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With the final elements of whispered discussion taking place Asclepius moves through the now heavy shadows of post dusk twilight and tries the cabins door to find with a satisfying click it is unlocked by intention or accident the door was not secured properly after the incidents earlier in the day.
A drunk hoot of revellers gives tell that whoever has wondered from the party has made there drunk way closer still to the cabins.
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Improvised none ruling arcana
No more turning around from her position before waving a hand over herself with words no Sleeper should hear before giving her ally a nod, having done precisely what she said they should. The strain of the plethora of spells imbued within herself definitely giving way to start feeling its constraints.
Invisibility to machines 1 success
Then moving along with her ally, letting him go check the door as she keeps watch around them.
The shock of the door actually opening nearly making her wanna slap her own face before rapidly hurrying up to him ready to enter after him as quickly as possible before they would be seen, relieved that they could still see well in darkness and would be able to operate without any light sources. And making certain to take note of which way the door opened, wanting to block easy access for anyone following after them.
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Status: (Emergency Services)
Status: (Adamantine Arrow)
Skill: Medicine
Casting Sense Life, Improvised casting of non-ruling arcana
Willpower spent when Lying, Spent on perception, Casting Analyze LifeOnce checking the door and seeing it was indeed unlocked, he did all he could not to sigh deeply with relief that they would not need to smash their way in. He did however turn and give a little smirk to Skye at the fact it was unlocked. He remembered the cautionary words Skye said earlier so he moved to casting a spell to hide himself from any potential cameras inside.
Now that some form of prep was done, hearing the sounds of drunken people in the air, time was ticking and they needed to get this done. But first they needed to see what was going on. Once Skye was also inside, he pulled the door shut quietly behind him and then he took some moments to assess what needed cleaning and what he needed to be careful of.
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Asclepius you need to pend a mana to improvised cast an out of path spell as the mana was spent the spell did not happen
The door open outwards probabaly to not take up any space on the single room cottage. Inside is something of a horror show a knocked over chair an smashed lamp indicate a fast exit, dust stains tell of where objects that had sat dormant for some months had been lifted and removed but worst of all are the tanks. Three glass tanks the interior of each coated with sticky dark red bloody remains.
Skye is able to determine that a patch of carpet under the table is a loose square that at one time had been cut out and placed back into the hole but not mended in any actual way.
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Dexterity Improvised none ruling arcanaMeeting the smirk of her fellow arrow, the annoyance at over planning for the deed clearly visible upon her face.
Once inside letting her eyes wander over the room, taking it in, looking around them, eyes drawn to the curtains to see if their blocking could be improved but most important of all with this massive dust and nasty smell from having just come inside from the fresh air outside rambling through her nose to see if there was any odder displacement of dust. Doubting it would be possible to tell but maybe she could see if there was any of those bloody remains left, and giving a look to Asclepius and over towards the lock, quietly asking if he tried locking the door or not.
Tapping her fellow arrow on the shoulder to point towards the square in the carpet before starting to go and look for a pillowcase or two, along with seeing if this room would have any utensils especially knives, and some garbage bags to replace the current bag with. A look for the bathroom and how it looks inside, if it had windows at all or not, and of course towels. Damn will we need towels.
Then walking over towards the carpet, drawing her hand and finger alongside it both above and below, below with just one finger, all at a slow gentle pace making sure no strings or similar were attached before gradually starting to raise it little by little, eyes looking for the carvings without letting go of the carpet or raising anything else, not yet. Determined to find the etchings on the floor she had heard about, to see how deep they would be and how hard they would be to ruin.
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Status: (Emergency Services)
Status: (Adamantine Arrow)
Skill: Medicine
Casting Sense Life, Improvised casting of non-ruling arcana Willpower spent when Lying, Spent on perception, Casting Analyze Life
His intended spell failing to go off, cursing under his breath at needed to recasting due to a mistake he had made in its formation.
With a second attempt made, he turned his attention to the surroundings that he had given a look round moments before. Fuck this is a mess... Skye giving him a quick look drew his attention, a quick signal to the lock on the door was noted. He turned to the door they had both come through and checked to see if it could be locked on this side of the door. If it were so, then he would do so securing them in a small sense. At least no one can just freely walk in if I just lock it for now.
He was mildly startled by Skyes second attempt at getting his attention, tapping on the shoulder. He turned to see what she needed him for, it seemed the carpet was what she wanted his attention on next. That must be what Thirteen was talking about... I wonder why he carved them onto the floor? Wait Thirteen said there was two critters in the fish tank....
He, with a sinking feeling and an almost twisting of his gut, looks over at the fish tank to see the sticky dark red bloody remains that are in the tank. He crouched low to Skye, keeping his voice to a low whisper. “Someone has been in here... those tanks were occupied when last seen...” He gives a grim look before making his way over to the tank to get a better look at them.
Now that he is closer, he gives a deeper look into the tanks contents. He scans each of the tanks looking for any evidence of what the creatures once were inside or whether there was signs of someone murdering the inhabitants within the tanks.
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Asclepius remember to update you active spells and spell tolerance
Skye draws the curtains to maximise privacy although nothing unexpected makes itself known to her senses or magics. A pillow case, bedding and towels can all be found with ease and the bathroom has a single fogged window it lets light in and out but without that seeing through would require magic to discern any details. It doesn't take to much effort to move the table and pry up the silenced bit of carpet.
beneath carved into the wooden floor boards is a an Atlantean pentagram with additional runes and glyphs this is more then just a way to extended a casting and unfortunely it has been carved into the boards themselves not just scratches on the top someone wanted to make sure this stuck.
Without the key locking the door is unfortunely not an option for Asclepius not without magic, tools or a barricade of some kind. But he does get his spell off, it wont wipe any footage of him already present but he will vanish from this point forward. Within the tanks indeed bloody giblets and flesh remains coated in dark sticky blood spattering the glass walls like some set blew up a few small animals, patch's of fur and carapace and smears of other bodily fluids make the tanks a total mess he can spot teeth and claws and to many limbs from to many different animals a cats paw and clearly some giant spider legs. Safe to say these things were either mauled into total ribbons without the killer getting any blood outside the tanks or they literally exploded in a gory mess while within the tanks.
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Dexterity Improvised none ruling arcanaGlancing towards the tanks and back to her fellow arrow with a hushed voice.
”Not surprising but also not a guarantee, they might have taken another route to their demise.” That it would not have been checked would be a surprise though, yet these animal things that were made did not seem to be stable who knows what might happen to them, especially without someone around taking care of them.
Taking a pillow case and pulling out her knife to make holes for her eyes before putting it over her head, a bit of precaution with the lack of gear they had time to assemble before being thrust out unto the task, then the sheets and every towel she could find. The towels going by the tanks, suitable for both protection and to collect the damn pieces of the tanks alike.
Eyes on the markings on the floor.
”Can you see the tools used for this anywhere?”
The table lifted and moved in front of the door, at least it would give them a moment should someone barge in, lastly back to her more important search for cutleries and metal. Rummaging through every drawer in a normal manner, not attempting to make any noise but also not caring if just Asclepius would hear it as she searches for knives or any longer metal objects, back into the bathroom to see if there was a shower rod holding a shower curtain and over towards the bedroom to look at the materials of the nightlamps, along with looking inside the nightstands drawers for anything usable should there still be any nightstands. Needing something to make an impromptu chisel with.
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