With the synthetics armed and sheltered, it came time to rest. Michael and Jay had places to rest but Nefertiti and Hans did not, so it would take some doing (you can just post it, as long as it's reasonable given the state of the city).

 Eventually though, morning came... and a day of relative peace to "do stuff".


OOC: that means a little downtime to level up before we continue.
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Looking at the building the Synthetic People were heading to, she thought of finding a room in the building to rest for the night.  It was a roof over her head and the Synths was there to keep a watch out for anything dangerous.

Michael returned to Haven and got some rest. Today had been an eventful day to say the least. He woke up refreshed and with new determination. His prayer over the Haven was renewed. He suited up with all his gear ready to head out again. The cultist has been brought with him, tied up, gagged, and bound to the floor of his room for the night. If there was some sort of supernatural entity that would try to free the cultist, it would have a hard time getting in the building. He had told the others to meet him outside the Haven where they would discuss what to do with the cultist. The phone that had been on him charged overnight, and Michael was going through every contact and text while he waited for the others to show up.

Nefertiti bid the Synths a good morning as she then began her travels over to the Haven.  Hoping that her memory was good enough to get her there quickly and without any problems along the way.

Taking a deep breath she enjoyed the morning as Ra shined his rays upon her.
"Blessed be the day and your chariot rides a crossed the sky. she said as she moved along.

Looking around she was hoping to meet Jay and his two furry friends.

Seeing Michael she heading in his direction "How was the cultist for you last night?"
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  Hans found what had been a restaurant to start fixing up and make into a base of operations and possibly more. Time would tell there. The office and most of the back areas were fairly clean and undamaged. The front area needed some work but nothing terrible a new window here and there.

 The group made it back to Haven to find the people milling about doing the things required to keep themselves going from day to day. There was work to be done. Food needed finding, cultists interrogated, synths repaired... the list just seemed to be growing but the daylight had abolished the gloom of the night and the overgrown city made the concrete jungle seem like a ruin that had been lost to time.

 It was an odd thing to feel such a close connection to nature in such an artificial place.

The world Jay had seen ever since his first change seemed to be full of such dichotomies as the nature of nature in the city right now, especially when he tried to reconcile the real world and his perception of the Shadow, and even more especially in the times he had spent with his sight mystically aligned to show him both worlds, the material through his right eye and the Shadow through his left which would inevitably film over milky-white.

He forewent rest until a rudimentary shelter could be erected for those synths they returned with that would not fit inside the building itself. Working into the night he was trying for a lean-to that would last the few days he thought it would take for a group of their number to find experienced craftsmen within their ranks that could assist.

OOC: 08:44, Today: Jay rolled 5 successes using 6d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling 10s with rolls of 9,3,10(+8),10(+8),6,2.  Intelligence + Crafts + WP

Once the shelter was at least begun, Jay slept for a time, waking in mid-morning. Rising and stretching, eliciting a series of audible pops that began at the base of his spine and reported their way upwards, he dressed and went to look for Michael, Nefertiti and Hans so the four of them could begin to formulate plans for the future, Wraith and Yuka nipping and playing at each other like pups like they always did in the morning. They would make an odd group, to be sure, but every pack was made of different parts and just like the dozens of stories that were told of wolves and dogs accepting different species into their packs, he was of a mind that actions and attitudes were of more importance than accidents of birth, whether natural or supernatural.

Nefertiti allowed Michael some time to collect his thoughts as she then turned to Jay and Hans "I do hope that you two were able to get some good rest.  I was with the Synthetic People for the night and watched over them

Then she looked at Wraith and Yuka and wondered what did they have for breakfast.

Seeing Nefertiti's questioning glance Jay smiled. "They hunt. It's part of the honour we pay Red~Muzzle~Broken~Tooth, our totem, that each day we consume at least one meal each that we hunted ourselves. And yes, thank you, once the shelter was begun I slept very well. You?"

Nefertiti looked at the two wolves and nodded her head with a smile.  Truly incredible creatures to behold in a time and place like this.

"I slept well as expected.  I didn't have my servants and I don't think I will ever find worthy beings like them ever. she thought for a moment as she slipped back in time when she was living in the 18th Dynasty.

Letting out a heavy sigh then she looked at the Cultist and wondered what were they to do with him. IF they let him go he could return back with his people and cause some havoc to the Haven.  But if he was to be released from this life then all would be well but ones soul. Soul... she smiled...

"I don't sleep well. To many dreams of the other place. To many bad memories. I was there longer than most, but I escaped for now. One day that will change." he says in a voice tinted with exhaustion from the lack of sleep. He wipes his hand over his face and it seems that as his hand passes he is almost wiping the exhaustion away. And when he is finished he says "So did you get anything out of our doomsday preacher? And what is our next step regardless?"

Looking to Hans "Where did you escape from, might I ask.  It seems to be a place of horror and I surely don't want to end up there.

  "It was equal parts pain and ecstasy. Horror and delight.....and no you don't want to end up there. But I doubt you have that to worry about. Arcadia is where I was for longer than you would believe."

Tilting her head slightly she looked at Hans a bit more closely and wondered if he was truly one of those beings.

"Arcadia is a myth I heard of many many years ago.  You are from there? she asked with clearly wanting to know more of what he has to share.

 For Jay's part, his makeshift lean to was of remarkable quality... even if the materials and construction looked a bit rudimentary. Still, it would hold against the elements at least as well as a properly built structure.

 The cultist, for his part, remained silent... now watching his surroundings (and, most notably, the people around him) with keen interest. He was silent now and did not speak.

Nefertiti looked at the Cultist and shook her head "Shame you already hunted your prey for the day. there was no love lost in her eyes as she looked him down and dared him to start chanting again like last night.  He can see she is holding tightly to a long staff-like item.

"It seems that there are many things to be done for the day.  I also need to search for a Haven of my own while we are out.  A building with some land with it would be appropriate.

"Unless I miss my guess, we're about a 15-minute drive from the Hudson river," Jay mused, he had the sketches of an idea but it needed refinement. "And Nefertiti and Hans both need to establish homes, preferably close enough to Haven here so we can help if there's trouble. Perhaps we could set it up so the two of you have your places along the route from here to the river, then anybody making the trip is close to friends. With your permission we could have basic cover set up at each home for our people to retreat into."

He had been working while he talked and mused, continuing to enhance the shelter that had taken shape so far. Another thought occurred to him as he laboured. "Hans do you think you could have words with our cultist friend? You said you had some connection with desire, while I am generally against torture I would not be opposed to the opposite, the application of pleasure and then its withdrawal until the question is answered. I'm afraid I have no experience with your kind or your abilities, can you manipulate desire in any fashion?"

Michael had been in deep thought while the others discussed various goals and objectives. Each were all valid. Now was just time to determine priorities. Then a thought hit him. It wasn’t necessarily one he enjoyed, but it put the burden of what would happen on someone else’s soul instead of his. He might just make a couple of allies at the same time. “If you can make him talk Hans, then go for it. Otherwise, I know where we need to take him. Back to the church to the underground room. I don’t like it, but I don’t consider it a holy place of worship anymore. If it’s owners have returned, maybe we can work out a deal that they do their grisly work on him in exchange for an alliance and replacement weapons for the ones we took. Jay, you mind dragging him along? That reminds me that finding a vehicle will make our other goals happen that much faster.”

  "If I manipulate his desires I will likely need to feed off of them when all is said and done. As for a home such as it I will likely be rebuilding a restaurant with apartments above it a few blocks from here. People need to eat still right? And maybe eventually put in some liquor and have a nice bar area. Down the road you understand, but where my mind is right now as far as shelter goes. he cracks his knuckles and walks toward the cultist. "Do we have somewhere private that we could do this at? I doubt we want everyone to see this."

Nefertiti was curious to see how this was going to happen.

May I join and watch? she asked. Hans can see she was very interested in it all.
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Michael points to what used to be a mom and pop restaurant across the road with the windows busted out. “We can get some privacy in there for your needs.”

  "Anything you see in there is what I was made into. I resist it as much as I can for now, but unless you are my enemy you need not fear what I was made into. This is just a nice candy coating so to speak."

Nefertiti was all ready to walk over and watch the show, there was so much she wanted to learn about this new world and all its inhabitants.

"Oh don't hold back on my account.  Show me all your true self.

Jay silently hoped he had not made a mistake in suggesting this course, but he figured it had to better than the torture he had been worried he saw in the man's future. Seeing a shadow move from building to building out of the corner of his eye he knew Wraith was hunting again, probably for rats or squirrels, the mongrel was far from fussy and seemed to like hunting multiple smaller creatures. on the other hand Yuka was more fastidious, preferring larger prey that would serve as their own meal.

He shook his head to clear the momentary reverie and turned back to his work. Next on his list was to secure supplies to sustain both the synth and human populations for long enough for the groups to heal and plan. The rough idea that had begun to form was taking more shape as time went by, the physical tasks he was occupying himself with clearing his mind.

 The restaurant had been a bakery... and it had been completely gutted. Chairs removed, bars, cooking equipment, silverware, nothing remained. It was as though the entire inside of the building had been gutted prior to the storm save for the doors and flooring.

 The inside of this place was unnaturally clean, despite all that happened. It looked completely pristine... sterile, almost.

OOC: Did I hear what Red-Muzzle-Broken-Tooth said?

In reply to Nefertiti (msg # 26):

If you are included in the PM, you heard it.

Nefertiti looked at Jay for a moment then to the empty shop "What do you think is inside there that would cause him not to want to go in? she asked as she then looked to Hans "You might need to find a different place or be able to cleanse that place of whatever is inhabiting in there.

 This was it. This was the place Fate had tracked them to. She had been observing these cultists and had possibly been on the verge of locating her quarry... but they had escaped.

 … but these people had a prisoner. Perhaps all was not yet lost.


Edit:



 Chance had managed to learn quite a bit last night and he had been left with directions to Haven... but he had gotten there slightly late. Still, he had managed to locate them just as they had entered into the bakery.
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Fate had been following after the cultists the night before. She had failed to catch any of them and was quite frustrated at the group that had interfered, but this group had succeeded where she had failed; they had captured a prisoner. She knew what she had to do. She would have to play nice to find out what they knew. In the morning she activated her armor as she always did, then went on to tail the group from before. As they approached this building she watched, but as they started to take the prisoner she approached them. "So you are after the cultists as well huh?"

