Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((Here))

Singha: Since everybody's here and Spaz has 2 hours, let's see if we can get this thing done so you're not waiting around any more.

Singha: Has anybody spoken to the Asians about going to Ellis or is that not your plan?

Laidan: ((Lets HOPE Troy lives to tell the tale...))

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: (Looks at the venerable leaders of the pack, Des hasn't)

Eddie: ((*wonders if she should change nick to Eddie "the nameless"....*))

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((*Smacks Lai* He will. Yes, Troy would have made contact with the Courts, to ask permission. No violating treaties for this pack's start. What is he, a Shadow Lord or a Glass Walker? *Wink*))

Eddie: ((of course not! *quietly hides the sneak suit....*))

Singha: (Who does he contact? Please, we're limited on time so be specific in your answers so that I don't waste alot of time trying to get the specifics you could have simply said from the start. By that, I mean if you plan on summoning a spirit, please state what kind of spirit, how many hours you spend on the ritual, what chiminage you use and what outcome you're looking for. So, who does Troy talk to, what does he tell them, what does he offer in exchange for access to the island?))

Singha: (And if you guys need to discuss it amongst yourselves before giving an answer, feel free to do it here, anything to get this underway quickly so that you guys can call yourselves a legit pack. *G*)

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((Sorry. He makes contact with General Satu, who's name he got from Angelia, and states that in order to retrieve a fetish belonging to the Sept, they need to travel in the Dark Umbra of Ellis Island, and are asking for permission. He offers the services of his pack in terms of helping guard the Island for a month's time in exchange.))

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((Unless anyone has a better idea as to what to offer. He is open to suggestion.))

Eddie: ((not even Eddies' moms could feed the entire Court......and she'd rather not mention her special set of skills to them just yet. so, sounds good to me.))

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ((Lai's fine with that.))

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: *brings cheese*

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((So there you go.))

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: ((Sounds reasonable))

Singha: Satu says he is flattered by the offer to help guard the Island but it somehow would be like asking North Korea to guard Seoul for a month. He would prefer it if Troy and his pack could locate the ronin known as Trevor Dunne or One Who Watches and return him to the Court for his punishment.

Singha: Since this man is avoiding any Court held territories and therefore is out of their jurisdiction to apprehend.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: Happily.

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: ((And as Josh's idea is to go with whatever idea Troy has...))

Singha: Okay, so, they have permission from the Courts, so long as they call ahead and inform Satu or his people that they are coming and so long as they leave the island after they recover what they came for.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: Of course. All such terms are agreed to.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ((Sounds good))

Singha: So...we are picking up now. You guys are all sitting around the caern discussing your plan on how to get this fetish....

Eddie: *thoughtfully chews some jerky, passing the rest out to whomever wants a stick of the stuff* so....

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: So. Laidn explains, that thanks to an image given to her by Great White Mouse, she knows the fetish is in a cave, inside, but not so far they can't hear the waves. ((Please, correct me if I'm wrong Singha- just reformatted my computer and misisng certain documents))

Singha: (Troy, as leader please tell me where exactly in the caern you are while you are discussing this.)

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: And Blue Jay-Flies had the way to get them into the Shadowlands, and out hopefully.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: It sounds a lot like her rite of passage. Get in. Get the fettish. Get out. "Anything we can do to prepare in advance for what we may encounter?"

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((Shantytown, I believe. Most isolated place, I would imagine, as it has the ritual circle.))

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: *With arms crossed, and cross-legged, he sits, watching over his shoulder. Paranoid? Most certianly not. Careful.*

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: "Expect the unexpected." Softly. "The shadowlands is a dark, depressing, and dangerous place. We may also run into Black Spiral Dancers, for all we know."

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: *His eyes... brighten, perhaps.* You think so? *he replies to Laidan.*

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He's standing there, hands folded behind his back. He's changed out of the usual lawyer's pwoer suit, instead having put on a black pair of cargo pants and matching turtleneck. "An excellent question, Desiree. I assume we will be encountering a fair amount of Banes in the Dark Umbra when we arrive? Surely the Torc will not be unguarded."

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: "What are those, exactly?"

Eddie: sounds like we'd all better pay evenmore attention to what's around us than we would anyway.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: "Dancers are Garou twisted by the Wyrm. They serve her. We kill them, they try to kill us. And yes, banes..."

Singha: (roll per+alert)

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: 7,6,4,8,3,

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: 5,6,3,4,

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: 3,7,8,8,4,10,3,

Eddie: 9,3,7,5,6,5,

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: 2,

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: 2,5,5,8,

Singha: Troy and Des don't really notice anything other than a few leaves shifting on the ground. Probably caught by the breeze. Josh and Eddie hear an odd squelching noise and see that there is actually something pink moving around under the leaves, which are being disturbed in a wide half circle pattern about 4 feet across. Lai hears the squelching sound and smells the scent of rain, damp earth, and earthworms.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She pauses, turning her head to listen to the sounds, and smell better. Her heaad slowly cocks.

Eddie: *looks over at the moving leaves and gets her legs under her* urm??

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: Wind. It does tend to cause that whole leaf movement thing, from time to time. "So, then. The goal is, obviously...get in, retrieve the torc, get out. No one is to be left behind..." He looks over at Eddie at her questioning sound. "Yes?"

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: Sitting crosslegged in her blue jeans, contemplating the new adventure they're about to embark upon. She's pulled her hair back into a french braid and is wearing a pink short-sleeved blouse. She notices her shoe is untied and leans over to re-tie it.

Singha: Those who are looking at the leaves see four pink tentacles about 4" in diameter and looking like giant earthworms burrowing up out of the soil in a half circle. A fifth belatedly joins the circle, spaced slightly farther apart and lower.

Eddie: *points to the area of disturbance. raises an eyebrow and eases a bit closer on all fours.* there been that much rain lately?

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: *He stands up, and taps Troy on the shoulder, to point his Alpha's sight in the proper direction.*

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: "I smell worms." She says, insightfully, listening to those all around her.

Eddie: *and backs up again hastily* um........*blinks several more times in rapid succession. when'd Cthulu get on the Caern guest list??*

Singha: The tentacles seem to be moving in unison, worming their way out of the soil, the exposed area growing longer. They are about a foot long, now.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: Shoe tied, she finally notices everyone is looking a little perturbed and glances around.

Singha: The fifth one is obviously a little shorter, but thicker.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He looks over at the tentacles, eyebrow raised. "This...is unexpected." No panicking yet...he focuses his senses on the tentacles, sensing for taint, though he certainly expects to feel none. The Guardians wouldn't allow it inside the caern otherwise. ((Sense Wyrm))

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: "Chernobyl earthworms? Have you guys seen anything like this before?"

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: "What is it?" She asks Eddie, starting to feel a little nervous.

Singha -> Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: (no Wyrm)

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: 4,5,3,4,

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: Gingerly reaches over to touch one.

Eddie: *murmurs to Lai, watching the....um..whatever crawl around* there's four tentacles pushing out of the ground about a foot long now. and a fifth one that's a bit short and thicker....look like really big earthworms, sort of.

Singha: The worms wriggle out until they're about two and a half feet long, with the fifth one about two feet. They are all pink, ridged, moist, and look and smell like giant earthworms. Suddenly the part that is still in the ground breaks through to reveal that all the tentcles are attached to the same pinkish...hand? that is also ridged with rings, like an earthworm.

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: Say the word, Sir, and it will be eliminated, *he growls.*

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: "Oh hell!" Jumps back when unworm-like parts follow.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She pauses, and then frowns at what Eddie tells her.

Eddie: *eyes like saucers* well. that's new and different...*leans toward Lai and murmurs another description of what's happening*

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: "Do not eliminate it, Joshua." He remains there, calmly watching as the hand-like thing crawls out.

Singha: The hand breaks free of the earth, revealing itself to be attached to a thick, earthworm like wrist. The palm pivots to face each of them in turn, then the hand curls into a claw shape, as if pulling against something.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She raises an eyebrow, curiously. "Maybe... we should help it up?"

Eddie: *tilts her head* anyone ever seen this before? *quizzical. if it were icked, it wouldn't be able to be here. but what it is.....now that's a good question*

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: "It ummm looks like a hand. Which suggests, if it has humanoid proportions, that something very, very large is beneath the ground. Beneath us." Backing away from the circle.

Eddie: um....good idea, Lai. *rises and gingerly approached, flashing a glance toward Troy and teh others*

Singha: Suddenly, the hand shrinks, and reveals itself to be attached to a tall, lithe, long-haired blonde teenager of about 17, wearing a traditional Iroquis deerskin outfit decorated with porcupine quills in floral and water designs. His hair is done up in a scaplock and his earlobes are cut to provide room for two round abalone shell plugs. A belt of wampum is around his waist. An unstrung bow and quiver of arrows is on his back. The way he appears suggests he has just crossed the Gauntlet to be with them.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: "Maybe we should give it some room," she mumbles.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: "Or maybe it's Blue Jay-Flies?" She asks softly.

Eddie: *blinsk and chuckles, heading back toward Lai* doesn't seem to be necessary now...*describes the youth in a low voice to the blind lady*

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He blinks as the hand becomes a kid, but otherwise takes it with aplomb appropriate to his normally unflappable self. A lowering of his head in greeting, then back up, as he watches the boy. "Hello."

Singha: He has hazel eyes that favor the moss green end of the spectrum, and is currently sucking the thumb of the hand he did not reach across with. The hand that he did reach across with, he waves to them all with, then points the palm toward Lai.

Eddie: *gives the guy a grin and a nod, cheerful again*

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: Well, that was weird. Blinks at the young man.

Singha: (Mod last post to he shakes Troy's hand. *G*)

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: *He simply watches. He looks back to Lai, however, for recognition.*

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: Since she is blind, she cannot react to the palm. But her look is curious, her smile welcoming nontheless.

Eddie: *Eddie murmurs about the palm thing to her friend, dual eyes curious*

Singha -> Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ~English~ "You taste of cornfields."

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: He seems a little old to be sucking his thumb, but she tactfully makes no comment.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: "Thank you," comes the quiet voice, "for coming so far. I'm Laidan... the one who contacted you. Those beside me are my soon to be pack. Troy Lawrence, Joshua Coil, Desiree, and Eddie." She is able to gesture to each one in return, before she dips her head to Blue Jay Flies. "It is good to finally meet you."

Singha: He shakes Troy's hand, then moves his hand toward Josh standing beside him and offers to shake hands with him.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He shakes the other's hand with a smile, lawyer's charm coming easily. When Laidan makes introductions, he nods in assent.

Eddie: *gives the guy a wide grin* hi! nice to meetcha! *if he's close enough, she'll offer him a handshake. but she's not getting up, nor asking he come to her*

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: This is Blue Jay Flies? He's a were-earthworm?!

Singha: Those who can see the youth will note that, rather creepily, that he doesn't close his eyes. At all. Not a blink, not a twitch.

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: *He looks down to the hand, then back up to the gentleman. And takes the hand, keeping his head slightly lowered.*

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((I am officially declaring my intention to submit a were-earthworm to the CSSS ASAP. *G*))

Eddie -> Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((*L* hey, be different! a were-nightcrawler! or pygmy mole!))

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice -> Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((I think a were-dung beetle would be fun. It could raid the sewage treatment plants and roll balls of dung the size of houses up and down the streets of New York.))

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: As he isn't answering thus far, attempts to try a different mode of communication. ~SS~ "Hello?"

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: Everything about the youth strikes her as creepy. Hell, he just burrowed out of the ground.

Eddie: *watches the guy, head tilted very slightly. belatedly glances to the rest of the jerky. maybe he'd like some.....snags it and begins to rise to offer him some*

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: *He looks up, and around. In almost confusion.* Ermmmh... thank you, *he murmurs, puzzled.*

Singha: He moves on to shake Lai's hand, still sucking the thumb of his left hand. Those who are familiar with such things note that he shakes hands in the Native American way, by gripping the other's forearm.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: Notes it's not the usual handshake, although she doesn't place it as Native American in any way.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She smiles, and grasps Blue Jay-Flies arm in return, dipping her head to him.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: A frown...perhaps sucking on the thumb is preventing him from speaking. He speaks, spiritually first and then regularly. "Is your hand...injured?"

Singha: ~SS~ "I am not BlueJay Flies, but he is a companion of my Brother, Stonewall-That-Stands-Against-the-Wyrm's-Howl. BlueJay Flies was attacked on his journey, and requested me to come here to the land of Father Manhattan and aid the one known as Sees-With-the-Heart."

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: Of course if he's making the rounds, she'll step up and shake...arms, in turn. Offering a polite bow of the head, taking the cue from Laidan.

Eddie: *watis her turn, cheerfully enough. offering the guy a piece of jerky*

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She looks a little alarmed at the news that Blue Jay-Flies was attcked. ~ss~"Is he alright? And thank you, as well, for coming in his stead. May I know your name?"

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She cocks her head at something, and smiles a little. "Thank you."

Singha: He moves on to shake hands with Des.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: A frown of concern. ~SS~ "Not too badly wounded, I hope. Thank you for coming in his stead."

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: She shakes, but doesn't speak unless spoken to, feeling a bit out of her element. ((Can everyone hear him, or only those with spirit speech?))

Singha: (those with SS can understand what he says in SS)

Singha: Lastly, he offers his hand to Eddie.

Eddie: *copies what the others did with the forearm thing, giving the guy a warm smile. holds up the jerky with a raised eyebrow, offering some. polite people feed guests.*

Eddie: *eyes widen....smiles a bit and nods, her gaze turning both delighted and impish*

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She finally reliazes her packmates may not understand. "Ah, Blue Jay Flies was attacked on his way here. He asked the man before us to come in his stead, he is a friend of Blue Jay-Flies, and brother to Stonewall..."

Eddie: *blinks* is he all right? *looking between Lai and the cool guy who watertalks inside your head*

Singha: He removes his thumb from his mouth, and speaks aloud at last, smiling at the offered jerky but shaking his head to Eddie. "I am known among the Wyrmcomers as Nathaniel Dunne. To the Pure Ones, I am known as Blind Rock Mother's Grandson. Thank you for your offer of food, but I only eat that which needs renewal." He looks at Des, as if answering an unasked question.

Eddie: *nods cheerfully to him* all right. *somehow, she doubts the peppermint patty that's been incubating in her duffel for about a month qualifies....* nice to meet you.

Singha: "BlueJay Flies was wounded, but he survived the attack by those who wished to prevent you from lifting the curse on this island."

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: Smiles and nods slightly.

Singha: And yes, he still hasn't blinked. And there's something...rubbery, about the way his limbs move.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She looks VERY displeased about that. "Do you know who those who wished to prevent us are?"

Eddie: *rests a hand on Lai's shoulder and listens to the Grandson*

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: Dunne. Oh, joy. He looks the man over, perfectly friendly, seeing if he has an answer to Laidan's question.

Singha: "I am told they serve the aspect of the Wyrm known as G'louogh, the Dance of Corruption."

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: "Dancers it sounds like." A wry smile, something dark about it. "There, Desiree, is something we must be ready for then. The sooner we move, the better. Thank you Blind Rock Mother's Grandson."

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: Good worms and bad wyrms. Right. She sincerely hopes the creature they're supposed to capture in payment for access to Ellis Island is not this things daddy.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: "How lovely." He frowns. "I trust Blue Jay Flies told you why we had requested his aid?"

Singha: He nods to Lai, and smiles at her. "What help is it you need of me, Sees-with-the-Heart?"

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: "How exactly do we prepare for dancers?"

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: "By preparing for battle, Desiree."

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: "You get ready to kill them." She answers to Des with a smile. And them looks back to Grandson. "We need you to help usinto the Shadowlands... and help us out, if neccsary. It would be most appreciated."

Eddie: *tilts her head to Des* well, from what i know....we keep our eyes open and kill them if we can, should we see 'em. *a slow blink*

Eddie: ((*L* DLP))

Singha: "Shadowlands?" He seems somewhat confused by that term.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: "The Dark Umbra, Blind Rock Mother's Grandson."

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: Kill. They said kill! "Kill... how?"

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: With your claws and teeth. With your speed and cunning, *he grunts.*

Singha: He makes a little nod of understanding as Troy clarifies. "The Ghost Lands." He's quiet for a long moment, then asks "Here? Now?"

