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[Drakilian]

"As I said, it is void of life I am capable of sensing. I cannot sense demons, angels or spirits of any kind until I obtain a greater mastery over Life. It is also possible through applications of Death to conceal one's living aura. I would not be surprised if that was the case."

[Forge]

"Transformers Dat way, tricky for me to blow it again but Emend could do somthin with it I think?" He then behins creepi g a little closer keeping an eye out for cameras.

[Not Aman]

“Maybe there’s a portal there?” Robor asks. “Or they cleared out when we found them on the internet.” Robor wonders aloud, looking around for demons and spirits. Maybe he could ask one of them aboutbthe situation.

[BerkaZerka]

At first, Robor could see no active spirits around at all, until he passed his glance over the river. There, looking back at him from out from the waters by the half sunken barge, was some kind of large river spirit. It looked like a bubble-eyed giant koi, but something was wrong with it - as if it was cancerous or sick.

UsdiYona could see it as well, though to her, it smelled rotten.

Beats meanwhile, got close enough to the warehouse to see that there was no existing security around it at all, except for sturdy locked doors and a closed scrolling door (where tractor trailers could back up to, for loading and unloading). Peering cautiously around the front, he noted that a small parking lot, by the main door, was currently empty; and a sigh read in both Tagalog, Thai, and English - "Joyful Swanhouse Beautiful Lady Pageants Receiving."

From his new position, Beats could also see into the open loading docks of the adjacent factory, where scores of Filipino workers were busy sewing together garments or clothing of some kind within. A group was also driving small forklifts in the main road, loading a truck with large crates, while a foreman stood by, overseeing the work.

After waiting a few minutes, the Saint (Killer) realized that Miguel should have returned by now - and that something felt off. While he could still feel the weight of the anchoring connection he had with the ghost, he could no longer sense the Spaniard himself.

[Drakilian]

"Miguel's time is up. I can also no longer sense his presence - though he is still intact, seeing as I can feel the anchor in place. Be on your guards, we are certainly walking into a trap."

That being said, Killer starts walking closer to the warehouse. He scans the building (with spatial map if the wards permit it) to ascertain all points of entry.

"Robor, I expect that we are expected. Could you make select portions of the wall transparent for us to see into the warehouse? I do not think we will lose out on any element of surprise.

[BerkaZerka]

Bringing up his spatial map, the Saint (Killer) gained a mental image of the warehouse and its surrounding area. Inside, was a huge collection of stage props and equipment used in the production of the company's various pageants, as well as racks and racks of amazingly gaudy dresses and other ridiculous costumes.

The Saint (Killer) could also see an office inside, and a void space (about the size of the warehouse they saw while in the internet) that was warded from his view.

From what he could tell, there was no one inside the warehouse (at least the parts he could actually perceive).

[Drakilian]

"Spatial map shows a large void area inside the warehouse. We have to get in before we can do much else," Killer says, updating the others.

That being said, he goes back to looking for an entry point - be it a glass roof, an easily broken down door, a window, etc.

[LadyZerka]

"What in the heck is wrong with that there fish?" UsdiYona asks. "We really need to know what happened to that thing. I'm gonna go talk to it."

UsdiYona pinches her nose and heads to the barge.

[Not Aman]

"What in the heck is wrong with that there fish?" UsdiYona asks. "We really need to know what happened to that thing. I'm gonna go talk to it."

UsdiYona pinches her nose and heads to the barge.

“Hey Usdi. Wait a second before messing with that spirit.” Robor says. “We don’t have jurisdiction here, and we need to find Faith first.”

"Robor, I expect that we are expected. Could you make select portions of the wall transparent for us to see into the warehouse? I do not think we will lose out on any element of surprise.

Robor nods.
“Yeah, I’m sure I can ‘find’ us some cracks in the walls to look into.” Robor says with a smirk, approaching the warehouse, and feeling for a good spot to look in, scratching his ring onto the wall.

[killa_robot]

Emend casts "Eye of the Magus", in order to check for any signs of magic he might be able to find.

[Forge]

Beats comes back around and talks to the others as he begins testing the door "Dis place is deserted, loadsa workers further down but not comin close."

