Saint Roch's Chapel 1401

The building Enki and the others reached is far enough from the city centre, such as it is, that there are few prying eyes about, especially at night. Aserymus muses that it is not unlike others he has seen in his journey north, though he also notes the lack of windows and obvious religious iconography. In truth, he was none too fond of some of the more...inflexible aspects of the northern temples, and their religion seemed downright counter-intuitive. All the focus on punishments for bad behaviour, while the rewards for good were few and far between. But, strange lands beget strange Gods and strange people, he thinks to himself.

Following the others inside, he decides to remain apart and simply observe the dealings between the others, listening unobtrusively. Having little medical knowledge, other than the most basic mending of cuts from battle, this is the realm of healers and physicians. Let them tend to the wounded. He would be adding to their number soon enough.

"We should gather lanterns as they are safer than torches. MAYBE some rope in case we run into some pits or anything like that. Is there some place in town that might have maps of the old sewers or the plans they were made from? Maybe someone who has access to the library could see if there are older accounts of similar events in the sewers? Those who are warriors of course can gather their arms. Oh and everyone make sure you have boots that don't have any holes but you arent fond of. Anything else anyone can think of for potential preparation?"

" i think someone suggested nosferatu as they are the only known group who would have a reason to keep people out of the sewers and also easily be able to sneak up on someone. You are right though we shouldn't let that assumption blind us to other possibilities. I'm going to the library to research if there have ever been similar devilry in the sewers. Maurice if you dont mind please stay with Kristophe and help keep him safe at least until he can get a replacement bodyguard."Maurice speaks up " Oh aye Isaac. Glad to do it. Any friends of Isaac are friends of mine I always say!"
Maurice goes over to Kristophe.
"Pleased to meet you yer lordship. Don't ye worry sir I won't let you down!"

Aserymus reads the note, and the tucks it into his tunic. Time enough to follow up on that later. For now, it seems the chance to test his mettle against whatever was worrying the less-battle-oriented Cainites would have to wait one more day. No matter. Be it man or beast, it would fall just the same.

Speaking to no one in particular, but loud enough that any in the room could hear, he addresses the Abbey. "If no hunt is happening tonight, I have other duties to attend to. I will return tomorrow, and kill the beast then. May the Gods' hands guide your path until then." And without another word, the Lion of Tunis turns and departs the building, leaving the physicians and wounded in each other's company.

"I can't say anyone I know in particular has died recently but there are funerals pretty frequently here in Amsterdam yer lordship. It shouldn't be too hard to find a recent one if we look around a bit."