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: "Claws, fangs, and anything else at your disposal."

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She nods to Joshua.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: Silly her, she forgot to pack her bazooka and neighborhood nuclear hose attachment.

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: Or they will kill you, *he growls.* Or worse.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: "At Ellis Island, actually." A murmur/

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He shakes his head to Blind Rock. "Ellis Island." He looks around to them all. "Are we ready to go? I must contact General Satu and inform him."

Eddie: *gives Des a wry grin. she kinda sucks with the fighting thing, too. but she's learning!*

Singha: "Ellis Island is...where?"

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: They've got to be kidding! She's never been in a fight in her life! Hell, she's never killed anything more threatening than a radish.

Eddie: soon's i change clothes i will be. and my stuff's in there. *nods to the duffel cheerfully*

Singha: "And if it is easier for you all, you may refer to me as Nate. It is what my Mother calls me."

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: Sir, *he says quietly.* It seems that Miss Desiree is reluctant. Perhaps she should stay behind, lest she slow us down.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: "I'm ready." She says it calmly. "We will take you with us there, Nate. Thank you again, for your help..."

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: "All of use must be there, Joshua... and she will have to learn to kill. Gaia did not give us claws for nothing." Soft.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: Eyes Joshua. "Did I say I wasn't up for it?"

Eddie: i can change on the way. *shrugs* no biggie for me.

Singha: "You have helped to cleanse my Grandmother's sister, Hudson. For that it is only right I should lend aid in your fight against those who Dance to Corruption."

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: Forgive me for saying so, Miss Laidan, but a hammer in the hand of an infant is a liability.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: "She comes, Joshua." He looks to the other. "We do this united, as a pack. Single-minded, single-purpose. None get left behind."

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: Yes sir, *he says calmly. And then it is over. No more debates.*

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: "We are a pack Joshua." Blind eyes turn to him. "She will learn- and you can help teach her. As you can teach the rest of us, and she can teach us." A little smile, and nod to Nate. "I understand."

Eddie: *nods* mmm. i dun got a lot of combat experience either, but i'll do my best. *gives a halfsmile*

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: "Mr. Coil. I have no explanation for why Gaia decided a physicist should have claws. However, inspite of a certain lack of experience in the matter of combat, do not insult me by calling me an infant."

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: "He wasn't Desiree." Soothingly. "He was merely using a metaphor. He does not think you an infant."

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: "Ellis Island, Nate, is across the bay. We will be heading there momentarily."

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: No boiling raginess, simply a mild rebuff to Joshua's comment.

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: *He has already agreed with Troy. And as such, he says nothing to Desiree.*

Eddie: *tilts her head slightly*all of us have skills the others don't. and they're all useful things we can teach each other. *quite calmly ditches the shirt for her oddly mottled one. might as well start changing right now*

Singha: "Do you refer to Oyster Island, the prison of Metoac, whose shores are washed by the Ever Flowing River, which is now known as Hudson?"

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: A smile to Eddie. She waits patiently for them to go, fingers gently touching Eddie, than Josh, then Des, than Troy. Soothing.

Eddie: *pauses in the changing shorts for mottled pants to brush fingers over Lai's hand, smiling softly*

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: Gives Laidan's shoulder a squeeze. They're off to a roaring start.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: "That sounds right." He looks around, to see if anyone can confirm.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: "I didn't bring camies," she notes as Eddie changes.

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: *He leans into the touch almost briefly. His eyes close, and he lets out a huff of breath.*

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: Satisfied those are sooth, she pauses. "It... sounds right. I can't confirm though..."

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ((sooth=soothed))

Singha: He waits, in that creepy, unblinking way, for them to instruct him as to when and where they are going.

Eddie: *grins cheerfully* this's the only Dedicated set of clothes i have. *sandals for boots. makes sure the attached (to the shirt) gloves and mesh hood are tucked into the back of the shirt and up the sleeves*

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: "Do you have clothes dedicated Desiree?"

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: I was just going to shift to the wolf, *he murmurs.* If that is sufficient. I don't have my collar on me, but it should be all right.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: "No, I don't."

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: "Thenm like Josh, you may want to go into lupus. You're going to loose all your clothes when you shift and step sideways." A small smile.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: "I suppose I could travel in fur, as Joshua plans to."

Eddie: *nods to Josh* until we're there, i'll pass for your owner. i've got a rope--use it for playing jumprope. so, we can sort of make you a collar leash if you really think you have to have one. i'll be leaving my duff here, though. dun think anything else in there'll be useful, and i can't take it once we GO go anyway.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: A sigh. "Does anyone here know if Ellis Island is Oyster Island?"

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: "Here? Or are we going to Ellis Island first, then crossing over?"

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: "I can ask the spirits quickly if you want." A murmur,

Eddie: *shaeks her head* i don't, Troy, sorry.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: "We are crossing over at Ellis Island."

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: *He doesn't answer. He does get undressed however, as subtly as possible. While everyone's attention is on answering Troy's question.*

Eddie: *waves a hand toward her duffel, glancing swiftly at Josh. he can shove hsi stuff in there if he wants. it's all good.*

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: "It is the Island closest to the Hudson, Nate. Closer to New Jersey then it is to Manhattan. It is the domain of the Courts."

Singha: Nate simply waits. Staring with unblinking eyes at Josh.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: Looks at Eddie and Josh, then sighs and starts undressing. She's not all that comfortable with nudity.

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: *Hooray for awkwardness. But it doesn't last long, as he moves through the forms, and settling into his canine form. Awaiting orders.*

Eddie: *steps over to Josh and crouches. lifting a questioning hand towards his ruff. scritches always feel better when you're wearing fur*

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: "Do you mind if I put my clothes in your bag too, Eddie?"

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She slides out of her sundress. She's done

Eddie: go right ahead, Des. *grins cheerfully*

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: A sigh. He's described the island as best as he can. His cell phone comes out and he calls to inform the General that they will be arriving at Ellis Island shortly.

Eddie: Lai, toss your dress toward me. i'll put it with everything else, ok?*scritches Josh if he lets her, waitign for Troy's call to go through*

Singha: The General asks what type of boat and how many are coming?

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: *He doesn't seem to mind the skritchings. Somewhat relaxed, really.*

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She tosses her dress obidiently.

Eddie: *scritching Josh, she tries to sort of fold the dress and stuff it into the bulging duffel. pretty sure nobody'd steal it, not here. eh, even if someone does--all of them do have other clothes*

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: Folds her clothes into her bag and shifts down into... well, she looks more like a dog than a wolf really. ((Do I need to roll that?))

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: ((into Eddy's bag))

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: They will be chartering a boat out of the marina, and there will be six.

Singha: (and in the interests of time, since y'all have spent 15 minutes getting undressed...in the park, I'm going to make an ST decision and say you're all in the boat, docking, and getting undressed there, rather than RP you all moving as a group of wolves or naked and dressed humans through the city)

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ((Okay. And Lai has on underthings...))

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((On the boat. Got it.))

Singha: So, the boat left from North Cove and docked at Ellis Island, and you are now in the rented boat, driven by whoever of you has a boating skill, or by Nate if none of you know how to pilot a boat

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: ((The blind leading the sighted... err something. Follows Lai. *L*))

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: ((and Josh was to be walked on a rope by Eddie.))

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: ((Nate, then. *no boating skill here*))

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: As the boat docks on Ellis Island, he looks out, to see who is waiting for them.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ((Lai follows))

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She waits just behind Troy, half crouched since the rocking motion is awkward to her.

Eddie: *walks Josh and follows the rest of the crew. without boating skills either*

Singha: There are three Asians dressed in black, carrying submachine guns, watching the boat. Those familiar with Yakuza will recognize the Gold Dragon family tatoos on their right hands.

Singha: Nate sits at the stern of the boat, staring at the Asians with unblinking eyes, waiting for either Lai or Troy to tell him where to go next.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: 3,3,10,3,4,3,1,

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: Mmm, crime families. Gaia, please let no one have a camera for this occasion, he's risked his legal career enough times in the past couple months. A respectful nod goes to the three gentlemen, and once the boat is docked, he steps off of it, taking the lead, but traveling no further then a few steps onto the dock. He waits to be greeted.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: Laidan wipes at her nose unhappily, scents dulled by the boat. Finally stanidng up, waitig for Troy to lead.

Eddie: *eyes the cool ink curiously. and blankly*

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She moves after Troy.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: Heels after Troy.

Eddie: *silently offers Lai her free hand, the other holding Josh's leash*

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She takes Eddie's hand.

Eddie: *helps Lai disembark discreetly*

Singha: One of the men with the guns gives Troy a slight nod, and motions him to go ahead and proceed. Nate climbs out of the boat after tying it up and stares at the Asians until the group heads off, and then he follows after them.

Singha: 9,8,9,7,7,5,

Singha: The three Asians seem to have quite an interest in Nate, and stare back at him closely.

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: *He simply follows. Nothing else to do.*

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He heads along, after a slight bow of gratitude to the Yakuza, toward the cave in question.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: Perks her ears at the Asians then looks back at Nate.

Eddie: *gives the guys a cheerful grin as she follows Troy, hand loose on the "leash"*

Singha: (I don't think Troy knows where the cave is, does he? I think you guys first need to locate a cave...or the cave)

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ((Laidan will give a description of the cave as detail filled as possible, from the image given to her))

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((Per+Survival?))

Singha: (So you all know what you are looking for. How do you propose to find it?)

Singha: (Meaning are you splitting up and looking individually, staying together, or splitting up into pairs?)

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: Sniffs the air, ears swivelling. Senses dulled in her human form suddenly receiving a slew of new environmental detail. (per)

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: 3,7,1,2,

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((Splitting into pairs. Laidan and Nate, Eddie and Joshua, Desiree and Troy.))

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ((Laidan will first ask a seagull spirit if they know of a cave that looks like her descriptoin, offering gnoisis as chiminage))

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ((dlp))

Eddie: ((cool by me.))

Eddie: ((*sighs* it's 11pm. i need to go now.))

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: ((Hugs on Eddie-p))

Singha: (You guys want to pause? Can everybody make it around the same time we started tomorrow?)

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ((Tomorrow night is a Mage scene...))

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: ((Mage.. *nods*))

Singha: (or we can split into 2 teams, one of those who can stay and one of those who need to go, so we can keep going with those who can keep going, and then catch up with the others when they're free)

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: ((Thursday?))

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((The Mages take down Robert tomorrow.))

Singha: (ok, tomorrow's out, Thurs and Fri are out, can peeps make saturday?)

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: ((can stay))

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ((Saturday is good for me))

Eddie: ((*nods* Mage for me, too. i can do thursday night, around this time, and i can stay up late then, too. friday and saturday are completely open as far as i know, and i can start whenever on sunday, but have to go to bed at 11pm est then.))

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((Two teams. Nate, Eddie, Lai, with Joshua, Desiree, and Troy continuing. Troy will have his Numen, Sokol, keep communication going between them via Troy and Laidan, who will be able to speak with him.))

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: ((Can also make Saturday))

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((Saturday is perfect, too. I like Saturday. See my flexibility?))

Eddie: ((*G* saturday's good for me.))

Singha: (okies, howzabout Saturday 11 am PDT, 1pm EDT, noon CDT? to pick it up for the main story and we'll do those who can continue now, and catch up with Spaz and Eddie during the week?

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ((Sounds very good with me))

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: ((Saturday's fine with me. As long as it's after 2pm EST))

Eddie: ((EDT? is that the same as EST?))

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ((Yeahm it is Eddie *G*))

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: ((thumbs up))

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((Yeah, Edddie. EDT = EST during Daylight Savings))

Singha: (We're still on Daylight Savings time in most places. Those who are still on ST minus an hour from whatever time, I believe)

Singha: (so those who are in Indiana, while they might be in the Eastern time zone, minus an hour from the EDT time because they don't have Daylight Savings time)

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: ((Yep, yep. Noon for me.))

Eddie: ((*nods* all right. i'll prolly be on early--usually am. 8soft chuckle* see ya'll then. *hugs all around and skotc to those who want them* sweet dreams, thank you, and see ya soon...*poofs*))

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ((Alright, bed for me now. Night guys, thank you Singha *hugs*))

Singha: So, Josh, Troy, and Des are continuing? Or are we pausing everything now?

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: ((Looks at Troy, since he'd be the one dividing the party.))

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: ((I can continue... just kick me in PM's if I go quiet.))

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((I'm good to continue. Like stated before: Nate, Eddie, Lai in one group and Joshua, Desiree, and Troy in the other, with Sokol acting as a communication tool between them.))

Singha: Which half of the island is Troy's group taking?

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: ~ws~ "A geological survey map would be useful about now."

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: "We will take the Southern end." A nod to them all, and he moves along.

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: *He follows, probably having thrown his makeshift leash aside. He plods not far behind Troy, taking up the rear. He sniffs the ground.*

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: Sniffs the air, looking around, ears swivelling like radars. A bug! Stops herself from pouncing on it. What is wrong with me?

Singha: The island looks to be about half the size of Central Park, with the dock in a 'slot' between the two main building complexes, all of which appear to be being rebuilt to follow the lines of the old Ellis island immigration station. Many of the buildings are finished, and look like they are being furnished, while the main hall, which looks like it will become the casino area, is still being worked on.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He keeps alert, eyes passing over the area, looking for this cave. How many caves can the thing have, after all?

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((passing over the area as he walks))

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: "It's near the water, so we merely have to stick to the shoreline. It should not be too difficult to discover." He looks to the two lupus. "Stay alert."

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: ~ws~ I suggest we search the coast line first. Didn't Laidan say she could hear the surf?

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: ~ws~ I suggest we search the coast line first. Didn't Laidan say she could hear the surf?

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: (dlp)

Singha: (for those who want an idea of where you're starting off, look at this map: http://www.ellisisland.com/indexTechnical.html you are starting on the left side of the 'slot' in the center, which is where the boats dock)

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: Pads along, ears up, alert doggie style.

Singha: ( click on the Ellis Island FLoorplan map from that page to see what I'm talking about)

Singha: (roll per+alert )

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((*nods*))

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: 5,7,3,9,

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: 9,3,2,6,

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: 6,7,4,1,2,

Singha: Both Troy and Desiree notice that they are being followed by one of the machine gun toting Asians. All three notice that there is quite a large amount of fresh land added to the south end of the Island, as if it's being filled to allow for more building. You are quite close to Liberty Island and can almost look up Lady Liberty's skirts, so to speak. Her back is to you.

Singha: You see the foundations of many of those buildings shown on the map, all of them scoured away by what looks like some tidal wave force.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: Pokes Troy's hand with her nose and rumbles softly. ~ws~ Followed.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He nods a little to Desiree, acknolwedging it, and he continues along the coast, looking for this cave.

Singha: (roll per+alert again, then per+occ)

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: *He simply follows, perhaps too busy sniffing the ground.*

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: 10,5,4,6,8,

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: 10,2,7,

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((WP on Occult))

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: 7,3,1,9,

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: 10,2,2,3,

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: 4,10,7,

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: (per only, no occult)

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: 6,2,9,5,

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: (and that's per alert)

Singha: Josh realizes that there are no surf sounds here, this Island is being washed by the waters of the confluence of the East and Hudson rivers, mingling with the waters of the Atlantic. Des and Troy also not there are no surf sounds, but don't quite get why. All three of you, however, hear a faint, melodic singing.

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: *His ears perk up.* ~ws~ Sir, no surf sounds. But... singing. Bad luck with music.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: His head tilts up at the singing. His eyes scan the vicinity, trying to locate the source or direction of the song.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: "I am aware, Joshua," he answers calmly. "Stand true."

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: Perks her ears and looks around for the singer, taking a few steps towards the sound.

Singha: The direction seems to come from the southernmost section of the island.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He glances over his shoulder, curious as to whether the Asians have noticed the singing.

Singha: The Asian who is following them speaks into his walkie talking in Japanese.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: The Dizzy-Dog looks ready to bound off and investigate.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: Hrfs at Troy.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: Interesting. He looks to his companions, then nods. "Onward. Stay alert, still."

Singha: (another Per+alert and per+occ for those who are proceeding toward the singing)

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: 7,9,5,7,

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: 3,3,2,10,

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((In the order you stated))

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: 7,2,2,7,

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: 5,4,4,

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: Bounds forward when Troy gives the word. Likely not what he meant, but she's a little excited.