He then checks the door for locks

[LadyZerka]

"Jurisdiction? The heck is that anyway?" UsdiYona asks Robor.

"I bet that fish knows something!"

[BerkaZerka]

Out back, between the ten-foot high concrete wall and the warehouse itself, there was no danger of being seen casting spells by sleepers. Using his gaze through the mountain rote, Robor turned a section of the wall transparent, allowing the disciples to look in.

They saw what the saint had sensed with spatial map - A huge collection of stage props and equipment; and all the whacky pageant dresses and other strange costumes.

The locked steel door meanwhile, was no match for Emend's ability to telekinetically unlock it with forces.

[Forge]

Beats quickly pushes inside and heads carefully towards the shielded area, preparing for a fight

[Drakilian]

Killer motions Robor forward after Beats

"Since we can't see in that area either making the walls see-through might work."

[killa_robot]

Emend takes out his pistol after entering the building, following behind Beats.

[BerkaZerka]

Entering the building and looking around, showed a separate portion of the warehouse walled off - and entered through another locked security door. Using Robor's gaze through the mountain rote, revealed that it was the same warehouse area that the disciples has seen while in the internet.

It was fifty by fifty feet square and prominently occupied by the large tarp-covered object in the center. There was also that gaudy throne-like chair, a high definition camera on a tri-pod (facing the chair), and a computer server, desk, and filing cabinets off to the side. A computer cable ran from the camera, across the rough concrete floor, to the back of the server, while a quick-release chain system hung from the ceiling over the tarped object.

On the side of the area, opposite the desk, was a narrow hallway with a bathroom at the end. A couple of fifty gallon trash bins - the kind with wheels -  where kept in the hallway, along with a rack of cleaning supplies.

Hanging  from the ceiling in that area, was a thick armor-cabled electrical wire - the outlet box on the end melted and charred - as if from multiple power-surges over a significant length of time.

No one appeared to be around - and still no sign of Miguel.

Looking with his eyes of the magus, Emend could see that the gaudy throne-like chair was some kind of magical artifact. It held sway over the powers of space and, to a smaller degree, life.

The object under the tarp also resonated with powerful death and spirit magic, while the hanging electrical socket seemed to be normal, though it clearly had been exposed to forces magic enough times to have picked up a slight resonance.

UsdiYona meanwhile, felt an odd pull toward the thing under the tarp. It was like a big surprise or something that she couldn't stand waiting to see what it was. She simply had to go and take a peek.

The curiosity was positively killing her.

Once again, Emend was able to make short work of the locked door - opening the area up for the disciples to investigate further...

[Drakilian]

Killer finds himself as interested in the tarp as Usdi.

Some morbid part of him eagerly expects to find something quite horrible underneath it - even as he prepares himself for a surprise, he moves to pull the tarp off whatever it is covering.

[Not Aman]

Robor taps the floor with his sword, hoping to see the recent past.

[Forge]

Before they get too close Beats calls out "Dats where dey torture an kill Kids. I wouldnt be touchin it cos Imma be blastin it inta farking dust along with da demon."

It would be becoming very obvious that Beats is getting seriously angry right now.

Beats will use spacial awareness to try and find enemies nearby. If he finds one he will pretty much instantly attack them with Ranged Blows.

OOC: If the Woman from the video appears he will also use haymaker ranged blows the first moment he can and charge her.

[killa_robot]

Noticing those heading towards the tarp, Emend decides to warn them.

"Be careful. Whatever is under there has powerful death and spirit magic coming from it."

He'll then make his way to the computer, to see if its contents will hold what the disciples all suspect is happening here.

[LadyZerka]

UsdiYona stands by the Saint to see what's under the tarp.

[BerkaZerka]

Using the postcognition power of the sword, Robor saw the Filipino woman and Faith getting up from the chair after their video presentation. The woman gave Faith a silver ring of some kind, explaining that it was for good luck - to help her dad find her faster.

When Faith innocently put the ring on, she changed in appearance, to a Filipino boy and began talking to the woman in Tagalog. The woman replied back in Tagalog, which Faith seemed to understand - apparently being unaware of her change - and the two of them left the room together.