OOC: As per her usual routine Fate activates Fortune's Protection on herself paying the 1 mana from her artifact at the beginning of the day. Artifact at 12/13 mana.
17:04, Today: Fate rolled 2 successes using 8d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling 10s with rolls of 9,2,2,4,9,3,4,5.  Fortune's Protection.

Nefertiti turned to the newcomer and wondered how did she get up so close to them without Jay's companions warning them.  Shaking her head as she thought for a moment and looked the newcomer up and down.

"It would seem so.  And what do you have to do with them? she paused and wondered was she part of them as well. "What do you know of them and their master? with her unnatural beauty she smiled to the woman.

"I know I'm after a man named Johnathan Cook. I suspect he is the leader of that cult. I wonder if before you torture your prisoner or whatever if I may speak with him. I tend to have a way with words." Fate nodded to the woman before her as she spoke. Perhaps this wouldn't be as difficult as she expected, but nevertheless she was ready for anything. Fate had her hands free of the pockets of her old faded gray jacket. She wore a black shirt, a pair of dark jeans, and a pair of old boots.

Nefertiti didn't have final say as to what to do with the cultist, she looked to Jay, Michael and Hans who was about to show her a side of him she was so desiring to see.

"You may if I have any say but its not up to just me.  You will have to get the approval from all those that stand before you. she said in a calming tone.

"Understood." She said quite nonchalantly. Surely the others had over heard their conversation. "What say you, men? Perhaps I can save you some trouble if you allow me to." She waited patiently for an answer as she looked to each of them then letting her eyes fall on the prisoner. She was focused on him intently for a moment taking in his appearance and every sign or gesture he made even while restrained.

  "Gotta get over how a woman just shows up and thinks she is gonna get her way. Typical. I honestly don't care, but he won't be the same when I'm done. We will be present for it if you don't mind. And it gives me time to prepare for what might come." he says as he too start looking at the man intently.

If Michael and Jay agree, she would extend her hand toward the cultist and allow the woman to move a bit closer.

"What is your name by the way?  There was no proper introductions.

I'm Nefertiti.

"My name is Fate." Fate responds, "And I'm fine if you watch my work. I promise you will still have a prisoner when I'm done."

"As far as I'm concerned he gave up his rights to decency when he started shovelling bodies, though I'd prefer not to resort to torture, if we can avoid it." Jay was also somewhat confused as to why his canine companions had not given him warning of the approach of another, but figured they had most likely simply not considered the woman a threat. He would have to have a talk with them about their threat assessments.

Michael crosses his arms as he studies the newcomer. These certainly are interesting times.He pointed to inside the bakery. “As you wish, but we do this out of sight of any bystanders. You never know what may happen. I will be standing by to protect the area if something goes wrong. I must ask that if you are not completely human, you might want to leave the immediate area if I ask for protection on the area from supernatural influence. Again only as a emergency measure. Let’s get going.”He shoved the cultists closer to the bakery.
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"Not a problem. I'll follow to wherever you're taking him to so that we may do this in private." Fate follows the men dragging the prisoner around.

OOC: When you say 'supernatural influence' how does that effect a human mage?

As the group gets closer to the bakery "We must take in heed that there is some sort of predator in there.  It is unseen to even the spirits so be on guard. she added to make sure that they know something is there and if those that are able to see in a different way they may be aware.

 The reason that Wraith and Yuka had not bothered to alert them to the newcomers presence was that they too were preoccupied by the building. They were busy staring inside a window, fangs bared, tail tucked between their legs and back legs bent as though they were ready to bolt at a moment's notice.

 … these same dogs who had fought werewolves without a second thought.


OOC: you guys had already entered the building proper, I believe. It is fair to note that Jay probably noticed the dogs freaking out before anyone else.

 The inside of the bakery was clean... sterile almost, as though the storm outside had not touched it. Even though the building's windows had been broken out, there was no glass on the floor... no glass, no dirt, no water.

 … no bars, no tables, no chairs. Not a single electrical socket in disrepair... but also no lightbulbs, no fridges, no sinks or ovens.

 It was as if the building was newly built and had yet to be furnished... though Michael knew that wasn't true. That building had been there since before he was born.
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Michael stopped when he heard that there may be an unseen predator inside. “I guess I’ll have to ask the Lord for his blessings then. Hopefully, he is in a generous mood today.” He knelt down and raised the cross around his neck to his forehead. “Lord you are all powerful and all knowing. You see all things as they really are where no lie escapes you. I please ask in your son’s name to provide us with the means to see what remains unseen.”Everything seems quiet at first.

After about almost a minute everyone feels as though something is lurking in the corner of their eye if only they could focus on it. Michael puts the cross back under his shirt and opens his eyes. He looks to the others and sees what he saw before. A glance at Fate told him all he needed to know about what she was. There was an obvious aura of magic around her. He had seen such an aura before during his Vigil. He smiles. “Everyone just focus your mind to your surroundings and you will be blessed with True Sight. This includes you Mage. Before you get all spell slingy, you’ll see I travel with others who are not human. I don’t care what you are as long as you don’t intend any ill will towards humans.”He looks at the bakery to see if any supernatural creatures, ghosts, or spirits are lurking around.

22:17, Today: Michael rolled 2 successes using 7d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling 10s with rolls of 5,7,2,10(+7),4,8,5.  True Sight of St. Abel resolve 3+ allocated successes 4.

22:13, Today: Michael rolled 6 successes using 7d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling 10s with rolls of 7,10(+10,10,4),10(+3),8,7,4,10(+3).  Intelligence 1+ Ben 5+ priest 1 target 5 people turn 7.

22:12, Today: Michael rolled 1 success using 7d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling 10s with rolls of 3,4,1,6,1,10(+3),5.  Intelligence 1+ Ben 5+ priest 1 target 5 people turn 6.

22:12, Today: Michael rolled 1 success using 7d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling 10s with rolls of 3,1,7,6,6,2,8.  Intelligence 1+ Ben 5+ priest 1 target 5 people turn 5.

22:12, Today: Michael rolled 1 success using 7d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling 10s with rolls of 2,2,2,7,4,6,9.  Intelligence 1+ Ben 5+ priest 1 target 5 people turn 4.

22:12, Today: Michael failed (no successes) using 7d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling 10s with rolls of 6,5,4,1,5,1,6.  Intelligence 1+ Ben 5+ priest 1 target 5 people turn 3.

22:12, Today: Michael rolled 1 success using 7d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling 10s with rolls of 1,9,7,5,1,5,2.  Intelligence 1+ Ben 5+ priest 1 target 5 people turn 2.

22:12, Today: Michael rolled 1 success using 7d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling 10s with rolls of 6,2,5,7,4,6,9.  Intelligence 1+ Ben 5+ priest 1 target 5 people turn 1.

Spend 1 WP for True sight of St. Abel. Basically let’s me (and my other targets which includes all the humanoids advice having a chance to see pretty anything hidden that isn’t mundane. Everyone can roll Resolve + 2 to have this sight activated too. Michael got two sucesses on his check. Those who make the check can see supernatural creatures for what they are

To answer a question about the ward, technically Mages are considered ‘mortal’ which means they are not themselves affected by the ward. I’m not so sure about their spells though.

00:29, Today: Nefertiti rolled 1 success using 3d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling 10s with rolls of 7,7,9.

Will wait to see what ManofDusk post as to what we see.

OOC: 05:31, Today: Jay rolled 1 success using 5d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling 10s with rolls of 3,8,6,1,3.  Resolve + 2.

22:09, Today: Fate failed (no successes) using 4d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling 10s with rolls of 3,1,2,3.  True Sight.
No luck this time. ;p

 As Michael said his blessing, those who had received it began to see something take shape.

OOC: for those who got at least 1 success:

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 You could now see tiny auras settling on the otherwise sterile surfaces like particles of dust... but they moved with intent and purpose, mainly toward any stray bit of debris that might find itself on the floor.

 They roughly as numerous as dust motes in the air... many in number but not in any quantity visible to the naked eye... and the group could see that the motes had already attached themselves to the group's clothing... but they do not feel any different.

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Nefertiti looked to Michael "What do you make of these things that are on us? she asked with a bit of concern in her voice.

"We are covered in them and not able to even see them without your Ritual.

Michael stayed calm and watched the little spirits at work. “It appears as though they are many tiny spirits. What concerns me is that it looks like most materials that are in here are gone. I suspect these little things are away at them over time. I would suggest that we back out of here and see if they still cling to us or go back inside the building. If they still cling to us, we may have to take a spiritual dunk in the Haven. Hopefully, it will not come to that and I have to drag most of you out of the Haven. It would clear away the spirits for sure though.”

"What are you two talking about? Things that are on us? I don't see anything." Fate felt around her chest and stomach checking to see if she could feel anything.
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Looking to Fate "It is something out of your Realm of expertise it seems. looking at her as she takes notice of them on her as well.

"Well I'm guessing we will not get to see what you plan on doing the the cultist right now.  Unless you wish to do it and we discover what these tiny spirits want.

Fate was more irritated than worried when she heard Nefertiti's words. 'Something out my expertise' she thought, what could that possibly be? "If there is something more pressing then of course my work can wait." Fate said with only slight irritation sounding in her voice. "Whatever it is that is out of my expertise as you say hopefully you can take care of it without me considering I can't see whatever 'it' is or them."
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Taking a step closer to Fate "What is your profession? she asked seeing that there was not much told to them from this mysterious woman.

Nefertiti can see the irritation coming from her but still it seemed that this woman was on a serious mission and not sure if time was on her side.

"I'm a bounty hunter. The cult leader is my bounty. His name is Johnathan Cook." Fate started tapping her hand against her jacket lightly as she continued to look from Nefertiti and the others to the prisoner and back.

Nefertiti is now slowly moving back out of the bakery and seeing if these spirits are following them out of the shop as she is now on the street looking over herself and the others for these tiny spirits.

OOC: Do we need to make another roll or is it still in effect?

Chance was humming quietly to himself as he came upon the bakery, a song he didn't actually know the words to but just couldn't get out of his head. Just as he walked up he saw the woman who called herself Nefertiti back out of the place. "Hey, fancy meeting you here," he said cheerfully.

Nefertiti turned to see the one that left the group sometime ago without saying a word.  She looked him up and down for a moment then nodded "Welcome back Alex. she calmly said then waited for the rest to leave the bakery and meet outside.

"What brings you back to our humble side of the she looked around city.

Fate waiting for a moment as she thought of what to do. Then she eventually settled on joining the woman she had been talking to outside. Surely this woman had a good reason for doing so and besides Fate didn't like standing in one place for too long.