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: 8,6,3,4,9,

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: 10,8,1,

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: *He keeps careful, wary, his bent ears swerving backwards. He seems displeased to approach the music, but it must be done.*

Singha: Troy finds, amid the rubbled foundations, a small stairway that leads down into the darkness. He's pretty sure the singing is coming from down there. Des finds the same stairway, but has lost the singing amid all the other sensations that her wolf form is giving her. Josh finds the stairs as well, and realizes that the gloom down below is far too thick to be natural.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: Sniffs at the stairs and wuffs, padding down to the edge of the darkness. ~ws~ Did you bring a flashlight?

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: ~ws~ Careful, *He gets out uselessly.* ~ws~ Sir, you sense for the Wyrm's presence?

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He looks down at the entrance, frowning a little. This certainly doesn't look like the cave. He looks back at the others, then tries to extend his senses inside the cave, to try and detect "ookiness," as Eddie would likely put it. ((Sense Wyrm))

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: 7,4,1,5,

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: Backs a step up the stairs at Joshua's warning.

Singha -> Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: Troy can't sense any wyrm here

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: Looks back at Troy.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He shakes his head. "We are clear...proceed. Joshua on point...Desiree, you take up the rear. Be ready for anything. Just because something is not tainted doesn't mean it's not dangerous."

Singha: Those who can hear the music, hear that it sounds very sorrowful and lonely. The singer is female.

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: *He nods, and positions himself obediently. He keeps his eyes open, his nose sniffing. His ears perked.*

Singha: (roll WP those who are descending into the gloom)

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He follows along behind Joshua, heading forward, trusting the Ahroun to lead them true.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: 1,9,7,9,8,

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: 8,2,4,9,

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: "Hrf," she acknowledges, waiting for them to move past her, then bringing up the rear, casting back for the Asian that was following them.

Singha: Both Troy and Josh are gripped by a sense of real doom, the darkness pressing on them like something real and alive. (roll per+alert to see the Asian, Des)

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale -> Singha: ((WP not to fall into Derangement; diff per the Flaw is 5.))

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale -> Singha: 10,5,2,3,1,

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: 8,8,6,8,

Singha: Des sees the Asian talking on his walkie, regarding them intently but staying about 100 feet away

Singha: (to clarify, Josh and Troy feel this but are able to act in spite of those feelings.)

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: ~ws~ The asian is keeping his distance but he's watching us.

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: ~ws~ Something wrong, *he almost whines.* ~ws~ Sir...

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He feels his body tense up at that feeling, muscles trying to instinctively lock up, but he forces it down, as well as the irrationality that threatens to push up. He continues on ahead, unwavering. "I feel it too, Joshua. Press on."

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: *Obediently, he moves forward.*

Singha: (Des roll WP, Josh and Troy, roll per+occ)

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: 7,6,5,6,

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: 6,8,3,

Singha: The darkness is very thick, and feels like a physical presence, as if they are passing through a tunnel filled with living shadow. Troy hears the singing quite clearly, and behind it, the sound of surf crashing on rocks. Josh hears the singing, but not the surf

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: ~ws~ Should we call for the others?

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((Is in an intelligible singing, i.e. words, or just melodic?))

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: 3,7,2,5,10,4,

Singha: Like the others, Des is gripped by a sense of real doom, the darkness pressing on her like something real and alive. But she is able to gain control of her fear and move past it.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: Whines a little as she brings up the rear, sniffing the air, unable to see in the palpable darkness, and casting back over her shoulder to look for danger creeping up from behind.

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: *He moves forward, though. Towards the singing. Why is it always singing?*

Singha: (per+alert everybody)

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: 5,5,4,3,

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: 2,6,4,7,

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: 8,7,10,2,8,

Singha: Troy trips over some jagged barrier across the bottom of the stairs, unable to see it in the thick darkness. He goes tumbling through into a cavern.

Singha: The noise of Troy's misfortune alerts Des and Josh of the obstacle, and they both pull up in time.

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: ~ws~ Sir~ *he barks down.* ~ws~ Are you all right?

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: Ouch, thud, crash, bang. He makes annoyed, angry, painful sounds as he falls.

Singha: Troy is unable to hear Josh and Des, who are unable to hear him.

Singha -> Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: roll GN

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: 5,6,8,3,4,

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: ~ws~ TROY!? Nosing her way slowly forward.

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: *He keeps point, as he was asked to, and sniffs around. Trying to follow.*

Singha: Troy finds himself in a large cavern, being washed by waves crashing in via a moonlit arch. Facing him, chained by enormous iron links to the bedrock of the cavern floor, is a creature that appears to be patched together of all sorts of different creatures. It is this creature who is singing.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He pulls himself to his feet, brushing himself off, watching the creature with a wary gaze. "Hello?"

Singha: Josh feels with his whiskers what feels and smells like an iron clad door that has been clawed apart some time ago, leaving the bottom half of the door still sealed to the bedrock. He will have to leap over the barrier, as the jagged metal and splintered hardwood would be painful to climb over.

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: ((Dex+Ath?))

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: Bumps into Josh's furry butt.

Singha: (dex+ath to jump over, yes, followed by a GN)

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: ~ws~ Sorry.

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: 3,8,6,8,4,6,3,1,

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: 1,3,

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((Does that qualify for "Oh, shit" time?))

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: ((*smacks forehead*))

Singha: Troy hears the singing change at his questioning, tho it doesn't stop. Josh makes the leap and finds himself in small storeroom, with no Troy.

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: *He looks around, and sniffs. Walking back and forth with a whine. Crap. Lost.*

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: ~ws~ Josh? Troy?

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((Per+Enig or maybe Per+Performance to notice any patterns in the singing, or how it changed?))

Singha: Desiree can hear Josh, but not Troy

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: ~ws~ "Are you okay, Joshua?"

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: Noses the barrier, feeling out her immediate surroundings.

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: ~ws~ Troy is not here. I do not know where he went. I am fine, but... confused. It is not a far jump.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: ~ws~ Okay, here I come. She backs up a few measured paces and leaps!

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: 7,8,5,

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: 7,6,3,3,5,

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: ((dex+ath followed by gnosis))

Singha: The singing Troy hears seems to twist the darkness into a globe of glowing greenish light, and Troy can make out a massive shape in the gloom, the waves on the far side of the cavern glowing with a bright phosphoresence that adds to the illumination.

Singha: Des makes the leap, and finds herself in the cavern with Troy.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He raises an eyebrow, looking from the creature over to the massive shape. He ventures forth, toward the new object, investigating.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: ~ws~ Troy? Joshua? (can she see the chimera?)

Singha: (Des can see what Troy can see)

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: *He sniffs for both Desiree and Troy.*

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: "Here, Desiree."

Singha: (to clarify, the creature is the massive shape)

Singha: Josh can't seem to locate either Des or Troy. He knows he heard Des leaping toward him. Then...nothing.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: Whoa... her eyes going up to the monster. She scrambles towards Troy.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: Why is he moving towards the looming shape?

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((Ahh, okay. Assuming no on the roll to figure out anything useful from the patterns in the singing or how it changed?))

Singha: The large creature appears to be slapped together from bits and pieces of several different kinds of beasts. It has an enormous body, covered with silver and brass fish scales, and four huge arms, one that appears very snake like, but with a taloned claw on the end. One arm is like a bear's, another with a cloven hoof and dainty articulation like a deer's. The last arm is somewhat human, tho it's as red as the devil's own flesh. : It's legs are like those of a crabs, three on each side of that massive body.

Singha: (I thought it was clear that the singing called forth the light?)

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((It was. I had been asking about any significance to the singing itself, not it's effects. Placing an origin to it's cultural base, maybe, or something like that which would give us cluse.))

Singha: Massive chains tie each leg to the bedrock, as well as each arm, and there is an iron collar that secures the neck to the side wall of the cavern.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: That is just fascinating. She stares. If it were pocket sized, she'd take it home. As it is, she's really hoping it's not something they have to kill. Because it is really, really big.

Singha: (oh, roll per+ling for that. Sorry misunderstood you)

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((Ahh, nm, then. No Ling. *S*)) He looks up at the creature. Nate had said something about a creature imprisoned... "Metoac?"

Singha: The singing changes pitch and tone, and swells with a heartwrenching sense of hope, along with a dark thread of fear and hate, as if unsure what to expect.

Singha: Josh can find no evidence of Des or Josh in the small room.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: Pads up beside Troy, brown eyes on the massive creature.

Singha: ((Doh! Sorry Des or Troy)

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: *He looks agitated, and paws at the ground. A slight sneeze, as he tries to find his way back up, out of the room.*

Singha: The head looks almost elephantine in this dim light, possessing what looks like two large, dark brown ears that sway back and forth. Something like a proboscis extends from the creature's face.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He frowns a moment, considering. He looks up, seeking out Sokol. ~SS~ "My friend, I need you to go find Blind Rock Mother's Grandson, and ask him who Metoac is, and why he is imprison."

Singha: Josh can easily leap through the shredded door again.

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: 10,9,4,3,4,9,3,3,

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: *In that case, he leaps back through, and grunts in abject frustration.*

Singha -> Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ~SS~ "I shall seek him out and ask him these questions."

Singha: Josh leaps through easily (roll per+occ)

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: 5,5,2,

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: A nod of thanks to the falcon-spirit, and he looks back to the chained creature, giving the spirit speech a try there, too. ~SS~ "Are you the one they call Metoac?"

Singha: But he can't hear the singing any longer.

Singha: (that last was to Josh.)

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: *Mmmh... maybe they ended it. He looks back through the door.*

Singha: When he activates his ~SS~ The music Troy hears is of welcome, but also of curiosity, and hope, and a bit of fear, as if worried Troy has come to injure her.

Singha: Josh can't see through the thick blackness, so he can't tell if they're through there visually, but he doesn't smell or hear them.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: "She's worried we're here to harm her," he murmurs to Desiree. ~SS~ "I'm not here to harm you." He answers, smoothly. ~SS~ "Why are you here?" He doesn't know if he'll get an answer he can understand, but it's worth a shot.

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: *Crap! what to do... he knows! He'll ask Troy what to... crap. He stays back, then, and guards the opening. He's fairly sure the two can handle what's going on... wherever they went.*

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: Oh. Wags the tail and tries to look friendly.

Singha -> Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ~SS via Sokol~ "Metoac is the sister of Blind Rock Mother. She was imprisoned here by the Wyrmcomers, after she went into slumber battling a very powerful Bane of Greed named Astoria."

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ~SS~ "Thank you, Sokol." He looks to Metoac, frowning and looking at the chains. He could always try the obvious...why not. He looks for a mundane way to undo the chains.

Singha: Troy finds that each link of the chain is as thick as a watermelon, and has no apparent welds.

Singha: The singing becomes more hopeful as Troy studies the links.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: Sniffs the chain. ~ws~ How heavy are the links? Hollow or solid?

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: "I would imagine they are quite solid." He looks them over, testing that theory.

Singha: As the singing becomes more hopeful more light phosphoresces from the seafoam and the air, and Des and Troy can see that what they thought were elephant ears are in fact actually eagle wings, only attached as if those of a butterfly. What looked like a proboscis is actually a long, pink tongue that resembles an earthworm. The tongue emanates from a beak shaped like that of an eagle, but with the large wattle of a tom turkey.

Singha: Yes, the chains are quite solid.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: She can't help staring. Metoac is the strangest creature she's ever seen.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: A frown, and he looks to Desiree. It would be too much to hope that she has it, but it doesn't hurt to ask. "I do not suppose you know the gift to Open Seals?"

Singha: Troy hears with his ~SS~ that Metoac's song now contains the most, ancient, most spiritual ties, the combined voices of frogs and snakes and wolves and bears and turtles and rocks and plovers and pigeons and deer and eels and wild potatoes, but all of them twisted somehow, into darkness and greed and despair and hatred and she realizes that Metoac is answering the question as to what the chains are made of.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: Tilts her head. If she could do that, wouldn't she have opened the seals herself?

Singha: (OOps sorry, HE not she. You've got me doing it Rav. *G*))

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((Hey! Only I can change my PC's genders at will! *G*)) He sighs, assuming that to be a no. He looks back to consider Metoac's song, frowning deeply. "All the things of the Wyld, twisted into something wrong...that's what the chains are fashioned of."

Singha: The language is too broad for Troy to understand completely, even with ~SS~ as the songs seem to contain elements of both the living and the not-yet-living and the not-living-any-more. But the parts of it Troy does understand is that the chains are made of various clans, and blood, and evil deeds.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((Int+Enig or Occult to imagine a way to undo them?))

Singha: (Sure)

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((Enig, and WP))

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: 2,2,7,8,4,

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: She whines softly and puts her mind to the task of leverage, engineering, using the weight of the chain to tear it from the stone... something. ((Int + Enig as well))

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: 7,1,10,4,8,8,5,4,5,

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: 8,

Singha -> Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: (well, it seems that the way to undo the chains would be to get someone of each clan involved to cleanse and purge that clans evil deeds)

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He frowns a little. That solution sounds fairly...involved. He looks to Desiree, to see if she has anything better.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: ~ws~ What if all those things of the wyld, those clans, were cleansed? Do you think that would cleanse the magic from the chains?

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: "That seems like it would be the answer, yes." He sighs. "Here is hoping someone can tell us which clans exactly are involved."

Singha: (and that's probably a good point to stop and wait for the others to arrive. *G*)

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((Proooobably, yeah. *S*))

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: ((kk))

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((Thanks for the scene, guys!))

Singha: (thank you, we'll pick it up Saturday.)

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: ((kk, laters!))

Singha: Followed by the Asian wolf, rat, and raven, Eddie, Laidan, and Nate follow Sokol in the Umbra to the hole in the ground where teh stairs descend down into darkness. Meanwhile, Josh guards the bottom of the stairs in the physical realm and Troy and Des are in the cavern. Eddie and Lai roll per+occult.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: 1,3,9,6,

Eddie: 3,2,10,

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ((Lai slipped back into lupus at some point. Again blind + uneven surfaces = not good))

Singha: Both Lai and Eddie can hear the singing but it it still faint.

Eddie: *murmurs* deep cave?

Singha -> Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: (Oh yeah, Sokol also tells Troy that Lai says the Asians are following them.))

Singha: Sokol flies down into the darkness.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: Laidan brings up the rear, half listening to the singing, half keeping another ear on those following them.

Eddie: *gives Nate a smile and reaches out to put a hand on Lai's back* i'll try to help if ya want, Lai. although you're less likely to bust your butt than i am.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: ~ws~ Maybe it knows something of the fettish we seek.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He frowns a little bit, considering the situation, and his eyes pass over to Desiree. He listens to something and nods. ~SS~ "Thank you, Sokol."

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She flicks an ear. ~ws~ "Help me with what Eddie?"

Singha: Nate hasn't stopped sucking his thumb since the inciden with he Asians. He looks down the stairs with his unblinking eyes and reaches a hand out into the darkness.

Eddie: the stairs. *smiles a bit* although it's really dark down there, so honestly, i'll prolly need more help than you. *ponders a second...and sits on the first stair. dignity? bah! she can buttscoot down more safely. hopefully*

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Cautiously sniffs at one of the creature's strange legs.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: A nod to Desiree. "Quite possibly." He looks up to Metoac. ~SS~ "Metoac...we will do what we can to get you free. Are you aware of a fetish, a Torc which is supposedly lost in the Dark Umbra?"

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ~ws~ "I will not have problem with the stairs." She gently reassures, starting to move slowly after Eddie. And Nate, if he goes. But if he does not, she stays with him.

Singha: Metoac's song changes again.

Singha: (everybody roll per+alert)

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: 8,3,4,7,3,7,4,

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: 5,4,4,7,

Eddie: 8,4,2,2,9,4,

Singha: ~now~ Lai hears the singing change, and it's very clear. Eddie hears it a bit more clearly also.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: 5,4,8,3,

Singha: 5,5,3,3,7,

Singha: 6,9,2,2,8,3,6,7,4,

Eddie: urm...*listens for a moment, then scoots carefully down the stairs, using her hands and feet to feel for stairs, then to support her weight as she moves herself down, step by step. like a young child will sometimes go down them*

Singha: Troy and Des note the phosphoresnce changes, and becomes almost like a flickering movie screen, but they can't quite make out the pictures from where they're standign.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He frowns a little bit and moves to get a better vantage point to see the pictures.

