Her skin turns a slate-blue and her hair bone white. The whites of her eyes are blood red, the irises are purple with cat-slit black pupils. The helix of her ears elongate out 2" inches ending in a tip. Her features sharpen and her figure has an unnatural, inhuman litheness that can be intellectually disturbing.
Scenes
Caf
Eter
F&F
Mask
Her skin brings to mind Mediterranean, Middle Eastern, or Asian races, though her high cheek bones and sharp facial structure don't match. Most assume she is of mixed ancestry given the pale blonde hair. Alias Mary Maniscalo.
Narration:
Within the tunnels Circe is able to see some signs of the dust being disturbed here and there. Nothing big, certainly not foot prints. Something smaller may have gone this way. Kray will notice this too if Circe bothers to point it out.
In the Toilet Gallery, Kray notices that there are a lot of toilets still. Stairs are still intact too. The bright light makes for a stark contrast of the red splashes against the white porcelain of the toilets. As do the small rat corpses.
Circe however, will notice that a toilet is shaking for some reason.
---
Circe:
Dusty floors a little less dusty? Not big game, so maybe the jumbo rat went this way too? That'd explain it. It is dead, so not a problem for now lest there was more than the one.
"Not it, aaaactually," Kray's words give her pause. "I used tear gas and mask for a combo attack in a battle. Worked a treat." Which means a backpack spewing toxic gas wasn't actually a bad idea. Just not explosively doing so. "Well Kray, we are going to science the shit out of this then. If it don't boom, could work."
"Indeed you did," she recalls Kray is a fellow criminal quite well. Not same circles, thankfully. There were a few idiots she liked to milk for coin that Kray would likely kill out of frustration. Okay, 1 she'd be fine with that. "Nice to have a fellow, proper gangster to talk with. Even if I'm more of a supplier of problem solvers than a negotiator like yourself. Beats dealing with the posers that act like that idiot from Be Cool."
What was that? Circe brings up the spotlight and the gun, "Movement!"
And given how last time went, she decides 'fuck you' is the right response. Circe aims the gun at the shaking toilet. And fires.
3 suxx
Date
Action
Roll
Result
2025-05-13 21:26:37
Circe rolls 12 to It moved sir! (10 Again)
6, 3, 2, 3, 6, 9, 5, 2, 8, 6, 9, 1
3 successes
wheel barrow
2 portable very high lumen spotlights, 3 LED lanterns, 2 LED head bands, 4 hard hats, 4 expired 5lbs bags of fine grain flour, 3 LED flashlights, 5 walkie talkies, work gloves, and under a tarp is a 7 foot reel of barbed wire.
Circe kit
silenced small SMG [29]+ 3 reloads, silenced colt [9]+9r +7a +7a +7h +7r. advanced skin suit 1/2bp +1 stealth in darkness but -1 in well lit areas, gob fruit flasks x3, fa kit +1, glowstick x7, walkie talkie, HS multitool, bolt cutter. LED headband, small LED shoulder mounted, 3 small LED flashlight, water bottle, small water bottle, 4 protein bars. Tablet with attached data card reader. LED head band. portable very high lumen spotlight
Narration:
Kray does have time to react to Circe's extremely Summer reaction.
Mask
A giant of a man (7ft 6'), broad as a barn (300lb) his muscles are not things curated for gym selfies but thick from use and abuse. The jug jaw can be said to be his most flattering feature, after the badly broken nose, limp locks of hair and sharp shattered teeth. He wears a long poorly made overcoat, suspenders keep trousers up over a ill fitting white work shirt. A battered fedora is his only accessory.
Hedgespun
Hedgespun
Fedora 0 Dot
Mask: a battered brown moth eaten fedora, the hat band looks like a band of sackcloth has been wound around it.
Mein: made of stitched red and brown leaves, 2 holes for his horn nubbins -- the scarecrows I pictured to be in place of the hat band, just a jumbled array of tiny standing and suspended sackcloth and straw people ringing the main body of the hat.