 The cultist looked up at Fate with a sneer. "Father Cook serves the Master. He is the chosen, the anointed! One such as you could never harm him!"

 Despite all this talk about unseen predators, nothing was happening and no one felt any different inside or out... aside from the fact that the outside felt far more natural.

OOC: spoiler for those who can see the unseen.

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As the group steps outside, they noticed that the vast majority of the glowing particulates left them and floated back inside the shop. However, there remained a few still on the group's clothing like lingering motes of dust.

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"Will you allow me to enter first to look around? I have a talent for spotting spirits across the Gauntlet and hold some sway when negotiating with them. When there are this number of smaller spirits of the same kind, you can usually find something more powerful nearby directing them."

"Now who said anything about hurting him? If he behaves then he won't even get a scratch from me." Fate responded to the prisoner without even a moment of hesitation. Her eyes were sharp and focused on him now more than ever.

Nefertiti had no say in what Jay was requesting for it was a place where Hans was looking to convert into a place of his own.  So she allowed them to determine that whilst she was outside enjoying the conversation between Fate and the Cultist.

What was more interesting is that Fate mentioning the word hurting this so called chosen when the cultist mentioned harm.  Very different aspect of the chart but still they could be construed as the same.

Father Johnathan Cook a name she will surely have to remember.

Chance shrugs at Nefertiti's question, "Just looking to get into some trouble I suppose. Speaking of trouble,  what sort have you guys gotten yourselves into?" he asked with a lopsided smile.

Her eyebrow arched slightly when Alex spoke of trouble but still he was a mysterious one and didn't like to tell much about himself, just like this new female named Fate.

"Nothing we can't handle here.  Sure you can find trouble elsewhere if you like.  We like to keep things very simple.  I was guessing that is why you vanished the next day after we saved your life. she smirked.

Chance chuckled, "I mean, saved my life might be a stretch, though you definitely did make my life easier, that's for sure. Oh, and I'm sure you all can handle whatever it is you're dealing with, I just heard there was some sort of demon infestation in the city, and I figured the holy man might like to know."

Nefertiti didn't find anything funny about what she said.  Looking to Alex "hmmmmmm she paused for a moment to collect her thoughts.

"Oh three wolf beasts about to dine upon you is not a stretch.  But seeing that your alive and well because of us is a boon to this crazy world.

For a moment she looked herself up and down and last time she knew that her shape was divine and exotically beautiful in a girlish way.
"I have gotten such information already.  That is what he is part of looking at the cultist.

OOC: Edit cause it was Hans tided to the chair.  My mistake and corrected.
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Chance smirks, "Nah, I was just playing with the puppies when you guys showed up. But thank you none the less. Don't get me wrong, there was no way I was going to be able to take them out on my own, but I'm pretty resourceful when it comes to getting out of harm's way."
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In reply to Manofdusk (msg # 59):
OOC:

As the group steps outside, they noticed that the vast majority of the glowing particulates left them and floated back inside the shop. However, there remained a few still on the group's clothing like lingering motes of dust.

Also could of been confused with Alex and Hans.  Have to go back and re read that thread.  Will edit my post if so.

Also Fate is talking to him as she stepped outside with me.
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 As the group spoke amongst themselves, they saw a jet flying low above the city, followed by a sonic boom and the jet stopped suddenly in the air before turning around and flying away.

OOC: assuming Jay goes inside the building

 As Jay entered the building, he noticed the spirit particles sticking to him and coating his entire body though he could feel no ill effects from it. However, as he explored the inside, he saw no Greater Spirit within.

Fate stood by keeping an eye on the cultist. She felt no need to interject. She had no idea who that new person was nor did she feel she needed to know, yet.
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Nefertiti looked up at whatever it was in sheer shock. "What has Ptah created now. she watched as it stopped in mid air then turned around.

"What the F....

"What you've never seen a jet before?" Fate asked only half jokingly.

Looking to Fate "No I haven't.  It seems that I just been awaken from a very very very long sleep. she smiled.

"There is a lot of things in this time I will question. she added as she looked at Alex.

  "Don't feel bad it took some getting used to for me as well. Have you seen a car yet?" he had been silent until then.

OOC:Trying to keep up here been busy at work. Sorry guys.

Chance glanced up at the sky when the plane flew over, "Yeah, I imagine a plane could be a rather interesting sight if you've never seen one. But I'm more curious as to what the hell it was doing," he says as he turns back to the group.

"Oh, hey, I'm Chance," he says as he offers his hand to Fate while offering a wink to Nefertiti. "Quite the motley crew you've hooked up with. Oh, and what's with all of the little spirits flitting about you guys? Did you fall in a vat full of mini spirits or something?"

Jay was far too focused to register the conversation going on behind him. He entered the building alone and as soon as his shape was masked from sight he shifted, his bones and joints crunching and reshaping to his new form, a very normal looking, albeit it extremely large, Rottweiler that padded its way inside to investigate. He sniffed and snuffled his way through the entire building, his senses attuned to both the Shadow and real realms, and called a series of quiet but insistent requests for information regarding the tiny spirits.

OOC: 17:29, Today: Jay rolled 4 successes using 7d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling 10s with rolls of 10(+10,10,6),3,9,3,4,5,7.  Stamina + Survival + PU; shapeshift.

17:30, Today: Jay rolled 3 successes using 7d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling 10s with rolls of 3,9,8,7,2,3,10(+3).  Two-World Eyes.

17:31, Today: Jay rolled 5 successes using 9d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling 10s with rolls of 8,3,7,3,8,8,6,10(+3),9.  Read Spirit + WP.

Fate shook Chance's hand quickly and responded with her name, "Fate." and a nod.

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Jay used the last of the hard cover to make his return shift to Hishu so he could communicate his findings to the rest of those gathered outside the building. As soon as he stepped out, both Wraith and Yuka were at his side, hackles raised and low, growling whines escaping their throats as they sensed his dread.

"I feel like something's coming this way. Fast. These spirits here are like a residue from something larger called Grey, and every sense I have is telling me to get the hell out of here. Nice to meet you, Fate, and good to see you again Chance. Now, shall we?" he made a motion back towards Haven. If some entity of the power he could sense had made its home here he would have to rethink his assessment on the survivors establishing an outpost for fishing.

It was strange, almost incongruous, to hear the enormous man talking of fear and flight but it was obvious from his expression that he was deadly serious.

"Well, I'm not about to argue with a man of your size talking about being afraid of something. As long as the prisoner is with us I'll follow what the group does." Fate didn't know this man, but she knew he wasn't human and a man of this size that's not human being afraid of something meant nothing good was about to happen.

"Fate?" Chance asked as his brow furrowed. "Don't you think it's a bit presumptuous to choose that name?" He shrugged, "So are you from the city, or an out-of-towner like me?"

Chance turns as Jay is talking, and then turns back to Fate, "You are not wrong. I've seen him in a fight, and if he thinks retreat is the better part of valor, I would tend to agree."

"I chose my name because of my belief and my abilities and yes I am from out of town. I suspect your name gives away your power like mine does so I presume you have the same powers, more or less." Her eyes focused on Chance as she sharply replied to him.

 There was another sonic boom, this time much closer as the glass from the windows blow out around them and a streak of green drops to the ground, leaving a tiny crater in the pavement. In the crater, one fist and one knee to the ground (superhero landing style) is a small girl with blonde hair, a hair band with dog ears, and a green girl scout uniform with pixie wings pinned on... and an aircraft canopy (ie the windshield) stuck around her torso like an oversized tutu.

 In her other hand are paper boxes filled with cookies of some kind radiating the scent of cinnamon. She sat down the boxes and proceeded to remove the aircraft canopy from her torso before discarding it (undamaged. there were no cracks or holes) and picking back up her boxes. "Cookies! Special delivery.... DOGGIES!"

 Seeming to momentarily forget everything else, she began to move toward Yuka and Wraith... who immediately begin to flee shrieking in terror.

 At roughly the same time, the cultist begins shrieking in terror. "It's the agent of the Harvester! The End has come! The contract is complete! All shall be turned to dust!"

 He rapidly devolves into incoherent ramblings.

Spoiler for those with Michael's blessing

 

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This tiny humanoid is surrounded by the same shifting motes as inside the bakery... though far more densely. In fact, it seems as though that is all you can see from her.

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Fate stays quiet as she watches this strange girl.

OOC:
Pulse of the Living World (Mage Sight)
paying 1 mana from my artifact to roll for the sight.
23:03, Today: Fate rolled 3 successes using 5d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling 10s with rolls of 10(+8),2,6,3,9.  Mage Sight (Life).

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"Uh... do you guys know this girl?" Fate asks cautiously as she makes sure to keep her distance from the strange creature.

"I... I do not, but this is Grey, an Ilusah spirit with power to rival Father Wolf or Mother Luna," Jay spoke reverently as he moved towards the newcomer, emerging from the semi-daze for just a moment to bark a command to his three packmates to show proper respect. He didn't know where Red~Muzzle had gotten to since the spirit had balked at entering the building, but he was damned if he was going to be shamed in the Shadow for failing to control his pack properly.

As he neared the small girl he dropped to a knee, his head now only slightly above hers, and spoke in the First Tongue of Spirits. "I am honoured, Great One. I am Bringer~Of~Woe, Alpha of the Hounds of Haven," the name had just come to him, having never needed to discuss a name for their little group with the two dogs and ancestor spirit that made up his following, but it felt right. "May I ask, are you knowledgeable in the ways of healing synthetic beings? We have many friends that are hurt and in need of aid. If I understand what I read from your tiny friends correctly, you are somehow related to artificial creations?" His tone was respectful and hopeful, perhaps she had come to help their new friends.

Nefertiti listened closely to what Fate and now named Chance was saying until Jay came out of the building with a worrisome look upon his face.  She only knew him for a few day but she never saw that expression upon him.  Something that one would have if they were about to have audience with Seti.

Then she listened to what he was saying about an Ilusah spirit with power to rival Father Wolf or Mother Luna not knowing of the wolf but Mother Luna was something that Nefertiti knew about in her studies.

Still she was shocked again to see Jay walk up to the little girl and kneel.

Nefertiti stood there and watched the whole ordeal with much curiosity.

 As Grey left the tiny crater in the asphalt she'd made, the cracks "healed" behind her, as if they'd never been. When Jay kneeled, Grey opened her box. Inside were tiny cinnamon palmiers (ie. French puff pastry cookies) "Cookie?"

 She tilted her head as Jay introduced himself. The two dogs had put quite a distance between themselves and the newly arrived Grey. Red~Muzzle had done likewise.


