[Silence] (1Gn, Flame of the Windrider, rollin’! Succ = +2 silver soak, plus -1 diff to cold soak per succ)
Dice Rolled:[ 8 d10 ] 2, 3, 4, 4, 7, 8, 8, 9, 10 (Success x 5 at target 7) Re-rolls: 1
[Dances on Fire] [Luna’s Armor, HAIL KAHSEENO! Stam 7 + Survival 2, Gnosis spent]
Dice Rolled:[ 9 d10 ] 2, 2, 2, 3, 3, 3, 3, 4, 9, 10, 10, 10 (Success x 5 at target 7) [WP] Re-rolls: 3
[Gossamer Wing] (TrollSkin: Stam + PU + hisbo =7 diff 7 HAIL!)
Dice Rolled:[ 7 d10 ] 1, 2, 2, 4, 6, 7, 10 (Success x 1 at target 7)
to Null Moon
[Null Moon] There is no moon in the sky tonight.
There is nothing to guide the Eagles’ way as they head out into the night, as they take off as a pack without a Beta or a Galliard but a pack nonetheless, to test the strengths and prowess of their prospective Theurge. The stars in the city don’t burn as bright as they do out in the Wyld of the forests, with the light pollution and the cloud cover and the general smog of city life, but things look different on the other side of the Gauntlet. The smog appears as spirits; the stars have their own life; colors are brighter, even in near-darkness.
Gossamer Wing, keeping herself in a state of composed calm for the last week in hopes of keeping Master out of the corner of her eye, spoke of a vision that came to her while she was meditating in the Caern one evening. There is an infestation, the vision had shown her, a darkness creeping across the Penumbra preparing to break through.
It was just within the borders of their territory, and the trail through the Penumbra was not difficult to follow. They call upon their gifts before they leave the packhouse, they fortify their defenses with Luna’s Armor and Troll Skin, they utilize Bloody Bandages and Silence’s Battle Sense, and as they come upon the scene, Gossamer Wing can tell that this is the right place: on the other side it likely looks like a run-down halfway house. On this side of the Gauntlet the walls are transparent, the building falling in on itself, the spirits of the grass and concrete and air having abandoned the place long ago.
There is a wrongness in the air.
[Mei, Battle Sense PM forthcoming!]
[Dances on Fire] A hunt. In the Umbra. He should spend more time there than he does, anyway. But he slid over to the next world easier than some and was ready and glowing. On the mundane side of things, the armor he called from Luna was a faint thing. A trick of the light. Here it blazes more strongly. Luna’s blessing making his black fur glow. His hispo body tall at the shoulders as a man, and bulkier than most by far.
They had something to hunt down and his senses were alive for the first time in a while. Truly able to pick up the things he so often missed in his monkey skin. His ears cocked back, he sniffed at the ground, then yipped to Joss and Decker. Urging that they move onward. Wanting to get there. Go faster.
[Gossamer Wing] There is a wrongness, and it is the place of her vision – she knows it, she feels it. She lifts her head, great in the hispo form, though her dreads show even here, the fur o the great dire wolf twisted and knotted and decorated with the same beads and fathers she wears in her human skin. She huffs, softly.
A warning. An acknowledgement that this is the place. This is the center of her universe for the next while. Muscles bunch, curl, and a force of will shown in a shiver under skin that ripples through fur – what pain may come, it will be ignored.
Andrew should spend more time that he does here, but he does not. She has her doubts of what Andrew does do, how he acts, his problems, his prides, his strengths. This will tell. The Eagles are War. It could be a deciding factor -or only solidify an opinion already garnered.
Either way – it is ignored for now, in face of the battle that comes. She lifts a chin to decker, and fans out to the left, not far, just enough to spread their influence as she stares intently ahead, looking for any flicker of movement (…calm, remain calm, let there be no Master illusions here…)
(1wp – resist pain)
[Silence II] In Hispo, Silence is a terrible thing, heavy muscled, broad at the shoulder. Powerful jaws. He prowls forward on all-fours, his stride swallowing the ground.
The totemlink flickers to live between packmates. Andrew gets little information, except for when the beast jerks his head indicating the house and starts to lope toward its back.
[Silence II] Across the link the message is passed: Five opponents behind the house.
to Gossamer Wing
[Dances on Fire] He’s left to handle the front, apparently. He’s left alone covering the front while Joss splits to one side and Decker around the back. He lowers his head and sniffs at the ground. Letting his nose, his ears, and his eyes in that order, lead him slowly forward. Snuffling softly, large paws finding the ground carefully. If he’s going to sneak up on whatever’s there, glowing torpedo of fur that he is, he’s going to be smart about it and use every sense he has.
There’s a silent moment of concentration and when he exhales, a little wisp of pure gnosis floats from his nostrils and vanishes. His jaws yaw open, and his tongue hangs out (the better to smell/taste you my dear) and he lifts his head. Sniffing at the umbral breeze.
[Dances on Fire] [Sensificate. Diff 7 – 3 (hispo + heightened senses) = 4. Perc + Primal-Urgeness + 1 (HS)]
Dice Rolled:[ 8 d10 ] 2, 3, 3, 3, 6, 8, 8, 10 (Success x 4 at target 4)
[Gossamer Wing] A flicker of her gaze toward Silence as the message comes through, and a lift of her chin acknowledging it. He takes the right to head around the house giving a distinctive jerk of his head toward Andrew. She doesn’t follow – instead, she takes the left, continuing her own flanking path. She moves quickly, but quietly, her great paws striking the earth with a gracefulness that defies the heaviness of the dire wolf form.
If a large hisbo form can sneak up on the back of the house – she certainly gives it the good collage try.
[Dances on Fire] He snuffles at the ground. Lifts his head and lets out a little yipping noise. Warning others of another nearby. Someone else was here. Nearby. He huffs to clear his nose of the old scent and begins tracking it again. Trotting around the side of the house. Following the scent in between weary glances around him. Ears pricked and alert.
[Null Moon] The house is not particularly large, and though they could have easily passed through the walls to emerge on the other side, they opt to traipse around the sides, to flank whatever it is that they have come to destroy. Whatever it is is not aware of them… or if it is, it is simply lying in wait for them to arrive.
The Garou standing in what would be a brittle back yard realmside is not Gaian. She can’t be. They have never seen her at a Moot, have never seen her at the Brotherhood, have never seen her walking the streets or the Umbra. They have never seen her at a Moot because she has no business there: her business is the Wyrm, and that is what they find tonight.
She’s a wasted, hunched-over creature, eight feet tall in her war form and breathing heavily, speaking a language that only the Theurges are liable to understand. It is the speech of spirits, otherworldly and alien, and it is not mindless gibbering or pointless rambling. She is speaking to someone, commanding someone, and that someone appears seconds later: there are five of them, the size of short-muzzled Hispos, with red, scaly bellies and pitch-black fur. Their eyes glow, the light passes straight through them, and they bring with them the creeping sense of disease and blight that Gossamer Wing had felt in her dream.
