The Fall of House Pancrazio Chapter Three

[Varrus the Ethical]

"Wait...a ghost? What kind of ghost? I ask just on the off chance that I'm not losing my mind, I may have just been accosted by one in the larder above us" Sebastian says, pointing up for emphasis.

[Lord Skybolt]

Standing with his back to every one else keeping on the look out for trouble it seems is a tall black haired Sithican Elf wearing fine tooled studded leather armor and a Heavy wooden shield readied on his right arm . With 2 exotic looking blades sheathed on his person . On hearing the exchange with Tristan he turns to Sebastian "I'm Tahl, we can get to more complete introductions later as the ghost they are talking about made all of us run away except for me and Julian ."pointing out Julian for him and with that he goes back to keeping a look out for trouble .

[ewancummins]

''To us, the ghost appeared as a boy.''

[Varrus the Ethical]

"Really? All I heard was a voice, "hurts" it said, then the fumes and blood came. Well, with Ezra's help, I can provide some protection from whatever may be lurking down here. Lead the way and I will provide what assistance I can."

[PathOfDreams]

Also with his back turned, a tall yet slender silhouette stands at the furthest extent of the group. Sebastien can see the figure holds a longblade in his right fist held loosely; a simple torch is brandished in his left. The figure stands square in the passageway without motion.

[ewancummins]

Tristan asks Sebastian,


''You can protect against ghosts?''

[Varrus the Ethical]

"Ezra allows me to turn away weaker undead, including ghosts. I am also granted spells that can ward you from their sight. However this is very dependent on how powerful this ghost is"

[RocEter]

Julian walks into large room, to see what is holding up the rest of the group.

When he sees his younger brother, he walks past everyone up to his brother, adjust his cloth around his eye and his headband.

"Brother? How in Ezra did you get here?" he asks.

[ewancummins]

''He came down that ladder.''

Tristan, helpfully, points to the ladder.

[Griselda]

Stunned and shaken from her rough landing, Agna wipes rain and hair from her face, trying to clear her vision as the rain begins pelting her in earnest. Something stings on her left side and she hisses in pain, but a quick examination shows that her hip is merely scraped and not too deeply, praise Ezra. She sits up, trying to pull herself back to the here and now and collect her scrambled thoughts. It is then she sees Emilio pinned under the wreck, and for a terrible moment she cannot breathe, her mind utterly blank. His moan jolts her into a gasp, and she scrambles across the wet ground to reach him. She can't think of a single clear thing to say or think, only a feeling of sheeting white horror: Ezra no please no not him...

Reaching Emilio's side, Agna frantically scans the scene, trying to figure out what to do. Obviously he's hurt too badly to get back to the manor without help. Can she heave the wreck off him? No, don't be stupid! It's an hour out from the manor -- it could be two hours more before she can return with any help. And Ezra alone knows what would happen if she tried screaming for help out on this road. Dammit, Agna, think! she screams to herself. Do something or he'll die!

She briefly notes the fog, turns away with her attention on Emilio, then abruptly looks back as something about this fog strikes a chord of unease. Like thunderstorms or the stars at night, fog and its relatives have long been part of the natural wonders she embraced to soothe her own innate wildness. But... did mist ever creep like this, even on the wettest day or most sultry night? She gropes for a piece of the splintered wood, a rock, any potential weapon to keep at hand. Whatever fear makes her fingers tremble does not reach the cold iron will to keep one of the few she loves from further harm.

[Varrus the Ethical]

Julian walks into large room, to see what is holding up the rest of the group.

When he sees his younger brother, he walks past everyone up to his brother, adjust his cloth around his eye and his headband.

"Brother? How in Ezra did you get here?" he asks.

Looking at his brother in surprise, Sebastian turns to face him

"Julian! Holy Ezra! What happened to your eye?... Well, I suppose this is not the safest place for that conversation. Mr. Appleman is right, I came down that ladder from the larder. If this was not such a dark situation, it would demand a joke about descending from the heavens.

Sebastian says the last part with a smile despite his still burning lungs, putting his right hand on his brother's left shoulder.

"It has been too long elder brother" he finally says

[ewancummins]

While the two brothers enjoy their unexpected reunion, Tristan searches the area for any clues, signs of recent use or passage,etc.

[ewancummins]

Tristan continues to search the area for clues or signs of anything unusual.

[Lord Skybolt]

Tahl is still keeping alert for trouble also while the brothers have their little reunion .

[JMaytr]

As Tahl looks around, on alert for trouble, he suddenly feels a tugging at his left hand. Looking quickly at the source, Tahl sees that the little boy has returned and is holding his hand. The boys sockets are hollow and his face is fat and blue.

"Where is my daddy?"

Tahl recoils quickly. It is obvious that the rest of the group saw and heard nothing. Tahls fingers are sticky and when he looks at them he sees they are covered in blood.