 "I'm Grey and that's my store. I was bringing more cookies but..."

 She gestured at the aircraft canopy and frowned, slightly upset. "I dropped some of them."

 She pointed at the bakery that most of them had entered at some point. "But yes, I can heal synthetic people."

Some disturbing thoughts were crossing Jay's mind regarding the cultist's words and the spirit exclusion zone Grey had around her. He shook them away and stood, taking one of the donuts and wolfing it down in a single bite. "Love cinnamon," he said once his cheeks were no longer bulging. "Some of my friends and I," he gestured to the gathering, and gave the cultist a poke with his steel-toed boot, "found this one and his friends disposing of a large number of synthetic humanoids. I know not about the things he was babbling about but I'll never sit and allow cruelty if I can stop it. Hans there was about to have a talk with our friend in your shop to see if he could persuade him to bring us up to date since we all seem to be newcomers... of one sort or another."

Taking a second donut if he were allowed, Jay decided to enact a small revenge on Yuka and Wraith an raised his voice so it would carry to the two apex scavengers. "Oh my, these donuts are fantastic. I'd hate to miss out on these." The dogs suitably admonished, Jay turned back to Grey and asked, "Would you be inclined to help synths that we brought to you? those that are most injured perhaps?"

 The cookies were simple tasting and sweet, very much in keeping with what a child would make. As Jay spoke to his pack, they whined and pawed at the asphalt as if to beg but dared come no closer.

 Grey seemed deep in thought as Jay took another cookie without objection. "Hmm, Noah will want to know about that.... but he, Sal, Mother, and Father went to play in Arcadia so I don't know when he'll be back. I didn't go because I don't like Arcadia... but maybe I can fix some of the synthetics if you take me to them."

Michael was trying to figure out what the tiny spirits were about when he was informed of what they were by Jay. Then he heard about demons in the city from Chance. A plane turned tail like it was about to get beaten with a switch. To top it all off, Supergirl just sticks the landing in the middle of the road and offers cookies. What is happening around here!?Seeing Jay take a submissive approach, Michael decided to play along and now to her. “Uh um hello neighbor. If I had known you were living across the street, I would have brought over some cookies long ago. Yeah we made some Synth friends and helped them get set up in a house for protection. We’d be happy to take you there.”

He walked by the cultist and gave a sharp kick with his steel toed boot to the base of his skull to knock him out and stop the gibberish.

Fate stood by quietly and watched as everything unfolded. She continued to keep her distance even when the others had not. Ilusah spirit with power to rival Father Wolf or Mother Luna? Surely he meant power of his gods. As for Ilusah? She tried to think back to her studies if the word sounded familiar. It only sounded of Wolf Tongue to her and she didn't understand that language. Either way, a strange creature with god-like powers was not something she wanted to get tangled up with, but in a strange way this child reminded Fate of her little sister. She thought it very odd.

 At the mention of Arcadia Hans attention snaps straight to the girl as he says "Why in the name of The Lords of Spring would you let them go to Arcadia? Tell me they have a guide. Otherwise I doubt they will be coming back anytime soon." shock and sadness coloring his voice. "This is bad they may bring a hunt following them."

 As the others spoke, Grey made her rounds offering the cinnamon confections to those present, ignoring the cultist. "I only just moved in before the storm hit. I bought it from the man that owned it when he left."

 She offered the group a big, childlike grin but furrowed her brow when Hans spoke to her. "Because they have Father's girlfriend.... Noah is their guide. He used to play at the Goblin Markets all the time so he knows the way."

 As willing as she was to talk, she seemed willing to follow if they led.

Michael motioned to the now hopefully unconscious cultist and looked at Jay. “Mind carrying this sack of potatoes while we lead her to the Synths?”He then offered his arm to Nefertiti as he motioned in the direction of the Synth dumping grounds and started walking.

Fate accepts the cookie cautiously, then eats it. It was a delicious cookie. She thanks the little girl then silently follows the group.

Nefertiti looked at the girl and wondered what in the hell was going on, has Ptah chanced his form into a girl in this world to make the mortals appeasing. Her eyes followed the girl mostly but still she didn't know what to say at this time but she did watch.

When offered a cookie to took one but didn't eat it yet for if the tiny spirits were more dense on her then they would surely be able to spread to the cookies.  She didn't want to have the spirits inside of her, by chance.  One should never take a cookie from a stranger.

She followed the group to the Synthetic People and see what this girl was able to do.

Chance turns and looks at the...girl or whatever she was, "Wait, you said Noah? Is he by chance a dragon? Because if so, I'm looking for him, might be able to answer some questions I have, so hopefully he does make it back safely." He follows the others, taking a bite of his cookie as he does so.

 Grey grinned her childlike grin and answered. "Yes! He made a wish and Father granted it so he became a dragon."

 It took only a few minutes before the group reached the synthetic shelter. She entered and took note of all of the damaged synths. She put her finger to her chin for a moment and nodded before walking wordlessly back outside to a pile of rubble where some of the members of Haven worked to pile it.

 She placed her hand on the large mound of and it rapidly began to dissolve into nothing... right in front of the shocked residents of Haven before returning inside and expelling a copious volume of silver fluid from her hands, flooding the ground floor and flowing up the stairs.

 There were cries of shock and surprise (and a little fear) as the silver fluid overtook them... and soon it had invaded every floor of the building.

Fate had followed quietly, but when she saw this feat of magic her eyes grew wide as she continued to watch. She remained silent, but the look on her face said enough. She was in awe of the child's power.

Michael was surprised at the feat of magic, but also took note of something he had figured out. She only affected inorganic matter and the matter was neither created or destroyed. It was simply formed into something else.

Nefertiti was very shocked at this level of magic being cast without any words or a long ritual procedure. But still Grey didn't give any explanation as to what was going to happen or what is happening.  The silver liquid was something to watch and as she did watch she wanted to determine if they were just another form of all those little spirits that they found in the bakery.

With the unconscious cultist still draped across one broad shoulder, Jay was perhaps the only one of their company that was relatively unsurprised by Grey's feat. If she was of the power he had divined earlier, she could probably reshape reality to fit her whims.

"Where do you want this scum?" he asked Michael once the initial shock of the tiny girl's act had begun to wear off.

 After roughly a minute or so of flooding the building with that silver fluid, it began to recede back into her body (though she herself remained unaffected, not increasing in size at all despite the sheer volume). Whatever the fluid touched was cleaned and repaired.

 Walls, floors, plumbing and electrical... and the synths. Each synth that had been touched by the fluid had fully regenerated as though it had never suffered damage.

 The stunned synths began to descend from the upper floors, gathering in the lobby to stare at the group, awaiting some sort of answer... but Grey gave none.

 Instead, with her feat complete, she turned to the group and rubbed her stomach. "I'm hungry. Do any of you have any coffee?"

This was all something odd for her to watch and not being able to do it herself.  It was something that she would of asked Ptah to help show her how to do but still she wasn't able to do any of the things she knew she was capable of doing.

There was something wrong here, and she needed to discover what was this error.

When Grey asked for coffee she looked to Michael and Jay for clarification.

Michael looked at Jay and pointed at the floor in the center of the room. He looked to the stunned Synths and pointed at Grey. “This is Grey. She is the one that has repaired you. Now hopefully you will be able to better defend yourselves and and establish your community. Here’s one of the cultists that attacked you all. Feel free to deal with him as you wish. Fate here wanted to question him about his master’s location. Are there any coffee supplies here or a grocery store nearby?”

He looked to Grey. “If there is a grocery store nearby, we can get some coffee. Otherwise, there is some back at Haven.”

Fate will wait for the cultist to wake up then say, "Rise and shine, sleepyhead" when she sees him stir. "Now are you gonna be a good little cultist and tell me what I wanna know or am I gonna have to feed you to the synths? Where is your leader hiding?"

16:30, Today: Fate rolled 2 successes using 8d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling 10s with rolls of 7,4,7,5,8,2,8,1.  Persuasion Roll.
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 The cultist, after having been given two or three separate concussions, was not doing so great. His eyes no longer focused properly. The only thing he manages to say before passing back out was "Homeless shelter..."

 When the group handed him over to the synths, their reaction was not to take revenge... but to immediately restrain him and begin tending to his injuries. All of them thanked Grey and the group (for bringing her to them).

 They pointed out several grocery stores nearby, but there nearly all of them were likely looted at this point.

Having watched the casual violence being visited upon the captured cultist, Jay's hackles had been gradually rising. He had no love for the man, and his race's natural predilection was definitely leaned towards savagery, but life was precious in all its forms whether created artificially or evolved naturally. He kept his silence, however, feeling that if he was to make a dent in trying to help untangle the mess that New York had become he needed others around him, and he didn't want to alienate them. When the synths began to minister to the man's injuries, Jay smiled, feeling thoroughly vindicated in his defence of them against the cultists. Offering what little assistance he could with his minimal medical experience, he simply helped them care for the idiot's injuries.

"Thank you, Grey. I am in your debt for helping these friends of ours. I must admit I was beginning to despair of how we would help them recover," he approached her once the cultist seemed comfortable and modulated his voice to a low rumble so the synths would not hear him continue. "I feared we were basically setting up a hospice, rather than a hospital, if you get my meaning. I think it would have destroyed me if I'd had to watch this many die."

Michael nodded to the information. “Well we can try to see if there is anything salvageable left at the grocery stores then head back to Haven before nightfall for a cup of Joe.”He looked at Nefertiti to clarify. “A modern saying for coffee which is a bitter drink sweetened with sugar and cream that revitalizes the mind and body for a time.”He heads out the door toward the grocery stores.

As the synth's tended to the cultist's wounds Fate approach and took the outer layer of clothing the cultist was wearing saying, "Only borrowing." She then attempted to use one of her abilities on it.

Fate will use Postcognition on the piece of clothing she grabbed.
19:07, Today: Fate rolled 3 successes using 9d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling 10s with rolls of 2,3,8,4,1,7,7,9,9.  Postcognition.

Nefertiti was very interested in watching Fate do what it is she was doing.  Watching the Rote (Magic) energy flow from her and upon the cloth.

"What are you doing there Fate? she asked in sheer curiosity or a longing to be able to do it herself.

After Fate sees what she can see she answers Nefertiti. "I'm looking into this odject's past to see if I can spot any clues to which shelter the cultist was referring to."

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"No luck, yet anyways." Fate had hopes, but they would have to wait until morning. "Do you guys mind if I join you for the night? We are hunting the same man after all. It does make sense for us to stick together until then."