Two of them flank the Spiral, sitting back on their haunches in a protective stance, while the other three loose warped howls of rousing jubilation, and attack.
[Inits!]
[Gossamer Wing] There it is. There is the feeling, the sense of blight, of wrong. Lips curl in a soundless snarl…
(inits! – +9 (dex/wits/hisbo)
Dice Rolled:[ 1 d10 ] 10
[Dances on Fire] When he sees the three…things… charge he lets out a bellow of challenge. A bestial sort of ‘bring it’. A primal thing, to draw their attention. And he leaps forward fangs gleaming and ready to rip, rend, and tear.
[Init + 9]
Dice Rolled:[ 1 d10 ] 7
[Silence II] (+18)
Dice Rolled:[ 1 d10 ] 2
[Null Moon] [Iwatani, +7]
Dice Rolled:[ 1 d10 ] 2
[Null Moon] [Blinky, Pinky, Inky and Clyde, +7]
Dice Rolled:[ 1 d10 ] 4
[Null Moon] [ROUND ONE — FIGHT!
Decker: 20
Joss: 19
Andrew: 16
Blinky, Pinky, Inky and Clyde: 11
Iwatani: 9
Declare in reverse order. Go go go go!]
[Null Moon] [Iwatani
Action: Haunting Stare, target: Silence.
Clyde
Holding Action.
Inky
Holding Action.
Pinky
Action: Attack Andrew.
Blinky
Action: Attack Andrew.]
[Null Moon] [*closes tag*]
[Dances on Fire] [Kill Blinky and Pinky!
Split Action, Bite A, Bite B on Pinky.
Rage Actions 1 & 2, Bite 1 and Bite 2 on Blinky.]
[Gossamer Wing] (two rage – split first action:
1a: bite Iwatani
1b: bite Iwatani [wp]
1R: bite Iwatani
2R: bite Clyde. – what? he deserves it too.)
[Silence II] three rage
1a bite Iwatani
1b bite Iwatani
2(R) bite Iwatani
3(R) bite Iwatani
4(R) bite Iwatani
[Silence II]
Dice Rolled:[ 11 d10 ] 2, 2, 3, 4, 4, 6, 6, 6, 8, 8, 9, 10 (Success x 7 at target 5) Re-rolls: 1
[Null Moon] [Iwatani
Changing Action
First Split Action: Dodge+Dexterity: Oh No! -2 pool (split), +1 diff (changing).]
Dice Rolled:[ 5 d10 ] 1, 2, 4, 4, 5 (Botch x 1 at target 7)
[Silence II] Re-roll because Mei apparently cannot remember basic rules.
Dice Rolled:[ 9 d10 ] 1, 2, 3, 5, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 (Success x 6 at target 5) Re-rolls: 1
[Silence II] damage! HAIL KAHSEENO!
Dice Rolled:[ 19 d10 ] 1, 1, 2, 3, 3, 3, 3, 4, 5, 5, 5, 5, 5, 6, 7, 8, 8, 10, 10 (Success x 4 at target 6)
[Null Moon] [Iwatani
Soak!]
Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 2, 3, 7, 7, 7, 9 (Success x 4 at target 6)
[Silence II] KILL IT.
Dice Rolled:[ 8 d10 ] 2, 4, 4, 4, 5, 7, 8, 9 (Success x 3 at target 6)
[Null Moon] [Iwatani
Second Split Action: Dodge+Dexterity: Nooo! -3 pool (split).]
Dice Rolled:[ 4 d10 ] 1, 2, 2, 3 (Botch x 1 at target 6)
[Silence II] damage!
HAIL KAHSEENO!
Dice Rolled:[ 15 d10 ] 1, 1, 2, 3, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 10 (Success x 2 at target 6)
[Null Moon] [Iwatani
Soak!]
Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 4, 5, 6, 8, 9, 10 (Success x 4 at target 6)
[Gossamer Wing] (1 a – CHOMP! -2 – HAAAAAAIL!)
Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 2, 2, 4, 5, 7, 9, 10, 10, 10, 10 (Success x 7 at target 5) Re-rolls: 4
[Null Moon] [Inky
WP: Block! +1 diff (changing action)]
Dice Rolled:[ 5 d10 ] 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 (Failure at target 7)
[Gossamer Wing] (damage – HAAAAAAAAAAAIL!)
Dice Rolled:[ 17 d10 ] 1, 1, 1, 2, 2, 3, 3, 4, 5, 5, 5, 6, 7, 7, 8, 8, 8 (Success x 3 at target 6)
[Null Moon] [Iwatani
Soak!]
Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 2, 4, 7, 8, 8, 9 (Success x 4 at target 6)
[Gossamer Wing] (WHAT? come ON! HAAAAAAAAAAAIL CHOMPITY! +wp)
Dice Rolled:[ 5 d10 ] 3, 5, 5, 5, 6 (Success x 5 at target 5) [WP]
[Null Moon] [Inky
WP: Block!]
Dice Rolled:[ 4 d10 ] 1, 4, 10, 10 (Success x 1 at target 7)
[Gossamer Wing] Damage – MOAR DAMAGE! HAAAAAAAAIL)
Dice Rolled:[ 15 d10 ] 1, 1, 4, 4, 4, 5, 5, 5, 6, 6, 7, 8, 8, 9, 10 (Success x 5 at target 6)
[Null Moon] [Iwatani
Soak!]
Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 1, 4, 6, 7, 8, 10 (Success x 3 at target 6)
[Dances on Fire] [Action 1a, Bite Pinky! -2 split]
Dice Rolled:[ 10 d10 ] 3, 3, 3, 4, 7, 8, 9, 10, 10, 10 (Success x 6 at target 5)
[Dances on Fire] [Action 1a, Bite Pinky! Damage]
Dice Rolled:[ 14 d10 ] 2, 2, 2, 2, 4, 5, 6, 6, 6, 7, 8, 8, 10, 10 (Success x 8 at target 6)
[Null Moon] [Pinky
Soak!]
Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 2, 2, 8, 8, 10, 10 (Success x 4 at target 6)
[Dances on Fire] [Action 1b, Bite Pinky! -3 split]
Dice Rolled:[ 7 d10 ] 3, 5, 6, 8, 8, 9, 10 (Success x 6 at target 5)
[Dances on Fire] [Action 1b, Bite Pinky! Damage]
Dice Rolled:[ 14 d10 ] 1, 1, 4, 4, 5, 5, 6, 7, 7, 7, 7, 8, 8, 9 (Success x 6 at target 6)
[Null Moon] [Pinky
Soak!]
Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 1, 4, 4, 5, 8, 9 (Success x 1 at target 6)
[Dances on Fire] [Action 1a, Bite Pinky! -2 split. Rage is a dumbass.]
Dice Rolled:[ 8 d10 ] 1, 1, 3, 4, 5, 7, 8, 10 (Success x 2 at target 5)
[Dances on Fire] [Action 1a, Bite Pinky! Damage]
Dice Rolled:[ 10 d10 ] 2, 2, 3, 4, 4, 8, 9, 9, 10, 10 (Success x 5 at target 6)
[Null Moon] [Blinky
WP: Attack!]