Mantle
Mantle (Autumn) ●●
The source less sorcerous candle flames spark into existence with grater frequency and in greater number casting the Ogre in the light and shadows of their illusory flames that flicker with increased tenacity and with greater range of motion.
Other merits of note:
Iron Stomach
Resources 4
Strong Back
Pledge Smith 3
Fighting style: Brute Force 3
Contacts/allies:
Criminals/3
Finance/3
City Hall/3
Unions/3
Public works/3
Mein
Standing an inch or so taller and broader than its already giant mask the blubbery ashen skin, splotched with chitinous scabs and bulbous fleshy worts look almost diseased. Wild and matted lichens and moss form a tangled mane of hair and beard. Thick trunk like, twisted, arms of exaggerated length, end in vast hands with dark chipped nails. The pillar like legs bow slightly. A barrel chest and obese gut only add to the immensity of the creature. A broad jaw houses a chaotic array of sharp and curving teeth resembling shards of stone that prevent complete mouth closure ensuring they are always on display. The flat squashed nose leads to the sickly yellow sclera of the vast bulbous eyes and pupils more akin to fragments of flint, in turn overshadowed by nubbin horns protruding from a wide forehead
He had been more thinking planta toxic poison bomb backpack somewhere and lure whoever over to the lethal concoction not a backpack spewing gases [/url] . "Uh. I will confess I have no bugger all about chemicals beyond you know poison is bad for you and putting thing near fire is usually a bad idea." A scientist he was not. "So. Yeah first-time we test if it goes boom we might want to be rather far away from it." Better to clean up whatever, they and cleaned up the rust after all, then accidental poison themselves.
He foes to scratch his chin which takes a hand of the barrow causes it to go lop sided and the ignore to have to scramble to regain balance. "Ah. Bugger." That was annoying. "Uh. Want I want to say is I'm not sure I would call what I do negotiation exactly." He might nice have considered himself more of a middle man more of the broker type but things were progressing well past that point. "But. Yeah. Nice to have someone else around who appreciates living outside of the law." Funny really adhere to the rules of magic, the wyrd and so on but shirk the human made restraints like they didn't matter. Maybe because we know they don't matter they aren't rules written into the fabric of things.
The call of movement and resulting hail of bullets snapped him out of that thought dropping the barrow entirely arms come up ready to lock over whatever was impending but he doesn't step in front of Circe while she's shooting, that would be idiotic.
Stats and Equipment
WP for this scene 2/4
Defence:2
Armour: 1/0
Speed: 12
Equipment:
Armour:
Long coat (Reinforced clothing) (armour 1/0)
Old fashioned leather base ball cap
Weapons:
Dragon knuckles 0L (Str+Brawl)
Sledge hammer 2B (9 again)
Shovel 1B
Advanced fire Axe 3L/2L (AP 1)
Her skin turns a slate-blue and her hair bone white. The whites of her eyes are blood red, the irises are purple with cat-slit black pupils. The helix of her ears elongate out 2" inches ending in a tip. Her features sharpen and her figure has an unnatural, inhuman litheness that can be intellectually disturbing.
Scenes
Caf
Eter
F&F
Mask
Her skin brings to mind Mediterranean, Middle Eastern, or Asian races, though her high cheek bones and sharp facial structure don't match. Most assume she is of mixed ancestry given the pale blonde hair. Alias Mary Maniscalo.
The toilet shatters, as to be expected from a century old toilet taking hits from a burst of bullets. The squeaking of a large rat can be heard. Looks like the king rat they caught wasn't the only royal rodent. And it is quite thoroughly pissed as it makes a growling sound as it charges at the Changelings.
Yes, the trope of giant rats being fought underground is now occurring for the Autumn King and Summer Queen. Herald a greater adventure?
The rat has Defense 1 if you wish to attack it. The Losts' boots will provide some protection against the rat.
