focused on what their next move was.
Later that night, Mike “Gutters” Wise, Brennan’s young protégée, delivered a message to Cassandra. An hour later she met Brennan at a bungalow the group rented. She was quickly subdued and the enchantment was broken in a carefully prepared ceremony. Brennan checked her out and discovered to his horror that Cassandra had soul gazed a powerful evil creature, almost certainly Damian, a Denarian known to live in the area. A piece of Damion resided within Cassandra and threatened to not only undo Brennan’s work, but threatened the party as well. A local priest in the know named Steve Marlowe was summoned and he quickly performed an exorcism. Realizing the group might not have much time before Damion discovered that the warden he once had in his pocket was no longer in his pocket, the group grabbed Cassandra and with the help of Father Steve, made their way to a boat and left the island.
They set sail for the island where the super Lay Line nexus could be found, a tiny deserted place in the ocean nobody visited. The group knew however from a thief they had encountered that a Fae Lord named Trevidian had wanted a certain artifact stolen from a home on this island and that the thief, known as Eddy, had already checked it out. In talking with Cassandra, they discovered that she had no memories of the last 4 years and that her reports to the White Council of Wizards that nothing was happening there was patently false. As the group rushed to the island on their boat in the night, they could see swirling storm clouds forming ahead, right over their target. They pushed the boat for all they had and Jorain proved to be an excellent pilot. As they approached, they got their gear ready and made a plan.
The deep keel of their sailboat hit the sandy bottom while they were still 100 yards from shore. Grounded, the party dove over the side with their gear on 2 surfboards and a rubber raft and made for shore. 50ft from the boat a shot rang out, from the island, grazing Dr. Charles Martin. The group spotted the sniper among the trees and bushes on shore while Castiel grabbed his sniper rifle and carefully took aim on the rocking and bobbing rubber raft. The shot was high. Castiel worked to compensate for the movement of the boat, but before he could take another shot, the sniper on shore fired again, this time, striking the side of Castiel’s scope and striking him in the side of the head. Dr. Martin tended to Castiel’s wound while the rest of party pushed hard for the shore. The fight on the beach was brutal as the party encountered the sniper, plus three friends wi
The awakening party found themselves in Walter’s house. After some brief confusion and investigation, they determined that the current date was 1999, almost a full year later than anyone last remembered. Also, a minor detail was that everything, including all the characters, were in cartoon form. This discovery caused a little distress in the party. However, the distress grew when Brennen stepped outside and conversed with his horse, Traveler.
As it was learned from the horse’s mouth, the Demon War was lost and the King was leading the resistance. The horse also told Brennen that Sorcha Teague, Brennan’s wife, had been captured a couple of weeks ago and that Brennen was supposed to meet with the King today to prepare a rescue.
On their way to meet with the King, the party encountered a Hydra (later, it was learned that he was on loan to the resistance from the Summer Queen) and a demon checkpoint (which was quickly dispatched in very colorful and bright ways).
Fairly close to the docks, Traveler told Brennen said that he was not permitted to go any further and pointed to a door for the party to enter. Traveler promptly went to a well-hidden stable to catch-up on the gossip with the other horses. The party proceeded through the door after determining that it was warded with a very light “trip-wire” style ward that probably acted as an alarm system. After descending to the Seattle Underground, the party encountered a fairly well-lit, graffiti-covered passageway. With help from Det. Sgt. Alyssa Meyers, the party investigated the passageway thoroughly. They discovered that the lighting in the passageway was supernatural (Brennen actually knew the spell used), the graffiti were very powerful wards and trip wires protecting against demons and other nasties, and that the passageway itself was created by an earth mage. At the end of the passageway, the party encountered Katya and Corwin, both loaded with enough weapons to arise significant concern. The party was told that to see the King everyone would have to be soul-gazed by Corwin. During his soul gaze, Brennen noticed something peculiar about Corwin and was badly injured when he caught a glimpse of the reflection of the Divine. After a little thought, Brennen realized that Corwin was soul-gazing everything that came through the passageway, be it human, vampire, demon, etc. By soul-gazing everyone, Corwin’s mind was shot. Mentally, the only thing keeping him sane was the angel that stood behind him. The party also learned from Katya and Corwin that 2/3rds of the population of Seattle was dead or missing, Edenborough had fallen, and Vampires (White, Red, and Black) were systematically hunted and destroyed. The only reason that a presence still remained was to distract the demons while the remaining spellcasters found a safe plane for the survivors of earth to live.
