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A call to War, Travel to Chicago.

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Laughing Fury
player, 6 posts
Anger and laughter
all rolled into one
Sat 30 Aug 2014
at 14:44
  • msg #8

Re: A call to War, Travel to Chicago.

Laughing Fury rounded on Lock Jaw, fur bristling with anger, teeth bared. "What the hell did you just call our Caern Warder??"
Lock Jaw
player, 43 posts
I will crush you
*Flex and Kiss bicep's*
Sat 30 Aug 2014
at 20:18
  • msg #9

Re: A call to War, Travel to Chicago.

In reply to Laughing Fury (msg # 8):

"I call him a WYRM WHORE, because that is what he IS. That cowards taint envelops him like the stench of a shitting place he doesn't deserve the title of "Warder". He would prey on the weak fearful of anything that may bite back, and given the chance he taints the young to be like him and if they don't follow him blindly he kills the pups before their rites of passage saying they are not strong enough to be garou. He does not deserve the title of garou. He is a beast with no honor or compassion. He is a pup slayer..."

L.J. responds, his stance conveying volumes about the loathing he holds for the caern warder whom he obviously holds no respect or like.
Marcus (Gaia's Fire Fighter)
player, 2 posts
Sat 30 Aug 2014
at 22:39
  • msg #10

Re: A call to War, Travel to Chicago.

Marcus smoothly stepped between his packmates, feeling the hot snarling breath on either side of him as he put himself in the warzone.

"Good luck Night Slayer-Rhya!" Marcus called cheerfully to the Shadowlord Alpha as he departed. Despite how it may sound, the compliment was sincere. An insulting Shadowlord was much perferable to one that smiled, they were the ones who needed watching. He knew Ryan Fox-Rhya could not show weakness, but as the least of his pack, it was easy for Marcus to unbalance their rivals with a sincere compliment.

He did not know the source of Lock Jaw's anger towards Spotlight, though he could feel his packmate's pain well enough. He placed himself between the two Lupus and turned to the gigantic wolf, sunglass covered eyes lowered respectfully.

"Channel your rage against the Wyrm Lockjaw. Surely there will be a Moot when we are victorious. Then all can hear why our Warder may not be fit." Marcus said carefully, though he braced himself in case either of his packmates slaked their anger on him.
Lock Jaw
player, 46 posts
I will crush you
*Flex and Kiss bicep's*
Sun 31 Aug 2014
at 03:02
  • msg #11

Re: A call to War, Travel to Chicago.

In reply to Marcus (Gaia's Fire Fighter) (msg # 10):

Not one to back down L.j's chest puffs out as he raises himself to his full 6' height in wolf form (A giant of a wolf).... He begins to bare his teeth, facing down Laughing Fury, even as Marcus gets between the 2 of them.
Ryan Fox
Ryan Fox, 20 posts
Silver Fang
Cliath
Sun 31 Aug 2014
at 03:04
  • msg #12

Re: A call to War, Travel to Chicago.

Ryan tells them both to, "Stand down. This isn't a fight worth picking with each other. There is a time and place for calling out someone's job performance, and this isn't it. Now...to business. We have somewhere to be, and we won't get there fighting amongst ourselves."

Authority is obvious in his voice...Only his youth, and the fact he's a cliath, reduces the effect a little. Even so, Ryan is a crown prince, of sorts, and shadows of the king he may be someday echo through his voice.
Lock Jaw
player, 47 posts
I will crush you
*Flex and Kiss bicep's*
Sun 31 Aug 2014
at 03:25
  • msg #13

Re: A call to War, Travel to Chicago.

In reply to Ryan Fox (msg # 12):

"Yes Rhya..." Growels L.J. as with an epic force of will he breaks his gaze with Laughing Fury. Sitting him self back down.
Storyteller
GM, 93 posts
Harbinger of Doom
Keeper of the Prophacy
Sun 31 Aug 2014
at 10:01
  • msg #14

Re: A call to War, Travel to Chicago.

So how will the pack proceed? in getting from new york to chicargo?
Nancy Pride
player, 10 posts
Sun 31 Aug 2014
at 10:33
  • msg #15

Re: A call to War, Travel to Chicago.