---
Circe:
"Oh," she says with a bored tone as the foe is revealed. Then takes aim at the rat, as she clicks the gun to single fire. Not wanting to waste ammo on such a small foe, she is going to try to line up a good shot instead.
"Guess it wasn't the only big un," Circe glares at the rat. The gall of it to attack them.
wheel barrow
2 portable very high lumen spotlights, 3 LED lanterns, 2 LED head bands, 4 hard hats, 4 expired 5lbs bags of fine grain flour, 3 LED flashlights, 5 walkie talkies, work gloves, and under a tarp is a 7 foot reel of barbed wire.
Circe kit
silenced small SMG [29]+ 3 reloads, silenced colt [9]+9r +7a +7a +7h +7r. advanced skin suit 1/2bp +1 stealth in darkness but -1 in well lit areas, gob fruit flasks x3, fa kit +1, glowstick x7, walkie talkie, HS multitool, bolt cutter. LED headband, small LED shoulder mounted, 3 small LED flashlight, water bottle, small water bottle, 4 protein bars. Tablet with attached data card reader. LED head band. portable very high lumen spotlight
Mask
A giant of a man (7ft 6'), broad as a barn (300lb) his muscles are not things curated for gym selfies but thick from use and abuse. The jug jaw can be said to be his most flattering feature, after the badly broken nose, limp locks of hair and sharp shattered teeth. He wears a long poorly made overcoat, suspenders keep trousers up over a ill fitting white work shirt. A battered fedora is his only accessory.
Hedgespun
Hedgespun
Fedora 0 Dot
Mask: a battered brown moth eaten fedora, the hat band looks like a band of sackcloth has been wound around it.
Mein: made of stitched red and brown leaves, 2 holes for his horn nubbins -- the scarecrows I pictured to be in place of the hat band, just a jumbled array of tiny standing and suspended sackcloth and straw people ringing the main body of the hat.
Mantle
Mantle (Autumn) ●●
The source less sorcerous candle flames spark into existence with grater frequency and in greater number casting the Ogre in the light and shadows of their illusory flames that flicker with increased tenacity and with greater range of motion.
Other merits of note:
Iron Stomach
Resources 4
Strong Back
Pledge Smith 3
Fighting style: Brute Force 3
Contacts/allies:
Criminals/3
Finance/3
City Hall/3
Unions/3
Public works/3
Mein
Standing an inch or so taller and broader than its already giant mask the blubbery ashen skin, splotched with chitinous scabs and bulbous fleshy worts look almost diseased. Wild and matted lichens and moss form a tangled mane of hair and beard. Thick trunk like, twisted, arms of exaggerated length, end in vast hands with dark chipped nails. The pillar like legs bow slightly. A barrel chest and obese gut only add to the immensity of the creature. A broad jaw houses a chaotic array of sharp and curving teeth resembling shards of stone that prevent complete mouth closure ensuring they are always on display. The flat squashed nose leads to the sickly yellow sclera of the vast bulbous eyes and pupils more akin to fragments of flint, in turn overshadowed by nubbin horns protruding from a wide forehead
The not so little rodent had more bloodlust then it did survival instinct, and for that it gets a the ogre boot to its everything. Holding nothing back from his blow the ogre drops the barrow and surges past the summer queen watching his foot back for one mighty punt of a kick with all his weight behind it, paying no heed to his own well being, he didn't think the rat would still be fighting afterwards any way.
Juggernaut + body blow 4 successes
Date
Action
Roll
Result
2025-05-15 08:40:34
Kray rolls 11 to Juggernaut and body blow the rat str 4 + brawl 4 + 4 juggernaut - 1 defence (10 Again)
10, 1, 8, 5, 5, 2, 5, 1, 10, 4, 2, 10, 6, 5
4 successes
Kray is using the first and second dots of Brute force
--Body blow: Your character can deliver powerful blows that leave opponents reeling and gasping for air. If successes inflicted in a single Brawl attack equal or exceed a the greater of target's Size or stamina, the victim loses his next action. Note: Body Blow is Passive and can combine with other Fighting Style Manoeuvres.
