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As we made to leave, we heard someone come up the stairs. Most of my associates tried to hide in corners or the lecture room while I strode confidently towards the stairs. It was a caretaker of some kind, carrying a big metal toolbox. After a quick chat the good man was persuaded we were there on business, retrieving, ahem, important documents from Prof. Seymour's office. Silas borrowed some of the caretaker's tools and fixed the lock on the lecture room door. Dr. Vargas gave the caretaker a vial of his "invigorating elixir" and from Silas he received a cigar. Quite pleased with himself, he went his merry way and we left the University.
We decided to split up, Silas, Thomas, Robert and I to visit the library and look for clues in the recent newspapers, Dr. Vargas to visit and question Dr. Bonaparte and Nicholas to try his luck at the chemistry department analysing the various items we had found.
There was nothing really exciting in the local political news, just things about a local election coming up and about the local authorities coordinating with American police to clamp down on smuggling. A little more interesting was an article about "exciting discoveries" at the archaeological digs which were to be announced soon (possibly about now and most likely whatever the notes pertained to that had been taken from Seymour's and Bonaparte's offices). Silas copied down the map so we would have an idea of where to look.
We then returned to Prof. Seymour's house where we reconvened with the others and shared what we'd found.
Dr. Vargas visited Bonaparte, who wasn't home, but the door had been open so had an opportunity to search his house. He found a number of odd books, a knife sheath made from an odd, almost glowing crystal that was catching the light in an unusual manner; and a statuette of a tripedal two-headed thing.
Nicholas had tested the liquid from the batrachian statuette and found that it was some sort of solvent that would eat through any material but glass and had rather peculiar properties (tests revealed it to be both an alkaline and an acid). The statuette itself was made from a magnesium alloy. The smooth metal discs I found on the dead kidnapper were completely inert and could neither be scratched, heated or otherwise manipulated. The purple liquid in the small vial (also from the kidnapper) turned out to be honeylike and rather like the liquid from those marine plant pods we'd found on the old man on the Isle of Wight. Nicholas drank it and felt a lot better afterwards.
At the Professor's house, Nicholas touched the crystal sheath which sparkled oddly and sparks ran over his hands up his arm. Robert jumped in and separated the two.
We then looked at the various books Dr. Vargas had found. Nicholas examined a book containing rhymes in Latin mentioning the name "Cthulhu" in various places. I looked at a rather old looking one, bound in a peculiar black leather with gold trim. It's text and illustrations told of the coming of the "Great Deep One" (resembling the statuette Dr. Vargas had found) and contained rituals to summon "him" via sacrifices.
The third book contained rambling and rather random descriptions of things and creatures.
We then searched Prof. Seymour's study but didn't find anything that could have helped us shed light on the current situation. Dr. Vargas joined us, reporting that the Professor's wife had sadly passed away as well.
There was a safe but we had no luck opening it as we had no clue as to the combination. Vargas thought that the Professor's son might know.
As there was nothing else to do, we retired for the night.
As we made to leave, we heard someone come up the stairs. Most of my associates tried to hide in corners or the lecture room while I strode confidently towards the stairs. It was a caretaker of some kind, carrying a big metal toolbox. After a quick chat the good man was persuaded we were there on business, retrieving, ahem, important documents from Prof. Seymour's office. Silas borrowed some of the caretaker's tools and fixed the lock on the lecture room door. Dr. Vargas gave the caretaker a vial of his "invigorating elixir" and from Silas he received a cigar. Quite pleased with himself, he went his merry way and we left the University.
We decided to split up, Silas, Thomas, Robert and I to visit the library and look for clues in the recent newspapers, Dr. Vargas to visit and question Dr. Bonaparte and Nicholas to try his luck at the chemistry department analysing the various items we had found.
There was nothing really exciting in the local political news, just things about a local election coming up and about the local authorities coordinating with American police to clamp down on smuggling. A little more interesting was an article about "exciting discoveries" at the archaeological digs which were to be announced soon (possibly about now and most likely whatever the notes pertained to that had been taken from Seymour's and Bonaparte's offices). Silas copied down the map so we would have an idea of where to look.
We then returned to Prof. Seymour's house where we reconvened with the others and shared what we'd found.
Dr. Vargas visited Bonaparte, who wasn't home, but the door had been open so had an opportunity to search his house. He found a number of odd books, a knife sheath made from an odd, almost glowing crystal that was catching the light in an unusual manner; and a statuette of a tripedal two-headed thing.
Nicholas had tested the liquid from the batrachian statuette and found that it was some sort of solvent that would eat through any material but glass and had rather peculiar properties (tests revealed it to be both an alkaline and an acid). The statuette itself was made from a magnesium alloy. The smooth metal discs I found on the dead kidnapper were completely inert and could neither be scratched, heated or otherwise manipulated. The purple liquid in the small vial (also from the kidnapper) turned out to be honeylike and rather like the liquid from those marine plant pods we'd found on the old man on the Isle of Wight. Nicholas drank it and felt a lot better afterwards.
At the Professor's house, Nicholas touched the crystal sheath which sparkled oddly and sparks ran over his hands up his arm. Robert jumped in and separated the two.
We then looked at the various books Dr. Vargas had found. Nicholas examined a book containing rhymes in Latin mentioning the name "Cthulhu" in various places. I looked at a rather old looking one, bound in a peculiar black leather with gold trim. It's text and illustrations told of the coming of the "Great Deep One" (resembling the statuette Dr. Vargas had found) and contained rituals to summon "him" via sacrifices.
The third book contained rambling and rather random descriptions of things and creatures.
We then searched Prof. Seymour's study but didn't find anything that could have helped us shed light on the current situation. Dr. Vargas joined us, reporting that the Professor's wife had sadly passed away as well.
There was a safe but we had no luck opening it as we had no clue as to the combination. Vargas thought that the Professor's son might know.
As there was nothing else to do, we retired for the night.