Robor, followed the ghostly reflections of the past, observing the woman and Faith leave the warehouse, then get into a fancy silver BMW in the parking lot. They sat there a moment talking, and then drove up the dirt road to the north - apparently leaving the area.

The Saint and UsdiYona meanwhile, pulled the tarp off a large industrial sized wood-chipper.

The thing was set up with hopper open at top, under the quick-release chain hanging from the ceiling. The chip-chute was coming off the side and turned downward, so that that it would empty directly onto the floor - or into one of the large trash cans on wheels (were it to be placed underneath it).

Looking down into the hopper, revealed tiny chunks of rotting meat and scraps of cloth stuck in all the various cracks and crevasses - and something that looked a lot like a small tooth. There was no spatter of dried blood however - though the presence of a large drain in the floor, directly under the chipper, seemed to suggest it was hosed out after each use.

It looked like Beats was right about its function though.

Beats' spatial awareness failed to manifest meanwhile, the power of the throne-like chair completely blocking all space related arcana in the immediate area.

As this went on, Emend checked out the server and found - much to his surprise - that his forces abilities worked just as well on the computer from the outside as the inside. He easily decrypted the password and immediately gained access to everything on the hard drive.

Unfortunately, the computer looked completely legit - holding only business related files, pageant photos, and other mundane data. From these, Emend was able to glean the name of the Filipino woman - "Kajet Kajet"; Owner and Proprietor of Joyful Swanhouse Beautiful Lady Pageants and Productions.

There was one other thing about the server that stood out to Emend - a separate partition in the memory, apparently set up to read encrypted USB drives without storing any of the data locally.

If this dragon lady that had Faith was some kind of serial killer of children, it made sense that she would keep trophies of some sort. Probably on USB drives - but where?

[killa_robot]

Since it works the same as it did while he was in cyber space, Emend will attempt to see if their are any open connections to the server.

After that, he'll attempt to look up information about the owner and company, suspecting the USB drive would be kept close by her.

[Drakilian]

His urge satisfied, Killer turns to the throne and looks it over.

He considers hacking it apart with the sword, but if it proves too resilient to destroy with the weapon he will simply give up - while he could corrode it with the Death, doing so would use up his remaining Mana, he needs that mana for them to survive.

"Miguel is still gone. This place may look abandoned but if he could be taken I doubt our safety. Do not let your guards down for a second.

Though it occurs to me that there should be many ghosts here, given the way those children were killed. Perhaps they have safeguards in place for that. Robor, you said this thing radiated Spirit and Death? Perhaps it traps the souls of those it has killed?"

[Forge]

Beats looks around for a steel pole to use on the wood chipper or other large mundane object of brute force

[BerkaZerka]

There were no open connections on the server, but Emend was able to find a home address for the Filipino woman - in an upscale side of town - not too far away by car (or colorful jeepney).

The Saint meanwhile, was able to hack the throne-like chair apart with his sword, noting that it seemed exceptionally durable - just not to his enhanced strength/magic weapon combo.

As soon as the chair was sufficiently demolished, Emend noted a collapse of the space ward in the immediate area, as well as a lifting of the scrying ban. He could also see powerful supernal magic coruscating from the remains, to evaporate away into the ether. Somehow, he knew that what he was witnessing, was the death of an ancient artifact, crafted before the time of man, through tremendous magics the likes of which Emend could hardly begin to comprehend.

As this went on, Beats picked up a long heavy crowbar from the supply area, and began hammering away at the wood-chipper with it. While the act was somewhat cathartic, the dents and dings he was putting into the industrial machine where not going to break it. The thing was build like a tank and could probably survive getting hit by a train.

[Forge]

Having gotten some of his angry energy out on the giant machine Beats pauses. Noting that Saint had also been going hog wild on a piece of the scenery he gives him a nod. before speaking.

"Right, Ill burn dis farkin thing down later. For now wheres da woman and Faith." Looking around "If ya just broke the ward we better be getting after her real fast yeh?" Beats keeps his, now well warmed up, muscles moving as he bounces on his toes, early eeady to move as soon as he gets a location.

[killa_robot]

"The woman's name is 'Kajet Kajet', and her house isn't far from here. We should hurry," Emend says, relying the information he just learned.