--Juggernaut: The character uses his entire body as a weapon. He barrels forward, smashing his head into his opponent and throwing the rest of his weight into the attack. This is an “all-out attack” per p. 157 of the World of Darkness Rulebook. The character foregoes his Defense, but gains a +4 bonus to the roll as opposed to the normal +2 bonus. Normal all-out attack rules apply.
Stats and Equipment
WP for this scene 2/4
Defence:2
Armour: 1/0
Speed: 12
Equipment:
Armour:
Long coat (Reinforced clothing) (armour 1/0)
Old fashioned leather base ball cap
Weapons:
Dragon knuckles 0L (Str+Brawl)
Sledge hammer 2B (9 again)
Shovel 1B
Advanced fire Axe 3L/2L (AP 1)
Her skin turns a slate-blue and her hair bone white. The whites of her eyes are blood red, the irises are purple with cat-slit black pupils. The helix of her ears elongate out 2" inches ending in a tip. Her features sharpen and her figure has an unnatural, inhuman litheness that can be intellectually disturbing.
Scenes
Caf
Eter
F&F
Mask
Her skin brings to mind Mediterranean, Middle Eastern, or Asian races, though her high cheek bones and sharp facial structure don't match. Most assume she is of mixed ancestry given the pale blonde hair. Alias Mary Maniscalo.
Kray's inhuman strength allows his kick to send the rat through the air, bouncing as it lands.
Despite the strong blow, the rat actually gets back up, albeit drunkenly so. Dazed, it turns towards the Lost and opens its mouth. Then just falls over. It is however still breathing.
---
Circe:
Circe chuckles as the rat goes sailing, sight tracking it. Looks like it is a...nope, not a tough fat rat, just a fat rat. Circe stops pointing the gun at it. Instead, she'll walk up to the rat, and give it a kick to see if it is still alive.
4 successes
Date
Action
Roll
Result
2025-05-16 18:49:20
Circe rolls 7 to kick to prone (10 Again)
2, 7, 2, 8, 2, 10, 9, 9
4 successes
"Kray? Good field goal. You want a fresher one?" Circe isn't jovial or teasing in her tone. It is a legit question on her part. Better he eats a tenderized one that was alive than a days rotting one.
wheel barrow
2 portable very high lumen spotlights, 3 LED lanterns, 2 LED head bands, 4 hard hats, 4 expired 5lbs bags of fine grain flour, 3 LED flashlights, 5 walkie talkies, work gloves, and under a tarp is a 7 foot reel of barbed wire.
Circe kit
silenced small SMG [29]+ 3 reloads, silenced colt [9]+9r +7a +7a +7h +7r. advanced skin suit 1/2bp +1 stealth in darkness but -1 in well lit areas, gob fruit flasks x3, fa kit +1, glowstick x7, walkie talkie, HS multitool, bolt cutter. LED headband, small LED shoulder mounted, 3 small LED flashlight, water bottle, small water bottle, 4 protein bars. Tablet with attached data card reader. LED head band. portable very high lumen spotlight
---
Narration:
Kray will notice that the rat is still breathing, even after the second kick. Certainly it won't wake up anytime soon on its own.
Mask
A giant of a man (7ft 6'), broad as a barn (300lb) his muscles are not things curated for gym selfies but thick from use and abuse. The jug jaw can be said to be his most flattering feature, after the badly broken nose, limp locks of hair and sharp shattered teeth. He wears a long poorly made overcoat, suspenders keep trousers up over a ill fitting white work shirt. A battered fedora is his only accessory.
Hedgespun
Hedgespun
Fedora 0 Dot
Mask: a battered brown moth eaten fedora, the hat band looks like a band of sackcloth has been wound around it.
