Monstrous Messenger
18th of November 2006 A.D.
Using your sword to take off a lock of hair is a little awkward and more than a little weird since it is not supposed to cut its bearer, though probably not as weird as it is for Harry and dad to see you do it from the looks they give you. "Here, to track me with, just in case. I'm going to take out a transformer downtown."
It only takes you five minutes to get in sight of your destination, threads of essence reaching beyond into a realm where code is law and the song of transistors screams.
Lost 1 Essence -> Now at 10/15 (HMP; Control active for 1 month)
A moment later as you head back to the car. Clippy announces another call, this time she lets it though. "Hi," you say, all fake cheer, wondering if he's going to try to pretend to be Izzy, to lure you into a trap.
The voice on the other end is male though, keep but not unrecognizably so, the accent has a bit of a Texas twang to to like an old episode of Walker Texas Ranger. "Miss Carpenter, my name..." He gives off a husky laugh. "Well I have had many names over the years, lets go with Fixer, that is my function at the moment. I have something of yours: Isabela McDougal and Alexander DuPont, both intact and unharmed which I am willing to deliver back to you in that state in exchange to helping me finish a
troublesome contract."
Lost 1 Essence -> Now at 9/15 (Intimidation Excellency)
"I have a counter-proposal, you will set them free unharmed in mind, body and soul and I will give you a head-start before I start hunting you," you answer, voice saccharine sweet like mom sounds when she's talking to someone she really hates.
The Naagloshi does not laugh, but you can hear the smile in his voice, you can all but smell the sweetness of rotting meat on his breath "I'm afraid I cannot do that, a bargain has been made, a price has been paid. It's not much but it's a living, a fellow has to eat." The way he says that makes your stomach churn, but now is not the time to get distracted.
"What do you want?" You ask sharply hoping to keep him out of balance.
"To kill and consume Harry Blackstone Copperfield Dresden, he has been making a lot of trouble for his betters or so I am told. What I was not informed when taking the contract is that one of my kin had staked a claim to his body."
"I am no kin of yours," you answer without hesitation, without the thinnest crack of doubt into which he could jam a knife.
"No? Do you think the gifts of darkness and desolation are so common then? To be found by chance asking nothing?
Costing nothing? You are as a wolf sister, awoken suddenly by a careless sheep. Having devoured it you then fell back to fitful slumber 'neath its flayed skin and behold you think yourself a sheep. Yet you are a dream of elder days which has crawled into the husk of mortality and for the moment forgotten herself. It will crumble eventually, no matter how many times the Shepherd repeats the lie. You and I should really be on the same side, like-minded as we face a future bright."
The one fount of secrets your Crown cannot unlock, itself. A chasm of sudden dread opens before your feet. Another time, perhaps in another place you might have fallen into it, but not here not now, not in the face of
this thing.
"You can smell it in the subtle perfume of destitution, can't you? You can hear it in the shards of broken hopes and ruined faith rubbing together, the Turning of the Age? But still you will not listen, not yet..." Broken Seeker sighs with some sincerity. "All you want to do now is fuck Dresden, you want to fuck him
alive which is just unreasonably picky by the way." The monster tsks as you discover just how tough your stomach is. "So here is the deal, according to the contract I made Dresden has to die and I have to consume him. But nowhere is is specified he has to stay dead or what part of him I have to eat. Bring the wizard and the little Greywalker, Lydia I think her name is. I will stop his heart for a bit, eat some minor aspect of his, musical talent, his sense of smell, his ability to see colors that kind of thing, I am open to negotiation on the matter then she puts his soul back in, I start his heart with a bit of a jolt and you get Isabela and Alexander back safe and sound, they won't even know they were taken unless you tell them."
The unspoken threat at the end of the sentence is obvious, too obvious for Broken Seeker to speak apparently.
What do you reply?
[] Ask more questions about his deal, try to see how sincere he is
-[] Write in social buffs (optional)
[] You have heard enough, battle it is.
-[] Write in plan
[] Write in
OOC: I had to do a rewrite of this since I initially had Molly use Broken Seeker's name for intimidation purposes, but that is the kind of call that is best made by the players I eventually realized. Hope this works. 
