Dark Things Chapter 1 Turn 5
Adventurers
Ivor as Emlyn, John as Dexter, Kitty, Paul and Wendy - they are currently in the adventure doing stuff that Emlyn does not know about yet.
Character:
Emlyn Cadoc
Settings:
Rules: d20 rules Interaction: ‘Go
for it!’
Profession:
Reporter at the Wyndham Whistle
Player:
Ivor Cogdell
Description:
Young with an innocent smile. Aged 23, Male.
STR:
14 DEX: 15 CON: 14 INT: 14 POW: 13 APP: 11 SIZ: 13 EDU: 12 MOVE: 9
LUCK: 11 SAN: 65 MP: 13 HP: 13
Attacks:
1 Punch
Punch:
(-1 to hit) doing 1d3+1d4+1
Skills:
Photography 60%, Acting: 50%, Writing: 60%, Credit Rating: 50%,
Dodge: 57%, Drive Auto: 20%, Brawling: 45%, Welsh Language: 21%,
Advanced English: 20%, Library Use: 40%, Research: 70%, Gather
Information: 40%, Diplomacy: 40%, Sense Motive: 40%
Equipment:
Smart office suit, boots, notebook and pen, wallet with about £20
and the keys to a Land Rover! Fire extinguisher CO2 (next to the seat
in reception), Press card, bottle of water
Turn
5 – The Gathering Storm – 1pm Saturday June 18th
1983
Emlyn
smirks when Ramsay gives the translation of “SOS, What the Flip,
Help”
Emlyn
continues “Just about sums up our day”.
Ram
asks ”Leg it to the pub?”
Emlyn
shakes his head and says quietly, “It’s not worth the risk, these
guys are trigger happy lunatics. They would take us down for just
blinking in the wrong direction”
“Tell
our mate next door to stay put and hide someplace, we will get him
when we can. Get any info you can from him, name and so on”
Ram
turns to Tom the constable and whispers ‘Let’s see if we can make
contact, I’ll give you a dot and a dash and you tap your truncheon
on the wall and we’ll see if we can get some answers about what the
hell is happening’
Emlyn
continues “I’ll go and distract the Colonel”.
Suddenly
the hotel reception door opens and a bronzed man mountain walks in as
snow and the cold wind follow him into the relative warmth of the
reception room,
The
guard near the door backs away, covering the newcomer with his
weapon.
‘Where
did you come from and who are you?” demands the soldier. The
Colonel glances across at the commotion whilst continuing to talk on
the radio.
The
large man raises his hands in surprise before the soldier and says,
"Where the hell did I come from? The BUS Man, I'm the Bus
Driver, Dexter!! Where the hell did you all come from and why you got
guns and shit?"
The
young smartly dressed man approaches the colonel asking “Colonel,
would it be ok for Marion to see Thomas, just to put her mind at
rest, it would give her something to do.”
At
this point the receptionist Marion gets up and walks calmly past the
Colonel heading down the corridor with the first-aid kit!
‘Erm,
young lady, stop!’ shouts the Colonel, ‘It’s my hotel’ she
shouts back and continues down the corridor. Meanwhile the Police
Officer continues to tap his baton, this time against the wall.
Dexter
nods at the other civilians and asks the soldier "And who the
hell are all these people?" before walking slowly over to the
group and saying, "And who the hell are all you people?"
“I’m
officer Tom Egar, erm…Ramsay, what comes next?”
“A
dot, Tom” replies Ramsay, the older fellow who remains seated
scribbling some message in his notebook while Tom knocks his baton on
the wall.
“Erm,
Colonel, orders please!’ shouts the soldier as he covers Dexters
movements.
The
Colonel frowns ‘Concentrate on the door soldier, reinforcements are
nearly here’
The
young man continues to annoy the Colonel asking “Can I use the
other line to my paper, I am overdue to check in I won’t say
anything about the situation here, unless you say so.”
The
Colonel snaps “Sure, feel free Emlyn. Hey, miss I said stop!”
Marion
shouts over her shoulder “and I said I’m going to help my boss!”
The
Colonel smiles and says into the radio “Friendly on way to store
room, hold your fire, I say again friendly”
The
Telephone Conversation
Emlyn
wanders over to the reception phone and carefully picking it up
listens for a dialing tone before speaking:
“Hi
Laura, Emlyn here, Tell Arty I won’t make it back to the office in
time for our meeting, the land rovers’ playing up again. Aunt
Margaret says hello, I saw her in the cake shop.” Code
phrase – I’m in trouble.
Laura
“Thanks for letting us know Emlyn. The cake shop is nice but is
closed” Code
phrase – The office is not safe.
“Oh,
nice. Is she ok?”
Laura
“She’s fine” Code
phrase – we’re okay here.
“Yes,
but her ankle is playing up so she doesn’t get about much.” Code
Phrase – Held.
Laura
“Her feet aren’t much good either” Code
Phrase – we’re held as well!
“Her
Roger has gone to Greece, got a great deal on a hotel, so she said.
Lucky devil, first skiing and now this” Hint.
Hotel and snow.
“You
mean Roger, the guy in the army” Code
Phrase – The army has us in lockdown.
“I’ll
see you in the Bull when I get this rust bucket moving. Cheerio, now”.
“Bye”.
After
the telephone conversation
“Thanks
for that, Colonel”. Emlyn calls over his appreciation, but the
Colonel is far too busy on his radio that is squawking rapidly.
Dexter
continues grilling Officer Tom and Ramsay:
"Why
is it snowing?" “No bloody idea” snaps Ramsay, “A dash
dammit, Tom, I said a dash!”
"Why
aren't these Army guys out there helping at the plane crash?”