Singha: Eddie finds the darkness to be very thick and frightening, pressing in on her almost like a live creature of some kind (roll WP)

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Pads after Troy to look at the flickering images.

Eddie: 10,6,8,10,10,3,

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: If Nate begins to go down, she begins to go down. She is reluctant to leave him with the previous hostility given towards him.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((Well, there went all our 10's for the scene. *G*))

Eddie: ((sorry! *worships the roller*))

Singha: Nate's brow furrows, and he sucks harder on his thumb. The tentacle fingers on his other hand don't seem to be able to get through the darkness. Eddie on the other hand keeps her wits about her and makes it to the bottom of the stairs, where she feels in the darkness that her way is barred by a shattered ironclad door.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: ((Now you've done it, Eddie!))

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ~ss~ "Are you alright Nate?" Ears flicking towards the song, so curious, and then back at those following her.

Eddie: *ponders a moment, then waits for Nate and Lai, head turning blindly to look back up. listening carefully*

Singha: 4,4,6,10,7,

Singha: ~SS NAte to Lai~ "Grandmother's Spider's strands are thick with darkness here...it is hard to...pass through. But my fingers have found a way." So saying the big three foot long four inch diameter earthwormy fingers plunge into the darkness, and Nate seems to flow into his hand.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: And with that, she moves after Nate, one step at a time.

Eddie: *while she's down there, she might as well examine this door with her hands. carefully feeling over the shattered thing*

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ((per+occ, and then WP))

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: 5,10,2,10,

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: 1,6,4,2,

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: 9,7,7,9,6,7,6,

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((Mentally makes note...More Perception for Troy.))

Eddie: 4,8,6,

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: 4,7,9,10,

Singha: Lai and Eddie both hear the singing growing louder in the darkness. Troy still can't seem to get a good view of the 'movie' screen. Lai braves the darkness down to the bottom of the stairs and is now there with Eddie.

Eddie: *gives Lai a faint rumble and continues to feel at the door carefully*

Singha: Des sees the screen, and also sees five gian wormy tentacles forming out of the darkness where teh door is.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She shifts beside Eddie, and flicks ears, listening for those following them, and for Nate too.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Hrfs and nudges Troy with her nose, then does an impression of a pointer.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He looks around, trying to get a good view. Finally, he looks to Desiree, following her gaze. Most frustrating, this is.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Blinks at the phosphor lights, and looses her stance, hackles rising as she takes a step back.

Singha: The tentacles work through until they become a hand, whichm makes a grasping motion, and then a giant earthwormy humanoid begins to form out of the pinkness flowing out of the grasping 'hand'.

Eddie: *if the door's shattered enough she can get through, she makes the attempt. carefully*

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: Still bringing up the rear, she slowly moves to follow Eddie.

Singha: Eddie finds the only real way to get through the door is to leap blindly into the darkness.

Eddie: oy....Lai, gotta jump through here. if i don't tell you OK after, i'm probably dead or knocked out. *faint chuckle. and takes a literal leap of faith*

Singha: (roll GN as you jump thru the door)

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ~ws~ "I will follow you anyway." She readies herself to go after her packmate.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: "RRRrrrrr...grRAR!" ~ws~ Look at the lights!

Eddie: ((WP, by the way....))

Eddie: 8,8,5,

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: She studies the background of the image, trying to see where the battle is taking place.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: And once Eddie, leaps, she leaps after her

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ((wp))

Singha: Des and Troy are treated to the sight of a giant pink...humanoid...person...? Whose entire body seems to be formed of...earthworm. He's about twice the size of a Crinos Garou and is sucking his left thumb and making clawing motions with the tentacle like fingers of his right hand.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: 2,8,4,5,10,

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: "I am trying to." He shifts position once more, standing directly behind Desiree and following her gaze.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: ~ws~ "Nate?" What is it doing?

Singha: Adn then Eddie and Lai leap out of the darkness where the door is and land right beside the big pink...thing.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: "Ahh, Nathaniel." He nods a little bit, considering what the...man? Has to do with the torc, beyond taking them all to it.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ((per+alert to detect peoples she recognizes))

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: 10,7,9,2,3,5,6,

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: 5,

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: Her nose and ears twitch. ~ws~ "Desiree, Troy. I did not feel comfortable leaving Nate alone, when those following us seemed so... hostile toward him." A pause. "Do you hear the singing?"

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((For clarification: Nate, Eddie, and Lai are not the image, they physically entered the room, right?))

Eddie: *blinks around slowly, ruffling her hair*

Singha: The singing is very loud in this cavern. It's comign from a very very large shape that is chained to the bedrock of the cavern. Eddie can sort of see it in the dim light of the phosphorecing waves that crash on the shore of the far end of the cavern.

Singha: (Yes, Nate, Lai and Ed entered from the darkness wehre the doorway is.)

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: ~ws~ "I saw a lion-man-thing fighting wraiths." Hrfs a greeting as the others arrive.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He looks over at Laidan and Eddie, and nods. "We most certainly do. Glad you could make it."

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ~ws~ "A were-cat?" She asks Des, moving slowly towards the singing. Each step curious.

Eddie: *nods to Troy and Des and peers at the figure* what lionman, where? *asks quietly*

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: ~ws~ Yes a werecat. In the lights.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He gestures to the large shape. "Laidan and Eddie, this is Metoac, Nate's sister. She was imprisoned here by the European Garou after she went into slumber battling a very powerful Bane of Greed named Astoria."

Singha: (hang on, I gotta find the log with metoac's DD)

Eddie: *nods slowly* Nate said so, yeah. *no idea what do so...so she just gives a sort of bow toward the figure* um, nice to meet you, ma'am.......*and looks for these picture lights* we gonna try and get her out somehow?

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ~ws~ "Why was she imprisoned?"

Singha: The large creature appears to be slapped together from bits and pieces of several different kinds of beasts. It has an enormous body, covered with silver and brass fish scales, and four huge arms, one that appears very snake like, but with a taloned claw on the end. One arm is like a bear's, another with a cloven hoof and dainty articulation like a deer's. The last arm is somewhat human, tho it's as red as the devil's own flesh. : It's legs are like those of a crabs, three on each side of that massive body.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: "Unclear, Laidan. However, her chains are made of the twisted and evil deeds of various clans. It cannot have been for a good reason."

Singha: Her singing is inspirational and somewhat martial, it's clear she's relating the story of a battle.

Singha: As Eddie looks a bit more closely she can see that what she thought were elephant ears are in fact actually eagle wings, only attached as if those of a butterfly. What looked like a proboscis is actually a long, pink tongue that resembles an earthworm. The tongue emanates from a beak shaped like that of an eagle, but with the large wattle of a tom turkey.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She whimpers quietly and tries to speak to Metoac, even as she listens to the song. ~ss~ "Why... why did they imprison you?"

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Continues watching the flickering lights.

Eddie: *frowns* definately not a good thing. *edges over toward the figure for a better look at the chains. and any locks there might be on them*

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He tries to get a better view of the lights, dropping to his knees to get Desiree's vantage point.

Eddie: *quietly* Lai...you can talk to her better than i can. can you ask if it's all right if i touch her? if i have to. wanna see these chains better. *nose wrinkling*

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ~ws~ "If she answers Eddie... if she answers."

Eddie: *nods to Lai* ok. *peers at the chains and the creature carefully, without touching. why's she so...chimaeric?*

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Resists an urge to lick Troy as he drops down beside her. Where did that come from? Licks her chomps. I am not a dog.

Singha: The cHains are as massive as would be needed to hold such a creature, and are 3 feet per link, about a foot in diameter per link. They go from the bedrock to each of Metoac's limbs and to an iron collar round her neck.

Singha: (roll per+occ if you're looking at the flickering lights. Even Lai)

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She sniffs around the chains, and makes a small noise. ~ws~ "She only sings Troy?"

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: 5,3,4,7,

Eddie: *chews her lower lip and moves around carefully, still not touching, to get as good a look t the collar as she can manage*

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: (no occ, just per)

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: 6,8,2,

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: 6,3,9,

Eddie: ((looking at Metoac's collar.))

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: "Yes, Laidan...so far, she has communicated via her song."

Singha: Lai feels the 'movie screen' come up in her mind, and intuitively senses it's Metoac's song which is her way of communicating.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She cocks her head at the movie in her mind, watching it.

Singha: All of you see on that 'screen' the Crinos were-lion battling the army of skeleton men with a scythe. It looks like this is happening in the lands of the dead.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ~ws~ "Maybe... this is about the torc? It's in the dead lands..."

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He watches the screen calmly, intrigued, eyes following the story and scanning the image for important clues and hints that will help them in the quest.

Eddie: *sighs. can't figure out the collar without touching. and now looks toward the "screen"*

Eddie: 3,7,3,

Singha: THe scythe appears to be made for battling wraiths, and the were-lion, who has a real silver mane and what looks like real gold for fur is cutting down swathes of them, heading toward the center of a building. (per+alert)

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Looks to see if the lion is wearing a torc, then to the background again, landmarks, details.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: 8,3,7,7,

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: 6,9,6,9,

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: 3,3,4,7,7,3,10,

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: 9,

Eddie: 9,2,7,2,7,4,

Singha: Des, Eddie, and Troy recognize the building as a decrepit version of the big building being built on the other side of the island (the one the Asians come out of). Lai can see that, as well as smell a very odd scent she doesn't recognize but some how feels is...a manifested nightmare

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She lowers her head, pawing at her nose briefly, and shifting. That's wrong. Very wrong.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He remains impassive as he watches the scene progress, making mental notes.

Eddie: *still watching, sets a gentle hand on Lai's back* same building as the one outside..*mutters to her friend*

Singha: As the skeleton men fall back from the sweeping scythe, a very scary looking Knight in black obsidian armor enters the building, brandishing a black sword. Around his neck is a black torc.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: The knight. The torc. He nods a little...good. This is what they needed to see.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ~ws~ "The Black Knight. The one who the Dancers gave the torc to after capturing it."

Eddie: *nods slightly*

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: Her ears go -flat- back as something clicks. She is NOT a happy wolf, she does NOT like that Knight. At all.

Eddie: *strokes Lai's back once, gently. still watching the movie*

Singha: A very fierce battle ensues between the lionman and the Black Knight. The Knight has not only the sword but very cruel spikes on his armor that he manages to drive itno the lion, injuring it severely. The lion drops the scythe, which doesn't seem to be doing much against the Knight and goes into Chatro form, leaping at the Knight and clawing off both his helmet and the torc.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She watches, intently.

Eddie: *keeps her hand on Lai, watching quietly*

Singha: (Troy, roll int+politics)

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: 6,2,4,8,

Singha -> Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: (yeah, Troy recognizes that face as one of the powerful lobbyists who died in the 'mass suicide' in which Trevor Dunne is suspected of having a hand in)

Singha: The torc and helmet go flying off to land in the rubble and among the shattered remains of the downed skeleton men. The Lion man goes to bite the head off the Knight and he sort of yipes and fades across the shroud, avoidign the killing blow.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: Her ears seem to go even flatter.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: A raised eyebrow. Well, that's certainly interesting.

Eddie: (watching intently, strokes Lai once more*

Singha: The Lion man staggers back, and it looks like those spikes have some kind of poison them because his wounds are blackened. He reaches for the scythe but realizes he won't get to it before another wave of skeleton men attack and so he too fades and then the image fades.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ~ws~ "The Black Knight escaped. He may have gotten the torc back... or it may stil be here."

Eddie: *ponders* so unless it got moved somewhere...it's right around that building the other side of the island? *quietly*

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ~ws~ "The Black Knight escaped. He may have gotten the torc back... or it may stil be here."

Eddie: *ponders* so unless it got moved somewhere...it's right around that building the other side of the island? *quietly*

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: So they're looking for a lot of bones near that building.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ~ws~ "Or the lionman eventually killed him. As well, what happened to the scythe? Maybe the scythe can cut the chains?" She sits down, trying to ease.

Singha: Metoac's song goes hopeful and Nate moves over to her still sucking his thumb.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: "The chains, as best we can tell, need to be cleansed of their taint by a member of each clan that created them with evil deeds."

Eddie: *pets Lai lightly and ponders* couldn't get a clear view of how exactly the chains fasten to the collar. if there's a lock on the collar ~maybe~ it van be picked, but i didn't see one. far as the torc goes.....i guess best place to start would be to go to the building and try to figure about the right area it fell?

Singha: He sticks those tentacle like fingers up against Metoac's body and sucks his thumb extra hard.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ~ws~ "The scythe?" She asks again, turning towards Metoac. "Clans? What clans?"

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ~ws~ "The scythe?" She asks again, turning towards Metoac. "Clans? What clans?"

Eddie: yeah, which clans helped to make the chains?

Singha: 6,8,2,7,2,

Singha: And Nate's hand sinks into Metoac's body and then he disappears into her.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: ~ws~ Does anyone here know how to cleanse?

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ~ws~ "I can cleanse...."

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: 8,1,8,4,

Eddie: *shakes her head* not me.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: (per to notice what Nate's doing)

Singha: And anybody who was looking at Nate could see what he did. *G*

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: The wolf paces, but only a few steps. ~ws~ "Everything... her song is everything. Spiritual ties.... but twisted. Wrong. Its so hard to understand... the chains are made of clans, blood... evil things."

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: "Correct, Laidan." He nods.

Eddie: *rumbles softly, trying to get this* Dancers, maybe, did it? or maybe tainted Garou who hadn't accepted their taint. maybe they were even corrupted by that Ast...Aster....that Greed spirit she fought?

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ~ws~ "Could the scythe undo them? Could a cleansing undo it? Or must we find these clans? And... still remains the question of where is the Torc, and where is the Scythe."

Singha: The song changes again, and the phosphoresence flares up, the images flickering to life in order to answer their questions.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Double takes Nate and Metoac, blinking. ~ws~ Nate is inside Metoac. Laidan, it may be a start towards breaking those chains if you were to try cleansing them.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She stills, and falls silent and watches again.

Eddie: *watches , head tilting eagerly*

Singha: Everybody roll GN

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He looks up to the images, watching quietly.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: 2,10,3,4,4,

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: 7,9,8,7,1,

Eddie: 3,3,6,

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: 6,5,7,5,3,

Singha: You all sort of feel yourselves being drawn into the image, until you're in darkness again.

Singha: They move through the darkness for quite some time before emerging through the rock and finding themselves on a wooded slope covered in fall leaves. The Jersey shoreline is visible, but without any of the modern day distractions. Lines of woodsmoke dot the horizon.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She sniffs and pricks her ears curiously

Singha: The air smells fresh, and clean, natural. Ducks call to one another. A flock of passenger pigeons flys over head and settle down to roost. You find yourselves all sitting on Metoac's tail, which is a broad, beaverlike thing. In this place, in this time, she is unchained.

Singha: In the bay is a sailing ship, flying a dutch flag. Canoes of various tribes set out to meet the boat. Through all of it, those with SS can hear Metoac's song, a sort of celestial soundtracks to the events unfolding.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: ~ws~ I don't think we're in Kansas any more.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She sits, watching.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He looks around at the area, blinking a couple of times as they're drawn in. His eyes move to each of them, then up to Metoac, then out to the ship.

Eddie: *hears none of the pretty music, here...but watches eventa unfold, dual eyes flicking about to catch as many details as possible*

Singha: They travel with Metoac from Oyster island across the bay to what is now present day Battery park, but is at this time a village of the Metoac tribe. They carry wampum to exchange with the Dutch ship. Others prepare to travel north along a route which will later become Broadway.

Singha: The villagers carry i mean, doh!

Singha: Metoac moves along the eastern seaboard along various migration routes, but the route which the humans honor her most is the old indian trade route which begins on what is later to become Ellis Island, but during this time period is ~the~ central area for developing wampum. The most prized oysters that are the raw materials for these black and white beads are found on this rocky outcropping.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He watches the two move groups toward each other, frowning a little. Is this the buying of Manhattan?

Singha: Also migrating above her are passenger pigeons, which are now extinct. Those with SS recognize the cries of the passenger pigeons as being those of altruism and brotherly love.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Her ears swivel this way and that, nose twitching head turning as she looks all around trying to take it all in through every sense.