Dice Rolled:[ 7 d10 ] 1, 1, 2, 4, 5, 8, 8 (Failure at target 6)
[Null Moon] [Pinky
WP: Attack!]
Dice Rolled:[ 7 d10 ] 2, 2, 3, 6, 7, 7, 9 (Success x 4 at target 6)
[Null Moon] [Pinky
Rage +3 (suxx): Hurt!] [A]
Dice Rolled:[ 10 d10 ] 2, 2, 3, 4, 4, 8, 8, 9, 9, 9 (Success x 5 at target 6)
[Dances on Fire] [Soak! Halp!]
Dice Rolled:[ 12 d10 ] 1, 2, 2, 2, 3, 4, 5, 5, 6, 6, 9, 10 (Success x 3 at target 6)
[Null Moon] [Clyde
Changing Action
WP: Attack Decker. +1 diff (changing).]
Dice Rolled:[ 7 d10 ] 1, 1, 2, 3, 5, 6, 10 (Failure at target 6)
[Dances on Fire] [-1 WP reflexive for Resist Pain]
[Silence] (CHOMP)
Dice Rolled:[ 11 d10 ] 2, 3, 4, 5, 5, 6, 8, 8, 8, 8, 9 (Success x 8 at target 5)
[Silence] (damage! part 1)
Dice Rolled:[ 10 d10 ] 4, 4, 5, 5, 5, 5, 6, 6, 8, 10 (Success x 4 at target 6)
[Silence] (part 2)
Dice Rolled:[ 10 d10 ] 2, 3, 4, 5, 5, 7, 9, 9, 9, 10 (Success x 5 at target 6)
[Null Moon] [Iwatani
Nooo I want to liiive!]
Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 1, 3, 4, 5, 5, 10 (Failure at target 6)
[Null Moon] [Rage back!]
Dice Rolled:[ 5 d10 ] 1, 2, 4, 4, 8 (Success x 1 at target 8) [WP]
[Gossamer Wing] (Hey IWATANI! Guess what? CHOMPITY! HAAIL)
Dice Rolled:[ 8 d10 ] 1, 6, 6, 7, 8, 9, 9, 9 (Success x 6 at target 5)
[Gossamer Wing] (Damage – HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIL!)
Dice Rolled:[ 16 d10 ] 2, 3, 3, 3, 3, 3, 5, 5, 6, 6, 6, 7, 7, 8, 9, 10 (Success x 8 at target 6)
[Null Moon] [Iwatani
YOUBITCH!]
Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 3, 5, 5, 8, 8, 8 (Success x 3 at target 6)
[Dances on Fire] [Rage 1, Attack Blinky!]
Dice Rolled:[ 10 d10 ] 1, 2, 3, 5, 6, 6, 6, 6, 9, 10 (Success x 6 at target 5)
[Dances on Fire] [Rage 1, Attack Blinky! Damage.]
Dice Rolled:[ 14 d10 ] 1, 1, 2, 3, 3, 4, 5, 5, 6, 7, 9, 9, 10, 10 (Success x 4 at target 6)
[Null Moon] [Blinky
Soak!]
Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 1, 1, 3, 4, 6, 6 (Failure at target 6)
[Silence] (Decker is …. stepping back to watch. Rage actions held to end of round, whereupon I’ll decide whether he takes them after all or just lets them go.)
[Gossamer Wing] Hey Clyde, guess what? YOUR TURN! CHOMPITY!
Dice Rolled:[ 8 d10 ] 1, 1, 1, 4, 6, 7, 7, 9, 10, 10 (Success x 3 at target 5) Re-rolls: 2
[Gossamer Wing] damage – HAAAAAAAAAAIL!
Dice Rolled:[ 13 d10 ] 1, 1, 3, 3, 3, 4, 5, 5, 5, 7, 8, 8, 9 (Success x 2 at target 6)
[Null Moon] [Clyde
Soak!]
Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 1, 5, 6, 7, 9, 9 (Success x 3 at target 6)
[Dances on Fire] [Rage 2 Action, Bite Blinky!]
Dice Rolled:[ 1- d10 ] 1 (Botch x 1 at target 5)
[Dances on Fire] [Rage 2 Action, Bite Blinky! That’s TEN dice please thank you]
Dice Rolled:[ 10 d10 ] 1, 3, 3, 6, 6, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 (Success x 6 at target 5)
[Dances on Fire] [Rage 2 Action, Bite Blinky! Damage.]
Dice Rolled:[ 14 d10 ] 4, 5, 5, 6, 6, 7, 7, 7, 8, 8, 8, 9, 9, 10 (Success x 11 at target 6)
[Null Moon] [Blinky
Soak!]
Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 1, 4, 4, 4, 8, 8 (Success x 1 at target 6)
[Null Moon] Silence is the fastest of the three Gaian Garou, lunging forward and past the guarding Banes to bite at the Theurge. She seems to fall, twice, right into his snapping jaws, though his teeth slide right off of her hide; she comes away from her first encounter with the Adren Fenrir unscathed. When Gossamer Wing joins the fray, she has little more luck: while her protector fails to get in the way, so does the first bite fail to break the Crinos’s skin. The second leaves large punctured teeth marks on her shoulder, but does little to slow her down.
The Child of Gaia Theurge squares off against the large, shadowy Hispo figures, slowly chipping away at its unholy armor, only to have it lash out with a surge of Rage and deeply bruise his chest. Its two companions have little luck attacking the large, heavily-scarred Hispo; their attacks dissipate in the cool October air and fade from memory.
A concerted effort from Silence and Gossamer Wing takes down the twisted, panicking Spiral. She is without her pack, having had to abandon whatever tactics she had had planned when the three Gaians came around the corner, and Silence moves too fast for her: with one tear of his teeth he spills her blood and intestines onto the ground, and she falls, remaining in her birth form. Life flickers back into her eyes, and as she springs to her feet in a berserk frenzy, prepared to kill whatever comes near, Gossamer Wing savagely detaches her head from her neck, dropping her spurting body to the ground and turning towards the remaining Banes.
Silence steps back to watch how the two Theurges handle the task. Gossamer Wing fails to pierce her chosen Bane’s armor, but with one gnash of his fangs, Dances on Fire sends the Wyrm spirit screeching and vanishing from the area, dropping his scales and armor in a clattering heap on the ground.
There are still three left, and they’re circling.
[Null Moon] [Damage Tally
Decker: OK
Joss: OK
Andrew: 2A
Pinky: 7 Essence
Inky: 13 Essence
Clyde: 13 Essence
ROUND TWO — FIGHT!
Decker
Joss
Andrew
Pinky, Inky and Clyde]
[Null Moon] [Clyde
Action: Attack Joss. Rage Action: Attack Joss ‘gain!
Inky
Action: Attack Andrew. Rage Action: Attack Andrew ‘gain!
