knightsoflegend | switzerland ♔ the words tightening around my throat

WHO || Nyna, Cara, Felicity, Stiles
WHAT || The Knights are sent to hear about a prospective job from an art collector
WHERE || Bern, Switzerland
WHEN || April 13th, 2015
HOW || Actionspam

The streets of Bern swell with the myriad sights and scents of its industry: the wood and polish of carpenters' shops, tantalizing aromas wafting from dozens of bakeries, and the heavy oil scent of artists. Meanwhile, hundreds of rich colors give the district an appearance of a holiday festival. The townhouse of Asheron Coyl comes into view, perched on a small rise that overlooks the street. A low fence covered in vines abuts the street. A gate opens onto a flagstone path that wends past frozen flower beds, fountains, and sculpted shrubs to the front doors. A bell hangs next to the gate, reading "Please ring bell" in several languages. With an 11 disguise check, Nyna didn't really bother to dress all fancy, opting instead for her paladin armor, sorry guys. She can be the sexy bodyguard.

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[ "Er... through... the kitchen, I imagine? I don't understand. What-- what harm could a painting be?" ]

Allow us to ensure your safety and we shall inspect the painting so that you will not find the same fate as the other owner. [She tries to look as serious as this matter requires. (action pt, Intimidate 19)]

We do not have much time.

[Felicity reaches for her phone and texts Stiles, saying that they're going to head out through the kitchen, and then turns back to Belfor with a nod.]

Please. We just don't want anyone to get hurt.

[ he doesn't look like he's ready to protest, just looks confused and (understandably) freaked out about his house possibly being on fire????

"Of course, of course, but my house--" ]

[Oh... right, the alarm.]

The fire department is on the way. I am sure your property will be salvaged.

[She nods in agreement.]

And it will be all the safer once we determine whether or not the painting is what we think it is.

[ he nods hesitantly, and then leads them out through the kitchen towards the outside, allowing them to carry out the still wrapped painting as the people run out the other exits in a panic. as they head out they would pass a painting that depicts the host standing with asheron coyl and a gray-haired woman. ]

[Felicity catches that as they move (spot 16) and pauses, frowning at the painting for only a moment, before moving on and heading towards the exit so that they can take care of this. She's also hoping that Stiles and Nyna will meet them there.]

[Cara will help keep people moving the right way, instead of trying to follow them, because more people this way is not good. She just shoos them toward the rest of the fleeing people and will head to the exit too. She doesn't notice any painting.]

[Stiles only got a 13 spot so idek if he saw then leave. BUT THAT DOESNT MATTER BC FELICITY TEXTED HIM WHOOPS. He nudged Nyna and points toward the kitchen so they can head that way too and meet the rest of the gang.]

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[ they all make it outside together, where belfor is fretfully looking back at his building like he expects it to burst into flames in front of his eyes.

"Now would someone please tell me what's going on here?"

nyna nods at the covered painting, looking to cara and felicity. ] That it?

[Felicity nods as the painting is placed on the ground and she gestures for them all to stand back.]

Asheron Coyl is dead because someone - we think the same person who delivered this painting to you - gave him a painting that had some kind of paint creature inside it. We just don't want the same thing to happen to you.

[He leans over to Nyna and says quietly:]

I'm thinking we should burn it?

[ she nods. ] Care to do the honors?

[ belfor scratches his head, fretfully stepping back from the painting. "I have seen many artists attempt to take revenge on me in the past, but this is a new low." ]

[Felicity pauses for the moment, shifting so that she was standing between Belfor and the painting, just in case it decided to spring to life, before glancing back to the man in confusion because ... what?]

Why are artists taking revenge on you, exactly?

[Sadly, Stiles doesn't have a lighter on him :( So for now, he'll just wait for Felicity to pry more info out of the guy.]

[Cara also does not have a lighter. She doesn't exactly have pockets on this thing. She glances to the crowd in the distance, trying to see if she sees anyone opting to smoke while they wait for the fire department. (except she crit failed her spot check...)]

[ belfor snorts, stroking his mustache.

"Because of my profession, naturally. I'm an art critic, a well-respected one. As was Asheron, actually. Is he really... did something really kill the old boy?" ] I'm afraid so. [ when nyna says that no one has anything to burn it with, she just asks belfor, who does have a lighter. holding the flame to the edge of the cloth, they stand back as it bursts into flame. a listen check of 15+ is enough to hear a strange, unearthly screech as it burns, so faint that it almost sounds like it's in their imagination. ]

[Felicity definitely hears that (listen 29), and her eyes dart to the painting for a moment, almost as though she's expecting flammable killer octopi to make their way out of the painting to exact their revenge, but still questions Belfor all the same.]

There's a painting in the hallway that we passed on the way out - you, Asheron and a gray-haired woman. Who is she? She may be another target.

[Cara hears it as well ( listen 19 ) and it makes her feel uneasy. She's never been fond of magic and this definitely seems to fall into that realm.]

[ "Eleazonna Gertwright. Another well-known critic in the business. You really think she might--"

nyna looks at the others with a frown, and then asks him: ] Do you know where she lives?

[ he nods. "14 Burgandy Wine Terrace." ]

[Felicity nods but she also remembers there being two wrapped packages in that limo.]

Is there anyone else? Any other art critics in the area that may be in trouble? We have reason to believe there were two paintings left.

[ "No one of equal prominence to us, no," he says, s-so modest. ]

Then let's hope we can catch this guy at Gertwright's. Come on. We don't have a lot of time to waste.

[She nods in agreement before taking a step back to lead the team out.]

Thank you. Sorry about the party.

[Stiles needs zero invitation. He's taking off to blow this popsicle stand and head to the next house.]

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silverguardian - 2015-05-31 16:27 (UTC) - Expand