[Forge]

"Whats da address, can you show me a map?" Beats immediatly asks "Can scry it and portal dere in seconds!"

[Not Aman]

“Uh, so Faith is in a car.” Robor. Says. “She’s been transformed into a filipino kid by a magic ring.”

He glances at the Wood Chipper and Beats hammering away at it.
“Lets just focus on not attacking inanimate objects.” Robor says.

[Drakilian]

"Beats, can you try scrying for Faith now that she's out of here and we've destroyed the ward? We can pray to Sarapheen for a portal when we're ready to leave."

He takes out the same photo of Faith he'd given Beats earlier and hands it back.

"Robor, I do not have the energy necessary to examine the wood chipper in more detail, can you do it in my stead? The combination of death and life makes me think it's a soul jar but I am unable to confirm, if that's the case it might be worth using my last mana to destroy it with Death and release whatever has been trapped within."

Then to Emend - "Thank you, I could never have found any of that myself."

[killa_robot]

Emend tells Beats the location, then casts Imbue Mana on Saint, so that he may investigate the wood chipper.

[Forge]

Having a location, Beats immediatly sits down and holds his space tag. He scrys for the location, the outside of the building not the woman or faith (So she wouldnt sense it if she had guards up)

[BerkaZerka]

Emend transferred a portion of his own mana to the Saint (Killer); while Beats scryed out the Filipino woman's address (after getting a good look at it on google maps).

The house at the location was a fancy art-deco modern home, tucked into a tight-packed community of other fancy residences, across the street from a large golf course - roughly two miles east of the university. There did not appear to be any magical wards protecting the house and Beats was able to get a good look at it - both outside and in. Nothing about the three bedroom home (or its contents) stood out as particularly unusual in any way.

No one was currently at the place; and the silver BMW was not in the driveway.

UsdiYona meanwhile, continued to be mesmerized by the wood chipper - feeling a slight gravitational pull toward it - though she was able to resist it, simply by standing still. She could sense that something was hidden inside the bulky machinery and it was killing her to not know what it was.

[LadyZerka]

"This thing gives me the willies! You sure that creepy doll kid ain't around here somewhere? It feels the same somehow..."

[Not Aman]

Robor examines the woodchipper with his spirit magic.

“It just looks like a torture machine so far.”

[Forge]

Beats swears to himself then stands slowly "Deres no-one at the address. No car or anythin."

[BerkaZerka]

Looking at the wood-chipper with spirit sight, confirmed that it was a soul jar - something to trap spirits and souls within.

There appeared to be a few dozen minor spirits cloistered within, as well as a single more powerful one (comparable to the Mastiff Hound at least); and fifteen ill-defined entities (which Robor had come to realize was how his spirit sight interpreted human ghosts).

The Saint (Killer) could easily confirm this, looking with his own grim sight - only there was also a powerful component to actually draw the disembodied in, like some sort of magical black hole. While he was currently unable to make out any of the individual characteristics of the fifteen ghosts held inside the soul jar, the Saint (Killer) was pretty sure this is where Miguel had ended up.

[Drakilian]

"Want to bet that if we break this thing open we'll have a couple of willing helpers?" Killer suggests, after sharing the information with the others (and thanking Emend with some surprise).

He carves a rune of destruction into the side of the Wood chipper and mutters the words of power for Destroy Object, concentrating and spending a willpower on the spell. Once the thing's durability and structure have been eroded by the spell he will cut it apart with the sword.

[Not Aman]

“Lots of ghosts. And some powerful spirits.” Robor says with a nod.

“Just be careful. Being stuck in a soul jar could drive anything insane.”

[BerkaZerka]

The Saint (Killer) watched in satisfaction as the wood-chipper corroded away under his touch. The rust was like a ravenous cancer, spreading unchecked throughout the machinery - until the whole thing just fell in on itself.

For a moment, the soul jar was still intact, until the Saint (Killer) took a few swings at the remains with his sword. That was the final straw, and in an unseen burst of ephemeral energy - practically blinding to Robor and the Saint - a myriad of entities were cast out into Twilight.

