Who: Professors Aldrich and Watney, Dr. Henry Armitage, and all guests
What: A meeting to discuss recent events
Where: The drawing room
When: A little after 10am, Thursday, October 11
Rating and Warnings: PG
Notes: For simplicity’s sake, we’re handwaving the process of rounding everyone up for this meeting. You can assume that either Taylor or Elias came to find your character and asked them to come down and take part, so those who needed special motivation to take part would have it. OOC’ly, we suggest that everyone take part in this log if possible, as it’s a major source of dissemination for info about the plot and will offer an easy route to get characters involved. Also, if you want to talk to one of the NPCs in particular, please put their name in the subject line so we'll know. Otherwise any of them might reply. Of course you can also talk among yourselves and move between threads you much as you'd like! ETA: There's also a thread here for new arrivals. While no one should be in the portal room when they arrive, anyone can run into them on their way upstairs, if you think your character would wander away from the meeting in-progress.
It’s getting a little crowded these days to have everyone in the drawing room at once, especially with the addition not only of Taylor and Elias but a third scholarly-looking gentleman who several of the guests are sure to remember from the last time he was there speaking to them all.
With sharp eyes behind his wire-rimmed spectacles and a hawkish nose, the man looks quite shrewd. Once everyone has assembled, it is he who speaks first, looking over the assembled group carefully.
“Good morning to all of you,” he begins. “For those whom I haven’t met, my name is Henry Armitage. I’m the director of the Miskatonic University library, and a long-time colleague of both Dr. Watney and Dr. Aldrich. I also have had the dubious fortune of becoming privy to several of the...occurrences which have beset this region in recent months.
As I trust you’ll all know, we’ve asked for your help in looking into events which might be pertinent to,” he clears his throat here, “this situation in which all of you are involved and which we believe might be related to other unexplained developments. But up until now, we’ve had little specific to request of you.”
He pauses and picks up
a newspaper from the table by his chair. The first article on the front page is circled--an article that will no doubt be familiar to those who saw yesterday’s paper where it was left in the kitchen. He passes the paper to the person nearest on his left with a nod for them to pass it on. “If any of you have been following the local news, you will perhaps have seen the item that was on yesterday’s front page about the skeleton found in the basement of a local house, the house of the late Jason Sheckley.
“It may not seem like much on the surface but,” he glances over at his two colleagues, “we’d like it if some of you would look into it. Discreetly, of course. It wouldn’t do to incite some sort of public panic over something that might turn out to have no sinister meaning at all. But if you could just see what you can find--perhaps a few of you might say that you’re...” He seems momentarily unsure what cover to suggest, and then lights on what seems a decently good example, “that you’re private investigators hired by a lost heir who has an interest in the Sheckley estate.”
His eyes scan across the group, looking hopefully for volunteers to take up the project. “Would you be willing to do it?”