What Lies Beneath

More Trespassing

Than Your Body Has Room for

Time since last session: 1 week
Time to full moon: 1 week
Last session: we broke into Ferdinandez shipping’s dockside warehouse and cargo ship.
Lale is still on vacation.

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In the news, it seems that a lot of New Orleans’ power players are turning up dead. The victims are usually mayor’s aides and the like, penultimate people, rather than the actual upper echelon; they’re usually found alone, in their homes, with no signs of forced entry, dead of strangulation but with no bruising on the esophagus.

The flash drive retrieved from Ferdinandez Shipping’s cargo vessel’s captain’s desk reveals that the captain is just a human. The only files of note were financial information, which Warrick took to Content Not Found: stanley, an accountant in the hospital, to go through. A bit of bribing later, Stanley told Warrick that it looks like Ferdinandez Shipping is laundering (money, Warrick assumes), making payments through front companies owned by FS, primarily other smaller shipping companies.

The picture Derek took of clockwork is somewhat blurry, with a gear-shaped lens flare.

Meanwhile, a hobo threw some trash at Derek; it turned out to be another poem from GuidingLight372.

Fens dry, towers tumble
Swamps burn, forests crumble
Five Sorrows stand and shout their pain
The Dragon stirs ‘neath ancient fanes
Bloody pawns swarm to the river
Leeches watch, wage war, and quiver
Serpents scheme from ancient sand
Playing out the Dry King’s hand
The Masqueraders rage and join the fight
Their beastly brothers march through the night
Gaia’s Children take the field
All roles assemble, none shall yield
The Craftsman toils to forge away regret
With Sorrow his hammer, the stage is set
Hark! The Heralds cry!
All sides but one are deceived and blind
Yet even the blind may preserve the Earth
And slow the Liar‘s early birth
Through the storm, two truths remain
The Crescent City’s grim refrain

The Dragon’s child must not wake.

The Broken Threshold must not break.

On the back of this poem was written the schedule for that night’s security shifts at Ferdinandez Shipping’s NOLA offices. With such a boon in hand, we decided to finally infiltrate the building.

Before we could get to work, however, Derek and Warrick received a text from their good friend, Luke. “Meet me at the park. I need help.”

Luke

We all jumped into Beau’s truck and took off for the park. Once we arrived, Beau, Damien, and Kyle, not being such close personal friends of Luke, hid in the bed of Beau’s truck with heavy artillery, while Derek and Warrick went to meet Luke, who showed up a few minutes later.

Luke’s problem was that the Green-Eyed Guy was stalking him, often showing up at the places Luke hung out. We acted appropriately concerned, and Luke decided to (finally) come completely clean with us; he looked around to make sure no one was watching, took a deep breath, and transformed. His skin flaked off like moths and melted in the sunlight, and underneath his skin was the blue of terminal frostbite and his eyes were spheres of ice. Then he transformed back, his icy exterior melting under the sun to reveal humanity underneath.

So here’s Luke’s story: even before the fights with the Green-Eyed Guy, he was kidnapped and taken to a nightmare world by some Fey. They made him as he is now, and when he escaped, he found that an imposter (called a fetch) had taken his place and stolen his life, so Luke killed him (hence how he wound up dead). Then came the fights with the Green-Eyed Guy. I have a note here: “GEG: Chaos is the answer to his prison” I don’t remember what this means, halp"

We decided it would be best if Luke laid low for the time being, so we stashed him in Beau’s in-town apartment. Luke had apparently teleported through some bushes to get to the park, so we weren’t particularly worried about being followed. Plus, it seemed the Green-Eyed Guy didn’t have any real method of tracking Luke, he just showed up at the places Luke would frequent. Luke also gave us a list of those places, mostly bars, so we could stalk the stalker.

City Hall

Our next order of business was planning the break-in at Ferdinandez Shipping. Beau and Kyle went to scout the area and look for cameras and whatnot, while Derek, Warrick, and Damien went to city hall to steal the blueprints for the building.

They decided Damien would help Warrick use his fame to create a distraction while Derek snuck downstairs to steal the floor plans. Warrick pretended to be their to raise money for school gymnastics programs or whatever.

Derek managed to sneak in while attention was focused on Warrick in the lobby. He grabbed the plans, as well as a few others to throw off the scent, and then moved a fair number around to muck up the bureaucracy and reduce the chance that the theft would even be noticed. Then he snuck back up and left through the back door.

Up in the lobby, Warrick’s presentation was coming to a close when he and Damien noticed two gentlemen with sunglasses and trenchcoats arguing with a security guard. As the two pulled out uzis, Warrick and Damien tried to warn the crowd and run for cover. Warrick wasn’t quite quick enough and took a grazing shot to his side. When the gunmen’s clips were empty and they were reloading, Warrick and Damien charged in, hoping to subdue them before they could attack again. A few more wounds were inflicted, but no serious damage done, and the security guards swooped in to finish the gunmen off. The shootout in city hall was fairly high-profile, and both Warrick and Damien will likely be more widely recognized due to their heroic actions.

When Derek heard the shooting going on, he stole Damien’s car in order to get the plans safely back to Damien’s apartment, which he also broke into.

Ferdinandez Shipping Corporate Offices

Our plan to get into the building was simple: sneak in, use the relatively unguarded employee,

Warrick was spotted by one of the guards while climbing over the fence, but managed to look like a scared kid and got off with a warning; after that the group used wire cutters to make a more subtle entrance. Upon realizing that the employee’s entrance was camera’d, the group took out both perimeter guards; Damien and Beau put their uniforms on and snuck to the security hub. Warrick, Derek, and Beau realized there was a building-code mandated fire escape on the side of the building, and slunked to the roof. Damien and Beau took out the security room guard, shut down the cameras, sealed the door, and set a frag grenade trap on the second floor, before meeting the rest on the fourth floor.

Through a cracked door, they heard a number of voices (presumably leeches) plotting…

Creole voice: We’ve accepted help from a benefactor.
Hispanic voice: Furballs?
Creole: OTHER people. There are 3 Trimere in the city, they should attack soon. Remember, these objectives are secondary, to distract from the shipments. The Sabbat‘s on our side for now.
Yeah there was probably more but it’s been a while okay?

Isabella’s Office

We found:

  • a 1767 portrait of Diego Arriyola (with a climate controlled safe behind it)
  • an old dueling pistol (in the safe)
  • a paper with Spanish writing on it, very old
    • a love letter to someone already dead (Diego)
    • apologizing for not realizing her love until too late
  • the code to Isabella’s safe (which we got after cracking the safe)
  • a switch in her desk that caused the entire room to drop down an 8-story elevator shaft

THEN SUDDENLY A WEEK HAPPENED

Afterward

Warrick picks up a burner cell phone and gives the number to the police, to distribute to reporters seeking interviews.

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