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Players for this game: Bromern Sal, Eol Fefalas, Nomad D2, Hammer
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A Curious Letter

The Owl
A Local Pub in Markham
Town Hall Meeting
Thursday Night
August 25, 2016


Pastor Preston Prowler purposefully made his way back to his table, satisfied that he had delivered his message to the gathered throng in such a way that one or more attendees would approach him and share some vital information, regarding the 'Man in White'.

People flood up to Pastor Prestons’ table, some laughing and calling you pastor bullock and just happy to interact with you. Some ask for prayers concerning family and some come up to you with worries concerning their relative falling into sin. Only a handful of people actually come up to talk about the man in white, and they speak in whispers. A concerned secretary at a highschool informs you of the man in white lurking around and the tragedy that occurred. Others have theories that it’s the devil sent to lead those into sin. Another has the theory that he steals someones soul and thats why the start to sin.

Preston was courteous to each individual as they crowded around his table. He joked good-naturedly with those who merely wanted to interact with the famous 'Pastor Bulloch' by either catcalls or friendly banter.

He even took the time to sign a few autographs and pose with 'admirers' as they snapped selfies with their cell phones and posted the photos to their Facebook pages.

Preston provided comforting words of encouragement to those who expressed concerns for relatives who had fallen into sin.

He listened intently to the whispered bits of information regarding the Man in White, including the secretary of a high school, who gave him some detailed information and rumors of said subject of interest lurking around the school grounds and of the tragedy that had occurred.

Preston was patient as he listened to the various theories that were presented to him, regarding the intent and purpose of what the mysterious figure was doing and why he was doing it.

Most of his prayers for concerned family members were along the lines of: "Heavenly Father, may You grant the Peace that Passes All Understanding to Rule and Reign in the Hearts and Minds of these precious loved ones and their families in the Mighty Name of Jesus, Amen."

Eventually, the information turns more and more useless as people begin to drink more and then the Pastor notices an envelope entitled “For your eyes only. Pastor Preston. -L

Preston nonchalantly looked at the envelope on the table, after the last person had shaken his hand and thanked him for his prayers and kind words.

He took the necessary precautions of discerning whether the envelope had been tampered with a harmful substance, or cursed with some foul oath or spell, before cautiously picking it up for a closer examination.

((OOC: On the basis that the envelope is free of any evidence of tampering or cursings, Preston proceeds to open it and read the contents inside!))

His first thought was 'What a Curious Letter' as he hastily read the contents, then furrowed his eyebrows, as he more intently re-examined the contents of the envelope!

((OOC: Depending upon what is revealed inside the envelope, Pastor Preston will welcome any interaction that Nomad will provide with his character!))


Posted on 2017-02-25 at 21:51:12.
Edited on 2017-02-25 at 21:56:08 by Hammer

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Making a play...

The Owl, a Local Pub in Markham a Suburb in Toronto, Canada. Thursday, August 28th, 2016.

“But, Norman,” turning so that he can rest his elbows on the bartop, he draws the beer to his lips and takes a quick swig. “You said there was this Man in White and then you start referring to ‘They’ like there’s a group of them. There more than one, man?”

“I… I don’t know. There has to be more than one of them. There’s no way one of… those things could be spreading this much mayhem. I… I haven’t seen more of them though… Just the one.” His shoulders drop slightly.

“I see.” Resolving another swig, Colum studies a particularly fine-looking waitress bussing a table. “And why do you suppose the crowd up there wasn’t exactly eager to discuss this fellow—this country gent walking around in a white suit?”

“They’re afraid! Afraid of seeing the truth. The devil sits on their doorstep and they refuse to do anything about it! Call me crazy… They’re the crazy ones for not seeing! His breathing starts getting heavy as he says this very heatedly in a low voice.

“Not very neighborly, if you ask me.” Grinning, the biker glances at his conversation companion and jokes, “I thought all you Canadians were supposed to be fine apologetic people.”

He pauses and then lets out a soft chuckle. “Well.. We were better than this but.. This whole thing has got us scared. If you stick around, I can show you some of our canadian hospitality” A very toothy grin.

