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Vampire The Masquerade proper.
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"There be Garou an' kinfolk in these woods." the vampire replied. "Ye didn't come fer a stroll. What made you come here?"
Mark looks at the man, then at Warren, then down for a moment.
"We heard you could provide some information on a haunting in Dunwich?"
Warren could see the scowl come on the vampires face. "C'mon in. This might take a bit."
The inside of the house is similarly decrepit and has no apparent electricity. Candles keep the place dimly lit (and make things somewhat uncomfortable for Warren's eyes) There were also a couple of moth-eaten padded seats and couches. The vampire took the biggest and most comfortable seat. "Name's Nolan Carter. What'cha need to know?"
Nolan stoked his chin. "She went into Dunwich? Not a good idea. Place is mighty terrible. Dunwich holds all matter a' old things. Things best stayed away from and left alone. Yer friend's probably ash."
He pulls out his notebook and reads off the address.
Nolan chuckled. "Yeah, some places are worse than others... th' whole place just has a foulness to it." he looked up. "Me ol' man said the injuns there were up to no good but you ask me that place had an evil to it long before any man or vampire came around. Some things just have a stain to them. This time a stain from... somewhere else.'
"Somewhere... not here. Maybe from space... maybe further... somewhere there's an evil beyond what you an' me can think of."
Paul, bored, had fallen asleep leaning against a tree outside the house [>.> <.<]