Off to the right of the barn a further 100 yards away down a dirt track stands the homestead the lights are on down stairs but there is no activity inside that you can see from where you are. It is 2 a.m.

[Private to Nancy Pride: There are no security systems to hack only a t.v. is on in the homestead. ]

"Ok seems we are fine, this old building does not have weaver security, breaking the litany is not likely, even in crinos. Only. TV is on, so there must be someone inside."
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Shai nodded, the gesture almost pointless in the darkness.  Ryan-rhya, would you like someone to check the back of the building before we go in?  I don't want to be caught in a trap, or leave our prey an escape route.

Ryan nodded.

"Make it so"

He happened to watch a Star Trek episode once and never forgot it.

"First, we need to see who's inside. It's probably just a security guard...and if it it's just a human, knocking him out will suffice."

As soon as Ryan agreed, Shai slipped away from the group.  She moved slowly but steadily, keeping her bow ready to fire as she went.


14:53, Mon 15 Sept 2014: Shai Amari rolled 3 successes using 7d10 with the World of Darkness 3rd ed system with a target of 6 ((10,9,7,8,2,2,1)).

Planning to make a fairly wide circle of the building, get the lay of the land, then move in closer once I know how many doors and windows there are.

Marcus sat in wait, casting out his mystical senses for traces of the Wyrm, while keeping his physical ones alert for anything out of place.

"A security guard? We are on a farm. We would more worry about a dog standing watch then a human." Marcus added.

OOC: Continuing to use Sense Wyrm.

In the moonlight crickets chirp and the night is still. Shai slinks off into the dark, the pack soon loosing sight of her behind the barn. As you wait word fform her all is quiet.  No dogs bark in the night,  everything is still as if waiting with a tepid anticipation.

[Private to Marcus (Gaia's Fire Fighter): You open your senses to the taint seeking out corruption near by. A feeling of depravity and torment emanate from both the buildings, but the strong stench of a wyrm corrupted servant isn't there. it is like you have journeyed to the lair of the beast to find no-one home.]


[Private to Shai Amari: Around the back of the barn is a normal size door that opens outwards. The door would usually be closed and locked by placing the large metal bar through the metal locking plates and padlocking it inplace.  The metal bar lies discarded to one side and a broken padlock can be seen glinting in the moonlight at the foot of the door. The door currently is closed.  a path leads from the barn to the homestead. you see no signs of activity from either the homestead or the barn. ]

"Ryan-rhya, I know I could jump too the high hole into the den." Lockjaw points to the loading dock up above the barn doors.

(Ooc: how high is it? )

The barn reaches a height of 45 feet at the pinical. The doors are 20feet tall and the loading door sits 25feet up and is 12feet tall. The barn doors are ajar and the loading door stands open.

Over the pack link, Shai sent an image of a door in the back of the barn, with a path leading from the door down toward a house.  If Marcus comes back here, we can push them through the barn, away from the house, right into Lock Jaw and Ryan.  She wasn't entirely sure where the alpha would want to be during the assault, but she did him the courtesy of placing him in the most glorious spot in her suggestion.  Nancy can pick off any that get past you two, and I can do the same if any get past Marcus back here.

Marcus moved to where Shai indicated, but as he moved he sniffed the ground and all around in the air, trying to match a physical scent the putrid stank of corruption his soul detected.

"Alpha, I do not think there is anyone in the barn right now. Great Boar is a spirit, perhaps the spies are in the Umbra? Either that, or they have fled us!"

"The TV was on, be careful"
Nancy shifted to wolf to sharpen her senses, and smell around.

OOC: I guess detection rolls will be done by the GM.

Marcus moves around the barn to the side with the normal door. Your pack now surounds the barn, Shai and Marcus on one side and Ryan, LockJaw, and Nancy on the other. About 100yds away sits the homestead (closer to Shai and Marcus but the distance is arbitary}.

[Secret to Nancy Pride: You can smell the odure of death wafting from the barn.]
[Secret to Marcus (Gaia's Fire Fighter): You can smell the odure of death wafting from the barn as you move to join Shai.]
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Feeling there alpha has frozen at the start of their first battle in what looks to be a glorious war Lock Jaw tries to prompt him into action.
"ALPHA! Our comrades stand ready to rain down destruction on the wyrm?"