Nefertiti had no problem with Fate staying with them the night even thought it was still early in the morning for such a request.

Then she walked over to Grey "May I have a private moment of your time? she asked her with a look of sincerity upon her face.

As Michael and possibly Jay went searching for this coffee in the stores.
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 Grey turned around and beamed at Jay. "I like you. You're a good person."

 She hopped up onto his shoulder and he found that she weighed no more than a thread of spider silk, barely anything at all despite the mass she'd absorbed back into herself earlier... and there she perched until Nefertiti came up to her requesting her time. "'Kay"

 She hopped down, intent on following the exotic woman.


OOC: are any of you heading to look on your own or do you want to wait and bring Grey with you?

Jay watched the two fascinating women walk off for privacy, and the slight daze the smaller one had caused in him lifted a little. 'Coffee', he thought to himself, and in less than a dozen strides found some cover and performed the shift to his own Urhan form instead of using his ability to become a less conspicuous animal. The big wolf that stood in the man's place was rangy and grizzled, with long limbs, an oft-scarred muzzle and unsettling yellow eyes. The beast immediately set to sniffing for the familiar scent of coffee, his lupine sense of smell acute beyond the ken of humans.

OOC: Making sure, again, to not quite break the letter of the Oath since neither synths nor my present companions really count as the herd.

07:36, Today: Jay rolled 2 successes using 7d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling 10s with rolls of 10(+5),5,8,3,2,2,5.  Stamina + Survival + PU; shapeshift.

07:40, Today: Jay rolled 2 successes using 9d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling 10s with rolls of 2,7,5,10(+5),7,5,10(+7),7,2.  Perception.

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 Jay began to lope through the city within his own territory, being mindful of the human survivors. He caught the scent multiple times but each time was for people brewing coffee in their shelters.

OOC: continue looking or try to get coffee from the survivors?

Tilting her head to the side and wondering if it was Ra the Sun God or was it Thoth.

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Thank you Grey.  I look forward in speaking to him when the time is right. she said with a bit of joy.

"Shall we get back to see if they were able to get you some coffee. she smiled.

Turning around to return to the spot where she and the group stopped.

As soon as he caught the scent, Jay rounded the building in question and, again using its cover, made the bone-grinding shift to his human shape. He approached the survivors and their brew. "Greetings, friends. Happen to have a mug of that going spare?"

 Grey returned to the group with Nefertiti and sat down on the steps.

 While Michael had been discussing what to do, Jay had vanished from the group.


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 As Jay approached the survivors, they looked at you, a bit startled and looked to one another suspiciously but nonetheless poured some coffee into a Styrofoam cup. It was instant coffee from a MRE pouch, a bit on the sharp side but plenty strong smelling. They did not seem to have any creamer or sugar.

The big man thanked the survivors, and with his bounty in hand returned to the gathering to present his prize to Grey. "Sorry, its the best I could find," he said with an apologetic smile. Anyone that had ever tasted MRE coffee would tell you that it wasn't a pleasant experience.

"Thanks. Well with that settled it's time to get back to work. Where's the nearest homeless Shelter?" Her hands hadn't stopped tapping her jacket gently this entire time.

 The cultist was now unconscious but there were several places in the lower class areas that ran homeless shelters. The nearest one was roughly a three hour walk away.

 Grey, for her part, took the coffee and gulped it down happily, finishing with a childish grin. She then took the remainder of her cinnamon cookies and stepped outside. "I gotta go home now but it was fun playing with all of you."

 She raised her hand in a big, over-exaggerated wave, letting the group say any goodbyes they wished before she took to the air just like one would expect in a superman comic and then flying off toward the ocean.

Nefertiti had nothing else to gain from speaking with Grey and she waved her farewell as she watched the young looking being take to the sky as if she had a power of flight always upon her.  An interesting being this Grey is and she did want to meet her again soon.

But looking over to Fate Would you like company on your journey?

There are a few things this cultists group can give me as well. she asked and was sure that Michael and Jay had things to do with their saviors in the Haven and Jay Domain.  Gathering food for them at the moment didn't attract her as much as going after the Cultists.

Jay gave a slightly comedic forlorn wave as Grey left, but then turned to Nefertiti and Fate "I'm down with targeting cultists. I can leave Red~Muzzle~Broken~Tooth behind with Wraith as punishment for their cowardice. Yuka will have to stay with me though, she is my right hand." his harsh words were in contrast to the affection he lavished upon all three of them, Red~Muzzle having manifested his dirty-white form with its distinctive red-patched face and missing right canine tooth and approached as soon as Grey departed. He had a slight understanding of the primal dread that must have been running through their minds, it had affected him while in animal form. Banishing the memory of that fear, he continued "And not to be rude, I make a far more, shall we say regenerative target for any enemies to focus upon. These guys were happy to shoot before, I'd rather be with you to help than hear about you getting hurt later on"

"I have no problem with the company. Perhaps I'll get to see you in action." Fate thought to herself, Perhaps they will prove useful. Fate kept hold of the clothes she had taken and started to head out as on her way she asked, "Does anyone have a vehicle?"

Michael adjusted his weapons. “There’s stores of food at Haven and the ward should last another 20 hours. We can go check out the shelter. Unfortunately, we don’t have a vehicle. Maybe we can run across an abandoned one on the way? These cultists are a threat to the Synths. They need to be dealt with.”

"Yep we can keep our eyes open along the way." Fate continues to walk in the direction of the first homeless shelter.

 The group began walking and, though there were still a few cars on the street, you were not quite so lucky as to find one with the key in the ignition. It was lucky enough to find one that had not had everything ripped out of it (or broken in or smashed up).

OOC: Anyone want to try an Int + Larceny roll to get the car going? Otherwise, it's going to be by foot.

OOC: I've only got 3 dice between those two. Anyone got anything better and wanna give it a try?

I have a net of 0 dice lol

"'Fraid I never learned how to drive a car, let alone steal one. Hang on let me see if any of our synthetic friends have some experience with vehicles," Jay strolled to the small synth enclave that was beginning to take shape so he could find someone to direct him to the required aid. As he walked he continued to issue his instructions to Red~Muzzle, the ancestor spirit understanding and accepting the orders from his Alpha to patrol and protect the small territory they were carving out, including the synth enclave and the outside areas of Haven, and for Red~Muzzle to especially keep his eyes open for dangerous spirits in the Shadow.

OOC: with the untrained penalty i'm at 0 dice. Hopefully one of my synthetic allies will be able to help, perhaps we can request a mechanic for ten minutes and a driver for the rest of the day

PS: ST would you like any dice rolls for my attempt to find the help we need?

Nefertiti just looked at them with a blank expression when asked about a car.  Shaking her head with a smile "Sorry wrong time for me.

Looking to Jay "Do you want to go back and ask one when we can continue looking onward.  That may slow the day and we might not get anywhere.

 The synths looked from one to another before one of them (the one who had spoken for the synths before) spoke up. "Just to clarify, do you mean that you are attempting to claim this vehicle as "salvage"? Because it is against our nature to steal that which belongs to others."

"My lady Nefertiti, the vehicles of this time are both large and fast. The few moments it will take to make our request will be recovered in the blink of an eye once we're driving," once the group got back to the increasingly bustling enclave that was forming and spoke to the synth that had been acting as his peoples' herald. "Indeed. We need a vehicle to increase how much we can bring to our home in terms of supplies, and from how far. It is also not in my nature to steal, but it is even less so to allow resources to go to waste when there are so many in need, as I believe is the case with you, my friend," Jay placed a reassuring ham-like hand on the spokesman's shoulder. "Rest assured that I will safeguard your peoples' reputation as I would my own."

 The male synth (who had now re-adopted a human flesh color for skin) nodded. "Very well, then I will help you reclaim this "salvage"."

 The synth crawled into the front of the car and, in a few moments, had the front panel off. From there, he began to mess with the electronics inside. Soon, the truck roared to life and the synth took a step back and showed them which wires to touch together to start it again if needed.

Michael was impressed. Helping the Synths had born fruit it would seem. “Well it seems our chariot awaits.”

Fate asks, "Was there a synth that could drive us as well?"

Nefertiti had not idea on what to do with the big metal moving machine and she only looked in sheer shock at how the Synthetic was able to start it and then show them how to do it again.

If only she had her powers she could materialize there in a blink of an eye.

 Unfortunately, the synthetic would not drive for you. Fortunately, it wasn't that hard to drive, sans evading rubble. There were no vehicles on the streets other than military and they were not nearby.

 They stopped at a convenience store but it had been looted. There was very little left that wasn't trampled or destroyed.

OOC: Wits + Investigation to see if you find anything (any or all of you can make one. successes will be added together and that's how many people you can feed for one day)

 Then came the trip to the homeless shelter. There were lots of people here so the group needed to abandon the vehicle to avoid military suspicion (Intelligence + Subterfuge to disguise the vehicle and food inside.... or you can risk coming near desperate people with a stolen vehicle full of looted goods)

 The building itself was in rough shape. It had weathered the storm fairly well, but it was now taxed to capacity with long lines for food and large crowds of people who had lost much of what they had in the storm.

 There were a lot of people in this area... more than you would have believed would stay behind in the path of the most calamitous storm in recent history.

As the truck came to a halt, Jay hopped out and began to whisper to Yuka in a low rumble, "Guard, my friend. Call to me if any come sniffing around our bounty." He would feel vulnerable all the while they were apart, as well as fearful for her safety, but the food in that truck was important to a lot of people so he felt the sacrifice was necessary. Then he stood and began to heave some random pieces of rubble and debris around the vehicle to aid in its disguise.

"Right, are we ready to approach the horde?" he asked the group once they had finished their preparations.

OOC: 06:18, Today: Jay rolled 1 success using 2d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling 10s with rolls of 8,1.  Wits + Investigation + WP.

06:19, Today: Jay failed (no successes) using 1d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling 10s with rolls of 2.  Intelligence + Subterfuge.

Lol really not the things I'm good at. Please tell me someone else has better subterfuge than my 0?

Nefertiti was doing her best to help search for any food they might be able to find in the store.  It was interesting to see how little hit had when she was first awaken she found a store and it was full of things.

Gathering what she did find she gave to Michael and Jay to place in the car.  Still she was impressed of the way they were able to get around so quickly in the fast moving chariot.

When they arrived at the place she looked in awe at all the peoples, all the people that needed to be uplifted and saved from this horrible time.

