The clank consults the air a bit more. "It wants to kill many people; high probability it is going where plus people are...self should locate demon and tell it to cease."

Then to Jake: "Hell should have plus demons, Bitter Waters: when it has minus demons, they are in another place. Where are hickory sticks obtained?"

"I'm sure even hell would like less demons. As for the stick in question you'd get it from a hickory tree." Jake replies.

"From hickory-trees", William replies, already following Jake and Danny.
"Why do you ask?"

The clank goes and collects Deputy Chicken and is confused for a while over how to ascend before placing the hen on its head and following that way. (Deputy Chicken clings on to the thing's crest, but only until they're within flapping distance of the entrance hall, where she struts around a bit looking peturbed)

"...Ranger Hawkins said a hickory stick was useful to whoop the ass of a man, which makes him stop fighting," it explains as it reappears from the floor, clearly having no idea what this action involves. "If the Pure Blooded Comanches are in the way between demon and self and start fighting instead of being arrested, this action may become necessary. Where are hickory trees found?"

Then it notices the tacky way its fingers clung to the rungs just then, and demonstrates this marvellous property against Jake's face. "Look, sticky!"

"Ain't only hickory useful for that." Danny grumbles...but whatever point he was about to make dies as the huge form of Mr. Lurch steps into view.

"The...Master...Says...Kill...Anyone...Except...Him...Who...Leaves...The...Cellar." Lurch moans as he limps forward.

"Oh, bloody hell..." Danny groans.

((OOC: Draw Cards for Initiative!))

Alouette looks around. "Angels cannot be killed, Miiiister Luuuuurch: destruction of self would not accomplish objective, also high probability destroy the building," it chides, then to Jake: "Give Miiiister Luuuuurch a different order with your round shiny thing, Bitter Waters."

[[init. 9H, surprisingly.]]

11:51, Today: William Pierce drew the single card: 9D using the Deadlands system. Initiative.

OOC:
10:45, Today: Jake Lawrence drew the single card: 9D using a deck of 54 cards. Initiative.

Looks like Alouette gets to go first.

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Turn Order:
Alouette: 9H
Jake Lawrence: 9D
William Pierce: Also 9D
Danny Boy: 6C
Mr. Lurch: 3C
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The clank is sure to get between Lurch and the others, just in case it takes Jake a while to think of something.

[[Hearts are trumps? On hold, then, I s'pose. Next init. 3H, in true Alouette style]]

Jake pulls out the 'badge' of the order and shows it to Mr big tall and can beat him to a pulp. "Your master let us go down there, why else would I have this and his book?" Jake then also shows Lurch the massive tome.

((OOC: Roll Persuasion. This is effectively a Test of Wills.))

OOC: I can dig it
07:16, Today: Jake Lawrence rolled 4,4 using 1d6,1d6, rerolling max with rolls of 4,4. Persuasion.
Going to burn a Red chip for a +d6
07:16, Today: Jake Lawrence rolled 8 using 1d6, rerolling max with rolls of (6+2)8. Red Chip.
4 + 8 == 12

The burned giant looks at the badge, looks at Jake, then shrugs and moves aside.

((OOC: Mr. Lurch rolled 3,9 using d4,d6, rerolling max with rolls of 3,(6+3)9. Duh... Looks like he fails.

Take a random chip for the nifty bluff.))

Jake nods and hurries towards the door, hoping the others follow closely behind him.


OOC:
14:02, Today: Jake Lawrence rolled 8 using 1d35, rerolling max with rolls of 8. Fate Chip.
+1 White chip for me

Danny, at least, is keeping close. "Hey...d'ye hear that?" he asks. "Sounds like gunfire..."

William followed the others outside, past that weird butler. Well, not so weird i this town.

Outside,he cocked his head. Yes, gunfire. Finally something William had expertise in.

"Looks like the savages have started their attack."

Alouette pauses atop the desk in the doorway, following Danny and Deputy Chicken. "Should we tell them to shoo?"

The gunman nods, grimly.

"Yes. Something like that."

"I'd just as soon be avoidin' them." Danny grumbles. "Can't we just go back to the church? Tell the preacher what we learned an' be done with this place?"

The clank considers this, ticking. "High probability y'all will be done plus safe in church," it conceeds. "Y'all can go there and inform Shepherd."

"Fear not! Self will go where there are many people to locate and render affected area minus demon," it chirps, lurching off the desk to head that way.

" I'll need to talk to the priest, but then I'd go with you, clank. Alouette."

"Okay!" the clank agrees, then turns to Jake: "If you meet Arthur again, Bitter Waters, you should tell him not to bury people in boxes when they aren't done dead, that is bad."

It doesn't seem to have grasped the idea that Jake might have been lying to Mr.Lurch. It gets several steps - until it touches the metal of the gate with the distant breath of thunder in the air - before turning and looking up at William, static sighing, the pale light in its lenses flared and eerie. "Washboard pneumonia, September 3rd 1878...you were always loved on this earth."

"Off to the church we go..." Jake says as he looks around knowing that there will be dangers seen and unseen.

The trio of Danny, William, and Jake Lawrence head off for the church, while Alouette heads toward the shooting.

((OOC: So, time to split you folks into the various threads where the fights are going on. Jake, Danny, and William are heading to the "Itza-chu, Vampire Hunter" thread, while Alouette is going to the "Harrowing of Blackthorn" thread. Each of you will get two rounds worth of movement...I'll assume you've been using your action to move, so it will be at double pace. This will put you in the ballpark on each thread. I'll write up some intro posts for each of you. When I've done that, draw a card for initiative.))