Pinky
Action: Attack Andrew. Rage Action: Attack Andrew ‘gain!]
[Dances on Fire] [Split action!
1a – Bite Pinky!
2a – Bite Pinky!
3a – Bite Inky!
Rage 1 – Bite Inky!]
[Gossamer Wing] (Oh Clyde. I fear we must END THIS.
Split first action, 1 rage.
1a. bite
1b. bite
1r. WACAWACAWACACHOMP!
– all on clyde unless he falls.)
[Silence] (decker: 3 rage, 2 splits, allll actions held. will accept +1 penalty if he chooses to act.)
[Gossamer Wing] 1a: bite clyde HAAAAAAAAAAIL
Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 2, 2, 3, 4, 5, 8, 10 (Success x 3 at target 5) Re-rolls: 1
[Gossamer Wing] Damage – come on Clyde! SUFFER! HAAAAAAAAAIL!
Dice Rolled:[ 13 d10 ] 1, 2, 3, 3, 3, 5, 5, 6, 8, 8, 8, 9, 10 (Success x 5 at target 6)
[Null Moon] [Clyde
Soak!]
Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 1, 6, 7, 7, 10, 10 (Success x 4 at target 6)
[Gossamer Wing] 1b – 3 HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIL!
Dice Rolled:[ 5 d10 ] 2, 3, 4, 5, 7 (Success x 2 at target 5)
[Gossamer Wing] CHOMP DAMMIT! Damage! I’ll totally sacrifice Kai again!1
Dice Rolled:[ 12 d10 ] 2, 4, 4, 7, 7, 8, 9, 10, 10, 10, 10, 10 (Success x 9 at target 6)
[Null Moon] [Clyde
Soak!]
Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 1, 3, 4, 5, 5, 9 (Failure at target 6)
[Dances on Fire] [1a. Bite Pinky! -2 split]
Dice Rolled:[ 8 d10 ] 3, 4, 4, 5, 6, 6, 8, 9 (Success x 5 at target 5)
[Dances on Fire] [1a. Bite Pinky! damage]
Dice Rolled:[ 13 d10 ] 1, 1, 2, 2, 2, 3, 4, 6, 7, 7, 8, 8, 9 (Success x 4 at target 6)
[Null Moon] [Pinky
Soak!]
Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 1, 1, 2, 3, 7, 10 (Failure at target 6)
[Dances on Fire] [1b. Bite Pinky! -3 split]
Dice Rolled:[ 7 d10 ] 1, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 9 (Failure at target 5)
[Dances on Fire] [1c. Bite Pinky -4 Split]
Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 2, 3, 4, 4, 6, 7 (Success x 3 at target 5) [WP]
[Dances on Fire] [1c. Bite Inky! Damage]
Dice Rolled:[ 11 d10 ] 1, 3, 4, 4, 4, 5, 7, 7, 7, 9, 9 (Success x 4 at target 6)
[Null Moon] [Inky
Soak!]
Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 1, 7, 8, 8, 8, 10 (Success x 4 at target 6)
[Null Moon] [Pinky
WP: Attaaack!]
Dice Rolled:[ 7 d10 ] 2, 3, 5, 6, 7, 7, 7 (Success x 4 at target 6)
[Null Moon] [Pinky
Rage +3 (suxx): Huuurt!] [A]
Dice Rolled:[ 10 d10 ] 1, 2, 2, 2, 3, 4, 4, 4, 8, 10 (Success x 1 at target 6)
[Dances on Fire] [Soak!]
Dice Rolled:[ 12 d10 ] 2, 3, 3, 3, 4, 4, 5, 7, 7, 9, 9, 10 (Success x 5 at target 6)
[Null Moon] [Inky
WP: Attaaack!]
Dice Rolled:[ 7 d10 ] 2, 4, 4, 6, 6, 6, 9 (Success x 4 at target 6)
[Null Moon] [Inky
Rage +3 (suxx): You’re BRINGIN ON THE HEARTAAAACHE!] [A]
Dice Rolled:[ 10 d10 ] 1, 1, 3, 4, 5, 5, 7, 7, 8, 8 (Success x 2 at target 6)
[Dances on Fire] [Soak!]
Dice Rolled:[ 12 d10 ] 1, 2, 3, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 8, 9, 10 (Success x 5 at target 6)
[Null Moon] [Clyde
WP: Attaaack!]
Dice Rolled:[ 7 d10 ] 1, 1, 4, 4, 6, 10, 10 (Success x 1 at target 6)
[Null Moon] [Clyde
Rage: Pwink!]
Dice Rolled:[ 7 d10 ] 1, 2, 2, 3, 5, 7, 10 (Success x 1 at target 6)
[Gossamer Wing] (SOAK!)
Dice Rolled:[ 7 d10 ] 2, 4, 5, 6, 7, 9, 10 (Success x 4 at target 6)
[Gossamer Wing] Clyde? yer goin DOWN! HAVE KAI, KAHSEENO!
Dice Rolled:[ 8 d10 ] 2, 3, 4, 5, 7, 7, 8, 8, 10, 10 (Success x 7 at target 5) Re-rolls: 2
[Gossamer Wing] DO WITH HER AS YOU WILL! *tosses KAi to Kahseeno!*
Dice Rolled:[ 17 d10 ] 1, 1, 2, 2, 2, 3, 4, 4, 4, 4, 5, 5, 6, 7, 7, 10, 10 (Success x 3 at target 6)
[Null Moon] [Clyde
Soak!]
Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 2, 4, 7, 9, 9, 10 (Success x 4 at target 6)
[Dances on Fire] [Rage Action 1, Bite Inky!]
Dice Rolled:[ 10 d10 ] 1, 2, 6, 6, 7, 8, 8, 10, 10, 10 (Success x 7 at target 5)
[Null Moon] [Inky
Soak!]
Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 1, 3, 6, 7, 9, 9 (Success x 3 at target 6)
[Dances on Fire] [Rage Action 1, Bite Inky! Damage]
Dice Rolled:[ 15 d10 ] 1, 2, 2, 2, 3, 4, 4, 5, 6, 6, 7, 8, 8, 10, 10 (Success x 6 at target 6)
[Null Moon] [Pinky
WP: Bam!]
Dice Rolled:[ 7 d10 ] 1, 2, 6, 6, 9, 10, 10 (Success x 4 at target 6)
[Null Moon] [Pinky
Rage +3 (suxx): Boom!]
Dice Rolled:[ 9 d10 ] 2, 2, 2, 3, 4, 6, 7, 8, 10 (Success x 4 at target 6)
[Dances on Fire] [Soak!]
Dice Rolled:[ 12 d10 ] 3, 3, 3, 4, 4, 5, 5, 6, 6, 7, 8, 9 (Success x 5 at target 6)
[Null Moon] [Inky
WP: Bam!]
Dice Rolled:[ 7 d10 ] 1, 2, 4, 4, 6, 8, 8 (Success x 2 at target 6)
[Null Moon] [Inky
Rage (+1): Boom!]