OOC: Did she got anything form her analysis?
Marcus (Gaia's Fire Fighter)
player, 6 posts
Sun 31 Aug 2014
at 13:08
  • msg #16

Re: A call to War, Travel to Chicago.

Marcus stepped away and put his hands in his pockets, then looked westward into the open night.

"Can we not ask the Gatekeeper to open a Moonbridge to the gathering Sept? If the Moonbridges are closed, I could appease Raccoon to grant us a speedy Airt to his protectorate." Marcus offered.
Ryan Fox
Ryan Fox, 22 posts
Silver Fang
Cliath
Mon 1 Sep 2014
at 14:39
  • msg #17

Re: A call to War, Travel to Chicago.

Ryan nods. "We can do just that."

Without further adieu, Ryan heads to the aforementioned gatekeeper to have the aforementioned Moonbridge opened so he and his pack can be on their way to getting the task at hand done.
Laughing Fury
player, 7 posts
Anger and laughter
all rolled into one
Mon 1 Sep 2014
at 16:32
  • msg #18

Re: A call to War, Travel to Chicago.

Laughing Fury just shakes his head at Lock Jaw. Too much anger in that one. He hopes it won't get them in trouble. But he backs away and listens to the others talk about their 'travel arrangements', and follows after Ryan to see about a moonbridge.
Storyteller
GM, 98 posts
Harbinger of Doom
Keeper of the Prophacy
Wed 3 Sep 2014
at 01:29
  • msg #19

Re: A call to War, Travel to Chicago.

(Assuming the pack follows Ryan their Alpha.)

You all move off to seek out Little Mother(Sept leader and gatekeeper also the only wolf powerful enough in the park to enact the rite)  to ask If she could open a moon bridge to the Raccoon Ring Caern in Chicargo. Your Goroup easily catches up with the little old lady pushing her shopping cart. At your aproch she looks up from her conversation with "Tree Falls the Stargazer". At your aproach the stargaze heads off into the park as if dismissed.

"Young ones? Should you not be preparing for war? Or is there someting else I can hep you with?"
Ryan Fox
Ryan Fox, 23 posts
Silver Fang
Cliath
Wed 3 Sep 2014
at 01:36
  • msg #20

Re: A call to War, Travel to Chicago.

Ryan nodded. "We have been sent to the Sept of the Green, and so need a Moonbridge. It's unwise for me to simply use my resources to get there the human way, so we'd like to request a Moon Bridge."
Storyteller
GM, 100 posts
Harbinger of Doom
Keeper of the Prophacy
Wed 3 Sep 2014
at 04:59
  • msg #21

Re: A call to War, Travel to Chicago.

In reply to Ryan Fox (msg # 20):

"That is fine young ones on the morrow eve meet me at the bathesta fountain and I will open apath to the Raccoon Ring Caern for you untill then i would prepare. Now I feel hungry .. Good night to you children."

With that dismissal Little mother heads off to the Mouldy Grail to get some dinner.

The night is bright with moon light as in 6 days it will be a full moon. Now and then a cloud covers the moon. The sound of cars can be heard in the distance as the city never sleeps. The park seems wyld and safe, it is home, and soon you will be travelling thousand of miles into a den of vipers from the sounds of things. You had best all get prepared.
Marcus (Gaia's Fire Fighter)
player, 9 posts
Wed 3 Sep 2014
at 05:15
  • msg #22

Re: A call to War, Travel to Chicago.

Marcus smiled and nodded deeply to Mother Larissa, her calm demeanor easing his own tensions into going into battle.

When she was gone, he turned to his pack and gestured with his snow white hand.

"I can spend the night barganing with spirits, so we can take some Talens into battle. I would suggest Gaia's Breath to help heal our wounds and perhaps some weapons against the Leeches. Is that acceptable Ryan Fox-Rhya?" He asked softly.
Ryan Fox
Ryan Fox, 25 posts
Silver Fang
Cliath
Wed 3 Sep 2014
at 05:28
  • msg #23

Re: A call to War, Travel to Chicago.

Ryan nodded. It was sound idea.

"Do so."

