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[Armoured Priest]

He closed his eyes as he pinched the bridge of his nose between his eyes, letting out a sigh. "....Ok, But for the love of the gods please becareful." he said as he put on the mask and cowl. He made sure to strap the machetes and headed out with jacob. "Oh wait, we need to get rid of the blood trail dad left behind." he said as he remembered.

[Thugren]

Jacob shakes his head

" we do not have time.... "

Sighing in frustration he leads you to the kitchen handing your towel

" here."

[Armoured Priest]

"And I do not think that we have the time to deal with a cadre of ghoul hunters being lead by an obvious trail." He sighed as he goes to were cain crawled into the house earlier. " But that is just your paranoid uncle talking." He said as he tried to clean up the red stains as much as he can.

[Thugren]

Jacob tosses something heavy at your side and a human head looks up into your eyes in a deadman stare.

" we should be ok.... But do as you much uncle... I will go make sure there are no more gribbles and bits scattered about."

He walks from your side looking over the length of the blood trail.

[Armoured Priest]

"And he complains when I make a mess." he sighed and he shook his head as he picked up the head. He goes to wipe up the trail of blood as best he could with one hand, and decided to burn the evidence in his other hand, not wanting to leave any trail as much as possible.

Spoiler

1d100 rolled for a total of: 83 (83)

[Thugren]

You manage to burn away the evidence and Jacob leads you into the seedy underbelly of the city.

" you have three options for the dealers... The brothel, the chem labs, or their store fronts.... Each have their own dangers uncle."

[Armoured Priest]

"Right, because nothing can be simple." He said under his breath as he considered the options to hit up. He looks to jacob. "What sorts of hazards are talking about neffe?" He asked, hoping to have an idea of each option before choosing.

[Thugren]

jacob watches the city with disintrest, hiss stare thousands of yards away.

"each has its own type of guards, pros and cons.

the brothel is the leas defended but you cant expect a big haul...The other are protected by thugs or peacekeepers but will give the best for waht your looking for."

[Armoured Priest]

"Hmmm, we will need enough so we have the time to hunt down a geodial device. But I do not exactly like the idea putting you in the line of fire either." he thought aloud as he thought. "Although I'm pretty sure he would be mad if I did that, or if I brought you to a brothel....even though I think I was your age when Großvater did the same." he said under his breath as he thinks back. 'Buy you maybe become a lighting rod for an angry schwester Jessica.' a voice reminded him. "In either case, I am not going win." he said to it. "Bumsen Sie es, to the Brothel, I am going to share with you my childhood memory and I doubt you will ever forget."he said with a smirk. "Even if your father will kill me when we get back." he added with a chuckle.

[Thugren]

Jacob raises his eyebrow but follows quietly as you navigate the streets. Within a mile you can see a sign pointing to a large building called

" nine hells"


Jacob points to a long line of patrons wrapping g around the block.


" seems like a busy night."

The door has two bouncers guarding it, both double your size with arms as big as tree trunks

[Armoured Priest]

"Dear gods I did not think they made units that size." he said looking at the bouncers, and he was tall himself. "Hmm, maybe we should knock on the back door." he said with a smirk as they go look for a way to get around to the back without an audience.

[Thugren]

Jacob rolls his eyes and a woman comes from the line and grabs your arm.

" your name Is dimitri ... She is Helena ... Follow me uncle."


Jacob grunts walking to the bouncers

[Armoured Priest]

"Wait....what?" He said looking at the woman and then back to Jacob. He shrugs as he follows. 'Just how many and what ablilities do you have?' he asked to himself in his head.

[Thugren]

More than you know uncle..."

Jacobs voice answers as he leads you into the club without opposition.


Once inside he slumps into a chair gripping his head, as if waking from a dream the girl lets you go and walks off.

The brothel is opulent. Cushioned chairs , private booths and a bar surround you. In the center of the room is a downward spiral staircase that reads...

" first floor... Bondage..."

[Armoured Priest]

Upon seeing the sign, the voices started a chant. 'Sticks and stones may break your bones, but whips and chains excite..' "You are not finishing that with him able to hear it." he immediatly cut off the voices. He looked down to jacob. "Hey, you feeling ok neffe?" he asked, seeing him holding his head.

[Thugren]

Jacob grips your forearm and all at once a scream rushes into your mind.

Something feral and powerful is hearing every grunt, plea, admonition in the brothel. It stirs the presence like a toruturers prod and you notice the shadows beneath Jacobs feet beginning to writhe.

" he's...... Waking up ..."

[Armoured Priest]

"Well that is not gut." He said, realizing the kind of hell that is about to be release any moment now. "Risperdal, risperdal, risperdal, where the hell are the dealers..." he said as he looked around the room, hoping to gods that there is still some time. "Come on, we are either finding a quieter area, or out of here then." he said as he tried to get jacob out, keeping an eye out for any dealers on the way out.

Spoiler

1d100 rolled for a total of: 92 (92)

[Thugren]

You spot some of the dealers walking down the stair case as Jacobs eyes close in pain.

" hurry...."

[Armoured Priest]

"I will be back soon." he assures him. He goes to the spiral staircase to follow the dealers, keeping a hand on one of his ghoulbone machetes just in case.

[Thugren]

The second floor makes dek squeal in delight . The sounds of pain and rapture fill the air as you walk into the pitch dark hallway .

There are booths on either side if you , and as you move you can see the dealers turning the corner under a sign that reads sadism