Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20150916094100/@comment-26104528-20151113063211

As they walked, Stahlfritz reached into his pocket for the pice of loot he had picked off the wire man. Just holding it made him feel a little sick, as if the same negatvity that the Grimm fed off of emanated from the medallion. Given what it was associated with though, not a very big surprise.

"This look familiar to any of you? I found it on our wirey friend." he held an Order of the Black Dawn pendant; its frowning face soulessly looking into the distance.

"hmm..." was all Ingraham had to respond. whil random plot twists and diablous ex machinas were fairly commonplace at his level, that didn't make them anymore enjoyable. "Does that mean we'll have suicide bombers on our tail?" he dryly asked.

"Dr. E, get that comms array on your lab running. I think we've got Dawnies..." Fritz said into his comms.