Shepherd's Haven Event: Devil's Night

[devils_shadow]

Who: Damon the doppelganger and OPEN TO ANY IN SHEPHERD'S HAVEN
What: Devil has an announcement to make in the form of arson and violence. Aforementioned player plot shenanigans.
Where: Shepherd's Haven
When: Forward dated to the night of October 30th, and probably into the morning of the 31st. Devil's night, in other words.
Status: Open with some closed-ish subthreads!
Warnings: Arson and violence?

No night had ever been so aptly named.

Shepherd's Haven wasn't anywhere near Michigan, but that didn't mean the festivities of Devil's Night couldn't be spread to far and wide locales. It was the perfect night, in fact, for the creature known as a demon to remind the sleepy little haven of precisely why it was unwise to prod the beast. Perhaps the one who called him there had forgotten, or perhaps he simply thought the devil had more bark than bite.

Oh, how wrong he was.

It began with fire. Several fires, to be precise. Small at first but fed with whatever accelerant Damon could find on hand. Fuel left unguarded, dry hay or straw. Did you know compost burns very well? It does, oh how it burns. And each fire set at different locations across the town, so quickly and so close to simultaneous one might almost think that they were set by several people at once.

Or one that could move very, very quickly.

The cherry on top was a door with a fading red "X" painted on it, ripped from its hinges and set ablaze, then left on the steps in front of the town hall.

[[OOC: Leaving this fairly open for anyone to react to and have their own threads/etc. of what's happening. Separate threads will go up for some more planned stages of the event, but if anyone wants to be unfortunate enough to run across Damon while he pursues his arsonist rampage through SH go ahead and put up a toplevel and just toss in the comment header that you want me.

Have fun dealing with those fires and rampaging demon, guys!]]

Comments

[numberedshepherd]

Peace is the most important thing in this uneasy world. It's the mission statement of this community. It should be something that Lazarus is willing to put his life on the line for, and even though he's afraid, he's also in a leadership position. To crawl into a hole with those who trusted him enough to follow him to a strange land would feel wrong.

He shakes his head. "He let you go once. I don't think he would again. You're brave to offer, but I think my chances are better alone. Please see to your arm."

[meteormercenary]

The temptation to grab Lazarus by the arm and drag him to safety is tempting. Even if Jacob isn't physically strong by any means compared to others, Lazarus is as frail as a daisy. It wouldn't take much, and his face probably shows that he's thinking about it considerably.

He grits his teeth for a moment. Considering life, pride, and possibility.

"This is stupid, y'know that, right?" His tone is resigned. "You better not die, then. Try to think of the people who need you for a change. Y'know, still alive."

[numberedshepherd]

Almost everyone is strong compared to Lazarus, but there are different kinds of strength, and what he's banking on has nothing to do with might or skill in combat.

"It's desperate," he corrects. "As am I. I have no intention of dying, because I am thinking about those people. If you want to help me, you can by finding stragglers and keeping them safe and calm in the shelter while we wait for help to arrive."

[meteormercenary]

After a moment, Jacob nods.

"I will... Good luck, then."

Jacob waves with his good arm as he trots off to look for anyone else who might need help.

[numberedshepherd]

It seems clear that Jacob isn't going to try to spend any more time trying to change Lazarus' mind. Whether or not that's for the best remains to be seen, but the man is grateful for it. He offers a returning nod before starting briskly in the other direction into the flames, every sense on high alert.