player plot: chateau d'onterre

[doneisdone]

WHO: Teren, Abby, Clarisse, Julius, Mobius, Redvers, Viktor
WHAT: The Gang Gets Stuck in a Haunted House
WHEN: ~Harvestmere
WHERE: the Emerald Graves
NOTES: Please track the post and keep to one thread, which I will re-up with a new starter periodically!

It's a dark and stormy night.



The party was on their way from the eluvian to a rift at Argon's Lodge, but, having been caught up in an especially nasty squall, has been forced to seek shelter somewhere nearer than either. Lightning flashes, too close for comfort; it illuminates a flash of metal through the overgrown trees, perhaps a sign of civilization. They draw nearer, and are able to identify a large and elaborate gate, hanging slightly ajar. Inviting.

Thunder cracks furiously, and with little choice but to duck within or to remain out in the downpour, the party chooses the former. A short stone walkway leads up to an enormous building, impossibly concealed by the forest and even now partially obscured by mist and rain. Redvers tries the door, a construct tall and grand: it groans open.

The entryway is pitch black as they pile in, the occasional flashes of lightning enough to suggest the accoutrements of a personal dwelling, albeit a large and wealthy one. Julius, the last one inside, has barely drawn his dripping overclothes through the doorway when it slams shut of its own volition, and cannot be opened again.

Down the hall, about ten paces away, a sconce flickers to life.

Comments

[armd]

The door is barred and held shut; the window is impossible to open. Abby watches Clarisse struggle with it and feels something in her stomach sink, cold and awful. To watch her give up on it a moment later is pretty damning: that window's not gonna open. There's probably no point to wasting any more time in this room.

Mobius has disappeared up the stairs. Abby's poised halfway between the stairs and the window, still holding the sconce and candlestick aloft — there's something tugging at her, some bad feeling that says they shouldn't be splitting up.

When she opens her mouth all she says is, "I hate this." The magic Julius casts washes over the window and, to be sure, she takes another step back, gaze automatically going to Clarisse.

[doneisdone]

Julius' spell shimmers against the window, and energy crackles in a manner that suggests he's hit on something: however, whatever magic holds the manor in place is far too powerful to be dispelled by one single mage.

[laruetheday]

Clarisse exhales through her mouth in a frustrated huff as the spell doesn't appear to do any damage. At any rate, the window is still shut. She looks around, meets Teren's gaze with a shrug and then looks back at Abby for a moment before averting her gaze.

This sucks.

"Guess we're going upstairs." She is, at least, following Mobius up, though it seems more due to frustration than curiosity on her part.