Taking a moment to look around at all the other buildings nearby that looked to be in better shape or possible like the church where they saved the two men.. but nicer and bigger.  A place where she could culture just right and help save the people nearby.

OOC: Just in case my rolls can help out..

Manofdusk, What would I need to roll to search for a nice building in the area?

01:21, Today: Nefertiti rolled 2 successes using 5d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling 10s with rolls of 4,1,10(+10,3),3,4.  Int + Sub.

01:21, Today: Nefertiti rolled 1 success using 6d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling 10s with rolls of 7,1,9,6,4,2.  Wit + Invest.
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OOC: Wits + Investigation

OOC: 01:47, Today: Nefertiti rolled 2 successes using 7d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling 10s ((6,6,6,5,6,9,10(+3))).

Fate didn't like halting from her search, but figured the detour would be over sooner if she helped so she looked around for what she could. As for helping to disguise the vehicle she left that to the others after adding a single rock to the hood of the car. When she saw how many people were in the shelter she started to feel a little worried, but she didn't show it even for a moment. Instead she walked directly to the center of the room (if she can) and holds the clothes in her right arm in front of her, not trying to draw attention to herself, but to anyone looking they would just see an odd woman with her eyes closed standing at the center of the room holding some sort of cloth wrapped around her arm (She had never given the cultist back the outer layer of clothes she took).

OOC: By the way, MoD what is the outer most layer of clothes she took? Some sort of coat? Fate is casting Postcognition on the clothes she's carrying to see if it shows her anything this time.

22:35, Today: Fate rolled 3 successes using 7d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling 10s with rolls of 6,8,10(+7),8,6,5,7.  Wits+Investigation.

22:37, Today: Fate failed (no successes) using 2d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling 10s with rolls of 1,6.  Intelligence+Subterfuge.

22:53, Today: Fate rolled 5 successes using 9d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling 10s with rolls of 10(+10,9),7,10(+9),7,1,4,1,5,6.  Postcognition.

Michael acres as the driver for all of them as they hopped out and looked for food. Once they arrived at the homeless shelter, he just closed the dash where the exposed wires were and went to the homeless shelter taking the back roads and scaling up the sides of the building to the roof where he could act as a lookout. “I’ll hang out on the roof and keep an eye out for trouble while the rest of you head in.”He assumed the place wouldn’t take kindly to him bristling with weapons.

 Despite being fairly terrible at hiding the truck, they seemed to have done a pretty good job... or, at least a passing job. They had found enough food to feed a grand total of 4 people and had managed to hide nearly all of it.

 Fate attracted quite a few odd stares as she did her thing, oblivious to those around her.

 Meanwhile, Michael, Jay, and Nefertiti could see a familiar van parked in an alley out back.

Fate approached the back room and entered it if she can.

Michael hopped down from the roof to the back where the van was as quietly as possible. He gave a quick check to see if anyone was around or inside the van. If the coast was clear, he would take the caps of the air intake on the tires and push the pin in to deflate the tires. Slashing them would be faster, but he didn’t know if they could ‘acquire’ the van in the future. This way the cultists couldn’t drive away while keeping the van still salvageable.

Nefertiti was glad to see that Michael took care of the moving chariot but still they needed to find those that were part of this Cult and there was surely innocents inside the building but there was also the fact that one should be limping with a bandage leg from the arrow that pierced his flesh.

She made sure to keep an watchful eye out for anyone limping on the leg that got an arrow in it. Also she would be keeping a keen sense for any sweet aromas that would lure her.

For his part, Jay simply stuck with Nefertiti, figuring that if things became physical he would need to be nearby. He felt lonely, no matter the people surrounding him, without Yuka by his side. They had not been separated for more than moments for many months now, and he was worried for Red~Muzzle and Wraith as well.

 There were a great many people coming and going in the back room and Fate was stopped before she could actually enter the door. The woman looked to be in her mid twenties and run ragged from the work she was doing. "Hold on, you can't go back there. Personnel only!"

 Meanwhile Michael went around back where he found several pallets and empty boxes and crates (of what was most likely donated food) as he let the air out of the tires of the delivery van. The back of said van was closed so he could see nothing from inside.

 Meanwhile Jay and Nefertiti lingered in the crowd... trying and (being perhaps the most conspicuous people in the room) failing to blend in.

Fate fought back the urge to throw the woman in her way. "I'm here to see Johnathan Cook. Is he in?" Fate used her hand at her side to hold onto the bottom of her jacket.

 The woman tilted her head and quirked an eyebrow. "You mean Father Cook? No, he's not here at the moment. He went with some of his flock to gather supplies. If you'd like to wait outside, I'm sure he'll be back in an hour or two."
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"The matter is kind of urgent. Could you please tell me where to find him?" Fate started tapping her fingers gently against her coat again.

OOC: MoD what would you like me to roll for persuasion?

Nefertiti notice that Fate is talking to some woman and wondered what was being said.  Hoping that Fate is not in any trouble over there while her and Jay look around for the Cultist that they fought the other night.

"They are here but where. We just need to find them but it will be dangerous in doing anything to them here. she looked around "WE don't know who all might be a member of their cult.

OOC: Manipulation + Persuasion to try and convince her

22:22, Today: Fate rolled 3 successes using 8d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling 10s with rolls of 5,3,10(+9),1,7,9,1,5.  Manipulation+Persuasion.

 The woman eyed you for a moment and nodded off to one side. "They went to a destroyed neighborhood to scout for anything that might have been left in any of the buildings destroyed by the storm. All of the easily accessible stores have been looted but the places that are rubble might have something worthwhile in them."

 She indicated a neighborhood nearby that had suffered significant damage from the storm.

"Thank you." Fate said to the woman before returning to the group and relaying the information to them. "Well, now that we know where we're going let's hurry and get a move on."

Nefertiti looked a bit worried as Fate came over and was in a rush to leave when there was so much more needed to be done here. These people needed help as well as those back in the Haven. Michael was able to make something great out of nothing and was it possible to help those around here as well.

She spotted a building where she might want to convert into a place where she could help but there could be something better. More secure, more space, more life. She would need those that were skilled at determining such a place and Michael and Jay might be able to help in this manner.

She turned to them “These people need help. And I wish to help as much as I can.  Are either of you able to help me find a place close that I can convert into a place of Hope?  A place like the Haven but safe for all.

 Within a few minutes, the group was back in the truck, had it cranked, and was on the way to the location the woman had indicated. Soon, they were close. The buildings here had all been either leveled or ripped out of the ground. Unlike many other places, most of the rubble remained in this neighborhood with few having cleared anything.

 There was no sign of the cultist yet.

Looking to Fate "Can you feel that? she spoke in a low tone.

Allowing her eyes to look around the area in hope that there is a area where she can get a better feeling of this corruption.

"Feel what?" Fate asked while searching for any sign of where the cultist might be.

Once we are out of the car, after her eyes are done searching the area she'll use postcognition on the clothes once again. If that brings up nothing then she will go to some nearby rubble and use postcognition on it.

21:44, Today: Fate rolled 1 success using 9d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling 10s with rolls of 7,9,5,5,1,7,6,4,4.  Postcognition for  the Clothes.
21:45, Today: Fate rolled 7 successes using 9d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling 10s with rolls of 9,8,4,10(+2),9,8,8,9,3.  Postcognition for the rubble.
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Michael looked over at the two ladies while he was driving. “Feel what? Something lurking up ahead?”

She shakes her shoulders "This area is filling up with Dark spirits.  We need to be careful moving forward. as she looked over to Jay for a moment and wondered if he and his wolves were able to spot them.

 Yuka (the only wolf Jay brought with him) bared her fands and emitted a low growl, though she did not appear to see as much as "sense" something wrong.

 You were not nearly close enough to see anyone yet but, even without any special senses, this place felt like bad juju.
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Taking notice of Yuka baring her fangs at something and it was even more weirder when she felt something come over her and leave as sudden.  As if a spirit walked through her but if that is so how would one be able to help these lost souls.

"I'm wondering if this cultist is doing this?  If so then he needs to be stopped quickly.

"Whatever that was, is not good. I agree with Nefertiti. We gotta take care of this fast."
OOC: Edited the last post I made.

Nodding her head "IF so, we need to first determine how many cultist is with him. she thought for a moment and then she looked to Fate as she was trying to invoke some magic.

A low, concerned rumble had been building in Jay's chest for a good few minutes now, and he felt the anticipation of impending battle as a raising of the hairs down the centre of his spine. He waited for the others to exit the vehicle and used the solitary moment to hunch down and shift into his Urshal, or near-wolf, form as he dropped down. A hulking brute of a wolf thudded around the back of the truck and stepped up beside Nefertiti with Yuka at his side, the gradual rumble had become an ululating snarl that rose and fell as he shifted his sight to perceive the Shadow fully instead of relying on his flawed human senses.

OOC: 10:56, Today: Jay rolled 2 successes using 7d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling 10s with rolls of 5,6,2,5,8,9,6.  Shapeshift.

10:57, Today: Jay rolled 2 successes using 7d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling 10s with rolls of 4,5,7,9,3,10(+3),4.  Two-World Eyes.

Sorry if I held things up. Normal service should now be resumed.

Michael exited the vehicle and drew his zweihander. He looked to the rest of them to indicate where the danger was. He could activate his own senses but thought it unnecessary when there were so many here who could do it with less effort.

 There was a pervading sense of wrongness here... but nothing in this world that anyone could see. They were not close enough yet to likely risk any form of encounter... so there was still time to figure out how to proceed.


OOC: I need an action plan. You see no one around. How do you want to proceed?

Fate gets out of the car silently and stands along side the group holding the cultist's clothes still.
OOC: I stick to the action I posted before about using postcognition. Let me know if I need new rolls or anything.

quote:

Once we are out of the car, after her eyes are done searching the area she'll use postcognition on the clothes once again. If that brings up nothing then she will go to some nearby rubble and use postcognition on it.

21:44, Today: Fate rolled 1 success using 9d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling 10s with rolls of 7,9,5,5,1,7,6,4,4.  Postcognition for  the Clothes.
21:45, Today: Fate rolled 7 successes using 9d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling 10s with rolls of 9,8,4,10(+2),9,8,8,9,3.  Postcognition for the rubble.

Nefertiti will use her Heighten Senses (Auspex) to see if she can get a sense of what is the direction things are happening.

PM

Negertiti looked toward the rubble.

"Something slithers that way. I can not see it but I can sense it and it is hungry. she says to the group.