Mein: made of stitched red and brown leaves, 2 holes for his horn nubbins -- the scarecrows I pictured to be in place of the hat band, just a jumbled array of tiny standing and suspended sackcloth and straw people ringing the main body of the hat.
Mantle
Mantle (Autumn) ●●
The source less sorcerous candle flames spark into existence with grater frequency and in greater number casting the Ogre in the light and shadows of their illusory flames that flicker with increased tenacity and with greater range of motion.
Other merits of note:
Iron Stomach
Resources 4
Strong Back
Pledge Smith 3
Fighting style: Brute Force 3
Contacts/allies:
Criminals/3
Finance/3
City Hall/3
Unions/3
Public works/3
Mein
Standing an inch or so taller and broader than its already giant mask the blubbery ashen skin, splotched with chitinous scabs and bulbous fleshy worts look almost diseased. Wild and matted lichens and moss form a tangled mane of hair and beard. Thick trunk like, twisted, arms of exaggerated length, end in vast hands with dark chipped nails. The pillar like legs bow slightly. A barrel chest and obese gut only add to the immensity of the creature. A broad jaw houses a chaotic array of sharp and curving teeth resembling shards of stone that prevent complete mouth closure ensuring they are always on display. The flat squashed nose leads to the sickly yellow sclera of the vast bulbous eyes and pupils more akin to fragments of flint, in turn overshadowed by nubbin horns protruding from a wide forehead
The overly confident rodent takes flight and its a minor curiosity what might be going through its head as it does so, it certainly cant have expected its day to take such a turn.
Although clearly a chon key enough creature to maybe have survived a kinder foe , unfortunely the Ogre is only that when it suits him. And he move up to join the Summer queen in dleiver the beat down
not a believer in mercy either it seems as foot lifts high and delivers an almighty stomp to the collapsed rat brining all the weight of the giant down through his shoe. Toothy grin absent as instead the terrible teeth are gritted with the exertion of the stomp.
Juggernaut + body blow 6 successes
Date
Action
Roll
Result
2025-05-17 04:11:12
Kray rolls 14 to Juggernaut and body blow the rat str 4 + brawl 4 + 4 juggernaut +2 prone (10 Again)
A heavy breath comes out, this was much easier then when he had grappled the invisible monster for half a minute last time he and Circe had been in battle but the all out swings didn't promote regular breathing. "Ah." And breathe back in. "Oh. I just might." Once all the life had been squashed out of it of course.
Stats and Equipment
WP for this scene 2/4
Defence:2
Armour: 1/0
Speed: 12
Equipment:
Armour:
Long coat (Reinforced clothing) (armour 1/0)
Old fashioned leather base ball cap
Weapons:
Dragon knuckles 0L (Str+Brawl)
Sledge hammer 2B (9 again)
Shovel 1B
Advanced fire Axe 3L/2L (AP 1)
Her skin turns a slate-blue and her hair bone white. The whites of her eyes are blood red, the irises are purple with cat-slit black pupils. The helix of her ears elongate out 2" inches ending in a tip. Her features sharpen and her figure has an unnatural, inhuman litheness that can be intellectually disturbing.
Scenes
Caf
Eter
F&F
Mask
Her skin brings to mind Mediterranean, Middle Eastern, or Asian races, though her high cheek bones and sharp facial structure don't match. Most assume she is of mixed ancestry given the pale blonde hair. Alias Mary Maniscalo.
Kray's inhuman strength as he brings down his boot result in the rodent's skull makes several unhealthy sounds, squashing the rodent's skull like a wet paper bag. The body also somewhat pops out of it fur from the pressure exerted, partially gutting it then and there. The bowls and bladder have certainly been voided in as part of this forceful blow.
Both he and Circe have rat blood on their boots and legs now.
No other giant rats attack, whether by fear or lack of presence is unclear. If the Lost choose to inspect the blood stained toilets, they will make a discovery. The bloody toilets have the savaged remains of dead, smaller rats inside. The newer corpses are more intact than the older ones. Looks like this big rat liked to let the corpses of its prey rot a little before eating.