Once through the door, the party was introduced to King Jack. It seems that Jack could predict their movements well enough to lead a full-blown resistance. After a brief introduction and discussion, the party led a direct assault on the demon citadel at Mercer Island. On the Interstate to Mercer Island, Brennen showed the power of friendship when they met the rock trolls, Cecil and Cecyl. Instead of killing Cecil and Cecyl, Brennen figured a way to allow them to let the party pass without violating the Fae truthfulness.
On arriving on Mercer Island, true to his belief, King Jack led the assault from the front, jumping over the rank of demons and landing in the center of the altar sacrificial victim. This disruption started the battle. The party ultimately destroyed all of the demons and rescued Sorcha Teague. Suddenly, as Brennen picked up Sorcha and realized that everything was going to be okay, he awakened…..
Brennan Fitzpatrick awoke. He quickly looked around, groaned, and then signed as he realized he had awakened from a terrible nightmare. Sorcha looked at him with concern as he explained what he had dreamt and then, as the sky in the east was lightening, offered to fix him a cup of soothing tea.
Dressed and sitting on the back porch of his home, overlooking Sorcha’s garden, Sorcha let Brennan know that Zara had called. She was bringing Tufel over. Zara believed he might be demon possessed.
Brennan assessed Tufel when they arrived at the house and decided that Tufel was not demon possessed. Tufel had merely allied himself with the Winter Court and had become more ogre-like than he was before. Soon, Brennan knew, Tufel would develop and immunity to mortal magic if he had not already and when he did, he would be a danger to Brennan and others who relied on mortal magic for protection.
Sorcha invited Tufel and Zara and a Seattle P.D. officer who happened to follow the two into Brennan’s back yard, to sit, talk, and enjoy a nice cup of tea. As they chatted, Jorain showed up with a private investigator that seemed to be “in the know.” As Brennan spoke with the newcomer, Sorcha put another pot of tea on.
Meanwhile, across town, Dr. Charles Martin received a frantic call from Sara, one of the employees at Denton’s Lore Store in down town Seattle. Latisha Denton had left the store on Thursday, March 12th to go to an estate sale on Friday the 13th. Where? Sara did not know. The more Charles questioned her, the more hysterical she became. Charles decided to get together with Brennan and investigate Latisha’s disappearance. As he arrived, Brennan was preparing to leave to do some research at Denton’s Lore Stare with Abner, the private eye. Concerned about Latisha, the entire group headed to her store to figure out what happened to her.
At Latisha’s store, the party spread out and searched for clues as to where this estate sale might have been. Abner said he found a ghost in the store and talked to her, but she was not much help. In Latisha’s office a hand written note was found in a trash can with the address of a place in Oregon and the words “estate sale.” There were other notes scribbled on the page, likely items up for auction at the estate sale. Items included on the note were antique blown glass bottles, pewter and bone inkwells, scrimshaw, medieval weapons and feast gear (there was a note beside this one that said Swords?), Some fossilized bones, one decorated with Runes, and Hundreds of antique books. Under this was written “The Oera Linda Book, Boek of Cryslocht, Pseudomonarchia Daemonum, and Magie: Geschichte, Theorie, Praxis.”
Together the group did some quick research and concluded that the Pseudomonarchia Daemonum could not be allowed to fall into the wrong hands, but the most important thing on the list was the Boek of Cryslocht. It had to be recovered at all costs.
The group piled into 4 vehicles and headed south. Ricky Bobby of the Venatori Umbrorum took point, but his driving soon caused the others to fall back and lose sight of him. The rush of adrenaline went to his head however and soon he was involved in a high speed chase down I-5 with various law enforcement agencies. As he entered the outskirts of Vancouver Washington, he became more aggressive, often driving on the shoulder to dodge traffic. His driving was amazing, but trapped between traffic backed up by a road block and a guard rail, he hit the road blocking police cars at 85mph. He smashed through the roadblock, but the black suburban was no longer in any condition to continue. Dodging Oregon police on the other side of the bridge, he managed to get his passengers to a point where they could make a run for it, but he stayed behind to take the heat. An hour and 45 minutes later, the rest of the group got together at a truck stop in Portland and continued more leisurely to Friend Oregon, a ghost town where the estate sale took place.