Singha: rocky outcropping=Ellis Island before it was filled in to create the buildings. The route moves up Manhattan along Broadway and fifth Avenue, then one up through the Hudson Valley all the way past the Canadian border and then back down again.

Singha: this 'migration' of Metoac has been going on for thousands of years, and the spirit was quite strong and very benevolent, having a hand (or claw, or whatever you want to call it. *G*) in bringing the local tribes to what is called the "Great Peace" that created the Haudenosaunee, aka, the Iroquois Confederacy, which is 300 years old before the Europeans arrived and is still in existence, the world's oldest living democracy.

Singha: (anybody with enig or occ can roll int+ that right now)

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: (int+eng)

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: 1,6,6,2,4,

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: 2,8,10,4,1,

Singha -> Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: Troy realizes by witnessing this so far that Metoac's purpose, which is a spirit of exchange, both between species and between tribal groups. For humans, the exchange is most commonly felt in trade and commerce, but not so much in a raw, capitalist sense, but in one that bridges gaps and transfers needed items and goods from community to community

Singha: But then they all see teh arrrival of the Europeans, and the clash of those cultures, the greed and acquisitiveness of the Europeans vs. the sense of altrusim and brotherly love among the Metoac tribe. The wholesale slaughter of the indians...the extermination of the tribe.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: Her eyes flatten, slightly.

: 1,1,5,5,9,9,6,7,9,

Eddie: *wipes at her eyes, pretty face sorrowful*

Singha: Without her humans to do rites for her, she became weaker and weaker, and the wyrmcomers took advantage of that to pollute the sacred stream of commerce that ran up and down the hudson, turning the tribes against one another and against the creatures of the forest by inducing them to hunt and trap for profit, rather than sustenence.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: (points up, that was my int + enig)

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He nods a little, looking up at Metoac, understanding the spirit a little more. He frowns deeply, watching as the slaughter goes, and Metoac weakens.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: *whines softly*

Singha: This weakened Metoac further, and corrupted her to some degree, making her more and more bloodthirsty and vengeful, which in turned more of her followers against her. The clans of the local tribes united with the Europeans (they either married into and/or were raped to produce offspring). Each link of the chain was crafted by one of the clans, united with a european clan, with the express purpose of entombing Metoac

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: Her own whine gently joins Des'.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: It all makes an odd sort of sense.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: His expression is mutely furious at the sight, along with no small amount of shame at his ancestor's actions.

Singha: once the chains were ready, the Europeans summoned a massive wyrm creature of Greed to attack Metoac, and in that battle she was driven into slumber, and then put into chains and entombed.

Singha: The Wyrm creature is called AStoria, and has John Jacob Astor's face in the last images you see before the spirit journey fades adn you find yourself back in the cavern with the chained metoac

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: As they find themselves back in the cavern, he shakes his head, getting his senses back to him. He stands up from his kneeling spot next to Desiree and looks around a moment, eyes finding Metoac. Sympathy and shame relfects in those eyes, even as his face remains in control.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She whimpers quietly in the darkness. Metoac has to be freed.

Eddie: *takes in a deep, shaking breath, blinking toward Metoac*

Singha: Her song continues, softly, still filled with hope.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ~ws~ "We have to free her."

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He clears his throat. "So. Then, we all must atone for the atrocities committed upon Metoac, yes? Then the she will be free?"

Eddie: *nods to Lai, lips tight*

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ~ws~ "It would make sense..."

Eddie: *clears her throat* how best to atone? *blinks slowly at the big chimaeric creature*

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: "She's going to need a new tribe. We have to do more than free her. We need to reestablish her."

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: (that last in wolf speech)

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: The wolf sits down, and thinks about what Des said.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: "A new tribe?" He frowns. "We need to reestablish Metoac with a tribe..." He considers. "How large? Would, say, a pack do?"

Eddie: *leans against Lai's shoulder just a bit, scratching her head slowly*

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: ~WS~ "I don't know, but it would be more than she has now. It would be a start. She's a spirit of altruism, fair trade and goodwill. I would think, generous deeds might strengthen her."

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ~ws~ "That might work..."

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ~ws~ "We're bridging gaps in a way... A Bone Gnawer, a Fianna, two Glass Walkers and a Silver Fang... it is a step."

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: "We can dedicate ourselves to Metoac." He nods. "That would certainly be, as you say, a start."

Eddie: *tilts her head slightly* i think it sounds like a good plan. what about her, though? *nods toward the chained figure*

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ~ws~ "Maybe dedicating ourselves will help weaken the chains."

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: ~ws~ Maybe the garou as a whole, could be her new tribe, eventually. She cared for a nation, the garou are not unlike a nation. It can begin with us.

Eddie: *smiles slowly*

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ~ws~ "I do not think so Desiree. We have our own tribal totems each. It be hard for us to be one in such a way. But a pack is a start, and makes a way for other packs to be inder her."

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Tilts her head and studies the chimera, even it's form making sense now. "A spirit of exhcange. We got permission to even search here through an exchange with the Asian's, did we not?"

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ~ws~ "We did."

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: "Agreed." He nods to both Laidan and Desiree. "And we will be the ones to spread word of her deeds, so that she may be accepted by others."

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: ~ws~ "What about cleansing the chains? What if we approach the Asians and bargain again for their aid? Laidan can cleanse the chains for her tribe, but what of the other tribes?"

Singha: Pink tentacles emerge from Metoac's side and soon that Nate emerges to stand in all his giant earthwormy goodness beside her.

Eddie: *gives Nate a warm smile*

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ~ws~ "I would much rather not get into debt with the Asians. This is our quest, our burden. Not theirs."

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: ~ws~ "We saw a lion shifter. Maybe it's not wolf tribes, but people tribes we need? Lions and... other things." Ears tilting back at her lack of vocabulary to deal with these new concepts.

Eddie: *slow blink* any reason why those of us who dunno how to cleanse can't try to learn? *tilts head* that's a step in the right direction.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: ~ws~ Not a debt, an exchange. Metoac is sequestered here under their care. Would it not be in their best interest to see her free as well?

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ~ws~ "I can teach us to cleanse. And we may not all need to do it. And I don't think the Bastet were ever European."

Singha: He removes his thumb from his mouth and says: "The clans of Europe and the clans of the Haudenosaunee must unite in goodwill and exchange...something of great value."

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: "As a Spirit of Exchange, it would certainly behoove their casino good for her to be free," he muses.

Eddie: *nods to Lai* cool deal, then. hrm.....a free Metoac'd be good for them. commerce and exchange.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: The little metis listens to her packmates

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: ~ws~ "Are there any Haudenosaunee remaining in New York?"

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ~ws~ "Who is the Haudenosaunee? Do you mean the Asians?"

Eddie: hrm. that's something that'd need to be thought out...and we also have to try and find the torc-thingy. *purses her lips* also gotta figure out just what kind of great value thing's needed--physical? mental, emotional, spiritual?

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: "That would be the Iroquois, Laidan."

Singha: Nate nods. "There are six tribes. Seneca, Cayuga, Onondaga, Oneida, Mohawk and Tuscarora."

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: The wolf looks a little embaressed, and nods her head to Troy

Eddie: *smoothes Lai's ears, thinking*

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: ~ws~ "The best exchange is something dearly needed by one, for something much needed by another, I would think. Nothing superfluous or tainted by greed."

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ~ws~ "An exchange of goodwill from one side, to the other."

Singha: "My Grandmother's sister is grateful for your wish to free her, but she does not want you to lose sight of that which you have come to do. And your friend Joshua remains outside the door, so has no idea what you are working toward."

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ~ws~ "We cannot just leave her though."

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Hrfs at Nate. They need to get the torc, make a pack, then free Metoac.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: ~ws~ How long has she been here already? At least we've given her hope. I don't think freeing her this moment is within our capabilities, is it?

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: "Much as I would like to free her now...we have a job to finish. We know she is here, now." He nods a little. "We can free her later."

Singha: "My mother and her sentai are aware of Metoac's plight and have been working to free her, as well. They have constructed the casino and prepared a vessel for a spirit to live in that can clease all the money moving through the casino."

Eddie: *runs her fingers through her hair* we don't have a choice right now, Lai. we can't free her without that exchange of goodwill and all. and that's something we've got to go outside to do. *bites her lip, staring at the chained figure sadly* i'm sorry for that....

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: It is obvious in her posture she concedes and understands to what is being said. A dip of her head.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: "Yes. The torc, then." He considers. "When last we saw it in the vision, it fell off inside the Dark Umbra, inside the building on the other side of the island. One would assume, if it was not retrieved by the Black Knight, that it is still there?"

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ~ws~ "The assumption sounds correct."

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: "Then that is where we need go, to enter the Dark Umbra."

Eddie: *nods* yep. *gives Metoac another clumsy sort of bow*

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She slowly rises.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He looks up at Metoac, inclining head and shoulders slightly in a bow. ~SS~ "You will not be forgotten, Metoac. I promise you this."

Singha: There is a warble in Metoac's song that they all understand to be a farewell and a sound of gratitude.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ~ws~ "We will return." She agrees softly with Troy.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: "Come, all." He looks back to the exit, and moves to try and pass through.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Makes an odd little bow, that is very unwolfish, to the spirit, then moves after Troy.

Singha: Nate points to the waves splashing on the shore at the far end of the cavern. "We should travel that way, so that the Asians do not think we are trying to breach their privacy."

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She nods to Nate, agreeing.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ~ws~ "And we must inform Joshua of all this as welll."

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He pauses, then looks to the waves. Getting wet...a slight frown. "is it far to travel? I am not an excellent swimmer, though I can swim some."

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: ~ws~ Maybe one of us should go back for Joshua and circle around to the shore with him?

Eddie: *about to follow after Troy and Lai, she pauses, looking between them and Nate*

Singha: "I do not know," Nate says. "This is a realm that is...not the penumbra."

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ~ws~ "In lupus, it will be easier to swim, probably. I can go around to get Joshua if needed."

Eddie: or get Josh so he can come down here with. i'm not a good swimmer, either, Troy. *smiles a bit at him*

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: ~ws~ "Neither am I," she chimes in to the swimming discussion.

Singha: "Perhaps there is a cavern that leads from here to there?" Nate muses, starting to walk around the vast area that is Metoac.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: A moment's consideration before he looks to Sokol. ~SS~ "Sokol, my friend...can you see how far the path below the water travels?" He looks to Laidan. "See if you can retrieve Joshua and have him come through to join us. Eddie, Desiree...let's join Nate in looking for another cavern." He starts to look.

Singha: Sokol informs Troy he is a spirit of air and fire, not water and so cannot travel underwater.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: And Lai trots off to go get Joshua and bring him back.

Singha: (per+alert those looking for a cavern)

Eddie: *nods cheerfully and begins to head toward Nate*

Eddie: 5,5,5,8,7,9,

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: 4,9,7,8,

Singha: Roll GN lai

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: 4,9,2,9,4,

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Moves to search for other paths or tunnels. (per/alert)

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: 3,5,7,9,

Singha: Both Ed and Troy discover a wide, sea washed cavern that seems to lead in the proper direction.

Singha: Des finds it right after the others do.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: A nod. "Excellent." He waits for Laidan and Joshua to join them before progressing further.

Singha: Lai crosses over to find herself in that thick darknes. Josh is there, as well, whining softly in the darkness.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She gently nuzzles him, and fills him in on what is going on, and gently urges him over.

Singha: 9,9,

Singha: This time, Josh makes the leap no problem and joins them all in the cavern.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: And Lai goes back too, yay!

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: 6,9,3,9,3,

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: Once Thuerge and Ahroun are across, he nods to them, then looks ahead to the cavern. "Let's go." And move ahead he does.

Singha: Josh is more than likely a little taken aback by Nate's umbral form, as he is by Metoac.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She trots after them, pulling up the rear.

Eddie: *smiles softly to Lai and Josh and heads after Troy*

Singha: But he goes with whatever Troy tells him to do.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Pads along with the group sniffing the ground. Who'd have guessed it could smell so interesting?

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: Lai makes sure to sooth poor Josh and then continues on,

Singha: You find that the cavern, without the phosphorescing waves, is really realy dark,

Singha: (per+alert diff 8 to keep from stumbling around on your furry butts)

Eddie: *sighs and sheds that dignity stuff again. moving slowly, listening carefully and picking her way along as carefully as she can* i kinda wish my rope'd come with....*mutters*

Eddie: 5,8,7,1,7,7,

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ((Does that count for Lai? Since she's blind already? *G*))

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: 2,6,9,8,

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: 6,4,2,2,

Singha: (not for lai, no)

Singha: so Eddie and Des fall down go boom, Troy manages to keep his footing.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She pauses in her steps, nearly bumping into her downed companions, and making a confused 'aroo?'noise.

Singha: Eventually you all wind up in another cavern that looks out into a sparkly blue ocean.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He continues on, undaunted. When they reach the cavern, he looks around. "This would be the cave, I must assume."

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Yelps as as she looses her footing and takes the short cut down.

Singha: This doesn't look like Ellis Island and it doesn't look like New York, but it looks like an idealized version of the Ocean.

Eddie: *blinks at the ocean, rubbing her bum* i hope so...*soft chuckle*

Singha: You hear the waves lapping against the shore.

Singha: The sun is shining outside, glinting off the waves.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She cocks her head, listening. Not sure if they ended up in quite the right place.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: *wishes someone had thought to bring flashlights and a gps*

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: She pads out towards the water, letting it wet her paws.

Singha: Des finds the water very wet and very salty. It tastes of tears.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Mmmm organic salts. She looks back at Troy.

Eddie: *blinks down at Lai, then follows Des. although she doesn't get her boots wet by choice just yet. just bends to dabble her fingers in the water*

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: A look to Laidan. She knew the cave better then anyone here.

Singha: Nate stays far away from the water.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She listens intently to the waves, filtering out the sounds of those around her. Just... the waves.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Pads around the cave, sniffing everywhere.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ((rolling per+alert, spending WP))

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: 8,4,7,3,9,8,5,

Eddie: *sniffs her fingers, then tastes them, watching Lai carefully*

Singha: Des finds the cave absent of any living creature.

Singha: Aside from them, the rock, of course and the ocean, and the air, which some people would argue are all living.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She huffs faintly, pacing lightly. ~ws~ "This may be the spot but... the waves in the shadowlands will sound different than the ones here."

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: "Well, this certainly fits the bill of what we require. We shall cross over here." He looks to Nate.

Eddie: *nods slowly to Lai* Nate, the water still be where it is here, there? *tilts her head*

Singha: Nate motions for them all to get together.

Singha: "I do not know," he answers Eddie. "I have never been here before."

Singha: "But I must touch you all to bring you across."

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: That seems odd to her, shouldn't there be little sand crabs, crustaceans on the rocks, something? ~ws~ "Sterile. Where are the shore animals?"

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He moves to join them all in proximity. "Be ready for anything," he murmurs.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Pads close.

Singha: HE puts his right thumb in his mouth and reaches out with his left hand, those long tentacle like fingers reaching out, one touching each of them.

Singha: Troy gets Nate's thumb.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She ruffles her fur, and then pads to join everyone else.

Eddie: *takes a deep breath and shuts her eyes, just in case she fidns herself in water when they cross. a hand rising to touch Nate's fingtacle*

Singha: 5,4,2,7,4,

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He looks down at the thumb, eyebrow raised, and then just steels himself mentally.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: The wolf braces herself.

Singha: In a monumental feeling of creepy weirdness, Nate's tentacle like fingers go ~thru~ all of you, giving you each a sense of being swept through by a glorious summer thunderstorm, washed clean by a wyldish rain that seems to whisk away all the negativity, the taint that you've accumulated, the blocked and stagnant energies, replacign them with a vibrant feeling of possibility.

Singha: 2,1,8,6,6,

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Feels her fur go all puffy like she has static cling as the new sensations pass through her.

Singha: And you see the fingtacle, to quote Eddie, emerge from you chest and make a clutching motion, but nothing seems to happen. Nate sucks harder on his thumb, brow furrowing in concetnration (1 WP)

Singha: 7,3,4,2,6,

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: Oh, now THAT is weird.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He twitches as he goes through the strangest cleansing of his life, at least, then relaxes.

Singha: And you slooowwwlly see the vibrant, glorious brilliance of the Sea and the water and the sun fade away, and find yourselves in the ruined basement carved out of the bedrock, surrounded by the shattered skulls and bones of skeleton men.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: "Aroo?" Looking down at the fingtacle in her chest.