The camera? Quite intact. The Lost can check it and find that the big rat dragging in smaller rats from the south entrance from day one to today. It was quite busy.
---
Circe:
Circe flinches back, bringing her left hand up to shield her face as Kray goes full Super Mario on the rat. "Okay," she lowers her hand as she sees what is left of the rat. "Usually there is more of a process to potting meat into a paste, but props Kray! Instant version."
Circe was no squeamish Fairest, daintily shying away from gore or violence. Just less gastronomically inclined than Kray.
And her outfit will need cleaning, woo! Circe scans the room for any more brave rats. No? No.
"I'll check the camera. See where the Darwin Award rat came from," she tells Kray. The rat DID charge at Kray and HER. Suicidal overconfidence was supposed to be a meme for poor game coding.
And what does the camera show? They may not have spotted all the big king rats in the storage gallery. Oh well. She shows the high speed to Kray if he is curious. "No Cave Gremlin sign. Just big rat setting up a larder. Gonna need a trash bag."
That seems to have settled this area. She guess it was time to check the other cameras, unless Kray wants to stick around to check the toilets.
wheel barrow
2 portable very high lumen spotlights, 3 LED lanterns, 2 LED head bands, 4 hard hats, 4 expired 5lbs bags of fine grain flour, 3 LED flashlights, 5 walkie talkies, work gloves, and under a tarp is a 7 foot reel of barbed wire.
Circe kit
silenced small SMG [29]+ 3 reloads, silenced colt [9]+9r +7a +7a +7h +7r. advanced skin suit 1/2bp +1 stealth in darkness but -1 in well lit areas, gob fruit flasks x3, fa kit +1, glowstick x7, walkie talkie, HS multitool, bolt cutter. LED headband, small LED shoulder mounted, 3 small LED flashlight, water bottle, small water bottle, 4 protein bars. Tablet with attached data card reader. LED head band. portable very high lumen spotlight
Mask
A giant of a man (7ft 6'), broad as a barn (300lb) his muscles are not things curated for gym selfies but thick from use and abuse. The jug jaw can be said to be his most flattering feature, after the badly broken nose, limp locks of hair and sharp shattered teeth. He wears a long poorly made overcoat, suspenders keep trousers up over a ill fitting white work shirt. A battered fedora is his only accessory.
Hedgespun
Hedgespun
Fedora 0 Dot
Mask: a battered brown moth eaten fedora, the hat band looks like a band of sackcloth has been wound around it.
Mein: made of stitched red and brown leaves, 2 holes for his horn nubbins -- the scarecrows I pictured to be in place of the hat band, just a jumbled array of tiny standing and suspended sackcloth and straw people ringing the main body of the hat.
Mantle
Mantle (Autumn) ●●
The source less sorcerous candle flames spark into existence with grater frequency and in greater number casting the Ogre in the light and shadows of their illusory flames that flicker with increased tenacity and with greater range of motion.
Other merits of note:
Iron Stomach
Resources 4
Strong Back
Pledge Smith 3
Fighting style: Brute Force 3
Contacts/allies:
Criminals/3
Finance/3
City Hall/3
Unions/3
Public works/3
Mein
Standing an inch or so taller and broader than its already giant mask the blubbery ashen skin, splotched with chitinous scabs and bulbous fleshy worts look almost diseased. Wild and matted lichens and moss form a tangled mane of hair and beard. Thick trunk like, twisted, arms of exaggerated length, end in vast hands with dark chipped nails. The pillar like legs bow slightly. A barrel chest and obese gut only add to the immensity of the creature. A broad jaw houses a chaotic array of sharp and curving teeth resembling shards of stone that prevent complete mouth closure ensuring they are always on display. The flat squashed nose leads to the sickly yellow sclera of the vast bulbous eyes and pupils more akin to fragments of flint, in turn overshadowed by nubbin horns protruding from a wide forehead
The wet crunch and warm spatter tells him the rat wont be getting up again, the scent of exploded bowels does the same and lifting his foot from the grisly mess the ogres toothy smile for once is not just show there was no denying he had enjoyed the cruelty of the excessive force and resulting damage. "Ha. Stupid rat." The deep grumbling chortle betrays his amusement.