The Spaniard Miguel was among the ghosts. He shook his head to clear it a moment, before saying, "I think being a tree was worse. Not by much, but yes, I am glad to be out of that thing."

Of the other ghosts, thirteen were of small children, each under five years of age, and from all nationalities. The fourteenth was that of a Filipino Police Detective, who had once gotten a little too close to discovering Kajet Kajet's dark secret nearly six years ago.

A tunnel of light opened into Twilight, before the confused and disoriented souls; and two female angels of death floated down to round up the children and lead them through. They cast a wary glance at the disciples, but said nothing, simply going about their business, comforting and guiding the frightened spirits of the dead children.

The ghost of the Filipino Police Detective also went through, while the various minor spirits fled the supernal light.

Miguel sighed, looking at the departing souls. "One day I will be worthy."

The one major spirit meanwhile, skittered into the shadows of the warehouse (still in twilight). It appeared as a naked, androgynous form of sickly mauve colored skin that looked positively starved. Its bald head was featureless, save for a ring of nine unblinking beady black eyes running around its circumference - giving the demon 360 degree vision.

It had no mouth to speak of (or speak with), but it did make odd clicking sounds, as it darted back and forth looking around, under, and behind everything - as if desperately searching for something. Its neurotic anxious behavior seemed to create an air of nervousness, as if it could erupt into irrational violence at any moment.

Of course, only Robor, UsdiYona, and Miguel could see it clearly - while the Saint (Killer) saw it as black slashes moving chaotically about his grim sight.

To Emend and Beats, the thing was completely invisible.

[Drakilian]

"Miguel, let it know that we are hunting the things that trapped it. Ask it to make a deal with Robor", Killer says while gesturing to Robor.

"If it's been trapped in there for long it might be starved for Essence. I'm sure it would be easy enough to tame with an appropriate offering."

[Not Aman]

Robor attempts to calm down the demon, using his mind spirit magic.
“Calm down, demon.” Robor says.

"Miguel, let it know that we are hunting the things that trapped it. Ask it to make a deal with Robor", Killer says while gesturing to Robor.

"If it's been trapped in there for long it might be starved for Essence. I'm sure it would be easy enough to tame with an appropriate offering."

“I’m not certain we’d want to tame it. It’s not a good spirit. At least it certainly doesn’t look like one. I’d want to first converse with it. Or, Probably not comverse, but communicate somehow.”

[Drakilian]

"The worse the better. Kajet deserves no kinder fate than to be eaten alive by her own discarded demons," Killer answers.

"Regardless, do as you wish. I can barely see the thing."

[Forge]

"Another farking invisible one?" Beats asks sounding annoyed. "Saint, ya need to learn ta scry already... hmm hold on."

Beats heads over to Saint and trys to scry directly on Faith using Saints sympathetic connection

[Drakilian]

"I'll never be as good as you Beats", he says, handing him the photo.

Especially when I have no connection to the person in question...

[BerkaZerka]

The demon stopped cold at Robor's directive - the clicking noises it made, abruptly assuming the slow cadence of a clock.

Miguel approached it cautiously - his spirit halberd in hand. "Er, you understand Spanish, yes?" he asked in his native language. The demon swiveled its body to face Miguel, as its head remained fixed in its original position.

The clicking noises stopped.

"I don't think this is a good idea," Miguel called to the Saint, starting to feel a mounting dread.

Robor meanwhile, took a moment to analyze the spirit with his mage sight. It was another Dementia - Paranoia to be exact. Completely useless, and - if they didn't do something about it soon - it would afflict them with its derangement just through its presence alone.

Indeed, everyone in the warehouse was beginning to feel an uneasy anxiety steadily creeping into them...

Beats meanwhile, tried and failed to locate Faith. There was still something in place, blocking his attempts.

[Not Aman]

“Yeah, no go Saint. This isnt a spirit we want tagging along.”

Robor draws out his ring, and nods to Usdi.
“Gotta get rid of this menance. Now.” He says, as he actively damages the spirits corpus

[Forge]

"Still blocked, sorry." Beats says handing the picture back. "Right... who can let me see dis thing?" He says squinting in the direction others are looking and readying his gauntlets.