Beyond that, they had to prepare for the mission. This might be one of the last times anyone gets to communicate out loud.
Nancy Pride
player, 11 posts
Wed 3 Sep 2014
at 08:50
  • msg #24

Re: A call to War, Travel to Chicago.

"I will try to collect whatever information my tribe had about that city, but I am ready anytime, my server will do most part of the job anyway."
She did what he told, and start to collect all the recent and older but important information about the supernaturals of the city and caern.
As there was a glasswalker pack there before, they usually save their data into the tribe servers, with permission she can get part of that data. All information could be helpful in the coming war.

OOC: Rolled computer use, she has -2 tn due to the computer aptitude
10:46, Wed 03 Sept 2014: Nancy Pride rolled 5 successes using 8d10 with the World of Darkness 2nd ed system with a target of 6 ((5,9,8,3,10,5,6,7)).

Marcus (Gaia's Fire Fighter)
player, 12 posts
Wed 3 Sep 2014
at 15:26
  • msg #25

Re: A call to War, Travel to Chicago.

Marcus would spend the rest of the night working fervently. He shouldered his backpack, then pulled out a small cheap hand mirror. Focusing on it, Marcus let himself fall apart, becoming both more and less as slipped past the Weaver's Gauntlet and into the Umbra. When he was there, he released the breath he no longer needed and took in the sights around him. An oasis, that's what this place was, a drop of calm in an ocean of pain and fear. It was his home, and now he would have to leave it, possibly forever. Still he couldn't dwell on that now. This was what it meant to be Garou, to fight and redeem, even at the cost of his own life and that of his pack.

Now that he was across, he headed to the edge of the Bawn for a good place to work. He settled near the spirit of one of the big trees, laying down his backpack down at the base of the tree. Marcus gave a deep shrug and relaxed into his Breed form. The great white Crinos form rose up to his full height with a deep stretch, glad to be unrestrained by that Homid skin. The dark sunglasses melded into his face, becoming circular ring tattoos around his eyes. Feeling a bit more relaxed, he pawed through his bag and got out a few items to assist his working. There was a collection of carved stones with Gaian Glyphs etched in them, a bottle of pure cleansed water, a sharp knife, a cheap recorder and a few other odds and ends.

He took the glyph stones maked 'Unicorn', 'Healing', 'Bounty', 'Boar', and 'Pegasus' then found a patch of nice flat ground. He took the Pegasus stone, kissed it, then set it at his own feet.  The Boar stone he held in his clawed hand, thanking the Totem, then placed it with Pegasus. He then placed the other three stones in rough triangle in front of him. He stood at the Pegasus and Boar stones, then focused on the other three. He took a slow breath, then widened his stance and sung out in Garou.

“O great and wise Unicorn! Here this plea! Again, my brothers and sisters face great war. We have a chance to redeem and restore, to heal the damage that has been done against our brothers. Please great Unicorn, send this humble servant of Gaia one of your brood! Let us bring your grace and gentle truth to those who need it. Please, I beseech you!”


OOC: Aiming to summon a Jaggling of Healing, perferably from Unicorn's Brood. Spending an hour on preparation and Summoning. Spending a Willpower.

4 Successes, as I forgot to change the Diff to 4 in the dice roller.

10:25, Today: Marcus (Gaia's Fire Fighter) rolled 2 successes using 6d10 with the World of Darkness 3rd ed system with a target of 6 with rolls of 4,10,8,3,3,3. Rituals Roll Spending Willpower.

Laughing Fury
player, 8 posts
Anger and laughter
all rolled into one
Wed 3 Sep 2014
at 17:26
  • msg #26

Re: A call to War, Travel to Chicago.

Laughing Fury let out a loud sigh. Hurry up for war! Then wait, wait, wait. The impatient lupus made a few unhappy impatient noises. He went and stood next to Nancy first and watched her work but got bored. He nudged her with his nose before turning away. Then he stood near Marcus to watch him work. His body language clearly showed that he was impatient to get going and bored, but trying to hold it in check and watch over his packmates while they worked.
Shai Amari
player, 2 posts
Wed 3 Sep 2014
at 18:24
  • msg #27

Re: A call to War, Travel to Chicago.