Dice Rolled:[ 7 d10 ] 1, 2, 7, 9, 9, 10, 10 (Success x 4 at target 6)
[Dances on Fire] [Soak!]
Dice Rolled:[ 12 d10 ] 1, 2, 2, 3, 4, 4, 7, 7, 7, 10, 10, 10 (Success x 5 at target 6)
[Null Moon] [Clyde
WP: AAAOO!]
Dice Rolled:[ 7 d10 ] 1, 2, 3, 3, 3, 8, 10 (Success x 1 at target 6)
[Null Moon] [Clyde
Rage: WEEEOOO!]
Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 4, 4, 4, 5, 8, 9 (Success x 2 at target 6)
[Gossamer Wing] sooooooooooak!
Dice Rolled:[ 7 d10 ] 5, 7, 8, 8, 9, 10, 10 (Success x 6 at target 6)
[Null Moon] The Theurges continue their battle with the three Banes. Neither one takes any further damage, the pulsing attacks from the red-eyed creatures failing to even ripple the air around them, but they can feel the spirits’ resolve and Rage faltering. All but one of them is wavering. A few more hits from the Fostern spirit-talkers, and they’ll fall like their ethereal comrade had just moments ago.
[Null Moon] [Damage Tally
Andrew: 2A
Decker: OK
Joss: OK
Pinky: 3 Essence
Inky: 10 Essence
Clyde: 3 Essence
ROUND THREE — FINISH THEM!]
[Null Moon] [Clyde
Action: Attack Joss. Rage Action: Attack her ‘gain!
Inky
Action: Attack Andrew. Rage Action: Attack him ‘gain!
Pinky
Action: Attack Andrew. Rage Action: Attack him ‘gain!]
[Dances on Fire] [Split Action!
1a. Bite Inky!
1b. Bite Inky!
1c. Bite Inky!
Rage 1. Bite Pinky!]
[Gossamer Wing] FINISH THEM!
1 rage, split first attack
1a bite Clyde
1b bite clyde
1r bite Inky + wp
[Gossamer Wing] Clyde, I’m in danger of becoming fond of you! RARSMASH!
1a
Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 1, 2, 3, 6, 9, 9 (Success x 2 at target 5)
[Gossamer Wing] HAAAAAAAAIL KAHSEENO!
Dice Rolled:[ 12 d10 ] 1, 1, 1, 3, 4, 5, 5, 5, 7, 8, 8, 9 (Success x 1 at target 6)
[Null Moon] [Clyde
Soak!]
Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 6, 6, 6, 6, 9, 10 (Success x 6 at target 6)
[Gossamer Wing] Oh fuck THAT. CHOMPITY.
Dice Rolled:[ 5 d10 ] 3, 3, 5, 5, 6 (Success x 3 at target 5)
[Gossamer Wing] HAVE KAI, KAHSEENO!
Dice Rolled:[ 13 d10 ] 1, 2, 2, 3, 3, 4, 6, 6, 7, 7, 9, 10, 10 (Success x 6 at target 6)
[Null Moon] [Clyde
Nooo I want to liiive!]
Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 5, 6, 8, 9, 9, 10 (Success x 5 at target 6)
[Dances on Fire] [1a. Bite Inky! -3 split]
Dice Rolled:[ 7 d10 ] 2, 3, 5, 6, 7, 9, 10 (Success x 5 at target 5)
[Dances on Fire] [1a. Bite Inky! Damage]
Dice Rolled:[ 13 d10 ] 3, 4, 5, 6, 6, 8, 8, 9, 10, 10, 10, 10, 10 (Success x 10 at target 6)
[Null Moon] [Inky
Nooo I want to liiive!]
Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 1, 2, 2, 3, 3, 8 (Failure at target 6)
[Dances on Fire] [1b. Bite Inky! I mean Pinky! -4 split]
Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 1, 1, 3, 7, 8, 8 (Success x 1 at target 5)
[Dances on Fire] [1b. Bite Inky! I mean Pinky! Damage]
Dice Rolled:[ 9 d10 ] 2, 3, 4, 4, 6, 6, 9, 10, 10 (Success x 5 at target 6)
[Null Moon] [Pinky
Nooo I want to liiive!]
Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 2, 3, 3, 4, 5, 9 (Success x 1 at target 6)
[Dances on Fire] [1c. Bite Inky! I mean Clyde! -5 split]
Dice Rolled:[ 5 d10 ] 1, 1, 3, 3, 7 (Failure at target 5)
[Gossamer Wing] Dude. Srsly? We GOTTA quit meeting like this.
I BITE YOU BASTARD!
Dice Rolled:[ 8 d10 ] 2, 4, 5, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9 (Success x 7 at target 5) [WP]
[Gossamer Wing] And when I bite I MEAN BUSINESS!
Dice Rolled:[ 17 d10 ] 1, 1, 1, 3, 4, 4, 5, 6, 6, 6, 6, 7, 7, 8, 9, 9, 10 (Success x 7 at target 6)
[Null Moon] [Clyde
Noooo I want to liiiive!]
Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 1, 1, 3, 7, 8, 9 (Success x 1 at target 6)
[Null Moon] This could have ended disastrously.
Without the vision, without the response from Gossamer Wing, without mobilization by the Eagles, there’s no telling what could have happened. The Theurges of the Black Spiral Dancers are notorious for enacting rites whose sole purpose is to lead to the destruction of everything around them. If those Banes had gotten through the Gauntlet, they could have torn through a section of Cabrini Green without a second thought.
Yet they don’t. Gossamer Wing and Dances on Fire keep fighting, and their efforts pay off. One, two, and then finally all three fall from the devastating chomps of the two Theurges’ jaws, and one, two and then three blood-red suits of armor clatter to the ground, leaving behind the lingering essence of blight and the eight-foot-tall corpse of a fallen metis.
Silence’s Battlesense tells him that there are no more of them in the area. The neighborhood, at least in the Penumbra, is safe again.
[And that’s it for me! WEEEOOO!]
[Dances on Fire] With the last fibers of the battle clinging to him, he snatches up the suits of armor of his fallen goes in his jaws. Dragging them over to the metis and piling them on top of the body. Preparing an area to be cleansed. Pacing around the brittle Umbral grass checking for the last remnants of whatever was once there. Sniffing along to make sure nothing else has come. Then with a yawning movement of his jaws he cracks, snaps, and pops his way up to Crinos. Ready to use the Garou tongue in the cleansing rite to clear the area of blight and call it finished.
[Silence] Apart from a few bites early on, Silence has spent nearly the entirety of the combat in the flank, observing. Once or twice, the grey hispo actually moves, shifting his position for a better view.
Now that it’s over, he takes a few steps forward, sniffs the remains. Then he backs off again, sitting on his haunches and waiting for the Crescent-Moons to take care of the taint.
[Gossamer Wing] He starts to grab the armour, the pieces and what’s left of those they’d destroyed, and Joss gives herself a mighty shake, blood and gore from the fallen wyrmspawn flying from her fur, before she helps.