She wished one of them might of knew something more about this Harvester that the Cultist spoke about.  But they will soon discover something if they continue onward toward the mass.

"I'm not getting anything except a question 'are you?'. Does this mean anything to any of you?" Fate said as she put down the rubble.

Nefertiti looked to Fate with a strange inquisitive expression. "Are you, what? she replied softly as she kept her senses alert and active.

"Michael will you be able to shield us from the evil that awaits us? she asked then looking to Jay and Yuka seeing if they are ready and know that there will be a fight coming soon.  May be a dangerous one but it is best to be ready.

The enormous wolf looked at Fate as she shared her findings, or lack thereof, and slowly shook his head from left to right to indicate the negative. Then he turned his attention to Nefertiti and dipped it once to affirm. With a quick series of growls and head movements he issued instruction to Yuka, indicating that she should take the opposite flank as he moved to the group's extreme right himself. He was in his favoured shape for combat and had his most steadfast ally by his side, he was about as ready as he could expect to be.

Michael was curious as to the question posed by Fate. “Are You?’ Sounds like a follow up question to a previous question or statement. We must have missed what was first said.” He smiled as Jay and his partner got into flanking positions. I suppose that means I’ll take center. He looked to Nefertiti and nodded. “I will do my best. But first a moment in prayer before possibly going off into battle against the dark arts.”

Michael held the massive six foot sword point down on the ground and clasped the hilt in both hands while closing his eyes and placing his forehead against the pommel which had a cross embossed on it. His stance suggested a standing prayer to his God with some whispered words under his breath. Suddenly, his muscles expanded to the point of almost bursting out of his clothes, spectral armor including a helm formed over his body, a halo appeared over his head, and celestial wings sprouted from his back to stretch to its full twelve foot wingspan before folding up in a rested position. He opened his eyes to look back at the others. “I’m ready now. Let’s see what awaits us.” He picked up his massive sword and held it at the ready close to his chest.

Nefertiti followed behind Michael and had a spell ready just in case, with a staff in her had she was not sure what to expect but it must be dealt with before it grow to be uncontrollable or unstoppable.

Noticing everyone else preparing for battle, Fate does the same. She centers herself and breaths in deeply before releasing it as Michael says his prayer. Then, without hesitation, she follows the group to what lies ahead.

 With Michael in the center, Jay to the right, Yuka to the left, and the ladies following behind, the group made their way into the destroyed city block. At first, there was no sign of people...

 However, graffiti was beginning to show up. Red spray paint of a triangle within a circle with eyes on the bottom two points... which was strange because, up until now, there had been nearly no graffiti anywhere (as if it had all been washed away by the storm).

 As they passed another building, the feeling of wrongness became stronger and signs of life became more prevalent (trash can fires and litter). All of the vines were withered and had been cleared from this area (the vines are withered literally nowhere else you have seen).

For some strange reasoning Nefertiti starts to look like she is about to vomit as she moves closer to the destination.  She makes some strange faces as if smelling something rotten.

What ever it is it is foul.  A corruption that is plaguing the land, just look at how it is able to destroy the vines of life.

Fate will look for a withered vine or another piece of rubble from this area and holds it close.

OOC: Fate will use postcognition whatever piece she can find in the area.
22:38, Today: Fate rolled 4 successes using 9d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling 10s with rolls of 10(+8),5,1,1,6,9,1,9,1.  Postcognition.

PM

Fate shook off the first vision not liking the feeling she got from it, but the second one her focus sharpened on. "I've got him. The cultist went this way." Fate stepped forward to lead the way for the group as she continued to follow the cultist's trail.

PM

Fate allows her senses to focus completely on the past as she continues tracking.

12:13, Today: Fate failed (no successes) using 7d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling on 9 or more ((4,7,4,4,2,1,2)).

OOC: All I can say is wow...

With Fate giving guidance she looked in the direction she wanted to go and did her best to see what ever she could with her Heighten Senses active.

"Can you tell how far he is Fate? she asked with a bit of concern in her tone.

Michael continued to take point to guard the ladies against any hidden attackers. “So do you see if the cultist has others with him and how many there are?”

 Fate did not answer, so wrapped up was she in the chase, leading the group further into the city area. As she stepped in front of one of the door, a massive black blur shot out from a doorway, snatching up fate and clamping down on her shoulder.


 After s split second, they saw the massive, 8ft tall black murder beast, similar to the ones you fought at the church. However, this one was bigger and more menacing than the other two.

 From inside, you can see more of the creatures piling out, 4 in total.

OOC: Roll for initiave and post your actions :P

OOC: Do we have Chance and Hans with us at the moment?

I just thought of some good Cannon Fodder.. seeing that both of these two were in the Church and about to be dinner for these kinds of beasts.. LOL>>>>LOL>>>>

OOC: Unfortunately no.

Michael grabs the midpoint of his sword and thrusts it like a spear into the abdomen of the beast who had grabbed Fate in its jaws. He twisted it in the wound for added effect. The Hunter could hear the wound sizzling from the silver of his blade. “Let her go now!”

18:50, Today: Michael rolled 4 successes using 16d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling on 9 or more with rolls of 7,6,2,7,1,5,7,10(+3),8,9(+7),4,1,2,4,4,8.  Half Sword technique plus willpower on wolf grabbing Fate .
18:48, Today: Michael rolled 17 using 1d10+7 with rolls of 10.  Initiative .

Half Sword technique adds 2 to the final damage after successes have been determined. Michael has Armor 5 Defense 3

Holding her action till one of the others come out of the building.

Allowing Jay and Michael to do some damage to the first beastie creature.


21:06, Today: Nefertiti rolled 12 using 1d10+6 with rolls of 6.  Initiative.

I got an 8 I guess... not really sure how to use the dice roller for Initiative.
22:21, Today: Fate rolled 8 with the Ars Magica stress die.  Initiative.
Are my feet off the ground?

You start to see a faint glow around Fate's shoulder as she says a prayer you can't quite catch. Then you notice her wounds closing up.

Fate uses Self Healing.
22:42, Today: Fate rolled 4 successes using 5d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling 10s with rolls of 10(+9),8,6,10(+5),6.  Self Healing.

OOC: Yeah, it picked you up and bit you so your feet are off the ground in the surprise round.

With an enraged bellow the enormous, bear-sized wolf that was Jay bolted forward, making a beeline to try and clamp his jaws down on the beast that had grabbed Fate, Yuka streaking in like a white missile to nip and bite to distract Jay's target.

OOC:
17:01, Today: Jay rolled 15 using 1d10+7 with rolls of 8.  Initiative.

17:02, Today: Jay rolled 2 successes using 13d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling 10s with rolls of 6,10(+6),4,3,2,7,6,2,4,1,2,2,8.  Strength + Brawl + Spec + Yuka.

W...T...F...

Nefertiti was waiting to see if she could move in closer to heal Fate but she was able to notice the magic warping over the wound and healing itself.

With that being done she knew that she could try to do something else while she still had time and it was the other 4 that was in the building. Looking at one she will use her power to see if she is able to cause one to come to her and tell all of its ill doings and release itself from its wolfly form.

Using Revelation (Majesty)
13:05, Today: Nefertiti rolled 2 successes using 8d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling 10s with rolls of 5,1,10(+9),4,6,4,4,2.  Revelation.

 Michael's blade bit into the beast's back... but not nearly as deep as he'd hoped. However, the blade still left a sizzling wound. However, Hay's bite did not pierce the creature's thick, mangy hide.

 However, it was enough for the beast to drop Fate and whirl on Michael... and its wrath was both great and terrible. It whirled with gnashing teeth and clamped down on Michael's shoulder. Fortunately, He was able to shove his sword sideways into the beast's maw, blunting the majority of the beast's wrath. Still, the bite rang true, leaving a bleeding gash in his shoulder.

 Nefertiti successfully managed to get the attention of one of the massive murder-beasts... the downside of that being that she now had the attention of a giant murder beast. Her aura seemed almost like it was working until the beast near him bit him, shaking him out of his trance.

 The other two pounced on Jay, latching on but not nearly so lethally as the biggest one of the group.
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PM to Manofdusk

Nefertiti moved to be able to touch Michael as she saw how deadly the bite from the beast did, she was stating to think that this one might be the one that Fate been looking for Johnathan Cook.  It wasn't impossible that he was this beast for he was the strongest of them all and they were told that he did leave with some of his followers.

Were they all Werebeast?

May the Divine Power be granted to heal you, by ME. she said allowing those around her now to know some clue as to who or what she might be.

Spending Willpower Point (1)

Lay on Hands upon Michael
11:50, Today: Nefertiti rolled 3 successes using 5d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling 10s ((2,4,9,10(+8),3)).

Every success heals two points of bashing damage, or
one level of lethal damage.
Three successes allows for a single point of aggravated damage.

Michael grunted from the pain of having his shoulder bitten off, but then it healed back to normal just as quickly when Nefertiti laid hands upon him. He looked back to give her a wink. “Thanks for the save angel.” He then takes a half a step back before charging the beast again driving the sword into its leg. The warrior wrenched the blade free ready to parry the next attack from the terrible creature. “Hey Fate, you alive over there?”

15:53, Today: Michael rolled 3 successes using 13d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling on 9 or more with rolls of 5,9(+9,1),2,6,5,3,6,5,5,7,10(+4),1,3.  Round 2 attack big beastie half sword technique . 5 Aggravated damage total

"Yep and I'm ready to take down these beasts." Fate will charge the beast that attacked her. Once she reaches it she grounds her feet and grabs the beast's arm. Using all that she knows she attempts to use the beast's weight against it to throw it to the ground as hard as she can and tries to hold it down.

 Michael's blade struck true, creating another seething blade slice into the creature that seemed far more superficial than he'd have liked.

 Fate, on the other hand, did not fare quite so well. She grabbed the creature and strained to move it... but it seemed to all but ignore her.

 The two beasts tangling with Jay in his beast form latched on the nape of his neck and hindquarters and immediately began to pull in opposite directions.

 As Nefertiti was healing Michael, the two murder beasts that had not yet engaged rushed Nefertiti, who had gotten their attention before, each biting into her shoulders from behind.

 Michael, for his part, found himself still facing down the beast he'd wounded, mouth frothing with rage. Michael managed to keep the guard of the blade firmly lodged in the beast's mouth as it lunged at him but, regardless, it managed to take out the same chunk of his shoulder that Nefertiti had just healed!

Nefertiti didn't like the feeling these creatures caused upon her flesh, it was the second time she felt pain and it is starting to annoy her some.  With the blessing of healing she wondered was she also able to cause PAIN with this gift.

