Thread: Meet the Author [Goody + incendo]

Hot spot music played over the screen, the local news channel intro graphics sweeping through for a Breaking Story. As the graphics cleared, the lead newscaster, Chase Madigan, sat behind a desk, hands placed upon the desk, wearing a purple blazer and seagreen toned undershirt. As the music finally dwindled down, the charming newscaster looked into the camera with professional determination. Hello, my name is Chase Madigan, for NOLA News Channel 4, bringing you all the important news here first, he said, giving the camera a stout nod and then dashing grin before continuing. Breaking story of the afternoon, police have been called to the scene of Antoine's bar and grill in the French District, where a delusional man dressed in armor has become irate and started threatening the business owners and patrons. We have our best field reporter, Jenna Jameson, on the scene to give us the details and keep us abreast of the escalating situation. Jenna? Thank you, Chase, a middle-aged, gorgeous blonde woman in a leisure suit said into a microphone as she appeared on screen. Standing across the street from the bar and grill, with full view of it behind her, it was clear from the way the police had cordoned off the street that the situation was still developing. It appeared that one of the front windows had been busted out, crushed glass carpeting the outdoor tables and sidewalk. So far, authorities have not been able to ascertain much about the armored man, except that he is not from here. Police were called when he walked into the bar and grill, threatening the bar tender on staff, and then using what appears to be an authentic steel sword to damage property. He appears very confused and aggressive, having tossed the Antoine's bar tender out of the front window before NOLA police arrived on the scene. He was rushed to the hospital moments ago but other than a few minor injuries, he seems no worse for wear. Sounds like someone got a little too drunk during Mardi Gras, Chase huffed a laugh. Anybody know what he wants? All the witnesses have said that he began asking questions about some devil king or something, she said with a shrug and faint shake of her head. And he's apparently looking for his brother. He grew agitated when no one was able to answer his questions. Sounds like someone had one too many sazeracs while marathoning old seasons of Game of Thrones, Chase chuckled again. Jenna huffed a laugh herself, It appears so, Chase. As you can see, authorities have him somewhat calm now and are trying to talk to him. It was true. Through the busted window, the NOLA police were standing tense in the bar, defensive hands held out in placating gestures to calm the man down. In front of the bar, a man in full armor, looking authentic and heavy-duty, paced tensely like a caged tiger, occasionally responding to the officers that spoke to him. His sword, a distinctive alabaster metal that seemed to shine with an inner, deadly glow, was held firmly in hand as he paced, but down by his side as well. His face was hard to see through the helmet, his chin and lips shown clearly in the brief moments that he faced the windows and the camera across the street. But his shield, strapped to his left arm, held a very distinctive crest and seal. Unknown to the onlookers and most people who saw it, it was the falcon and fleur de lis of the Holmgren family line. The line that ended with Mahon since his brother had taken up the colors and seals of the Demons he served. We'll be sure to keep you abreast of the situation as it develops, Jenna said into her microphone with a professional nod. For now, we will wait to see if the police negotiations are successful. Back to you, Chase.