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[IC - Vas] Lost and Found.

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GM
GM, 247 posts
Sun 2 Dec 2018
at 06:59
  • msg #1

[IC] Lost and Found

The city was awash with crime and items were routinely "lost" and found constantly. Yet, there were a few items so valuable and their owners so powerful that the theft had been legendary.
Some items had been lost for centuries.
Vasati the Infinite
player, 23 posts
HP: 9/9, AC: 2
Sun 2 Dec 2018
at 08:02
  • msg #2

[IC] Lost and Found

Vasati the Infinite strode out of the Saint's a new man.

That was technically the truth, in a roundabout way of speaking.  His life up until that point had been almost entirely based on dancing the fine line of such technicalities, and was as an ingrained part of him as could be imagined.  It was the air he breathed, it was the cobblestones under his feet, it was the whispers on every street corner just begging him to drink his fill and uncover every last one of their secrets.

He listened to them now.

Somewhere out in the world, something one of the families referred to as "the bits" had gone missing.  He'd never heard of such an artifact, but the truth was that he had been away far longer than he wanted to admit to anyone, including himself.  Had it really been all those centuries he'd spent lost wandering in the endlessly shifting halls of the Estervault?  It felt almost ridiculous to think about now, like it had happened to someone else.  In many ways, it had.  Now though, now it was his time to reclaim everything that had been lost, and anything else he set his will too.  The self styled Doctor of Death had seemed an interesting enough character, and Vasati still had half of her wares to try, once he was safely back within his lair.  He'd do his best to ingratiate himself to her, establish connections to her burgeoning network.  That meant infiltrating the guild, and to do that?  He needed a little flash.

Finding a stolen relic that none had heard so much of a whisper of in heavens knows how long?  What was life without a little challenge to it, was Vasati not the Lord of Lost Things?
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GM
GM, 249 posts
Sun 2 Dec 2018
at 09:04
  • msg #3

[IC] Lost and Found

The Bits - You get an image of a large cave in the howler deserts. Is someone.. looking back at you? You see dark hooded figures staring impassively, and eldrich symbols. The bits is the least known of these items. All that is known was that Del Schiavone said that the item had been used for magical research in their little college in the mountains, and then vanished along with some of their members, and they'd very much like the item back. Their soothsayers had said that it was very important that the item be found.

The Arch Key - Is locked away in the vault on one of the family estates (Falchetto) away from the city. You have it's location. It was said to have been created during the pre-sundering days and was a symbol of authority given to the Patrian general who ruled the place. It was stolen by the Mayor after he was found guilty of treason (who received it as a ceremonial item of office). They never found either.

[OOC] Those are the first two. The Arch Key is not technically in the city, but it's very close. Want to keep checking more? [OOC]
Vasati the Infinite
player, 24 posts
HP: 9/9, AC: 2
Sun 2 Dec 2018
at 22:38
  • msg #4

[IC] Lost and Found

Vasati grimaced.

The Falchetto's estates were out of the city proper.  While that didn't render him helpless, it was a significant impairment to his talents.  He would not be able to work the angles like he could here within the city.  Still, it was not an impossibility, just an inconvenience.  He reached out and felt for the Carnalian and the Cross of St. Erasmus, on the off chance that they might be under lock and key more locally.
GM
GM, 252 posts
Sun 2 Dec 2018
at 23:49
  • msg #5

[IC] Lost and Found

The Carnalian is located in the forbidden vaults of the Cathedral, locked deep within it's catacombs, buried below the ground, hidden behind an unremarkable looking tomb between it and the wall. That's tricky to get into, the the catacombs are notorious for not being worth breaking into due to the traps and reaction one has for grave robbing from the city founders.

The Cross of St. Erasmus is located inside a man's chest. He is currently sitting in an upper middle class (as such things go) home on the edge of the city, near the mechanics/clockwork guild. You know where it is.
Vasati the Infinite
player, 25 posts
HP: 9/9, AC: 2
Mon 3 Dec 2018
at 04:32
  • msg #6

[IC] Lost and Found

Whistling a tune that hadn't been sung in at least six hundred years, Vasati put his hands in his jacket's pockets and began to saunter vaguely in the direction of the Clock worker's quarter.  He hadn't gone ten paces before he dipped into the first alleyway he found, slipping off the road and out of sight of the many idle passersby.  Alleys were where he felt most at home, an ironic twist of fate considering how he had spent the majority of the last thousand years, yet one he that still felt perfectly natural to him.  They sheltered him, winding and twisting like myriad veins through every limb of the city.  Every step he took, every meandering stride, opened up a nearly infinite variety of back passageways, hidden alcoves, and secrets paths.  There were paths in the city that he could not take of course, those areas protected by the stronger Mundus and Empyrean wards, forming bubbles of mystery that not even his whispers could not pierce.  Such things were fewer and father between towards the edges, which is why he had picked the Cross of St Erasmus as his mark.

As he walked through the narrow back passages, his features twisted and changed, his shoulders thickening as his raven dark hair shortened.  A band of azure cloth now kept it out of his eyes, matching the brilliant blue and gold shirt that he suddenly wore.  The coat was gone, or perhaps it was now the purple cloak he had pinned to his collar with a heavy broach of gold.  His goatee thickened and lengthened, hair creeping up the line of his jaw to meet his now curly hair at his temples.  The laugh lines at the corners of his eyes deepened, the piercings and and tattoos he had born now vanished.  There was no need for him to fear that anyone had seen the transformation, however.  Had any tried to follow him through the alley, they wouldn't have gone ten paces before they found it ended in a blank wall.  Any and all sign of the Infinite had vanished, swallowed whole by the city which he called home.
Vasati the Infinite
player, 27 posts
HP: 9/9, AC: 2
Tue 4 Dec 2018
at 05:07
  • msg #7

[IC] Lost and Found

The city was his oyster, ripe for the picking, endless alleyways taking him exactly where he needed to be.

Until it wasn't.

He found himself facing a stone wall, taller then he cared to think about.  It wasn't the wall itself that was the problem though, but what the walls contained.

"Empyrean Wards, lovely."

He mused quietly to himself, laying a hand on the rough stone surface and feeling the straining it placed on his very being.  It was such a subtle thing, a barely discernible drain on his power.  He shuddered now, to feel it.  A reminder of everything that he had been before the binding.

No, he wasn't ready.  At least, not yet.

He turned away from the wall, and headed in the direction of the Falchetto Estates.  He wasn't pleased to be leaving the city, but it didn't appear that he had much choice.
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