A great grey hand comes down to pick it up by the tail. "Ah. It's not the special made stuff, I should have made more of that but it'll work as replacement bait till I get around to that." As for the discovered stockpile of dead rats. "Ha. I knew they were eating each other." Which yes is an obvious statement and does nothing to explain why the discovery merits such a reaction. "Hm. Why a bag? We have a pit of rats we can dump them in, free disposal." If they were going to be gassing the lot anyway might as well get some use from the vermin.
And since that seems to be his plan best check the other toilets for spare rat rations the big might have stored away, to that end he retrieves his shovel and will start flipping lids up, no need to risk fingers getting bit after all.
Stats and Equipment
WP for this scene 2/4
Defence:2
Armour: 1/0
Speed: 12
Equipment:
Armour:
Long coat (Reinforced clothing) (armour 1/0)
Old fashioned leather base ball cap
Weapons:
Dragon knuckles 0L (Str+Brawl)
Sledge hammer 2B (9 again)
Shovel 1B
Advanced fire Axe 3L/2L (AP 1)
Her skin turns a slate-blue and her hair bone white. The whites of her eyes are blood red, the irises are purple with cat-slit black pupils. The helix of her ears elongate out 2" inches ending in a tip. Her features sharpen and her figure has an unnatural, inhuman litheness that can be intellectually disturbing.
Scenes
Caf
Eter
F&F
Mask
Her skin brings to mind Mediterranean, Middle Eastern, or Asian races, though her high cheek bones and sharp facial structure don't match. Most assume she is of mixed ancestry given the pale blonde hair. Alias Mary Maniscalo.
Kray's sweep of the toilets reveals that the rotten, partially devoured rats are found in the blood stained toilets. Four of the rat corpses are picked down to bone. Two are half intact. One is littered with porcelain shrapnel, courtesy of the Summer queen.
The clean toilets that Kray checks? Nothing. Except for last two, as one has a green soapstone plate on the bottom with something inside it. A pair of $20 gold coins from the 1930s. Seems the Lost missed some in their last search for stashed treasure. Finders are keepers. The second to last? More green mush that was likely once American bills.
No more living rats, regular or large, cowardly or suicidally over confident, present themselves to the Lost in the so called Toilet Gallery.
---
Circe:
Circe nods at the confirmation of how the huting goes down here. "Apex predator of their own being the biggest and strongest," Circe rolls her eyes, "Kray? I feel that this might be a cliche. It irks me, buuut at least they are not giant, radioactive mutant variety. That'd be too 1980s."
"Sanitation concerns mostly," Circe shrugs at the question of trash bags. Circe keeps sweeping for threats, as Kray decides to investigate the toilets. "Watch out for the green slime. Useless rotten money, no more buried treasure here oh ho ho ho."
Circe doesn't notice his discovery at all, instead looking for more big rats to be wary of, well listening mostly. Kray want to lift toilet seats looking for them using a shovel, more power to him. Circe would let her ears listen for their little paws on porcelain. Or stone.
Skittering noises, that was it to listen for.
wheel barrow
2 portable very high lumen spotlights, 3 LED lanterns, 2 LED head bands, 4 hard hats, 4 expired 5lbs bags of fine grain flour, 3 LED flashlights, 5 walkie talkies, work gloves, and under a tarp is a 7 foot reel of barbed wire.
