multiversallogs | Mission Delta

Who: List forthcoming.
What: Getting a lantern.
Where: Spatters.
When: NOW. This thread will likely cover a few days.
Warnings: To be updated.

Dear Mission Delta,

So you're going in to Spatters to deal with actual people. Actual confrontation how about that. Well don't feel too bad or too glad, these guys hardly count as Citizens but that's on them. They have apparently collected a significant number of neat and cleverful things, all of which you may keep should you come across them. All exempt for the lantern your gods require of course. Don't come back without it.

Your boons for this mission are as follow:

A Weapons Cache - I haven't personally gone through every single item in this collection but I am told they are for pacification and non-lethal if you hold them right. Who knows what happens if you hold them wrong.

Ward Breaking Talismans - You will not be kept safe from hexes, but you will be able to break through most protective spells and also bonus: you can touch the talisman to objects and people to see if they are what they seem to be. Pretty useful.

Spatters is in a constant sad state of affairs. It's not a neighbourhood into which respectable citizens often travel, and it is easy to see why; there seem to be mostly cracked houses and smashed windows, half-tents and shanties made up by discarded materials. This is where Baedal's rejects end up, the half-wits, the psychotics who cannot function in the City and those who can't deal with shifted reality. It's also a home to those who have business they wish to keep out of the public eye. Man-eaters and predators of different stripes are known to stalk Spatters. The streets are eerily empty, but perhaps the people here are so used to hiding that they hardly ever seen.

The House have a building in the area, and it is not far away from the basement that has been pointed out as host to the Candlelighter hideout. The place is likely to be occupied, and the occupants are likely to expect hostile company.

Threaded | Flat

After receiving Ceith and then Arthur's message, Njoki quickly packed a few essentials into a rucksack and made her way over to the Mog Hill Temple. She knows she's no good in a fight, but at least she might be able to do something with the talismans.

Spatters itself has been described in the post, so if you want a refresher, look up to the top of the page.

The Candlelighter house is an old brick building (http://i.imgur.com/RLFOQ.jpg) stolen from some urban area. What was once yellowish brown brick is now stained nearly black with smoke and exhaust that can hardly have originated in Baedal.

It might at some point have been some sort of industrial building closed down in the Earthly 1950s before it got stolen, but now it is appears deserted and full of trash. And Candlelighters, apparently.

BE CAREFUL EVERY DOOR AND WINDOW HAS BEEN WARDED TO SEND AN ALARM. Also be careful with whatever light sources are being used -- certain hallways are charmed with a particularly nasty hex that can turn shadows into prowling shades if fed enough light and heightened emotions.

Across from the Candlelighter House, there's a fairly filthy and nondescript brownstone-style porch. To one side, there's a window well (http://foundation.repairwinnipeg.ca/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/WindowWellsAcc_hdr.jpg) that stinks of old garbage and urine, and to the other, the well is blocked over with old cardboard 'coated' in something like cellophane and duct tape.

Edited 2011-08-02 01:25 (UTC)

Upon entering the Candlelighter House, it's clear that there's little of interest on the ground floor: a few pamphlets scattered about, a solar panel angled to catch one of the rare rays of sunlight let in through the boarded windows, and empty bedrolls haphazardly pushed up against the wall.

The kitchen has a little food in it, but it looks as if whoever has been living there has been reduced to rice and beans with a little weak tea. Perhaps it hasn't been safe to go out shopping? For those familiar with it, there's a strong feeling that the people of this building have felt themselves under siege.

In the kitchen, there's a small, twisting staircase, angled down toward the basement. Just approaching the door, there's a strong scent of wet earth, mouldy papers, and decay.

To the right of the entranceway, there's a narrow, twisting staircase that leads to the upper floors of the house. The lights are out and the windows boarded over with layers of wood and cardboard, all reinforced thin strips of burnished aluminum cut from cans. It's a curious luxury in a metal-starved city.

On the walls, someone has painted elongated figures in dark shades of brown and black with wide, white concentric circle eyes.

Pre-Mission: At the Temple

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Group Awesome: Look-out

Group Bad-Ass: Basement

Group Candyland: Upstairs and Attic