Ramsay responds “There’s aviation fuel and it caused me and Tom
to pass out when we went near the wreck”
Officer
Tom follows up with a loud “This isn’t normal I tell you, not
normal at all”
“Well
it wasn’t normal you trying to shoot the crew” snaps an angry
Ram.
“You
say dot or dash to me one more time” says Officer Tom to Ramsay
“and I’ll put a bleeding big dash on your head!”
Emlyn
tries to take the Colonels attention away from the loud conversation
between Dexter, Officer Tom and Ramsay by asking
“So,
who or what is this Majestic Land One that’s coming over to help?
It looks like you have everything you need for a bank robbery or
anything else. Why haven’t you chaps gone upstairs to see if they
can find him?”
The
Colonel looks grimly at Emlyn responding “You’ll soon find out!”
The
argument continues to get more heated as Dexter looks at the
Policeman tapping his baton and says, "You might wanna put that
away before you hurt yourself!"
“You
guys do realise I’m a Policeman” shouts Tom, “Show me some
bleeding respect!” Dexter backs off a bit as the officer shouts “No
more bloody dots!!!”
Ramsay
“Shush, jeez, just be quiet for a moment will you!”
Emlyn
strolls over to the main doors, with his hands in plain sight, to see
what is going on outside.
“One
of my mates is in the army, The 15th
Infantry Brigade, the one with the Insignia of a falcon. What your
name, Soldier?” Emlyn asks the young soldier on guard at the door.
“Just
call me Charlie the Tango killer” replies the solder, clearly a
little unnerved by the atmosphere building in the reception.
“Been
in the service long? Seen anywhere nice?” Emlyn adds.
Dexter
suddenly shouts out “Have you got any food?"
Tom
the Policeman shouts “We could always ask next door, it’s a bar
and grill”
Ramsay,
“Shut up, you idiot!”
Emlyn
wanders back over Ramsay, Tom and Dexter and whispers “You won’t
believe what’s going on out there!” Emlyn goes on to provide a
description of what he saw.
Outside
of the hotel – Turn 5
Now
parked outside and abandoned are the police car, a taxi, a land rover
and a blue bus. Behind these vehicles is now parked a jeep and a
lorry from which troops have climbed and are spreading out across the
car park. They are moving cautiously around the back of the hotel and
adjoining bar and grill.
Three
men have climbed out of the jeep, all dressed in bright yellow hazmat
suits. They’re moving toward the hotel each carrying a box and a
stretcher.
Further
back, at the crash site, a crane on the back of a lorry has lifted up
the wreck, which looks vaguely egg shaped – no sign of wings, but
then again they could have been ripped off in the crash. Slowly it
moves the wreck onto the back of a lorry and a tarp is being put in
place to hide the fuselage.
Ramsays
message with the Bar and Grill – Turn 5
Ramsay
relays the secret Morse Code conversation with next door, while
looming over you all Dexter watches with interest, trying to catch up
with the crazy turn of events.
The
best Ramsay can make out from the Morse Code fiasco is that next door
in the Bar and Grill are 3 people, the owner of the bar, a waitress
and an ex-military guy with a sausage dog (at least that seems to be
the description). They’ve locked themselves in and have turned off
the lights.
So,
it doesn’t look like there’s going to be any help coming from
that quarter!
Turn
5a – The Gathering Storm – June 1983
Suddenly
the reception door opens once more and in walk 3 figures dressed in
yellow hazmat suits.
They’re
carrying a fold up stretcher and several boxes. The Colonel indicates
their route of travel and they shamble their way down the corridor
toward the far service room.
Shortly
after a large, severe looking man dressed in civilian attire which is
well suited for the severe weather outside enters the reception,
flanked by two soldiers. The Colonel points in your direction and the
man moves over to you with his arms folded, staring at you intently.
“So
gentlemen, we’re going to have to take you to RAF Wyndham for a
quick medical check over and debrief. I would imagine, if all goes to
plan, that you’ll be returned here tomorrow once the clean-up is
complete.”
He
produces a clip board from a brief case that he’s carrying and
reads from it “During a routine training mission one of the
experimental aircraft out of RAF Wyndham was struck by a surface to
air missile fired by forces unknown. The crew gallantly kept the
aircraft airborne managing a forced landing new New Wyndham Train
Station. During the recovery exercise a second attack was launched
upon the crew of the grounded aircraft and military forces opened
fire to drive off the terrorists”
He
looks severely once more at you, particularly at Ramsay and Emlyn “As
you can imagine this is a major security situation so we would
appreciate you keeping any mention of military action against our
aircraft, just mention mechanical failure – that should do the job”
“Now,
due to the aviation fuel and the possibility of this toxic material
being transferred to your skin, and indeed transferred between you,
we’ll have to take you for medical checks and a quick debrief.
You’ll have comfortable quarters and we’ll inform all necessary
next of kin and work contacts of the situation”
“I
hope you understand the need for this official action. Colonel, are
there anymore?”
You
hear what must be the service door open and the yellow hazmat suited
personnel appear, pushing a fold up stretcher with a figure (assumed
to be Thomas) lay upon it. Marion follows, still holding the
first-aid kit looking very pale.
“Put
him in the lorry and young lady, please take a seat here next to
these guys. We’ll need to get out of here soon”
The
Colonels radio crackles and he calls over “There’s one more at
the back, unconscious”
“Okay”
replies the severe looking man, “we’ll send the Hazmats round to
get that one too”.
“Better
search the upper levels of the hotel just to be sure. Now, gentleman
and lady, ready for a visit to RAF Wyndham for a debrief?”
Regards all,
Ivor Cogdell
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