Circe kit
silenced small SMG [29]+ 3 reloads, silenced colt [9]+9r +7a +7a +7h +7r. advanced skin suit 1/2bp +1 stealth in darkness but -1 in well lit areas, gob fruit flasks x3, fa kit +1, glowstick x7, walkie talkie, HS multitool, bolt cutter. LED headband, small LED shoulder mounted, 3 small LED flashlight, water bottle, small water bottle, 4 protein bars. Tablet with attached data card reader. LED head band. portable very high lumen spotlight
Mask
A giant of a man (7ft 6'), broad as a barn (300lb) his muscles are not things curated for gym selfies but thick from use and abuse. The jug jaw can be said to be his most flattering feature, after the badly broken nose, limp locks of hair and sharp shattered teeth. He wears a long poorly made overcoat, suspenders keep trousers up over a ill fitting white work shirt. A battered fedora is his only accessory.
Hedgespun
Hedgespun
Fedora 0 Dot
Mask: a battered brown moth eaten fedora, the hat band looks like a band of sackcloth has been wound around it.
Mein: made of stitched red and brown leaves, 2 holes for his horn nubbins -- the scarecrows I pictured to be in place of the hat band, just a jumbled array of tiny standing and suspended sackcloth and straw people ringing the main body of the hat.
Mantle
Mantle (Autumn) ●●
The source less sorcerous candle flames spark into existence with grater frequency and in greater number casting the Ogre in the light and shadows of their illusory flames that flicker with increased tenacity and with greater range of motion.
Other merits of note:
Iron Stomach
Resources 4
Strong Back
Pledge Smith 3
Fighting style: Brute Force 3
Contacts/allies:
Criminals/3
Finance/3
City Hall/3
Unions/3
Public works/3
Mein
Standing an inch or so taller and broader than its already giant mask the blubbery ashen skin, splotched with chitinous scabs and bulbous fleshy worts look almost diseased. Wild and matted lichens and moss form a tangled mane of hair and beard. Thick trunk like, twisted, arms of exaggerated length, end in vast hands with dark chipped nails. The pillar like legs bow slightly. A barrel chest and obese gut only add to the immensity of the creature. A broad jaw houses a chaotic array of sharp and curving teeth resembling shards of stone that prevent complete mouth closure ensuring they are always on display. The flat squashed nose leads to the sickly yellow sclera of the vast bulbous eyes and pupils more akin to fragments of flint, in turn overshadowed by nubbin horns protruding from a wide forehead
He grunts as he goes toilet to toilet prying each lid up and open. "Ah. Not a big fan of the 80's kind of hard to have strong feelings for the decades I wasn't around for." And unlike the summer queen he had not done his homework on the memes and trends, probabaly didn't see a point. "Uh. Were radioactive rats a big problem back then?" Sufficiently technologically adept to manage to the modern world, gaming and associated tropes however have worse luck then movies with the giant when it comes to recognition.
The soapstone plate gets levered out and inspected. "Oh. What have we here?" Gold dollars. "Huh. How much you reckon these are worth today?" There is no passion or lilt of curiosity to the question the ogre rightly recognises that such collectors items belong in a hoard or trove not so much to be sold. Traded maybe, not sold. And then it clicks. "Uh. Wait these are the money smuggling toilets you told me about some time back aren't they?" Which also reminds him of first time in the tunnels someone had fished silver dollars out of the green mulch at the other end of the tracks. So you know while he's here will use the shovel to ferret about in the muck and see if anything comes up.
Yes he seems to have got distracted by his little treasure hunt.
Stats and Equipment
WP for this scene 2/4
Defence:2
Armour: 1/0
Speed: 12
Equipment:
Armour:
Long coat (Reinforced clothing) (armour 1/0)
Old fashioned leather base ball cap
Weapons:
Dragon knuckles 0L (Str+Brawl)
Sledge hammer 2B (9 again)
Shovel 1B
Advanced fire Axe 3L/2L (AP 1)
Striking Looks
Mantle Dry Heat
Harden Mask + Odd Body, 
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Presence
Hidden Life
