Saint Roch's Chapel 1401

*Kristophe lays in the back of the chapel uncouncious. Henry paces back and forth fretting with his sleeves*

*Henry turns to Ilza*

"It looks like he might have been stabbed at least a few times, maybe cut too. I found his companion with him as well, looks like he took a lot of hits for Kristophe, most likely saved him. There was no bodies but there was deffinitly quite a fight, I can't imagine it was a simple robbery just based on the fact that they caused this must damage."

*Henry turns to Isaac*

"I found him just inside the city, I went looking for him when he didn't show up to discuss the curse we heard about at the festivites awhile ago. As for being OK you would need to ask your companion."

"Kristophe! You're awake, thats such good news! I found you in an alley just inside the city, I got worried after I didn't hear back from you about discussing the curse we learned about at the festivities."

*Before hearing Kristophe answers, Henry runs over to the closet and pulls out a robe identical to the one he was wearing*

"Your clothes are a mess, please take this, it will help you move about without drawing too much attention to yourself until you can change into your usual attire."

Kristophe looks around, confusion obvious on his face for a moment. Seeing those gathered he slowly relaxes somewhat before sitting up slowly.

"Ilza, intake it I have you to thank for my awakening now. It seems I will owe you some for the assistance. And Henry my good friend, I likely owe you my life as well. Had you not found me I can only imagine what would have happened."

He takes the the robe offered and places it over his clothes. "I shall likely need some time to recover fully, but it seems I am alright. Thank you."

"Some local builders, working on the sewers beneath the city, spoke of such a thing, fearing the meaning behind a rash of ill luck. Breaking and loss of tools, dangerous work conditions with things falling and collapsing, and finally the disappearance of one of their workers. Though possibly nothing more than superstition, the loss of the man does not bode well in such regards."

Kristophe turns towards Isaac, "I thank you for your concern of me. It is good to know others are willing to aid their fellows however possible. Sadly I cannot say who it is that attacked me, they took me by surprise and I was wholly unprepared for such an act."

*Henry runs his hand over his head thinking*

"Is it possible that these occurances in the sewers may be the work of someone or something instead of a vague curse? All of the instances described sound like the work of something protecting it's territory; like a wild animal but with more intellect. Perhaps it might be wise to look into creatures that prefer to hide in the ground?"

Kristophe stands and stretches, visibly uncomfortable for a few moments as some of his wounds begin to heal. "Twas my thought as well Isaac, some of our kind are more known to inhabit darker places and spot underground. The Nosferatu especially, though anyone who shuns society could be driven to such a place. It is possible it could be something else though, as you've learned werewolves are real, and indeed many other things as well."

"I believe I can lead you to where the workers spoke of, though I am unsure if this supposed curse and my attackers are connected. It could possibly be two seperate issues," Kristophe replies, running at his shoulder as he rotates his arm.

"As to the methods of my attacker, I could not describe. It happened so quickly I had scarce chance to respond, though I do agree it seemed unnatural in origin." Kristophe bobs his head as he thinks, before continuing, "I have been contacted by Erciyes that an unknown necromancer has been noticed within the city, and a previous member of the clan has gone missing while looking into them."