They make fast work of gathering everything together, and joins him in crinos form, before beginning to inscribe the circle, to begin the ritual cleansing of the whole mess.
[Gossamer Wing] (rollin for it – Char+ritual diff 7, +wp – if it gets the succ, I’ll letcha finish writin it up. :) )
Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 1, 5, 6, 7, 7, 8 (Success x 3 at target 7) [WP]
[Dances on Fire] [Char + Ritual, Diff 7, adding to Joss! Or hurting, we’ll see. HAIL!]
Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 1, 2, 4, 6, 9, 10 (Success x 1 at target 7)
[Dances on Fire] He rolls his neck. Shakes himself briefly. Uttering the words in the Garou tongue for the cleansing. Then shifting down slowly into homid. His cargo pants, pockets stuffed, and his tan t-shirt coming back into existence out of his fur. He pulls a small stick and an army surplus canteen of water from his pockets. Dousing the stick with water and immediately flicking it over the area with sizzling sounds as he follows Joss in the pacing of the circle. A grim determination on his face.
After the last droplets of water are flung, he tucks the items back away in his cargo pants. Standing and staring at the armor as the blood red color fades. As the smell of blight fades. Ichor melting and evaporating.
[Silence] The taint lifts from the area. Silence rises from his haunches, circling around until he faces Dances on Fire. No congratulations. No compliments on a battle well fought, or a taint well cleansed. The grey hispo simply gets right into the meat of it.
“There is a hierarchy in this pack,” he growls. “If you break it, your packmates will break you. When you’re strong enough to dominate them, your status will rise. We value your abilities as Theurge, as lupus. But above all else we respect strength in this pack.
“Do you understand and accept this?”
[Dances on Fire] He meets Silence’s eyes for a few moments. Grunts and nods. He diverts his eyes for Silence out of respect. And some part of him remembers Joss chewing him out over the same thing. But he’s not nearly as worried about her. “Yes. I am strong.”
[Gossamer Wing] Once the cleansing is done, she shakes herself until she returns to her birth form. A tug slides her godi bag back into place at her hip, the strap dissecting her torso diagonally. She then tucks her hands into her pocket and watches Silence as he moves before Andrew, and speaks.
A brow quirks, slightly. He’s already proven that he cannot accept this. And then he answers and across Eagle’s wings, her opinion is briefly stated.
[Gossamer Wing] He accepts it from you, as you can physically best him. He does not believe I can – and if I cannot, he will not accept my word on anything. He has already proved such.
to Silence
[Silence] Silence’s mindvoice is jarringly different from his garouspeech: slurred, alabaman, imperfect.
But the sentiment is identical.
If ya cain’t beat ‘im with yer teeth ‘n yer spirits, he says, then ya don’t deserve ta give ‘im orders. We’re Fenrir. We respect strength, Gossamer-Wing.
to Gossamer Wing
[Gossamer Wing] There is no response but a flex of the muscle of her jaw.
[Silence] There’s a brief conference between the packmates, silent. Then Silence shakes his fur out briefly, a quick toss of his heavy head, his thick ruff.
“Welcome to the Chosen of Eagle, Dances on Fire.”
That’s it. He whuffs in the direction of the cleansed creatures. “If you two want to put up reminders on the Wyrmpole, they’re yours. I keep my own trophies.”
[Dances on Fire] He let out a huff of breath. An acknowledgment. He should be dancing around or something. Happy that he’s been admitted. But he just nods a bit, again, in recognition. And then steps forward to claim trophies. Glancing over at Joss. He can only imagine she’s not happy with him. He didn’t listen to her orders once, afterall.
[Gossamer Wing] (crap.)
Dice Rolled:[ 2 d10 ] 5, 9 (Success x 1 at target 8)
[Gossamer Wing] (whew – types)
[Gossamer Wing] There is no expression that would let on what she thinks either way. She moves past Andrew to study the metal armor that fell from the banes, testing it by banging it together a couple times, probably harder than needed.
But then she grins. This? she can use. She gathers some of the pieces that was on Clyde. One will go to the pole, the rest she’ll re-purpose into something else.
Something will come to her. She’s something of a kid in a candy store as she tests the joints, the way it moves, the strength, and nods her satisfaction.
[Dances on Fire] He glances over at Joss testing the armor. And looks down at the armor he’s already carrying. Things fall into place in his head and he looks up at her again. “Talens.” Because they’re probably thinking the same thing. They’d make good talens if they can bring them back across with them. Or make them real spiritual items here in the Umbra. That’ll help.
He walks over and picks up the head of the Dancer. Holding it out to Joss by the hair.
[Silence] The proclamation is met with silent acceptance, which seems to be exactly what Silence expected. Not much one for parties and celebrations, the Modi. Just ask anyone who was around the year he decided to have Thanksgiving dinner at the packhouse. Great party that turned out to be. Though actually, Decker had a great time. It was everyone else that had a rotten night.
As Gossamer Wing goes to examine her trophies — and her new stash of toys — Decker reverts to homid form, wiping blood off his mouth.
“When yer finished, Joss,” he adds, “show Dances on Fire to tha dockhouse. ‘N whatever went down ‘tween the two’a ya, figger it out proper. ‘m leavin’ town tamorrow.” A faint smirk. “Business trip ta Storm Hammer.
“Might be gone a few weeks. Evan’s in charge’a tha Eagles ’til my ass gits back.”
[Gossamer Wing] “Maybe.” She answers. It might seem like she’s not going to continue, while he offers her the head of the Spiral Theurge. She narrows her gaze, slightly, and then lifts her chin and takes it. “Was thinkin more along the line of wards of warning. Extra pieces can be made into talens.”
She gives the head of the female Wyrm Theurge a bit of a shake, and then glances at Silence. “Yes, rhya.” A beat – and “Would you take something to my parents for me?” there’s a slight longing there – she misses them – but would be content to have him take something to them from her.
[Silence] “Yeah alright.” He waits expectantly, as though she might have whatever it is she wants given to her parents on her person right now.
[Gossamer Wing] She arches a brow, and laughs. “I’ll have it at the ‘Cuda before ya leave in the mornin. I’d like the chance to write a note to go with it.”
[Dances on Fire] He looks at Joss for a moment, then down at the armor. Thinking for a few moments while Joss and Silence have their little discussion. He glances over at Silence. The mention that he’s leaving. He’ll be following Evan. One of his own tribe. Hasn’t met the guy more than once or twice. But he’s packed now. And well… whatever. He doesn’t have anything to say about that.
He looks back down at the armor. “Not warning. Dogs. Loyal. Fight to the death. No need to warn. They start fighting, you hear.” He picks up the roughly bane-dog shaped and sized pieces of armor. Clinks them together a bit.
“I have other talen ideas.”
[Gossamer Wing] She nods, slightly. “That could work – unless we’re not within hearing range. We don’t stay in Eagle territory all the time. Connected with a modified Kinfetch, possibly.
She is Godi. Part of her will be glad not to have to shoulder the load of the entire territory’s warding on her own – another part is determined to do it just the same. It’s how she clawed her way into the Eagles. She will not let her influence fade easily.
