Corn's interrogation: Winter's meditate

[ReubanBrightwood]

Taking a few steps to stand over by winter the vested man smile warmly. "May who are lost find this place my boy. What is it you seek." His stance open and inviting even as the cross of nails swings a little hanging around his neck, As winter clarifies. "Tell me of this acquittance maybe I have seen them? if they have yet to arrive you are welcome to wait." He goes to lay a condoling hand on Winter's shoulder.

[Winter]

He grunts, retreating from the Bishop's unwanted gesture. "He's a normal guy, a bit on the strange side. A family man, got a young kid and a wife and he tends to speak too much", he shrugs, "he goes to church, so at least there's that"

Equipment

Wedding band, moleskine notebook + pencils, black stones catholic rosary, brass knuckles, Kevlar vest (thin), Wallet, iPhone, flashlight

Spells

Gain Skill [Pot 4, 2 days Duration (3 Fate + Rune Duration Factors), +2 Occult], Create Hallow Imp [5 Dots, Runes 8 Months Duration?], Zone of Extremity [pot 1, Scene Duration]

Stats

Health: 8
Mana: 4 (10)
WP: 1 (5)
Armor: 1 (1 from Equipment|+2 vs Firearms - Lethal to Bashing)
Defense: 3
Active Spells: 3
Personal Spells: 1
Contagion: 0
Vulgar Spells: 2

[ReubanBrightwood]

the Arch bishop turns the denied gesture into a sweeping gesture with his hand to encompass the great chamber in which the two converse and others move. "Many find there ways to the house of God, maybe a name would help know him." A pause as he considers. "Where you meant to meet him here? or hoping he has passed through?" The bishop speaks with a voice rich in years and experience, able to move from full room projection to a closest one to one softness with the ease of practice.

[Winter]

It felt like a waste of time, in fact he wasn't getting anywhere close to Corn, and he doubted the bishop could help, even if his heart was in the right place. But it's not like he had many options, other than go back to where he came from.
"He's called Corn", he says.

Equipment

Wedding band, moleskine notebook + pencils, black stones catholic rosary, brass knuckles, Kevlar vest (thin), Wallet, iPhone, flashlight

Spells

Gain Skill [Pot 4, 2 days Duration (3 Fate + Rune Duration Factors), +2 Occult], Create Hallow Imp [5 Dots, Runes 8 Months Duration?], Zone of Extremity [pot 1, Scene Duration]

Stats

Health: 8
Mana: 4 (10)
WP: 1 (5)
Armor: 1 (1 from Equipment|+2 vs Firearms - Lethal to Bashing)
Defense: 3
Active Spells: 3
Personal Spells: 1
Contagion: 0
Vulgar Spells: 2

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[ReubanBrightwood]

The Arch bishop open his hands in a sympathetic gesture. "Alas no one by that name has passed through to my knowledge." He takes a deep breath as he pans his vision slowly across the space. "Where else would you think to find your friend? Is there anywhere else he might be waiting?" The sonorous and rich voiced bishop offers.

[Winter]

"The hospital, or probably the graveyard, some of his loved ones have recently passed away", he shrugs, "he's a bit of a chaotic person. That's why I think he resorts to religion, as an anchor"

Equipment

Wedding band, moleskine notebook + pencils, black stones catholic rosary, brass knuckles, Kevlar vest (thin), Wallet, iPhone, flashlight

Spells

Gain Skill [Pot 4, 2 days Duration (3 Fate + Rune Duration Factors), +2 Occult], Create Hallow Imp [5 Dots, Runes 8 Months Duration?], Zone of Extremity [pot 1, Scene Duration]

Stats

Health: 8
Mana: 4 (10)
WP: 1 (5)
Armor: 1 (1 from Equipment|+2 vs Firearms - Lethal to Bashing)
Defense: 3
Active Spells: 3
Personal Spells: 1
Contagion: 0
Vulgar Spells: 2

[ReubanBrightwood]

crossing his hands inside his long sleeves the archbishop looks to winter with some confusion and thought. "If you know not where he is maybe you should pray to the lord for guidance, the good Sheppard does not let his sheep go astray." Which is akin to saying the figure has no idea where Corn is, but here of all places that advice could also be genuine.

[ReubanBrightwood]

Before he can reach the conclusion of this situation his jolted awake by a series of loud noises and and being poked in the ribs with a candlestick as Chambers wakes him up, the twelve hours given for the astral trip having elapsed.