The party arrived in Friend late at night and located the empty house located on 12 wooded acres. The picked the lock on the gate and quietly walked into the property. Behind the house they found an airstream camper trailer with a young man armed with a shotgun gun watching the property until the sale of the house was finalized. The group put the man at ease and told him why they were there. He remembered Latisha and how she bid up some of the books, making for a very exciting auction. The guy didn’t have a lot of details, but gave the group a phone number to the auctioneer and allowed the party to stay the night as there were no motels anywhere in the area.
The party checked out the empty house and settled in for the cold night. When morning arrived, the early risers of the group checked the house out further and discovered a few secret compartments, one was lead lined. They also noticed things that seemed to suggest the house was built by Fae or someone who was very familiar with the Fae. The house was also set up specifically to block spirits, both good and evil, from entering the dwelling or moving out freely within the house if they should force their way in.
The group left the house and travelled back toward the highway. Within a mile of the highway they encountered Latisha’s truck being towed. The truck was found in a field. Everything, including the vehicle insurance and registration had been removed. Further investigation, both magical and mundane pointed north toward Washington state.
Brennan, Warden of the White Council of Wizards created a crude amulet and charged it with magic. It pointed north, toward Washington State. Reluctantly, the group piled into their remaining vehicles and headed north. Once across the Columbia river, they began to twist their way into the mountains on one lane dirt roads. The trip into the mountains was torturously slow and the crude amulet pointing the way was often more confusing than helpful, but with it, they found their way to a remote farmhouse in a mountain meadow.
The older cars, the apparent lack of indoor plumbing and electricity, and that this on this farm somewhere was a minor ley-line nexus suggested a wizard might live here. The group hid their vehicles and walked in as night was falling. They set up a sniper post to watch the east and south sides of the house and the vehicles parked in front of it (east side of the house). The rest of the group split into two teams. The smaller team moved to check and clear the barns and outbuildings east of the house. The larger team moved to the west side of the house to learn if Latisha Denton was inside. Things did not go smoothly for either team.
The team that moved around the back (west) side of the house tried to move stealthfully, but the harder they tried the noisier they seemed to get. A man inside the house peered out at them, a rifle in hand. Tufel, the changeling Ogre wasted no time. His big fists flew through the glass of the window, grabbed, and pulled. The man’s rifle went flying off into the darkness one way while the man was flung against a tree where he lay unmoving. With the element of surprise now gone, Zara sped around the west and north sides of the house checking for a back door without success. Brennan also moved around the house to stand at the northeast corner while Dr. Martin checked on the man Tufel pulled out of the house.
Meanwhile, the other group accidentally made the door to the barn crash to the ground. Tyler ran into the darkened structure and saw in a back corner a dim light suddenly go out, just before she tripped and fell in the darkness. Heinrich, followed Tyler in and moved to one side, banging his head soundly on a wooden beam. With Castiel behind them, the trio advanced into the darkened barn. Another thud was heard as Heinrich again banged his head on a wooden beam. Suddenly the light re appeared next to Heinrich. A middle aged man flipped open an ancient tome and showed the set of scribbles (runes) to the college student. The man’s eyes grew wide with terror as he realized that in order to find the page to show Heinrich, he had glanced at the runes. He slammed the book shut, dowsed his light and ran through darkened barn and out a back door. The three in the barn eventually made their way outside in time to see the man headed north on a 4-wheeler.
Back at the house, a lady with a purse in hand ran out the front door, hopped into a car, locked the doors, and began digging for her keys. Brennan dropped to one knee as Zara, the excited little Fairie Fox, rushed past him to see if she would help stop these people from escaping, or better yet, locate Latisha. A shot rang out and the sniper blew out two tires on the car with a single shot as Jorain, in her Bear form rushed the car, roaring at the lady. The lady ignored the were-bear, started the car and attempted to drive away. Jorain flipped the car over on its side. In the back of the house Tufel decided to open up a larger hole in the west wall. He grabbed and with a mighty heave, pulled the western half of the old house down on top of him and Bronwyn. With Dr. Martin’s help, they managed to get out of the rubble and they drug a prisoner out with them.
In the front of the house Zara noticed that Brennan was down. Something was very wrong with the wizard. She called for help as she ran over to him, but everyone was occupied elsewhere, especially as the lady in the car pulled a gun out of her purse and opened a car door in order to fight her way out. Jorain put an end to that non-sense with a mighty slam of her paws. Zara peered into Brennan’s face and asked, “Brennan, Brennan, are you ok? What’s wrong?” Zara recoiled in horror as she realized that Brennan was no longer Brennan, but a 12ft tall Scarecrow Fetch with hideous glowing red eyes. She ran away as fast as her furry little legs would carry her yelling “Fetch! Brennan is a Fetch! Oh No! A Fetch!!”