She’s a damned good Godi.
She stands, lifts her skirt slightly, grasping one of the inner linings, and rips it free, and forms it into a makeshift carrying bag and piles her goodies on top, and then slings the whole mess over her back. “We’ll stop by the office first, then I’ll take you to the dock house.”
And unless Silence has anything else to add, she heads that direction.
[Dances on Fire] He picks up his token pieces of armor. The remnants of the things he’s earned. Having no skirt to tear off – someone should whistle at the poor Godi – he carries them clanking in his hands. Glancing at Silence, then following after the Godi. He has ideas. They need talens. This combat could have gone better.
[Silence] (sorry guys, got caught up between other scene and reinstalling my laptop)
Decker nods briefly to Joss. Then, as the spirit-talkers begin to discuss talens, he wipes his hands off on the seat of his pants, gives them a jerk of his chin.
“Don’t git dead while ‘m gone.”
[Gossamer Wing] She lifts her chin in return, but still has nothing else to say. In the morning he’ll find a small care package in the passenger seat of the ‘Cuda, with a note on top addressed to her parents. Hopefully he doesn’t get nosy and decide to open it. If he’s attempted to go to her attic anytime recently, he’ll know it’s probably not a good idea.
But that’s in the morning. For now, they’re walking toward the office building with their trophies, the toys. Andrew thinks this combat could have gone better. The Godi keeps her thoughts to herself on the matter. She is Fenrir – but she understands that strength comes in many forms. “What Talens did you have in mind.”
No one can EVER claim that she didn’t make an effort – in every situation.
[Silence] (thanks for the scene, guys! i’ma go update pack thread and all.)
[Dances on Fire] He looks down at his bruised ribs. One of the banes did a pretty good number on them. Not that them being dented already has ever helped him avoid getting them broken. Again. And they always seem to heal back the way they were before. Not when he was a wolf. It was when he was a wolf that he got them. And now the Change seems to have locked them into place. They’re permanent.
“We need mud. Maybe wet clay. And gourds. For Gaia’s Breath. And something new I want to try. A patch.” Following her off to wherever the hell they’re going.
[Gossamer Wing] She nods, slightly.
And then. “I don’t like you. I don’t like the way you insult, the way you refuse to bow to any authority you think you can beat. I may not be able to take you down physically – but I would do my best to make you bleed out. I do know that I am a damn good Godi. I know that I fought and clawed and prepared for years to become Eagle. Decker wanted you in. I know that my opinion meant nothing in the long run. I do not think you are pack material, EAGLE material. But you are here, you are in, and it is done.”
She pauses and looks up at him. She’s not smiling. She may not when she looks at him for a long time – but she is calm. “I expect you will want to resist anything I say until I prove my worth, despite the fact that I have already. I expect that I’ll have to raise my claws against you at some point, and I expect that I will have to use my connections with the spirits to put you down. I don’t expect that I will win. I do expect that if I don’t, I will try again.”
A breath, irritation. “Fenrir respect strength. I know that strength comes in many forms. I often wonder if others forget this – but that’s neither here nor there. Just remember one thing. Stay the fuck out of my attic.” That smirk holds a touch of amusement, a hint of what she is down deep – likely the only goodnatured godi in all of the Fenrir Tribe.
[Dances on Fire] He walks alongside her. Carrying the pieces of armor. The objects they’ve won in battle. And he listens to her little tirade. Finally, he rolls his eyes.
He speaks in his deep gravelly voice, with his own choice words for her. “I am wolf. And I am Garou. I respect what has bested me. What has proven itself to me. I don’t know you. Maybe we will fight. And I will win. And until I see you do something that I respect, you won’t have it. I respect strength. I am not Fenrir. I know you all think Gaia Child are peace, love, hippies, soft. I am not. And you will have to earn my respect. The Garou nation says we are equals, so I treat you as one.”
A pause to think as they go along. “But you are not my equal as a wolf. So I will not treat you as one. You humans have a different idea about respect. Give it because you hear someone has done something. I must witness it myself. Wolves don’t tell our deeds. Brag. We do things. When you save a wolf. Protect a kin. Down a great beast. Summon a great spirit. When I see you do that. You will be respected. Until then, it’s words. And I don’t care about them.”
[Gossamer Wing] “There are none so blind as those who will not see.”
She has proven herself – and in front of him, in front of the sept, in front of Eagle. That he refuses to acknowledge it, is simply another irritation that ripples through her, under her skin. She sets her jaw. In fact. She says nothing else. He wants no words – and those she has are unfit for anyone else to hear.
[Dances on Fire] He smirks. Face twisting. “Wolves don’t see well.”
And they walk for a while. Eventually, he speaks again. “Let’s meditate at the Caern. Then prepare talens. We need them for the next combat. And I don’t want to spend days waiting for this to heal again.” Glancing down at his wound.
[Gossamer Wing] “No shit.”
She has already stated her intentions. They will go to the office where she can get her things for her parents ready. They will go to the packhouse, because that is what they were told to do, where she was told to take him.
THEN. If she hasn’t decided to stab him yet, they’ll go to the Caern. “We’ll get there.”
[Gossamer Wing] And in time – they do. Though she’s still considering stabbing him. If he whines about his injury one more time – she just might. She’s been utterly silent, this whole time. That in and of itself, says volumes.
In the Caern, she settles a ways apart from him, kneeling at the edge of Maelstrom, and sighing softly. This mediation won’t be easy.
(regaining gnosis. maybe.)
Dice Rolled:[ 4 d10 ] 2, 2, 3, 6 (Failure at target 8)
[Dances on Fire] He finds a nice spot by himself as well. And shifts in an eye-blink back to his natural form. The shaggy black wolf with a ring of greyish white fur around his muzzle. Piercing eyes. And scars that don’t seem as ugly as they are in the monkey skin. Maybe because they were earned in this form, and in the monkey skin, they’re distorted.
He flops down on his stomach, paws out with his head laid on them. Staring quietly into the depths of Maelstrom and pondering the ephemera.
(hopefully regaining gnosis!)
Dice Rolled:[ 5 d10 ] 2, 4, 5, 6, 6 (Failure at target 8)
[Gossamer Wing] She does not achieve the necessary state of meditation, and simply sighs. She will try again tomorrow. In the bog. But tonight, she still has gnosis to spare. She finally breaks the silence.
“I have brokered a relationship with many of the elementals, many of the spirits here. They come running when I call. What do you want to do first, and I’ll begin the summoning – you can begin bargaining and binding once they arrive.”
[Dances on Fire] He stands up and trots over to where she is. Eyeing her for a moment, while she’s sitting. He’s standing. They’re almost eye to eye. She’s still a little shorter though. At her words, he yips. Nodding a bit. That’s a definite yes. He paces around in a circle. Yipping and letting out little howls. Communicating.
“We need mud. Wet clay. Something. To hold the spirits I want to bring. Or the armor. It would work unless we use for other. I thought of talen. Boost the physical. And Gaia’s breath. And whatever you want to make.”