Eddie: *twitches slightly at the weird feeling--although the fresh inner feeling's rather spiffy. and lets out some of the breath before inhaling another good oen*

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: A paw moves, and bons crunch. Sometimes, she's really glad she's blind.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Bones. Looks like the right place to her. She immediately starts sniffing around for the torc.

Singha: You are now in the Shadowlands. Your Rage is your shadow side, and will whisper for you to succumb to your darkest urges and nature.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: 2,8,2,9,4,

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale -> Singha: ((Was WP for Cruelty-Prone Derangement))

Singha: This darker urge thing becomes stronger as Nate withdraws his fingtacle (or in Troy's case, thumbtacle) from you.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Like gnawing a femur... eww... don't think like that.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: Her ears go flat a little bit. They must not remain here long.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: A look around, and he barely blanches, something cold and hard struggling to come up to his gaze. He shoves it back down, and looks around. "We search. Quickly."

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: And then she listens intently again, to see if the waves are right ((per+alert wp))

Eddie: *winces at the bones, giving Nate a smile as she lets out her held breath. looks around, trying to get an idea of exactly where that torc went flying*

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: 8,5,10,6,6,3,4,

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: 5,

Singha: You all glow vibrantly here in this grey, gloomy place of death and destruction. Nate, however, simply looks like the big pink earthworm he always has.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Pads around, let the search begin! (per+aler)

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: 2,3,2,5,

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((Can I roll Per+Invest as opposed to Per+Alert?))

Singha: ((yes Troy))

Eddie: 7,8,4,

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: 9,3,8,9,6,

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She shudders slightly at something, and then begins to slowly move. This is a mostly sight based search, but she tries anyway (per+alert)

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: 2,3,5,4,9,3,4,

Singha: Eddie has a pretty good idea of where the helmet and torc flew off to.

Singha: Troy deduces from what he saw and the angle trajectory exactly where to dig in the pile of bones.

Singha: Lai smells...death...death...death...metal...death...whoops! Metal?

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She veers towards the smell of metal.

Eddie: *heads toward the area and begins to search. after pulling her attached gloves from her sleeves and settling them on.*

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ((By the way, that line made me choke on my dinner laughing))

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: "This way." He heads there with quick, direct steps, to begin to dig.

Singha: (roll 1 die Lai)

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: 1,

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ((... well, shit))

Singha: Des has wandered off to the wrong part of the cavern and has to find her way back to the others before she can help in the search.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Trots after Troy, and digs with him. Her canine body is remarkable well designed for this sort of activity.

Singha: 10,6,9,8,

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: (can she follow Troy's voice?)

Singha: (Dayum! sorry Lai.)) Lai sticks her nose smack dab into the scythe blade and takes a whopping 4 AGG damage (soakable)

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: 8,2,3,3,3,

Singha: (diggers roll per+prim urge)

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: There is an EXTREMELY pained nose from the metis and she flies back, whimpering and yelping as blood stains her nose and drips down, and now one of her main ways of getting around is ruined.

Eddie: 9,9,4,

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: 9,5,2,6,

Singha: (Yeah Des you're just a bit behind them all)

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: 4,9,9,4,

Singha: Eddie and Troy dig down and discover black metal.

Singha: Des adds her two bits to it, and helps as well. Josh moves to help Lai.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Veers off to check on Laidan. ~ws~ Laidan?

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He shows no reaction to Laidan's yelp as he continues to dig. Speed is of the essence...the Fang's actions are focused entirely on finding the torc, then leaving. Must. Be. Away. Soon.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Goes back to digging when it looks like Josh is checking on her.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She stops her yelping, but whimpers continually, shaking her nose to clear the blood, and then pushing away bones to try and reveal the scythe. Shit, that HURT.

Eddie: Laidan? *calls out worriedly, digging away almost frantically* what happened, lady??

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ~ws~ "I found the scythe... the hard way..."

Singha: Josh helps Lai dig out the Scythe, which is made of what looks like ebony and makes a faint moaning sound.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: "Retrieve it. It may be useful." He clears away at the bones to get at more of the metal.

Singha: (troy, des and Eddie each roll 1 die)

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: 7,

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Another glance over her shoulder at Josh, then back to digging and rooting through old bones.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: 5,

Eddie: stay there, ok? i think we found this torc....*digdigdig. so not wanting to stay here. makes her feel bitchier than doing the female thing during the full moon....*

Eddie: 2,

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ~ws~ "And it's making noises.... both items may need to be cleansed..." She slides into Crinos, shaking her head to clear the blood, and then picks up the scythe.

Singha: Troy manages to avoid touching the Helmet but Des brushes it with her fingers, and Eddie actually grabs hold of it.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Yelps and scarmbles backwards, away from Troy!

Eddie: *holds the thing against her chest with one arm, and backs off from the others. dual eyes narrowed*

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She's standing there with the scythe, sniffling blood. ~ht~ "What happened?"

Singha: Josh relates to Lai what is going on.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He looks up at Desiree's reaction, and at Eddie. A frown, concern coming to his eyes.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: "Eddie...set the helmet down for a moment."

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ~ht~ "The helemet was worn by a Fae so tainted they turned him away. She'll have to be cleansed probably...."

Singha -> Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: (Troy knows that if the helmet fell here, then the torc must have fallen....there.)

Eddie: *a low, threatening growl, skuttling back farther. eyes darting between Des and Troy. they won't stop her. the growl rises. that sound shouldn't come from a stil-human throat*

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Keeps back off, away from the others, hackles bristling.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((Activating Persuasion))

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: 8,4,5,2,10,9,

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: He's supposed to be dead! How can he be here? Looks at Eddie and whines.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: "Eddie." He stands to his full height, taking a semblance of authority. Commanding eyes look at the Bone Gnawer. "I am your Alpha. Put the helment down. Now." ((Cha+Leadership, WP))

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: 6,3,2,1,4,6,6,

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ~ss~ "Troy, do you want me to knock them out? So we can cleanse them of the taint with less trouble?"

Singha: Eddie roll WP

Eddie: 5,3,2,4,8,7,

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Oh no, no, no, no. He's trying to trick Eddy, she charges Troy suddenly, teeth bared.

Singha: (oh, btw, if either Eddie or Des have the nightmares flaw...you're gonna have some really bad ones for about a month)

Eddie: *still growling...she sets the helmet down at her feet. crouching protectively over it, dual eyes distrustful*

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: And as Des moves to lunge, she tries to backhand the wolf and knock her out.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: (No nightmares here, yet anyway. Init?)

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ((I'd say Lai has the advantage since Des is, well.. lunging))

Singha: (sure init sounds good. I'm gonna hafta jet soon hunnys home and wants to go out)

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: 3,

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: 1,

Singha: (init for everybody)

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((8))

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: 10,

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ((...6))

Eddie: 1,

Eddie: ((7))

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: (whoa 14 *c*)

Singha: 5,

Singha: 3,

Singha: (13 for nate, I'm gonna guess 7 for Josh but I'll only bring him in if it's needed)

Singha: So, INIT ORDER, slowest to fastest, declare in in this order then roll don't wait for me to tell you different: Lai, Eddie, Josh, Troy, Nate, Des

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ((Backhanding Des. dex+brawl. Aiming to knock out, not horribly injure))

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: 5,10,5,2,7,5,

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ((rolling dmg))

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: 10,3,5,2,9,3,1,

Eddie: *they're trying to distract her! snatches the precious helmet and tries to put distance between herself and the others. path of least resistance*

Eddie: 8,8,3,7,9,

Eddie: ((dex/ath))

Singha: Josh runs off after Eddie to keep track of her and maybe herd her back toward the others.

Singha: 6,7,3,2,6,1,2,5,

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He attempts to move out of the way from Desiree's lunge, toward where the torc should be. ((Dex+Dodge))

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: 5,5,5,7,

Singha: Nate switches thumbs and reaches out toward Des.

Singha: 3,5,2,6,5,

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Des charges straight at Troy, teeth slashing towards his knees as she tries to cripple him, and buy Eddie some time to escape.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: 4,2,4,6,

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: 8,8,10,

Singha: Des leaps, Troy dodges, Nate gets a fingtacle on Des, Josh runs after Eddie and Lai backhands Des

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: (second roll damage)

Singha: (1 bashing, soakable Des)

Singha: New round

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She again attemps to disable Des ((same roll))

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: 5,6,9,6,10,5,

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: 3,7,9,7,5,2,9,6,7,

Eddie: *lurches toward the wall so she can try to run around everyone else and get out of the cave with the helmet*

Eddie: 9,3,4,5,2,

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: 7,1,

Singha: Josh keeps runnign after Eddie and herd her back toward the others.

Singha: 8,8,10,3,5,

Singha: (to herd her back)

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He makes a dive for the area with the Torc, digging away and hoping that Laidan has Desiree well in hand. ((Dex+Athletics))

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: 5,2,9,5,

Singha: Nate keeps his finger on Des and sucks his left thumb really hard (1 WP)

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: 10,

Singha: 7,1,8,2,4,

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: 8,7,2,3,3,

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Des takes another snap at Troy, he's retreating! She has him on the run!

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: 6,5,1,7,

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: 6,6,7,

Singha: Des snaps at Troy and takes a 3 agg (not soakable in homid) bite out of him. Nate infuses Des with a feeling of that cleansing rain again and she realises she just bit Troy, not Fausto. Josh herds Eddie toward the others. Lai backhands Des for 7 bashing (soakable)

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ((Sorry Des *G*))

Singha: New Round

Singha: (oh yeah roll STA to keep from being stunned, Des)

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She ambles over to protect Troy incase Des comes back.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: 4,9,

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: 9,5,

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: (forgot the lupus dice, add em up)

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: ((Damn Lai's got a heavy hand. *L*))

Eddie: *yelps and snarls at Josh. stopping with the running. trying to look threatening* ((she has no intimidation))

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ((She IS in Crinos...*G*))

Singha: Des isn't stunned but she is passed out, as she soaks 1 this and one last so she's incap until her after her body regens the next bashing next round.

Singha: (oops my bad, Des you're at -6 so still functional9)

Singha: Josh herds Eddie toward NAte.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Goes down with a yelp as Lai pounds her flat and stays there.

Singha: 3,1,10,4,6,3,8,3,

Singha: Nate flings a fingtacle not at Eddie, but at the helmet.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: edit: Instead of going down, she staggers, looking confused and dazed.

Singha: 9,6,8,4,8,

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She remains crouched by her Alpha, scythe in hand.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He grits his teeth, an oily coldness coming into his gaze. He tears his shirt off, trying to wrap it around the torc and grab onto that. May help. ((Dex+Athletics?))

Singha: (sure)

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: 9,3,3,7,

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((Oh, shit. Wound penalties, my bad. Rerolling))

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: 9,4,4,

Singha: Des staggers around looking dazed and confused, Nate plops a finger on the helmet, Troy wraps his shirt around the torc and holds it that way, Eddie glares lamely threateningly at Josh, who herds her toward NAte, and Lai ambles over to Troy with the scythe. New round.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: 5,6,8,7,6,

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: 3,10,7,6,6,

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: ~ws~ "Troy! I'm... I'm so sorry. I thought you were..." She seems to have lost her urge to use her alpha as a chew toy.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: Eddie being far away but coming close, and Des no longer a threat, she remains crouched by Troy still, bracing herself for when Eddie ad Josh get close

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ((holding action))

Eddie: *Nate, too?? growls and tries to get away from him--he's taking the helmet!*

Eddie: 5,2,5,3,5,

Singha: Josh body blocks to keep Eddie within reach of Nate.

Singha: 3,5,2,6,7,10,4,9,

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He grits his teeth, clearly under strain. "Understood, Desiree." He looks to Nate. "Get us out of here."

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Des SITS. Her ears are still ringing.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((That is holding action.))

Singha: Nate sucks his thumb ~really hard~ (anotehr WP. Nate seems to be shrinking in stature)

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: 10,4,7,6,2,

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: 7,4,6,2,8,

Singha: 8,5,7,6,2,

Eddie: *blinks and drops the helmet with a self-disgusted yip*

Singha: ~telepathically to entire pack from Nate~ "Step sideways and you will return to the physical realm."

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ~ht~ "The objects, if I don't dedicate them, I will loose them."

Singha: (Attune, not dedicate)

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: "Laidan, dedicate these...thing to me." He regards the thing with revulsion and a near-lust combined.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((Ahh, okay. DLP.))

Singha: (The items need to be attuned to a garou in order to return to the physical realm.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ~ht~ "Give me the items- I will attune myself to them. I am one of the weakst of the group, and if they taint me, you can knock me out easier."

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: "Someone take this...thing from me attune it." He hands it to Laidan, rgarding it revulsion and a near-lust combined.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ((Sorry, misunderstood))

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: If Lai is the weakest of them, she's damned lucky she didn't get knocked in the head by the intermediately talented in their group.

Eddie: i'm weak too. but you're stronger in gnosis than i am...*mumbles. hopefully it's dark enough she can't be seen to blush. waiting for the others to step sideways.....and hoping she makes it through all right*

Singha: (roll WP Lai)

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She takes the Torc from Troy, steeling herself, and then reaches out for the helemt as well.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: 3,9,10,3,9,2,6,

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He gasps in relief when it passes out of his hand. He's waiting, though, until everyone is gone before he leaves.

Singha: Lai is unable to hold the torc and pick up the helment.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: Still bleeding quite nicely from her busted up nose, she slides back into homid, cringing, wincing at the torc in her arms. "Someone go before me, to make sure I don't run with them or some such."

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Looks to make sure Laidan gets the artifacts attuned.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: A slow whine as she can't grab the helmet.

Singha: Also Lai has to drop the scythe in order to keep hold of the torc.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Des sidesteps.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: "Someone... I cannot grab the other items..."

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: "Leave the helmet. Give me the scythe, I will attune it. Attune the torc."

Singha: (You guys, Lai does NOT have the torc attuned and can NOT hold it and any other items at the same time)

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: 10,7,5,4,3,

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: "Eddie, take the scythe if you believe you can handle it."

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She focusing, cringing, and then attunes the torc to her.

Eddie: *shudders* i'll try. i can't dedicate stuff to myself, though. someone else has to.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((Scythe=Helmet in that last post. Gaah. Sorry, brain is fried))

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He takes the scythe from where Laidan drops it, hoping it's less trong then the torc, and attempts to attune it.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((Attuning roll here))

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: 7,6,8,3,4,

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: There is a pause, and she blanches. "It can't be attuned to me. It has to be attuned to a philodox. It has to be attunted to Eddie."

Eddie: *cringing slightly, she picks up the helmet again*

Singha: (Roll wP eddie)

Eddie: 2,7,9,2,3,5,

Eddie: *grits her teeth, tears rolling down her face*

Singha: (guys, i'm gonna have to wrap in 20 minutes regardless, if I want to get anywhere to eat before the restaurants close around here, so if we don't finish we'll have to pick up tomorrow)

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: ((kk))

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ((Understood))

Eddie: ((*nods*))

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: "Eddie, give me the helmet, you take the torc. I cannot cleanse these things here so BE CAREFUL. Attune it to yourself, step sideways RIGHT AWAY. I cannot attune the torc, only you can."

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: "Troy, since we all have items, should Josh stay on this side to make sure we all are not corrupted and actually go over?"

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((Did Troy get the scythe attuned?))

Eddie: *sets down the helmet with relief* i'll try.... *braces herself, brushing away tears, and reaching for the torc*

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: 8,7,7,1,10,

Eddie: ((wp))

Eddie: 3,3,3,

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: "Still attuning...yes, I think that would be best, though."

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: And she takes the helmet. ((rolling WP, and then Gnosis to attune))

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: 8,1,7,3,3,8,8,

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: 4,3,5,5,5,

Singha -> Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: Troy attunes the scythe, which he learns was gifted to the Werelion known as Roaring moonlight by a powerful wraith for his help with something in Stygia, it was then weilded by another incarnation of Roaring Moonlight known as Zi Teng.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He sighs in relief as the item attunes.