Shai let her pack make plans and promises without adding to the conversation.  As soon as everyone began to drift apart to make various preparations, she found a quiet place to work.  A bundle of sticks and a small pile of stones slowly turned into a quiver of arrows under her silent ministrations.

Although she kept a tighter rein on her expression and body language, it wasn't hard to figure out that she was every bit as impatient as Laughing Fury to be on the hunt.
Lock Jaw
player, 49 posts
I will crush you
*Flex and Kiss bicep's*
Thu 4 Sep 2014
at 05:07
  • msg #28

Re: A call to War, Travel to Chicago.

Still filled with rage at the insults dealt his pack. Lock jaw runs and runs dodging between trees and running into a few of them as he isn't the most dexterous of wolves. He just runs untill he is tired at which point he finds a place to hide and sleep. Ensuring he is well restted for the journey tomorrow night. Over time his anger ebbs like the tide though he runs for 4 hours without tirring before he feels calm.
Storyteller
GM, 103 posts
Harbinger of Doom
Keeper of the Prophacy
Thu 4 Sep 2014
at 11:10
  • msg #29

Re: A call to War, Travel to Chicago.

Time passes the night ends and the following day arrives the shops open for business atr 8:30am and this makes you relise that in 12 hours you will be in Chicago. Anything any of you want to do during daylight hours?
Nancy Pride
player, 12 posts
Thu 4 Sep 2014
at 16:59
  • msg #30

Re: A call to War, Travel to Chicago.

After the sleepless night Nancy walked directly to the alpha with a serious face.
Her head was hurt a bit, not because of the hacking, but because of what she found.
"You should read this, most of it is confidential..., and far from clear..., but it is from a trusted source."
She give him her notebook, where three file was opened.

--File 1--

Overhead Luna's dimmed light falters
Her gaze reflected in blood
Times of sorrow are upon us
The red swan falls from the sky
It dies
In the belly of the Wyrm
It transmogrifies
In decay it is reborn
Our daughters and sons
Die
In the hands of Darkness
Die
Wicked creatures most foul run free
Our horsemen of Apocalypse, they come
We shall meet them
Under the blood red glow
Death reigns supreme
Gaia pity us.