[sidol] ((sorry to bother… would any of you care to mod a possible combat and npc a philodox to oversee the associated challenge?? we’re in the caern))
to Dances on Fire, Gossamer Wing, snail
[Gossamer Wing] They’re in the Caern. By a lake. With lots of dirt. That’s been rained on pretty much nonstop for a week. She just arches a brow at him.
“What spirits do you want first.” She pulls her godi bag around, and digs inside for a moment, before she comes up with several little containers. There is a 6pack of small bottles filled with water. There’s a few tins that are empty, with airtight lids that she scoops mud into.
[Gossamer Wing] This is Lessa. I already tried that one for you.
to Dances on Fire, , snail
[Gossamer Wing] This is Lessa. I already tried that one for you.
to Dances on Fire, sidol, snail
[Dances on Fire] He points with his nose for her to set the items down on the ground in front of him in a row. Licking a little mud from his snout. Then he yips and spins in a circle. Tilting his head back and yipping a few more times.
“Water for Gaia’s Breath. Earth for patches.”
[Gossamer Wing] She nods, and remains kneeling. SHe pulls up her skirts, and bares her thighs – which are marred with a perfectly matched set of claw marks, scared deep into her flesh. The scars are twisted and gnarled, and she smooths her hands over them with a familiar feel, a pleased touch. Then she begins to slap out a beat, centering herself, falling into the performance, falling into the rhythm, falling into that which makes her happiest – communing with the spirits….
(Spirit Drum dex+performance = 6d5)
Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 2, 3, 4, 5, 8, 8 (Success x 3 at target 5)
[Gossamer Wing] She takes a breath – and sends forth the call…
(Summoning – water gafflings, diff 4.
Rolling temp gn. 4 + 3 sd)
Dice Rolled:[ 7 d10 ] 2, 2, 6, 9, 9, 10, 10 (Success x 5 at target 4)
[snail] (sorry, guy, i’m heading to bed soon :( )
to Dances on Fire, Gossamer Wing,
[snail] (sorry, guy, i’m heading to bed soon :( )
to Dances on Fire, Gossamer Wing, sidol
[Dances on Fire] ((I wouldn’t feel right being a Philo on the fly, unless it’s just some combat. ))
to Gossamer Wing, , snail
[Dances on Fire] ((I wouldn’t feel right being a Philo on the fly, unless it’s just some combat. ))
to Gossamer Wing, sidol, snail
[sidol] ((i’ll ask lucciola and fiver, see what they say!))
to Dances on Fire, Gossamer Wing, snail
[sidol] ((i’m gonna check with other people too))
to Dances on Fire, Gossamer Wing, snail
[Dances on Fire] He waits. Swaying a little with the drum beat. Afraid to add his own howling, because he knows he’s not the best performer. He just tries to keep with the beat she thumps out. Letting out wild yips now and then. Howling as well when she sends out the final call.
The spirit materializes. River water given life. Flowing up and appearing. His warbling howl tilts into a new pitch, singing to the spirits as he dances back and forth in front of the little bottles of water. Yipping and commanding the spirits into the bottles of water. Exhorting their power, and asking them to help the Gaian cause by serving.
[Difficulty 4 (jaggling) – 1 Gnosis spent.]
Dice Rolled:[ 7 d10 ] 4, 4, 6, 7, 9, 10, 10 (Success x 7 at target 3)
[Gossamer Wing] She nods, and settles into her drum once more…
(SD: 6d5)
Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 4, 4, 4, 5, 6, 6 (Success x 3 at target 5)
[Gossamer Wing] (Summoning Earth Elementals – gaff = 7 d 4)
Dice Rolled:[ 7 d10 ] 3, 4, 6, 6, 8, 8, 10 (Success x 6 at target 4)
[Dances on Fire] He does his dance again. Exhorting the spirits and shimmying side to side as he asks them to serve in the containers. Howling now and then with yips thrown in. Almost playbowing, with the spirits.
[Difficulty 4 – 1 Gnosis spent]
Dice Rolled:[ 7 d10 ] 1, 1, 3, 3, 5, 7, 7 (Success x 3 at target 3)
[Gossamer Wing] He asks for more – and she repeats the process.
(SD)
Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 3, 4, 8, 8, 8, 10 (Success x 4 at target 5)
[Gossamer Wing] (summoning)
Dice Rolled:[ 8 d10 ] 2, 2, 3, 3, 3, 3, 4, 10 (Success x 2 at target 4)
[Dances on Fire] He waits. And the earth rumbles up into place. But this time, it’s angry. He exhorts. He cherishes. But the mud flinging elemental is having none of it. He dances side to side as he starts to howl. His growls and yips becoming more forceful. Angrier. Getting swatted by earthen arms that send him flailing to the ground. Hopping back up to gnash teeth with it while still dancing and muttering. It will be bound! He leaps upon it, trying to pin it to the ground. Force it to his will.
[Biting to latch on! +1 diff]
Dice Rolled:[ 10 d10 ] 2, 2, 3, 4, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 8 (Success x 4 at target 6)
[Dances on Fire] [Jaw Locking! Str + Ath]
Dice Rolled:[ 10 d10 ] 1, 2, 4, 6, 6, 6, 8, 9, 10, 10 (Success x 6 at target 6)
[Gossamer Wing] (Spirit: 5d6)
Dice Rolled:[ 5 d10 ] 1, 5, 8, 9, 9 (Success x 2 at target 6)
[Dances on Fire] He snarls. Working out the binding as he holds the spirit pinned to the ground. It will be bound!
[Dances on Fire] [Difficulty 4 – gnosis spent]
Dice Rolled:[ 7 d10 ] 2, 2, 3, 5, 6, 8, 9 (Success x 5 at target 3)
[Gossamer Wing] She have several talens by the time they are finished. She smooths her skirts down over her thighs again, the skin reddened and warm, even through the softness of cloth. She then simply closes her eyes, and takes a deep breath, mediating once more, leaving him to take what he wants of the talens, and do as he pleases.
She? Breathes.
[Dances on Fire] The earthen elemental melts into the mud of the little vials. And he lets out a huff. He was used to this. Used to fighting the spirits to make them do their duty. He didn’t revel in it. It was neccessary sometimes. Sometimes the spirits needed a little coercion to get them to do their duty. He figures, sometimes he’s like that as well.
He trots to one side. Lets out a slow wolfish sigh and flops down on the earth for a while. He wasn’t totally exhausted, but the binding had taken it out of him. He could feel his spiritual energy reserves tapped. Feel his connection to the spirit world weaker than before. This is how humans must feel all the time. And he doesn’t like that one bit.
He rolls in the cool mud. Gets himself dirty. Lets out some snorts and snuffles, wiggling on his back. Throwing his legs in the air. Being playful, strangely. It was a bit of a high, doing this. Sometimes. Made him feel closer to when he was with his pack. Roaming the woods. Hunting. Made him think back to those simpler times.