Singha: (you need to keep rollign to attune until I tell you have enough sux, UNLESS YOU BOTCH, in which case you cannot attune that item)

Eddie: 4,9,6,

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: 2,8,8,10,4,

Eddie: 6,3,4,

Singha: (YEs you need to roll GN to attune the item. It takes as many sux as the level of the item. As these items are very powerful it will take a while)

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: 8,1,7,8,7,

Eddie: 2,5,4,

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: 9,7,9,6,5,

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: 10,8,9,9,7,

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He waits there a moment, giving them time to attune. If either fails, then he is ready to stop them.

Eddie: 10,3,3,

Eddie: 3,4,2,

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: 9,4,5,1,5,

Eddie: 9,4,8,

Eddie: 8,5,5,

Eddie: 2,8,3,

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: 10,8,5,2,3,

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: 6,9,3,5,5,

Eddie: 3,7,9,

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: 3,5,7,9,9,

Eddie: 4,2,3,

Eddie: 3,6,6,

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She holds the helnet tightly, shifting a bit. Blind eyes looking to Troy, asking if he wants her to cross.

Eddie: 7,8,8,

Eddie: 9,4,5,

Eddie: 6,1,3,

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: "Go," he says to Laidan.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: And she moves to step sideways, "Good luck, be safe."

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: 1,6,8,5,5,

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: "You as well. If Eddie fails, I will have Sokol tell you to briung Desiree across to try."

Eddie: *blinks up to Troy with a slight nod, gripping the torc tightly. after giving it a faintly apologetic glance*

Singha: Lai takes 5 minutes to cross over

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: The wolfed out physicist lies in wait on the other side, worrying when no one follows her for a long time.

Eddie: it's attuned. *murmurs*

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: A nod to Eddie when she is done, and to Joshua. "Let's go."

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: And Lai appears back on the side holding the helmet. Tight.

Singha: (did Des and Josh already attempt to cross? I missed that)

Eddie: *nods and tries to cross*

Eddie: 8,6,5,

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((Yeah, Desiree did.))

Singha: 10,4,

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: "The torc can only be attuned to a philo, it is attuning to Eddie. Troy has the scythe.I have the helmet. They are coming." She hope.s

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Des crossed a long time ago.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((Her roll was Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: 10,7,5,4,3,))

Singha: Eddie takes 30 seconds. Josh 5 minutes.

Singha: (Ah ok Des took 30 seconds too)

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He moves to step across, as well. ((4th WP; NOT getting stuck here.))

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: 5,8,7,5,9,

Eddie: ((*boggles* Eddie crossed! whoot!! *hugs the girl and worships the roller*))

Singha: Troy crosses over instantly.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She is relieved slightly as they all get over, and then looks for Nate. Well, listens.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Hrfs at Lai and keeps an eye on everyone returning.

Singha: You all find yourselves in the middle of the newly rebuilt Great Hall, standing ontop of a lovingly restored mosaic of the world. Being stared at by 5 angry Asians with machine guns.

Singha: 8,9,4,5,4,

Eddie: *not her usual chipper self. mumbles an apology to the group once everyone's there*

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: The metis snorts blood. It stains her face, and nose and down her chin and chest. She DOES hear the guns and the people though, and tenses. A lot.

Eddie: ((delete the mumbling part....)) *blinks at the Asians and stays quite still*

Singha: The tentacles come out of thin air, which ~really~ freaks the Asians out, especially wehn they sort of flow into that Iroquois dressed blonde teenager.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: "Sorry." She says, belatdly, to the Asians, sliding to stand infont of Nate.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He looks to the Asians, taking a moment to brush at his shirtless self...bone dust. Eww. He is calm again, nodding to them. "Good day. We have found that which we came for. Thank you for allowing us to search." Said perfectly, as if this were exactly as planned, and they weren't surrounded by armeed angry Yakuza.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Eyes the Asians, but tries to look friendly.

Singha: "You only have permission to retrieve one item, yet we see you have three," They point out.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She let's Troy handle the question stuff. She wipes blood from her nose, onto her shoulder.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She gulps at something, shifting uncomfortably at the helmet in her arms. She so needs to get rid of it. Now.

Eddie: *blinks at Lai with a small frown, giving her a soft, questioning sound*

Singha: (and sorry guys but I have got to pause here, or we can summarize later but if i don't leave now, i don't eat)

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: "And I will be most glad to thank General Satu for the graciousness you have shown us." The comment that the Asian makes draw a raised eyebrow. "We have retrieved those items lost during the same instance in which the torc was retrieved. If you like we can return them...however, it would be most difficult to send them back to the Dark Umbra, or for them to retrieved again." ((Persuasion still active? Rolling Charisma+Expression to try and convicne to let them keep the fetishes))

Singha: (it's why i wanted to start earlier)

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ((You've done more than enough Singha, thank you for everything, pausing sounds good *hugs*))

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: (Later Singha, thanks for the scenage!)

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((Go go go, Singha. Thanks for the RP.))

Eddie: ((*snugs* enjoy dinner!))

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ((Dropping nick, thank you guys! *hugs*))

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: ((here))

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ((Here))

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: Link to what's gone on so far: http://www.geocities.com/ravynfeather/aug23troy-eddie-lai-josh-des.htm

Eddie: ((present!))

Singha: So you're all sitting there in the middle of the rebuilt Great Hall standing atop a mosaic of the World and surrounded by 5 gun-toting Asians who do not seem happy that at least two of you have cursed fetishes attuned to you, one of you is carrying a scythe, and one of you just came across the Shroud by turning into a pink tentacled...thing.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: And she's a bloody mess from where the scythe cut into her nose.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Much as she'd love to give Troy a hand with diplomacy and all, she's a mutt at the moment. She does, however, try to look like a friendly mutt.

Eddie: *just keeps hold of the torc and tries to look less unhappy than she feels right now*

Singha: "Permission was for one," the counter. Not three."

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: REPOST: "And I will be most glad to thank General Satu for the graciousness you have shown us." The comment that the Asian makes about them having too many items draw a raised eyebrow. "We have retrieved those items lost during the same instance in which the torc was retrieved. If you like we can return them...however, it would be most difficult to send them back to the Dark Umbra, or for them to retrieved again." ((Persuasion still active? Rolling Charisma+Expression to try and convince to let them keep the fetishes))

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: The metis shifts, wiping the blood on her shoulder. Holding the helmet gingerly.

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: *He remains stock-still, looking around almost warily. Just say the word, just say the word...*

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: 9,7,4,3,6,6,

Eddie: *twitches slightly, glancing at the helmet in Lai's hands, chewing her lower lip a bit. reasonable, but what's the cost?*

Singha: 8,4,9,8,3,7,5,5,

Singha: "Permission was for the torc. Nothing else."

Eddie: *another twitch, this time to the torc. it's a bad idea, right? yeah, yeah--it must be.*

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: "I see. What do you propose we do about this, then?"

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Pads up beside Troy for wolfy moral support. Nevermind she bit him half an hour ago.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She shifts, uneasily, and shifts to settle closer to Eddie.

Singha: "Leave what you did not come here for on the ground so that our Seer can inspect them and cleanse them. You smell of the Centipede."

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: A smooth nod. "Yes. We were in the Dark Umbra. One would certain smell of such things after being there. However, since the agreement did not entail either you or us retrieving these said fetishes, I will have them put back in the Dark Umbra. In order to honor the agreement properly." He looks to Nate.

Eddie: 2,10,6,2,8,2,

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: Blind eyes... close tightly. No. No, that's a BAD idea. Bad bad bad. Her voice is quiet as she speaks, "If you try to cleanse the fetish, you may destroy the spirit inside them. To cleanse one is a very hard task."

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: *He lets his Alpha talk, but that muzzle swivels towards him. Not so much as giving the Asians attention. He watches Troy.*

Singha: (She can choose to ignore the torc with that roll, tho it continues to talk to her and try to get her to wear it.)

Singha: 9(oops, that was a pM to Eddie. Pay no attention to the post behind the curtain...)

Eddie: *holds on to the torc tightly*

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((*Mind 5: You did not see that post*))

Singha: The Asian speaking to them looks quite offended at Lai. "You are little more than a cub yet you presume to tell us how such things work?"

Singha: Nate doesn't respond to Troy, just stands there regarding the Asians, sucking his thumb.

Eddie: ((*giggles*)) *shoots the torc a glare and stubbornly sets her chin. looking somehow younger. more like just another punkette on the streets. she does, try not to level her sullen gaze onto any of the Asians*

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: "No." Quietly, and gently, wiping more blood onto her shoulder. She doesn't look that good. "It was merely a statement said outloud, more for the benefits of those beside him."

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ((those beside ME))

Singha: (and just a note that the sentai Story is starting up so I may become a bit slower at times)

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Troy> Her growly voice very low. ~ws~ "You know, we really only need the torc."

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: *He swallows his anger for the moment, and starts pacing just a bit.*

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: "Nate, as these gentlemen do not wish for the fetishes we have been retrieved to have been brought back, per the letter of our arrangement, and of course it is their territory, please return us to the Dark Umbra so that we may set them back down among the bones of those who last had them."

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Personally, after barely brushing one of those things with her paw and being induced to hallucinate, she'd be happy to be rid of them with a show of goodwill to the Asians.

Singha: Nate removes his thumb from his mouth long enough to say "No." and reinserts it.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: "Us meaning myself and Laidan, of course, as we have the disallowed fetishes."

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: A frown, and he shrugs, looking back to the Asians. "It appears, my friends, that we are at an impasse. The arrangement is being broken, no matter what, and for that I apologize. I would ask that General Satu, who we made the original arrangement with, come so that we may renegotiate."

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: ~ws~ Sir, I would be more than happy to act as protection for you on this mission.

Singha: ~telepathically to Troy and the rest of the pack~ "You show the same greediness as the rest of the Wyrmcomers. You dishonor Metoac so quickly after pledging yourself to help her."

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((Can we respond telepathically))

Singha: ~TP to pack~ "I no longer wish to help you." And with that, Nate plants his fingers into the ground and starts to worth them into the mosaic.

Eddie: why not get someone here to cleanse them, right now? they aren't safe at teh moment. *half mumbling her words* i just want to go now. need a bath.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: "Nate." It's so soft. ~telepahtically~ "Thank you."

Eddie: *gives Nate a bit of a smile. sad. holding on to the torc and trying to ignore it*

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: *He looks back and forth. From Nate, to the Asians. And then back to the worm...thing.* ~ws~ Did we not help her? I am puzzled as to why you take insult. And why the claim of the items is the important thing here. We brought them back. Whether or not they were in the original agreement... The mother would not want her corrupting them any longer.

Singha: (work them into the mosaic)

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ~TP~ "This is not greed, Nate. I merely wish to ensure that the fetishes are placed in the hands of those who are not corrupt. Rumor among the Sept is that many Elders among the Courts ARE corrupt. I wish to make sure they are not put to evil purposes."

Singha: (you can respond however you feel that you need to)

Singha: Nate removes his hand from the ground and places it on the helmet instead.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Huffs. ~ws~ "We don't need the other fettishes, Troy. Why are you clinging to them after they allowed us to come on their grounds and hunt for the torc?"

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She listens as the helmet is touched by Nate, sniffling a bit of blood as she tries to smell.

Singha: ~TP to pack~ "IT is greed. You are more interested in keep what you believe is yours than you are in serving Gaia."

Singha: Nate takes the helmet from Lai, if she releases it.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ~tp~ "No Nate... I am more than willing to give this fetish over. But the Asians have been rumored to be corrupted. I do not want another Black Knight. If it can be cleansed, I will hand it over."

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ~TP~ "You are wrong. I would happily hand these items over to anyone I was positive was not corrupt, Nate." He's dead serious, and completely sincere.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She does release it.

Eddie: *shakes her head at Nate. she just wants to go home. let the other things be cleansed and auction them off for all she cares.*

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: *He snorts.* ~ws~ We are not the only ones who show greed and disrespect to the Mother.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Flattens her ears back. ~ws~ "You can't assume because one of their groups has suffered corruption that all are corrupt, it's no better than racism. They may very well believe we are corrupt by the same token. Show a little trust."

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: "Desiree." It's very gentle.

Singha: Nate brings the helmet to his mouth. His jaw strangely unhinges and his mouth becomes large enough to actually consume the helmet, which he does.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She tries to figure out what's being done by the sounds, fingers twicting a little.

Singha: ~TP to pack~ "You assume corruption of them when it is you all who smell of the Wyrm right now. You are in their home, which tehy have pledged to protect. You are as arrogant and short sighted as the Wyrmcomers of old."

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: *His head turns, puzzled, perhaps, as to Nate's actions.* ~ws~ You will keep it protected?

Eddie: *murmurs to Lai what's happening with the helmet*

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Flicks an ear at Laidan, with a hint of annoyance. She may be a cub, and ignorant when it comes to fighting, but politics she knows.

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: ~ws~ Then their first action should have been to cleanse us.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She swallows, and breaths. Slightly.

Eddie: *faint smile to Nate. he's probably cleansing it in some way. worms take a thing and change it into something better.*

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: There is nod. But what to, who knows.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ~TP~ "No, I suspect corruption is a possibility. I trust General Satu. I don't know these people, and would prefer to deal with someone I trust, for the sake of all, as these are powerful fetishes. The line about returning the items was, of course, a bluff. You are assuming much as well, Nate."

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Joshua> ~ws~ "We are indebted to them, not they to us. We stand in their territory, and we have but to be polite."

Singha: After swallowing the helmet, Nate's thumb goes back into his mouth and he starts to suck it again.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She drops into a crouch, more comfortable, and holds out hands, one to Josh, and one to Des.

Singha: 2,5,5,8,7,

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: *He looks to Laidan, then back to Troy. And over to Laidan's hand, lowering his head. He makes no response to Desiree.*

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Moves into Laidan's reach.

Singha: ~TP~ "I must return to my Grandmother. The Black Knight has twisted the Dreamland for too long through the Helm."

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She gently strokes Joshua's head, and pulls close to him, nuzzling a little. She's coated in blood. Desiree too is gently stroked and nuzzles. Soothing them.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ~tp~ "Thank you for all your help Nate, and all you have taught us."

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: *He sniffs. And then looks up.* ~ws~ Can someone heal her?

Eddie: be safe, Nate. *mutters softly. glances at teh Asian who got offended at Lai for a moment, speculatively*

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: ~tp~ "Farewell, Nate. Thank you."

Eddie: *nods her thanks to the worm-man, with another little smile*

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ~TP~ "Good day, Nate. We are in your debt. Pass on our thanks to your Grandmother, and to Blue Jay Flies, as well."

Singha: Nate sticks his hand into the ground, continuing to suck his thumb. The Asians don't quite seem sure what to do about Nate consuming the helmet.

Singha: 3,7,8,1,7,

Singha: And he disappears into the ground.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She remains crouched on the ground, nuzzling Joshua and Des. She gently touches Eddie's leg too.

Singha: The Asians continue to point their guns at the pack.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Licks Laidan without thinking about it... THEN she thinks about it. EWWW! She licked someone!

Eddie: *gives Lai a faint rumble for the touch* can any of you guys see if the scythe's, like...ok? *the lionman had been using it, right? maybe it's ok*

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He looks from the spot where Nate disappeared to the Asians. "Please, if you do not mind, ask General Satu if he would come, so that we may hand the scythe over to him."

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: *He grumbles.* ~ws~ My packmate is bleeding. Surely you think four guns is enough to deal with a group that is no more than cubs. Can one of you please heal her?

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: "It does not have the same effects as the torc or helm." A murmur to Eddie, and a little smile at Des'lick.

Eddie: (last was to the Asians.) *shudders slightly and glares at the torc in her hand, fighting back a growl*

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Troy> ~ws~ "You can yet turn this into an opportunity."

Eddie: 9,7,2,7,4,4,

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: "Shhh, Joshua." Sftly and gently whispered. "I will be fine. Do not work."

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ((do not worry))

Eddie: ((roll was WP))

Eddie: you sure, Laidan? *asking with something of an effort*

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: "Shh, Desiree." The same gentle, hushed whisper to the philo. "It will all be worked out."

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: "Yes..." She looks up to Eddie. "Are you alright?"

Singha: Alas, Josh is making the assumption that any of the Asians present understands ~ws~. Which none seem to.

