Part 1 by Sylas
We returned to London with more questions than answers, but first things first – we needed to let Boss know what we found at Stonehenge. After removing our weapons and all items of silver from our persons as (wisely) advised by Fragor we then entering the tunnels of the abandoned underground where we encountered Rach the Scot. Pointing a gun at Grim’s head, the she-wolf warned us not to make trouble before telling us we could see Boss.
A brief discussion with Boss revealed little insight as to who Legion might be, but we determined that we would need to consult an Archmage of Spirit for more clues as to what we were dealing with. After Fragor thoroughly inspected the Werewolf-in-a-Can, we began to leave when Pitt Dog burdened Fragor with a small engine that he said came from an old Mustang and the social obligation of going to see a band called ‘The Damned’.
Upon returning to the shack that we call our sanctum, we find a homeless person complete with flaming barrel. As we begin talking to him, we eventually figure out two important things – one, he only says the word ‘Boom’ which makes it all but impossible for anyone except Nameless to communicate with him; and two, that he recently lived under a bridge but was chased away by police in preparations for the London Olympic Games.
While we were discussing what to do about our new roofmate, Lord Leviticus returned with the grimoir we had recently stolen. He thanked us for our effort and left after eying the vagrant suspiciously.
Part 2 by Sylas
Fragor went out with Pitt Dog to see ‘The Damned’, finding the lost ‘Vampire-in-a-Can’ backstage in the band’s room. Things became tense when Fragor examined the item – ‘The Damned’ turned out to Vampires! Thinking quickly, Fragor was able to convince them to let him keep the Vampire-in-a-Can and leave intact.
While Fragor was making new friends, Nameless, myself and Grim debated what we should do about Boom. We eventually decided to keep him around as ‘security’ in exchange for a couple of pounds a day. With that settled, we all sat around the burning drum and settled in for a night of pizza and booze.
Bright and early next morning, Nameless receives a phone call at home from Sergeant Rebecca Williams who requested his help with a suspected suicide not far away from us. Quickly rousing the rest of us who stayed the night at the sanctum, we piled out of our beds and after a brief coffee detour, we met Nameless and Sergeant Williams at the crime scene. After brief introductions we all made our way inside and were filled in on the details. She told us she needed help, as she was very understaffed as a result of the increased security measures put in place for the London Games.
Nameless waited outside while the rest of us inspected the room with our various mage sights. My space perception helped me noticed a mobile phone wedged in between the cushions of the lounge in the middle of the room. I began to walk over to it when suddenly, it rang. Thinking quickly, I pulled out my own mobile, sat down on the lounge, and then discreetly pocketed the hidden device. Making sure no one noticed the move, I then left the room and handed the phone to Nameless.
A look of shock crossed his face as he read the text message, then he shouted, ‘Get out! Now!’. He tossed me the phone back, and we hid behind the door frame as Grim, Fragor and Williams made a dive for the door. An instant later – BOOOOOOOOOM!!!
Part 3 by Sylas
Dust and debris billowed out of the room coating the hallway with dust and exploded bit of brick. Nameless and I picked ourselves up gingerly and looked in disbelief at the remains of the room through the doorway – the entire far wall was gone, opening out into empty air. Those inside were lucky – they were flung none too gently through the door by the blast.
As we pulled ourselves together, startled residents began milling around and Williams turned to ask Nameless how he knew about the bomb when Fragor saw a man he knew. ‘Bulgarian!’, he yelled. The Bulgarian werewolf turned and ran. Fragor, Nameless and myself began to pursue him down the corridor, leaving Grim to take care of Williams and the crowd.
The Bulgarian was fast – he ran into the stairwell and began climbing the stairs five and six at a time. Fragor followed him up, however the patterns of Fate seemed to pull at my gut and on a hunch I went down, Nameless on my heels. While we ran down the stairs, we linked our minds together and explained my plan to try to cut him off.
Fragor chased the werewolf to the rooftop and got a good look at him preparing to leap across the rooftops to an adjacent building. He realised that he wouldn’t be able to make the jump and had to watch as the giant Bulgarian escaped.
Part 4 by Sylas
Meanwhile my hunches lead us to a construction site not far from the crime scene. Once we got in the construction elevator, Fragor called to let us know that the Bulgarian was headed across the rooftops to a large crane.
My luck had held! As we arrived at the roof of the building, the Bulgarian crashed onto the roof about 20 meters away and sprinted past us towards the crane. Deciding that shooting him would be a bad idea, I ran towards the controls, hoping that I might be able to prevent him from jumping to another building but he quickly scaled the iron framework and leaped to safety and continued running.
As the others joined us on the roof we decided to call off the chase. Returning to the sanctum, we talked about the events when Nameless turned around suddenly and stared across the river at the building opposite. Finding a pair binoculars, he cursed quietly – it was the Bulgarian – on the roof!
Using his skill at mind magic, Nameless attempted to communicate with the werewolf, calming him sufficiently to organise a meeting between himself and the werewolf.
Part 5 by Nameless
Now this is a little confusing because I don’t actually remember any of this but Sylas shows me what he saw back in time.
I’m off too see the wolf, the wonderful wolf of Bulgaria. Tralala. I manange to get to the roof using some quick Mind nudging on the sleeper security. Up there I slowly approach the werewolf.
Touching his mind I dwelve in to his language and re-introduce myself. Well dispite all the trouble and chasing it is pretty easy to bring the Wolf, who’s name is Little Paulie?, down and convince him we only want to help get him home. For some unknown reason he doesn’t trust Mages (neither do I) and we contact Boss to find out if they will take care of Little Paulie while we find a way to get him home. They agree and so does Little Paulie. Oh and Pitt Dog gives us a car chassis to give to Fragor who has been off earning money, or something.
Now Grim shows a great deal of ingenuity and a little bit of stupidity. He contacts both an under ground People smuggling group and the Bulgarian Embassy. We go with the Embassy.