Café de Nuit

Van Rijn presses forward through the smoking room. Damn that joker, he thinks to himself. With his smug allusions to transmutation...well, no matter. Lukas and Jacob will be unimpeded, and they've no idea what's in store for them soon. "Very good," he snaps out. "Press up the stairs, ...

Two servants, however, are not fazed at all by the chaos going on around them; they are young, black-haired men, and they enter the Entrance Hall from the servant's quarters and go quickly up the stairs...towards the Library. An especially astute observer might note that one of them is the young man...

Much necromantic magical energy around van Rijin.
A few enchantment spells on various people that may or may not have been dispelled by the break enchantment spell that was fired off (player's option on which side they want).

Van Rijn coughs one last time. It is a pale imitation of his former hacking, a short clearing of the throat.

“So, my minions” he continues after what seemed a lengthy silence. “Strike down our enemies and find it! Find it now!”

The dinner began uneventfully with the guests arriving in a slow trickle, some from Richemulot and others from as far away as Darkon, Nova Vassa and even Paridon. Eventually, after some suspense, the man of the day Erik van Rijn arrived in his private carriage. Much to the surprise of all in attenda...

The Dining Hall stretches out before you, a thing of opulence and grandeur, but now filled with an air for fear. The people have been divided into two sides of the room with a few scattered stragglers hiding under the table. A deep crimson carpet covers the floor from wall to wall and a single large...

OOC - Everyone please finish any posts you have. There will be a short intermission right away. Go to the lobbey, get some snacks.

Van Rijin straightens slightly, his grip on his cane slackens slightly and his voice becomes firmer. For a second he speaks as his old self, commanding and authoritative. “My agents have been infiltrating the Fraternity and the Manoir for some time now. I supplied them with a number of tokens that ...

“I am old and this…”he looks at his wrinkled and yellowed hands “...this meat would fail. Sooner or later. I had no other choice. So I have returned here and organized this party for one reason: to give my… allies… access to la Manoir de de Penombre and the secrets it contains!”

The wizened figure looks at Gertrude, Conrad, Buchvold and the rest slowly casting his gaze across the room. He straightens slightly standing almost entirely on his own leaning only slightly onto his cane. He looks even more gaunt and pale than before his fall but more stable on his feet. “My broth...

No sooner had the main meal begun when the main entrance to the Dining Hall opened signalling another arrival Van Rijn enters and takes his place behind the podium; those assembled are again shocked by the change in him. His face is the colour of yellowed parchment, almost hidden in the tangle of h...

"Professor Erik van Rijn," van Rijn replies, offering Hartly his hand. "I am afraid it is Life that I am sick with, and I am not sure I would care to be cured of it." "Indeed, who does?" murmurs Crow, and his gray eyes look distant for a heartbeat. Then he blinks away ...

"It is my very great pleasure to be here, Master Hartly," van Rijn replies. "Nothing would have prevented me from coming." Catching his breath, van Rijn coughs heavily, then continues to cough, his frame wracked with spasms. Finally catching his breath, he mutters, "A long j...

Vili seem in shock at seing the man and ask to Harthy in a murmur "Is he alwayrs like that?" "I do not know." Hartly responded before stepping forward. "I am Lauren Hartly, Professor Van Rijn. You seem ill and my studies have revealed methods of aid in such things. Perhaps ...

Van Rijn shuffles forward, dismissing his manservant with a brusque shrug; the young man departs toward the servants' quarters. By careful effort and the use of the cane van Rijn remains upright, leaning slightly on Hazan's arm as necessary.