With them both having their teeth in her flesh and touching her flesh she tried to reverse the flow of healing and cause HARM to them both.

IF this didn't work, she was activating her Celerity to move a bit quicker.

01:58, Today: Nefertiti rolled 2 successes using 5d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling 10s with rolls of 9,1,10(+2),1,7.  Pre + Emp If HARM works.

Michael could tell that the longer this fight continued the more of a disadvantage they would be at. He needed to end the leader now and hope the subordinates ran off. The priest fought through the pain and leveled his sword at the beast before plunging it into the thing’s chest near its heart.

07:51, Today: Michael rolled 7 successes using 13d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling on 9 or more with rolls of 6,9(+8),6,8,4,8,5,8,6,3,1,10(+1),8.  Round 3 Half sword on beast.

7 successes plus half sword technique equals 9 aggravated damage

Awareness rolls from each and every one of you please.

16:48, Today: Nefertiti rolled 3 successes using 7d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling 10s ((5,10(+9),6,9,2,5,6)).
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In reply to Nefertiti (msg # 217):

Giving warning to those around her
"There is many bodies coming this way from that direction.  I can hear a lot of feet some what of a military formation. she said as she is trying to deal with the two beasties on her shoulders.

What do we have to use for the awareness roll please?

Awarness Ability

I stand corrected there is none in this game...


Michael what are you using to roll for Awareness?
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15:20, Today: Michael rolled 3 successes using 7d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling 10s with rolls of 9,10(+2),6,5,3,8,3.  Perception .

Are you looking for a Perception check? If so that's Wits + Composer right?

Wits + Composure, correct

Thank you.
13:51, Today: Fate rolled 3 successes using 6d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling 10s with rolls of 8,4,6,9,7,8.  Perception roll.

In reply to Fate (msg # 225):

Henry briefly looked over in the direction Fate indicated. “Mob of people and banging metal. A howl and no identifiers.”

Somewhat deflated by her embarrassing attempt at a last attack Fate says,"Great... Hopefully not more to deal with." Seeing that this was not her set of expertise she goes to a spot next to Nefertiti next to one of the beasts, thinks to herself here goes nothing, and throws a closed fist punch at the beast.

Fate will try punching one of the beasts that is attacking Nefertiti.
21:16, Today: Fate rolled 1 success using 6d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling 10s with rolls of 1,3,9,4,1,2.  Attack roll.

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 Michael's blade managed to bite deep into the beast, finally pushing past the beast's mangy hide to do some real damage... but it took that moment to retaliate and Michael wasn't able to block in time as the beast clamped down on his other shoulder. Blood sprayed everywhere as the massive fangs pierced something vital, leaving Michael limp on the ground.

 With its one-on-one fight finished, the beast began to shuffle away from the fight, clutching at its wounds... in the direction of the coming crowd.

 Yuka came in to distract one of the wolves from Jay and the two fought back valiantly but the two seemed about to be overwhelmed.

 Fate punched one of the wolves to seemingly no effect... other than making it torn around and chomp down on her arm.

 Nefertiti did not seem to be faring any better. Her attempt to channel harmful energy into the beast did not seem to yield any visible effect... other than making it angrier. It bit down on her once more.

 The sounds of footfalls (from the direction you were chasing cultists) are getting closer.

Things were not looking good for anyone and with Michael fallen to the ground limp, Jay and Yuka still fighting and Fate was able to distract one of the beast off her.  But still the one was still biting and not stopping.  This alone was causing too much pain and soon she will be joining Michael on the ground limp unless she was able to do something.

OOC: Is the one that is still biting her the one that first fell under her power of Revelation?

OOC: Yes.

Nefertiti noticed that things were not looking good and she shouted out a command

"Retreat. saying as she moved over to Michael's body to pick it up and she flung it over her shoulder also picking up his sword for it was the only thing that cause some damage to the big bad wolf.

Looking at the others and hoping that they were able to run fast before the marching army of whatever got too close.


Increasing Strength to pick carry Michael, as her Celerity kicked in to grant her a quickening speed to retreat.

Fate's wounds start to heal almost automatically as she makes for a retreat as fast as she can.

OOC: Using Self Healing again.
16:40, Today: Fate rolled 5 successes using 5d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling 10s with rolls of 4,9,10(+10,5),4,10(+10,5).  Self Healing.

 Nefertiti snatched up Michael, burning quite a lot of energy in doing so, but managed to outpace the snarling murder beasts. Fate had a bit more trouble, having to dodge the creatures as they tried to pounce on her.

 Most of them broke off and Jay's and Yuka's howling could be heard from behind. Unfortunately, they just weren't able to carry more than they already were.

 However, one of the beasts persisted, hounding them as they crossed the street toward the truck that they'd hotwired. As they struggled to open the door, they heard the sound of gunfire... and not just any gunfire... rapid, high caliber gunfire.

 Around the corner, you could hear someone yell "HOT!"

 There was a stop in the gunfire for a few seconds as the beast staggered to its feet only for the gunfire to start again.

 This time it stayed down and men in military uniform rounded the corner and surrounded the beast... then they all started shouting in panic. Two of them opened fire on the beast. One of them tried to run but the last guy grabbed him and slapped him across the face, pointing at the beast... then THOSE two started shooting.

 … and they kept shooting till the bullets ran out.

 Only then did three of them flee. One of them looked up and waved for the two women to follow him. Unfortunately, that was all he had the presence of mind to do before running back to the Hum Vee. One of them got back into the gunner's seat and trained the big gun on the bullet riddled lump of fur and gore as if waiting for it to so much as twitch.

OOC: you guys have one round to act. Go with the trigger happy military or flee. They're retreating next round.

Nefertiti didn't know how much life Michael had in him so she wanted to keep him alive and as she did she allowed a bit more of her Divine to flow into him to heal him.

Placing her hand upon his shoulder she hoped it was enough to save him.

Looking to the others she didn't know what to do but it seemed that these trigger happy men did have something to help harm the beast.  Maybe they could help out in the future.

Nodding her head to Fate and knowing that these men might be able to help but Jay wasn't able to shift quickly and they would surely open fire on him.

Waving to the men to go without them she hoped Jay would catch up and meet at the van.

23:06, Today: Nefertiti rolled 1 success using 5d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling 10s with rolls of 9,6,2,4,3.  Pre + Emp Heal Michael.

 After a few seconds, color returned to Michael's flesh and the wound had mended somewhat. Not much, but at least he wasn't dead. It was a small comfort, considering that he very much felt like a used chew toy right about now. His left arm was all but useless for now.

Michael gasped as he came back to consciousness. He quickly looked around and was confused about where he was. He saw the werewolf on the ground in front of him. The priest struggled to his feet wincing in pain from his left arm. He staggered over to the werewolf and pulled a switchblade made of silver from his right boot and stabbed it in the base of the skull. He wiped the blood off the blade and staggered back over to the van where he sat down on the bumper. “What the hell happened and where is Jay?”

Nefertiti was pleased to see that she was able to give life back to the fallen hero named Michael.  It seemed that his God would allow such a thing to happen when such evil walks the earth.  She had other plans for this man and he would surely be a beacon of hope to those that wish to survive.

She was a bit concern when she watched him walk over to the dead beast and plunge his blade into its dead hide.  If that was what he needed to take out some anger then so be it.  But the question afterwards left her a bit speechless.

Looking to Fate then over in the direction of the battle.

"I do not know where Jay and Yuka is.  They were behind us a moment ago but he might of got the scent of the men who saved us and thought it best to stay away.  There was a group of them who open fired with some loud weapons as you can see they killed it. she paused "But the one you was fighting moved toward the marching sound. Surely members of his foul forsaken alliances.

Then she looked at the machine that brought them here. "We need to get out of here quickly before something worse arrives.  I am weak and my powers are low.  I need time to heal myself. that may be when those that look at the areas of her wounds are, it glowed with her own internal light.
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Michael held his shoulder at looked at the body. “The loud machines are called guns. They fire a lot of small arrowheads very fast. It’s possible they killed it, but it takes silver to put them down for sure. I can heal your wounds as a thank you for healing mine. If Jay’s not going to accompany us, then I agree we should get going. Let’s go back to Haven for now. Jay will know where to find us.”

Henry looked over at Fate. “You good to drive? I’m pretty messed up, and Nefertiti might drive into a building.”

She held her hand up to refuse his healing

"I'm good.  I just need time to meditate and the ride back will give me plenty of that.

Then she entered into the metal carriage and sat in the back allowing herself to enter into a trance.

While she was sitting her wounds started to miraculously begin to heal

"Sure." Fate said as she quickly got into the drivers seat and started the vehicle. She was irritated, but she wouldn't let that distract her from driving. As soon as everyone was safely in she drove away from the beasts and the people taking direction from Michael on where to drive to get to Haven.

 It was a relatively easy drive back to Haven and the group quickly found themselves back in relative safety. The journey back was uneventful which was, perhaps, welcome to those who had narrowly escaped death.

 Many of the people were aghast at the extent of Michael's wounds and helped him inside, laying him down on a couch inside his apartment, trying to administer first aid the best that they can.

Michael did his best to smile through the pain and told them that one of the beasts had been slain before they left. Fate would be able to cross the threshold of the door if she went inside. Nefertiti on the other hand would feel a strong impending doom that prevented her from entering if she attempted to enter the Haven.

Nefertiti didn't get to see how the people was so grateful to aid Michael for his barrier was preventing her from taking a step into his Haven.  That was something she had to realize that it wasn't truly a place for her and she needed her own place where she could feel safe and the people there would know that it was her keeping them safe.

Knowing that it was her Divine power that saved the one they praise and none came to thank her or Fate.  But she watched to see if Fate was able to enter into the Haven without some difficulty.

"Fate if you have time tomorrow I would like to have a talk with you.

"Not a problem. Need to rethink our plan for going after Cook anyways." Fate spoke nonchalantly, but anyone could tell she was frustrated. She was used to going after human prey, werewolves were not her ideal target. She had been useless in their fight. She would need to fix that. Fate walked through the threshold then looked to Nefertiti when she didn't follow. "You're not coming?"

Nefertiti smiled to Fate "It may not allow a being of my status to pass the threshold. she said as she gazed at the outline of the Haven.  She never did try to walk in but still was it able to prevent her from entering or was that just a hoax.

She then looked back at the outskirts of where Jay has claimed and thought about going there for the time to rethink some things.

"I will be over in that building. she point out one.

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