The prisoner Tufel had rescued from the house when questioned indicated that Latisha was held in a “round building” to the north and so that group, with the prisoner, headed north, Zara catching up to them yapping excitedly about a Fetch. The group behind the barn moved north to follow the man with the book on the 4-wheeler. The rest of the group followed the fast moving Fetch from a safe distance as it too moved north.
Heinrich was the first to find the “round building” and attempted to enter though the only door in the outer wall. Instead of opening the door, the ward on the door causes the college student to flee into the woods, screaming.
The Fetch is next to arrive on the scene. It smashes down the door, but becomes frustrated that it can not enter the building. A magical ward of some kind is keeping it at bay. The party cautiously approached. Tyler attempted to befriend the Fetch, but it turned its fearsome gaze on him. In terror, Tyler screamed and fell back. Tufel walked around the Fetch and climbed up onto the roof of the round building. The roof could not hold the weight of the Ogre and he fell inside. At the sound of the crash, the Fetch’s head snapped around and it clamored into the building through the hole in the roof. With Jorain’s help most of the rest of the party entered the round building while a VU sniper looked for a tree to climb outside.
Inside the building, Castiel found the man inside of a magic circle he was pouring pour into. In the circle with him was the book and Latisha Denton, duct taped to a chair. Castiel tossed a flashbang grenade at the warlock in his magic circle, and told everyone with him to take cover. Unfortunately Tufel entered the far side of the room as the grenade went off. Fortunately, he was far enough away and the magic circle in the middle of the room broke up the effect, so Tufel was not harmed. Unfortunately, the warlock was not affected either. The Fetch tore a hole in the wall to the room the warlock was in and with a glare, terrorized the man. The warlock tried to respond with a fire spell, but he failed to hit the fetch and instead, set a wall of the old wooden building on fire. Castiel shot at the Warlock and missed, grazing the Fetch with his wild shot. Tufel charged warlock, but the magic circle threw the Ogre forcefully back. Bronwyn also shot at the Warlock, but the magic circle causes the bullet to bounce back and narrowly missing Bronwyn. The Fetch again attacked the Warlock and this time the Warlock goes down and stays down. The Scarecrow Fetch turns it’s eyes to Tyler and the party realizes that the fight isn’t over yet.
The party rushed to save Latisha Denton from the Scarecrow Fetch and the fire that threatened them. Zara rushed in and began gnawing on the duct tape. Castiel ran in as well to help cut the tape with his sword. Zara cringed away from the blade, but kept gnawing and soon Latisha was free.
The Fetch went after Tylor who was just oozing fear after a previous close call with the Scarecrow. The Fetch tried to feed on Tyler, but the wild man ran away in terror, leaping up through the hole in the roof and off into the woods, past the tree Alyce, the VU sniper, had been using as an observation perch.
Alyce was no longer in the tree however. The tree had set her back down on the ground and in a deep, soft voice, with words spoken as slow as the flowing of cold molasses, it suggested Alyce ask permission next time she wishes to climb onto another creature’s head. Alyce ran to Jorain for protection and advice just as Tyler made his escape from the Fetch.
Inside the party began to make their escape from the burning building. Charles Martin tried to keep the Fetch’s attention off of the party, but the Fetch was more interested in putting out the fire. The result was that the cold spell the Fetch attempted to cast on the fire ended up hitting Dr. Martin instead. One by one the party escaped, Tufel, the Ogre changeling helped each person up and out of the building as smoke began to burn their eyes and lungs. Finally all that was left inside the building was Tufel and the Fetch. The Fetch moved first by tossing the book the Warlock had used to summon it up onto the roof and then scrambling part way up through the hole in the roof, leaving Tufel trapped inside.
Meanwhile Alyce told Zara about the talking tree and together they walked over to it. Zara spoke, but the Tree did not understand, saying she was speaking to fast. Zara lost interest in the tree before it finished the first word of its sentence. Alyce had to translate. Before their conversation got very far (much to Zara’s frustration), the tree saw the Fetch, stepped over Zara and Alyce, and walked up to the Fetch. The tree spoke to the Fetch and the Fetch disappeared.
As Tufel exited the building, the party gathered up the book and the store owner and left while the talking tree watched the building in the meadow burn.
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