Downing the remainder of his original beer, the biker turns just enough to set the bottle on the scarred wood surface of the bar and pick up the new bottle that Misty had dropped off. “Where’ve you seen this Man in White devil, Norman? I want to steer clear of trouble and if the Devil’s in town I can assure you that I don’t want to meet him.”

“Well... They say he is all around town. Strip clubs, casinos, bars, schools. I’ve heard of sightings everywhere! But some of those came from kids so I don’t know how trustworthy they are.”

“I appreciate it,” hoisting the beer, the biker offers a salute before taking a swig. “Anything else you think I should know about? Just rolled into town and was thinking of sticking around for a bit, maybe pick up an odd job or two, ya know?”

He pauses for a moment and then says “well you picked a bad time to roll into town then. I might be able to scrounge up a place for you if you’re looking for a cheap place to stay. I’m in construction.. I might be a bit old but I sure as hell can still help out!

“You’ve been a scholar and a gentleman, Norman,” Colum sincerely offers while skipping over imposing upon the old man’s hospitality. “You gonna be all right? Can I escort ya home, call you a cab, anything?”

Norm gives Colum a very happy grin and says “I think I’m gonna be fine. Thank you so much for listening to me. I feel better knowing that you’re around.”

“Well, I don’t know about that, but it’s been a pleasure. You want to know what’s going on in a place, I say you talk with the folks who’ve been around for a while.” The information that the old codger had provided is not very helpful but there’s no use in pressing the fellow further. The problem with most cases, Colum has discovered, is that they are usually slow to get into. Details are difficult to come up with and witnesses who have seen the supernatural are reluctant to talk lest they be treated like old Norman here. There’s also the fine balance of knowing what to ask and when or being defined as a crazed outsider and shunned outright (or run out of town). Norman has served his purpose for now. Perhaps Colum would return to him as a source, but for the time being it would appear that the Man in White was the point of focus. What he is as yet undefined though his purpose does seem to resonate around locations where sin is taking place, or sinful behavior is likely taking place. Frankly, it mention of the Man in White hadn’t happened, Colum might have dismissed this whole neighborhood meeting as a preacher’s work to draw the People together. But now, now the biker has something that intrigues him, something to hunt.

Lifting the beer to his lips once more, the rough man drains it and allows the warmth of the low alcohol content to course through his chest before opening his eyes and nodding to the bar tender his thanks. Leaving the bottle on the bar, he gives the old man a friendly pat on the shoulder and turns to make his way up the stairs once more. The traffic exiting the rooftop meeting place is practically non-existent so he surmises the meeting must still be underway. In his estimation, the next place to continue the investigation is to get to know the victims. What did they all have in common? What linked them to this Man in White? Who better to start with than their confessor, the preacher running the show?

Climbing to the open air space once more, McRath eyes the occupants of the space while attempting to glean something from the nearby conversations and determining his next move. Being a transient with no ties to the community doesn’t engratiate him to the local pastoral leadership and having been caught just arriving in town didn’t provide him with much in the way of options as far as alternate identities to pull from. Most of the fake IDs he’d ever worked with are burned anyhow, but he would have liked a couple of options.

Ambling through the gathered masses he picks up a drink and some finger food from the table and finds himself close to Pastor Prowler. Time to settle on his new identity.

“Evening, Pastor,” Colum rumbles in his deep voice. “Just arrived in town, working the circuit as a Biker Club Pastor and documenting possible churches around the northern hemisphere where bikers such as myself who love to travel would be welcome in their worship. Name’s Ephraim O’Malley, out of Chicago. I heard what was said and am wondering if this is something I should warn my fellow sons and daughters of the Lord away from. Partly, it seems as though these incidents are a little shocking, but no less surprising than those found in any community where people have secrets. I mean,” Colum affects a cavernous chuckle to soften what he says next, “with my kind of people, drinking, womanizing, etc. well, it kind of comes with the territory. What am I missing here? If you don’t mind me asking, one man of the cloth to another.”




Posted on 2017-02-27 at 13:18:10.

   
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