The date is June 12, 1925 .
Last night I was visited by Unicorn, spirit of my tribe. She brought me a vision most terrible, but one I must not forget . She gave me a glimpse of the
future . Now it is my duty to spread word, hoping the steps may
be taken to prevent my nightmare from coming true .
I first remember this : I could not breathe . No-I could draw
heavy, watery gasps. Only this was not water, but a salty,
coppery thickness I knew well from my hunts . I screamed, but
no voice emerged in the dead silence ; only an air bubble floated
out of my mouth. I refused to die . Treading the viscous weight,
I forced myself to the surface . Bloody, blood all around me, I
treaded until my muscles screamed and I could hold myself up
no longer. Then I saw her. Powerful Unicorn, sister spirit . The
blood reached her knees . She galloped to me and bowed her
head. I grabbed her horn, and she lifted me upon her back.
Without a word we were off through the pool of blood. As
we went, the stars turned red and a swan perched upon my
shoulder . Wyrmlings raced at us from all directions . Unicorn
fought them valiantly and soon a multitude of Ahrouns,
Uktena by the look of them, joined the battle . The Wyrmlings
soon scattered and the Uktena ran after them. Unicorn took me
onward into the darkness.
The blood on my fur had clotted and cracked away . I turned,
noticing that the swan had left us and the sky no longer blazed
crimson. We traveled endlessly ; I lost track of time .
Soon, beyond the horizon, I again spotted the red glow . It
appeared as a sunrise before us . I could even feel the heat. But
I learned it was not the red glow above which warmed my flesh .
Before me a city, a city built upon this lake of blood, was afire .
Unicorn did not hesitate . She leaped into the flames and strode
the city streets . Around us, dancing scarlet demons ate buildings
and tortured humans. The heat should have peeled my
flesh, but Unicorn's protections were strong .
The swan returned once more, landing on Unicorn's head .
Slowly we walked the streets . Before us vampires gnawed out
each other's hearts and bashed in each other's brains . As I
looked closer, we came upon a second group of vampires
battling one another. Then my vision cleared and I saw the
vampires were not vampires at all, but my Garou mothers and
fathers . I screamed at them to stop their madness, but they
could not hear me. Unicorn took no action but traveled onward
at steadily increasing speed .
A shape appeared in the distance and soon a white wolf ran
beside us, trudging neck-deep through the blood lake . I called
to him but he did not answer ; instead, he looked away in shame .
As he turned away, I caught a glimpse of his soul . He was of
the Damned, no longer one of us . As I again looked ahead, the
swan flew away . Unicorn traveled swiftly and I lost sight of the
Abomination behind us .
I heard the wails before I saw the tormented ones . Out of the
darkness, the red glow emerged again and we soon came upon
them. Hundreds of bodies, a twisted, moaning wall of flesh,
stabbed and bit one another . Half were Garou, while the others
were undead . I turned away, but Unicorn spoke to me . "This is
the most important part," she said, "for it has not yet happened .
Look closely and learn ."
Unicorn sallied forth with unearthly speed . With head tilted,
she charged the wall, ripping apart those in her path . Cries and
howls fell like cannon shots . Unicorn stopped on the other side
of the wall . Before us stood the city, much bigger than before ;
it had been rebuilt from glass and steel, made stronger and
colder . Unicorn walked before my home, the Fanum . Then we
traveled the street beside the temple and came upon a sight
most foul : Black Spiral Dancers gathered into a circle and
speaking the gibberish of the Wyrm . Behind them stood
vampires dressed in red .
Storm clouds formed above and rain began to fall . Luna
shone her sanguine beams upon us . I thought that Unicorn
trembled, but this could not have been so . We moved on
through the streets .
A swan flew down at us from the clouds . Unicorn would not
let it land on her back . She shook and writhed to prevent it . I
shrugged it off with my hands . This swan was unnatural ; its
body was mutated and disfigured .
The storm worsened . Lightning struck all around us . Banes
crept from the shadows and crawled about, unconcerned with
us . Some took flight and joined the storm -what a battle must
have raged in the heavens above!
We came upon many Garou and vampires fighting one
another. I thought I saw the white furred vampire-Garou .
When I turned to get a closer look, it was gone .
The storm continued to worsen. Thunder drowned out the
sound of the pouring rain . Still Unicorn continued . Soon we
came upon a clearing in a park and she stopped .
"These things I have shown you not out of anger, but out of
love," she said . "Remember well the horrors of this dream and
speak of this future to your people . As the future flows from the
past, the river of time may yet be changed . " She turned and
looked to the sky . The swan was flying down from the clouds
above. Unicorn told me to dismount and I obeyed . The swan above
grew larger as it approached us ; it slowly transformed into a
dragon . The dragon swept down before us and Unicorn charged .
The two forces locked in combat . Behind me I heard growls .
I turned and saw many vampires . On their knees they bathed
and drank from the lake of blood .
Legends of the Garou
I awoke and it was morning .
Heed the words of this future, my children, for it may be
your own .
May Gaia protect you and keep you safe from harm .

Before the coming of the Europeans, the land where Chicago
stands today was home to great numbers of Wyrmlings .
This changed when a large number of Uktena arrived in the
area . The Uktena had recently lost a major battle with a Wyrm
creature as they marched on their trek southward ; they were not
ready to go to war again . After calling on the Limes and praying
to Gaia for days, the Uktena Theurges received a vision
depicting a solution to their predicament . The Uktena realized
that part of the area was an Anchorhead to the Deep Umbra .
The Wyrmlings did not know this ; it was only revealed through
Uktena magic .
The Uktena Theurges used the Anchorhead to summon a
number of strange spirits- The Uktena used the spirits to attack
the Wyrm creatures by surprise, slaying all who did not quickly
flee into the earth. The cries in the night were deafening and the
creeks and streams blackened with the blood of the Wyrmlings .
The Wyrm creatures vowed revenge for the theft of their
lands, but feared to act, for they were now weak and injured .
The Uktena gained control of the local human population and
for years peace reigned in the land . The remaining Wyrm
creatures were eventually driven under the earth ; the Wyrmholes
were sealed shut and placed under guard by spirits . The tribe
hunted and ruled the land, raising its cubs free from danger .
When the Europeans reached the area they brought with
them death, not only for the local humans, but for the Garou as
well . The settlers also (albeit unknowingly) brought the taint of
the Wyrm with them : strange diseases which brought down
even the toughest Garou, and insidious Banes which crept
silently into the Garou's camps .
Besides the European humans, the European Garou also
presented a grave threat, especially the Get of Fenris, Shadow
Lords and Black Spiral Dancers . To keep their lands, the
Uktena were forced to contend with a number of new tribes .
However, the European Garou were small in number and the
Uktena had allies among the native people . For the most part,
the Uktena were victorious in their fight against the newcomers.
It was under General "Mad" Anthony Wayne that the
Indians were defeated at the Battle of Fallen Timbers, in 1795,
and the Europeans settled the area. Fort Dearborn was established
in the territory to protect the settlers .