(OOC:Not posting doesn't mean I'm frozen or staring off into space. It means I haven't posted yet. Be very clear about that...)

"Move in. Avoid killing humans if at all possible."

Humans weren't what they were here for, after all.

Marcus's body flattened to the ground, ears and tail tucked down flat. He moved forward, defaulting to his Ragabash sister's lead. His senses told him the barn was empty, but that did not mean it was without danger. His eyes and nose worked furiously, trying to sense any traps or other hazards. He moved into the barn, holding his breath, desperate not to foul things up any more after crashing into that fence.

OOC: Continuing to scan with Sense Wyrm and Lupus senses.

Un-sure of the plan Alpha wants followed  or even if there is one. Lock Jaw follows Ryans istructions  and moves forward quickly heading for the  barn with  a driving purpose. Like a tsunami he will not be stopped. Given a target the wolf of war has been released.

(OOC: If my Leap of the hair is still active I would like to jump into the loading bay door.)'

Keeping back a little. I cover marcus with the Bow untill he makes the door. Then follow him continuing to give him cover with my bow and scanning for any ambushes...

Ryan headed for the front door of the area. Barging in the front door? Yes, but his strength was as a diplomat. If talking needed to be done, that was his strong suit, and he meant to put it to use.

After she was sure she was not able to smell anything Nancy shifted back to homid.
She followed the others and try to givem them cover if needed.
Maybe the place was empty, and they should focus more to the other side than this one.
But first the order of the alpha was clear, move inside.

Flattened to the ground, ears and tail tucked down flat Marcus moved across the 100 feet to the door in the barn . The door is closed but unlocked, carefully opening it you are assailed by the stench of death. Within the barn the sense of the wyrm is much stronger, but you can see no servants of the corrupted beast. Through the gloom you get your first look at what is in the barn. Four horse carcasses litter the floor in different stages of decomposition bones chewed, and guts feasted upon as though they server as food for feral wolves. The farm equipment is untouched hanging upon the walls. At the far end of the barn past the 10 stalls (5 on each side) you can see the main doors of the barn standing ajar letting the moonlight in. The barn is silent.

Shai follows Marcus up to the door and steps into the doorway after he enters the barn bow at the ready to give him cover should she need to protect her brother.

Lock Jaw running toward the double doors takes a mighty leap for the loading bay door.
[Private to Lock Jaw: Please roll your jump diff 3]

As the pack converges on the barn Ryan heads to the homestead the back screen door is closed but the inner wooden door stands open so you are able to see through into the kitchen. [Secret to Ryan Fox: You can see the small TV on the kitchen counter on and blaring an infomercial on the nutribullet. A man and a child sit at the kitchen table their postures seem wrong, broken you might say. The kitchen is stained brown across the cupboards, walls, floor and table. Death is in the air and the insistent drone of the TV just doesn't end.]

Nancy follows Lock jaw gun at the ready, Prepared for what might appear from the barn.

And he makes His jump...

Lock Jaw rolled 6 successes using 12d10 with the World of Darkness 2nd ed system with a target of 3 ((7,5,6,2,4,1,4,4,1,2,4,5)).

Jumping up to 48 feet up he easily makes it into the loading dock door.

[Private to Lock Jaw: You leap through the loading dock door landing in hay the smell of feral wolves. Upon the floor sits wrappers a few cigarett buts and a set of binoculars not that you know what they are. Toward the other end of the barn the floor ends leaving a large opens space to the lower level.]

Marcus and Shai: Listening you hear movement above. Looking up you see that there is an open space right up to the roof and half way down the barn the second story begins with the hayloft. From the Hayloft you hear movement and a hulking Lurking shadow can be seen.


Nancy following Lockjaw you see him leap into loading dock door on the second story of the barn.

I pick up the the monkey glasses off the floor and check around if there is nothing to slay here I will jump from the hayloft down to the floor of the barn.

When he lands below he checks to see that there are no enemies below then says to the others via the brain-a-fone.

"I found these above and it smells like a another packs den in here Grrrr.."

L.J. Holds up the set of monkey goggles (binoculars) to show the others of his pack.
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