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Waddley wrote:your Highness Sir Dr. Loredoctor, PhD, Esq, the Magnificent, First of his name, Second Cousin of Dragons, White-Gold-Plate Wielder!
The smell of the ocean drifts down quiet, decaying streets, carried in the warm night air. In the distance, Palepoint lighthouse looms over the faded and broken buildings of old town, the structure stark and gaunt like a finger bone reaching into the black sky. Occasionally, a weak light flashes from the peak of the tower. Nothing stirs in this part of town, although some windows are lit from within by jaundiced lamps.Ivan Karpenku wrote:"Okay. You get your little friends be ready for job tomorrow. I go take care of rivals."
Ivan smiles cheerfully, and waves at the group of boys, then turns and walks away to the East. On Ivan's normally grim face, the expression isn't as cheerful as he'd intended. One of the boys thought briefly that the Russian was about to run over and kill them all. Perhaps Ivan's hunger showed through more than he'd hoped, but when they saw him walking away, they all relaxed.
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Ivan makes his way East, towards the lighthouse. He takes an approach somewhat to the south, getting to the waterline a bit west of the lighthouse, then heading along the water towards the tall building.
... I don't want to go near the docks at this point. Just in case that Gangrel is there and recognizes me... I guess officially, the Lighthouse is his territory as well, and I shouldn't be killing anybody or feeding here. But several of his people will be dying soon enough, so I'm not very worried about what he'll think of some punk kids...
As he approaches the lighthouse, he slows down to keep an eye out for enemies. As he'd walked, with the thought that he'd get to feed shortly in the front of his mind, his hunger started to rise. When he got closer, training asserted itself, and he started being cautious. But the voice of his hunger started to argue. He was starting to see the red at the edges of his vision.
...MUST FEED NOW...
...Not yet. Check for sentries... witnesses. Can't screw up everything just because I'm hungry...
If Ivan wanted to maintain some control, he'd have to handle this quickly. Otherwise, the hunger might take over, and he'd end up killing some of them while the rest ran away and told the authorities.
Waddley wrote:your Highness Sir Dr. Loredoctor, PhD, Esq, the Magnificent, First of his name, Second Cousin of Dragons, White-Gold-Plate Wielder!
Before he gets to the lighthouse itself, he starts to head north and cruises the area for the six youths.Loremaster wrote:You can find the group near the eastern part of Old Town, right near the lighthouse. There are about six of them."
Waddley wrote:your Highness Sir Dr. Loredoctor, PhD, Esq, the Magnificent, First of his name, Second Cousin of Dragons, White-Gold-Plate Wielder!
Waddley wrote:your Highness Sir Dr. Loredoctor, PhD, Esq, the Magnificent, First of his name, Second Cousin of Dragons, White-Gold-Plate Wielder!
Any noticable weapons?Loremaster wrote:Seven youths are positioned around a bonfire, drinking and eating.
Are they standing guard, or just more comfortable standing?Loremaster wrote:Two of the are standing, beer bottles in hands - one looking in his direction the other to the lighthouse.
... FEED!Loremaster wrote:The rest sit facing the fire. It does not appear that they have seen him.
Waddley wrote:your Highness Sir Dr. Loredoctor, PhD, Esq, the Magnificent, First of his name, Second Cousin of Dragons, White-Gold-Plate Wielder!