--File 2--

Menele's braves managed to rescue his body and the Uktena
did everything in their power to save him. They succeeded and
Menele's minions were forever in their debt.
But the Europeans kept coming. They were far too numerous
and they had advantages that the Native Americans did not.
The use of firearms, disease, professional armies and good
supply lines soon overwhelmed the natives . By 1833, the
United States decided to establish a city along the Des Plaines
River, near the shores of Lake Michigan . This city was
Chicago. The Cadavers soon filled the city and took control of all the
human institutions. The European Garou invaded the region . Menele had no
reason to deploy his pawns against this threat, even though he
had sworn to aid the Uktena. He realized using his influence for
such a cause would expose him to assault by Helena . This was
too dangerous, since he ..... The European
Garou pushed into the region, and the outnumbered Uktena
could do little to stop them . The tribe lost most of its human
allies, as the Native Americans were pushed from their territory.

--File 3--

From 1872 until 1923, peace reigned among the Garou . The
Fianna established the Wind Catcher Sept in 1888 . Because of
pressure from the other tribes and the need for unity in the face
of the growing vampire population, it eventually opened its
membership to others . The Fanum, however, remained strictly
in the paws of the Uktena, Stargazers and Children of Gaia; all
other tribes were excluded .
In 1923, a mining operation uncovered the catacombs of the
Wyrm creatures, just north of present-day Chicago . The creatures
invaded the city, requiring all the Garou of Chicago to
unite in defeating them . The Fanum could no longer be used to
summon spirits, as there was a danger of releasing Jupiter once
again . The Garou diligently battled the Wyrmlings and eventually
pushed them back into the earth . However, this brought
the attention of Black Spiral Dancers .

In 1949, a strange individual named Jonathan Peabody
presented himself to the Garou of the Fanum, claiming to be an
ancient Egyptian architect . Peabody was a mummy, and soon
proved his immortality and great supernatural potency to the
Garou. He built a great temple near the Fanum . He named this
temple the Orthodox Temple of Akhenaton, and offered the
Garou any assistance he could provide as long as they watched
over the temple for him while he was dead .
Lock Jaw
player, 50 posts
I will crush you
*Flex and Kiss bicep's*
Sat 6 Sep 2014
at 03:45
  • msg #31

Re: A call to War, Travel to Chicago.

Waking from his restful sleep Lock Jaw . Once he finds heruses the "Brain 'o phone" to contact Nancy.

"Sister, could you get me food from the moldy grail? Each time I go there in the day I cause a problems. Humans have an issue with big wolves for some reason... As yet I have been unable to figure out why.."
Marcus (Gaia's Fire Fighter)
player, 13 posts
Sat 6 Sep 2014
at 03:50
  • msg #32

Re: A call to War, Travel to Chicago.

Unless something rouses him early, Marcus will rejoin the pack well after Noon, perhaps while they shared lunch. He moved a little sluggishly, and his voice was rough from the long night of incantation and song.

"Good morn- well, afternoon I guess." He chuckled slightly, then found a place to sit with everyone. "One of the Caern Spirit's brood came to me last night. She offered her blessings and helped me create some Gaia's Breath acorns. I never talked to a water elemental before." A small smile spread across his face.
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