[ That seems like a decent theory, based on the little that they know. Once again, Fern can't understand how everyone inside the warehouse is apparently fine with having their mood altered against their will, but then again, people also imbibe things like alcohol willingly.
So, someone powerful enough to be able to push past the man's notable mental defenses. Fern doesn't like the sound of that; she sends a wary glance back in the direction of the building. ]
Is that your plan, then? To confront whoever it is once you've thought through your approach?
[ It's not as if Fern hasn't done similar in the past. To say nothing of Strahd, there was also the abbot. She knows firsthand that it's important to be fully prepared when confronting anyone with that level of power, and it would be no different here.
At his question, though, she scoffs and shakes her head. She doesn't even know what "clubbing" is, but setting that inside... ]
I tracked someone here. [ And there's no reason to keep it a secret, so she adds: ] A vampire who I suspected was up to no good.
Hm. Maybe. I hate not knowing what I'm dealing with.
[Moreover, maybe there is a part of him that hates not being the most powerful psionic in the room, because that means he relinquishes control; and Henry Creel does love his control when it comes to applying his powers to others. Not necessarily the other way around.
That last part, though... That totally derails him a bit.]
A vampire? [Now, given the nature of this world, this shouldn't surprise him. What's really curious is why Fern felt the need to track them at all.] Is there a bounty on them, or something?
Edited (you are NOT seeing me edit this ages later just bc i saw my grammar mistake helppppp) 2025-10-02 21:13 (UTC)
[ Fern can agree with that sentiment, though he doesn't seem to want to admit to anything right here and now. Perhaps because he doesn't trust her to not point fingers if whoever is behind the mind control ends up injured or worse.
(Little does he know, she's an assassin by trade and doesn't lose much sleep over murder unless it's acted out on innocents.)
Either way, she lets it go to consider his question. A bounty...? She hasn't seen anything quite like that, though maybe she's been looking in the wrong places. She shakes her head. ]
... I have some history with vampires, and for the most part, they're scourges on society that leave a bloody trail in their wake. [ She won't get into her whole vendetta against Strahd unless he's truly that curious. ] We had a brief encounter at a diffusion zone, and then he happened to wander into my workplace. After that, I kept an eye out for his vehicle, which is... ostentatious, to say the least.
[Now, there's a tale. What kind of history? The sort of history that makes her want to hunt and kill them? It must be a dark, twisted tale — and one he wishes he could hear.]
So you're saying this man is dangerous. Should I be keeping an eye out for any telltale signs of vampires? And what kind of vehicle?
[ It's not as if Fern has said a thing about trying to kill said vampires so far. Tracking one doesn't mean she intends to kill them. And in truth, she didn't, though whether things would have played out differently without the calming effect, she can't say.
Either way, she's going to be careful with her words, especially with the knowledge that this man uses mind magic in some form. ]
Yes, you might want to take care. [ Though with how he was able to crush that dumpster with just a thought, chances are he could handle himself. ] As you can imagine, they'll drain people of blood to sustain themselves. Usually it's fatal. Most vampires are... [ She trails off. It's hard to be anything close to objective when talking about this.
She huffs out a sigh, letting her arms fall from his chest to her sides. ] They're usually quite vain, so they dress nicely, in some sort of finery. They're tend to be rather self-important, but what will stand out most is you'll only find them out at night. This one's car is... [ ...... ] an ambulance.
[ Her pronunciation of "ambulance" is slightly off. ]
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So, someone powerful enough to be able to push past the man's notable mental defenses. Fern doesn't like the sound of that; she sends a wary glance back in the direction of the building. ]
Is that your plan, then? To confront whoever it is once you've thought through your approach?
[ It's not as if Fern hasn't done similar in the past. To say nothing of Strahd, there was also the abbot. She knows firsthand that it's important to be fully prepared when confronting anyone with that level of power, and it would be no different here.
At his question, though, she scoffs and shakes her head. She doesn't even know what "clubbing" is, but setting that inside... ]
I tracked someone here. [ And there's no reason to keep it a secret, so she adds: ] A vampire who I suspected was up to no good.
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[Moreover, maybe there is a part of him that hates not being the most powerful psionic in the room, because that means he relinquishes control; and Henry Creel does love his control when it comes to applying his powers to others. Not necessarily the other way around.
That last part, though... That totally derails him a bit.]
A vampire? [Now, given the nature of this world, this shouldn't surprise him. What's really curious is why Fern felt the need to track them at all.] Is there a bounty on them, or something?
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(Little does he know, she's an assassin by trade and doesn't lose much sleep over murder unless it's acted out on innocents.)
Either way, she lets it go to consider his question. A bounty...? She hasn't seen anything quite like that, though maybe she's been looking in the wrong places. She shakes her head. ]
... I have some history with vampires, and for the most part, they're scourges on society that leave a bloody trail in their wake. [ She won't get into her whole vendetta against Strahd unless he's truly that curious. ] We had a brief encounter at a diffusion zone, and then he happened to wander into my workplace. After that, I kept an eye out for his vehicle, which is... ostentatious, to say the least.
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And she is so valid for this]History?
[Now, there's a tale. What kind of history? The sort of history that makes her want to hunt and kill them? It must be a dark, twisted tale — and one he wishes he could hear.]
So you're saying this man is dangerous. Should I be keeping an eye out for any telltale signs of vampires? And what kind of vehicle?
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Either way, she's going to be careful with her words, especially with the knowledge that this man uses mind magic in some form. ]
Yes, you might want to take care. [ Though with how he was able to crush that dumpster with just a thought, chances are he could handle himself. ] As you can imagine, they'll drain people of blood to sustain themselves. Usually it's fatal. Most vampires are... [ She trails off. It's hard to be anything close to objective when talking about this.
She huffs out a sigh, letting her arms fall from his chest to her sides. ] They're usually quite vain, so they dress nicely, in some sort of finery. They're tend to be rather self-important, but what will stand out most is you'll only find them out at night. This one's car is... [ ...... ] an ambulance.
[ Her pronunciation of "ambulance" is slightly off. ]