Eddie: yeah, yeah, Lai, i'm fine. can anyone here heal her, please? *restates the question for the Asians. although they've not responded to anything she's said yet--doubtful they'll start now.*

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: *Of course he doesn't know that. They seem to know everything else, after all. He looks back up to Laidan.* ~ws~ It is a deep cut.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: A look to Eddie, and he frowns. They're running out of time. The General may not be able to get here...he sighs. Concessions must be made. ((Sense Wyrm on the Asians))

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: 9,3,2,5,6,8,

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She kisses Josh's head, a chuckle. "I know."

Eddie: *her grip tightens on the torc along as her jaws clench. helmet's gone anyway. it's gone, no getting it back. and it's all a lie anyway.*

Singha: They Asians are not Wyrmy, tho Des, Eddie, Lai, and Troy are definitely wyrmy, especially Eddie with that blazing beacon of wyrminess, the torc. There is a little surface taint on Josh.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Settles to her haunches and sets her ears back.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: (per/alert)

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: 2,6,4,8,

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Looks over at Eddie.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: Fingers rest, lightly, on Eddie's leg. Keeping her packmates close for now.

Eddie: *looks back at Des, pretty face unhappy and closed-off*

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He looks back to the Asians. "Or, if that will take too long or be inconveniant to the General, I will hand the scythe over to you. It is not tainted, and I will place my trust in you to return it to it's rightful owner, as I planned to." He holds it out to one of the Asians.

Singha: The Asians motion for him to set it down on the ground.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: And set it on the ground he does, then he takes a couple of steps back from it.

Singha: The Asians move back to a V formation to allow the pack to exit to the door and back out to the docks. "We shall escort you to your elders, to ensure you do not go astray with such a stink on you."

Eddie: home. *states firmly* good call. *and begins to go for the docks.*

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: "Of course." He nods a little, and moves to head out, taking the lead, of course.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Whines at Eddie as they move off. Personally, she's grateful for the escort.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She finally rises, keeping a light touch on Eddie. And she gives alittle bow, before she starts to move. "Thank you."

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: *He walks slowly, perhaps, to lead Laidan. Behind Troy.*

Singha: Adn they are escorted to their boat, and their boat is escorted to a pier near CP adn they aer escorted from the Pier to the park, wehre they are met by Papa, the WArder and several guardians.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: "And thank you, as well, for allowing us in your territory."

Eddie: *keeps heading for the docks, face grim. her grip on the torc firm*

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: Laidan, all lovingly bloodied, keeps a hand on Eddie the whole way.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: She gives a wolf bow, one leg outstretched, the other curled, to thank their temporary guardians.

Eddie: *tries to relax against Lai's touch, but isn't having much success. blinks quietly at Poppa and the Warders. she's gonna get a rep for fetching icky things to the park if she's not careful*

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: A thank you to the Asians again.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He bows his head, respectfully, to the Elders of the Sept as they are met. "Rhyas."

Eddie: *has become entirely wordless, teeth gritted tot eh point it looks painful*

Singha: The Asians are careful not to enter the park but respect it's borders. As soon as the pack is safely delivered, they head back to their boat and are gone.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She gives a worried look to the Philodx beside her, knowing what she must be going through.

Eddie: *oh yeah. manners or her ass gets kicked. bobs her head at the important people and stares at teh ground*

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: *And of course he simply waits to be cleansed, in order. He shows respect he did not show to the Asians with a polite wolfy nod.*

Singha: Upon reaching the park, the pack is escorted to teh shanty town, to the ritual circle and all are cleansed.

Singha: 1,2,7,1,5,8,3,2,

Singha: Well, an attempt is made by Papa to cleanse them, which doesn't seem to work. So Mama Leilani shows up.

Singha: 7,10,3,2,1,5,5,1,

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Curious look to the elders, whom she's never met before.

Singha: And she doesn't seem to be able to cleanse them either.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ((My bad rolls infected you))

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: They must be really tainted!

Eddie: *just curls up and waits, eyes on the gorund. still holding the torc unless someone's told her to let it go*

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She offers to try cleansing her packmates, and offers to stay behind for herself to be cleaned.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He is calm throughout, merely a raised eyebrow. The taint appears to have been quite nasty, if the Elders could not cleanse it.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: ~ws~ "What happens if they can't cleanse us?"

Singha: Lai is welcome to try.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: Eddie, than Troy, then Des, than Josh. WP used on Eddie.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: 4,10,5,4,5,10,

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: 9,4,6,7,8,9,

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: 3,7,6,8,5,3,

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: 7,8,2,1,5,3,

Singha: Troy, Des, Josh are all cleansed. Eddie retains some taint.

Singha: and Lai, of course, remains tainted, since she's not done herself

Eddie: *sighs a bit, but gives Lai a soft rumble of thanks*

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: "Eddie." Its pitched low, worried. "I think you can let go now..."

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: Fingers run through the young woman's hair.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Shakes herself off and moves from the circle once she's cleansed, settling to her haunches and watching as the others take their turn.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: "Thank you, Laidan." He nods to his Beta gratefully.

Eddie: *drops the torc and leans against Lai a bit, nodding*

Singha: But the torc remains highly tainted, and the Warder comes round to make an attempt to cleanse Lai.

Singha: 3,3,9,2,7,6,6,

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She hugs Eddie to her, stroking her hair. A relieved thank you to the Warder

Eddie: you.....are a nasty, nasty thing. *mutters darkly to the torc. even shaking a finger at it a bit* i dun wanna wear it...*mumbles*

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: "Shhh." Softly to the woman. "You don't have to wear it. Ever. It's okay."

Eddie: *curls into Lai, moving as if something hurts* you ok, Lai?

Eddie: *sighs gratefully and nods against Lai's shoulder* good. real good, that.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: "Just a little bloody." A wry smile. "We're all here though. We all did. It's okay."

Eddie: *rumbles agreement*

Singha: (You are all free to leave now, what do you guys do with the torc?)

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He looks to the Elders, and requests, respectfully, if one of them could heal Laidan.

Singha: (oh yeah, once she's cleansed, Papa doesn MT on Lai)

Singha: 9,2,2,3,4,8,8,7,

Singha: So she's healed.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: As the torc is tainted, and Laidan is unable to properly cleanse it without destroying it, she requests for the Elder's aid in dealing with it. If Troy and the pack agrees to such a thing.

Eddie: i guess my duff's still aorund here somewhere. maybe we can put it in there for now. but where's safe? i got too many kids running through my place to keep it there. *and she doesn't want to sleep under the same roof as that thing, either*

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: "It whispers to you." She admits. "It's hard. Dangerous. I am willing to remian here and try and work with it... but I do not think anyone should be left alone with it."

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: "If we can't cleanse it, how will we use it?"

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: Troy suggests taking it to Mera, see if she can get it cleansed.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((or rather)) He looks around at the group. "Let us take it to the Sept's Totem, Mera, and see if she would be willing and able to cleanse it."

Eddie: i dun much care, right this very second. i'll just go along with the rest of you.

Singha: "No, way are we endangering the caern totem by exposing it to a tainted fetish," Papa says emphatically.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: ~ws~ "Don't we risk corrupting her?"

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: "We can't cleanse it, as it may destory the spirit inside. We'd have to use it to do good to help retrain the spirit but... it's so strongly tainted right now, I do not know if we could do that." Tiredly. So. Very. Tired.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He falls silent, nodding apologetically to Papa.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: 7,4,1,8,2,

Eddie: *blanches* that doesn't mean i have to wear it, i hope.....*gulps*

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She slowly strokes a hand over Eddie's face and holds her close.

Eddie: *shivers slightly and settles against Lai*

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Sets her ears back. If they hadn't disappointed Nate so terribly, he may have been able to cleanse it.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: ~ws~ How does it work?

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: 4,3,4,6,

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: 4,3,4,6,

Eddie: it kept trying to get me to put it on...*quietly, to Des* it's a lil chatty, some. *a small, wan smile*

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: ~ws~ I mean, if it were cleansed, how exactly would it work?

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: A deep breath. "As the fetish was granted by Stag, we could summon stag and ask for his help in cleansing it properly. Or, we could see out Nate and Blind Rock MOther and ask for thier help- but we upset Nate, understandably, and we would have to apologie to him."

Eddie: probably wearing it, i would guess. it's a torc, after all....*blinks to Lai* would he talk to us with you, though? *hugs the woman a bit*

Eddie: Stag, i mean....

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: "Troy can talk to spirits. And since it involves one of his fetishes, he may be willing to help us."

Eddie: *nods to Lai slowly*

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: A short nod to Laidan. "We can speak with Stag. I do feel we should speak with Nate as well, as the apology is warranted, though our intentions were good."

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Looks at Troy, both ears swivelling towards him.

Eddie: think he misunderstood us. *sighs softly, closing her eyes a moment*

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: "Yes.... but stag first." Cuddling Eddie

Singha: IF they ask around they find that Blind Rock mother can be found in a glade up in the Penumbra of the Sept of Gaia's Hand (Finger Lakes)

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: They do ask, or at least Lai does. But she thinks Stag would be good, as they can kinda get to him now.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Wonders if compost would be a suitable gift for Nate.

Eddie: *listens quietly, curled up with Lai*

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((Sorry, phone call hit)) Yes, asking around is done. Troy thinks they should go speak with Blind Rock Mother first, to offer apologies and speak with her.

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: ~ws~ What about the one that was supposed to help us? Blue Jay?

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: ((DLP as Troy's suggestion is offered.)

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: "Blue Jay-Flies was injured on his way here- hence why Nate came in his place." She pauses, and then agrees with Troy.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ((dlp, to just say she agrees with Troy))

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: ~ws~ Maybe we can carry the torc in a lead box lined with kryptonite.

Eddie: *nods* ok. we driving or what?

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: "I have a car. I will drive us all."

Eddie: urm. i'll go see if i can find my duffel. *slowly detaches from Lai, giving the woman's cheek a kiss as she does* get our clothes out of there, we can carry it in that, unless we go across again. *which means she'll have to carry it. ew.*

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: "Okay." Releasing Eddie and rising.

Eddie: *nods to Troy and heads to where she last saw the duffel. presuming it's still there, brings it back, complete with everyone's clothing*

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Takes her clothes in her jaws and circles around behind a bush, where she shifts to homid and dresses.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: Lai's sorta bloody. She declines her clean sundress. She's got panties and a tank top on anyway.

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: ~ws~ I can stay in this form. Or perhaps I can shift and use my physical form to charm Blind Rock Mother. *The joke is extremely flat.*

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She smiles a little, and pats Joshua once.

Eddie: *hands Lai her dress and sets out Josh's clothes. ponders her things and keeps the boots. sets the other clothes aside for anyone who needs them--tank and shorts* i'll stay in these things. *shrugs slightly as she fishes out the smaller duffel inside the first--why two duffels, anyway?--and finds a stick to use to try and get the torc inside the smaller one*

Singha: (how do you guys plan on traveling to the Finger Lakes Sept?)

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He moves to bring his car to the closest spot for them all to get in. It's a damn nice one...2006 Infinity M, black, all stacked out. Only the best for the Silver Fang.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Blinks at Josh. Oh, please let that be a joke!

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((Drive as far as we can, travel on foot the rest of the way?))

Eddie: *and puts Joshs' and Lai's things inside the bigger bag*someone sees you in panties while we're driving, they might think it's odd. maybe you can wear my shorts, too? i dun mind if they get messed up--not gonna keep them anyway. *and looks for somethint ot clean Lai off with*

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ((Agreed, Troy))

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: "Okay." She says agreebly, and puts on Eddie's shorts. And holds out a hand to take the torc filled bag for Eddie.

Eddie: ((sounds good to me.)) *troops along to the car and inside it with everyone else*

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: *Of course it's a joke, he'd think in response. If he could read Desiree's mind. Which he can't.*

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Eddie> "Maybe you can toss that thing in the trunk so you don't have to hold it."

Eddie: *gives a shaky sigh and HUGS Lai, handing over the bag gratefully*

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: ~ws~ You don't have to hold it. I can bite it until we get there, if it is too difficult for you.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She kisses Eddie's head, and then suggests it to be put in the trunk. Right after Des.

Eddie: *nods to the suggestion* if i don't have it to hand, maybe harder for it to convince me to put it on, right?

Eddie: *touches Josh's fur gratefully, scritching lightly*

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He waits for everyone to get into the car, lighting a cigarette as he does. Hell of a day. Once they are, he starts up the engine and heads off, to drive off toward Upstate New York.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: "Are we really supposed to use it in it's tainted condition?" Getting in the back seat.

Singha: (in the interests of wrapping this up, we shall fast forward to the Finger Lakes Sept, and i will assume you people did your proper howl of intro and asked permission to visit the Glade of Blind Rock Mother.)

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: Torc tossed in the trunk, Eddie held tightly in the car.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ((Yes))

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((We did.))

Eddie: *eyes Troy's cig* sometimes i wish i smoked. *blinks to Des unhappily* if we gotta, we gotta. and if so and i gotta wear it, you guys try to keep a real close eye on me.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: "It will not be used tainted, hence why we are going to get it un-tainted."

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Gives Eddie's shoulder a squeeze.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: Once to the Sept, and permission is granted, he leads the pack onward, to the Glade.

Eddie: ((*nods* yes.)) *rests her head on Lai's shoulderm, curled tightly to her, and just...tries not to listen until they get there. and then follows her peeps quietly*

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: On the go. Laidan carries the bag with the icky fetish.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: And keps an arm around Eddie, supporting her.

Singha: So, you are escorted by a pack of cliath and fostern Furies to the Glade, which is in the umbra, and is a very wyldish marcshy place filled with reeds and loamy ground.

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: *He, however, occasionally pokes the back of Eddie's knee with cold nose. If only to keep her distracted.*

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Moves calmly along, looking over the Furies with interest. They're all women.

Eddie: **keeps hold of Lai, looking around the glade quietly*

Singha: The furies are ~very~ distrustful of Eddie and Lai, in particular.

Eddie: *smiles to Josh occasionally, grateful for any distractions*

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He is, of course, nothing but respectful, being in another Sept. He moves along with them to the Glade, looking around placidly for Blind Rock Mother.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: That's because tey reek of taint. And Lai is understanding. And remains careful not to do anything that can be constintuted as a threat.

Eddie: *she's used to that.....just keeps with Lai*

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: *He does, however, remain cautious, simply waiting for the threats of neutering to begin. He's heard stories.*

Singha: The Furies remain in lupus along the treeline, allowing Troy and the others to move into the marshy clearing and do their business.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Wonders if they're actually looking for a rock, and shouldn't they have... what was it... chiminage? Spirit gifts?

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: And into the clearing they go. He scans the area, looking for her.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: Holding onto Eddie, exhausted by now, she searches with her ears and nose for Blind Roch Mother, and her Grandson.

Eddie: *rubs Lai's back gently, looking around herself*

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: What in the world would you give a rock anyway? Moss?

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((Following is Per+Alert, in case needed))

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: 8,8,9,2,

Eddie: (ditto)

Eddie: 5,4,2,4,6,3,

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: 9,3,8,3,2,8,8,

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: 7,7,8,8,8,

Singha: You all sense the peace and calm of the Glade, and smell the wyldish watery earthy goodness of the marsh.

Eddie: *nose twitches. a quiet rumble*

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ~ss~ "Blind Rock Mother?" She asks quietly.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: Somthing comes to him. Oh, yeah, huh. "We step across. She will surely be on the other side." He looks around to them all.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: "It's really nice here," she whispers.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ((I thought they HAD stepped across. My bad))

Eddie: *winces slightly and gulps* i guess i need to take that to go over, then....might need help to get across. *sighs* i usually do...*resigned*

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: ((Aren't they already in the umbra?))

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((Oops, we did, my bad, ignore me. *Thuds*))

Singha: (You guys are in a Glade. You are already across. Nobody has bother to call out to either Nate or Blind Rock Mother or to offer any chimanage or apology)

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ((Laidan did.))

Singha: (The only way to bring the torc with you is for the person it's attuned to to take it.)

Singha: (yes, just now)

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: There is a pause, and she stops and 'looks' around. ~ss~ "Nate... if you can hear... I am sorry."

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He nods at Laidan's words. ~SS~ "Indeed. We do offer apologies, all of us, for offending you."

Singha: (You guys need to seriously consider the fact that you angered a spirit and now are requesting it to appear. if you want we can pause and you guys can talk amongst yourselves on your strategy on how to best show your apoligies?)

Eddie: *hands the torc back to Lai, shuddering. bends down to touch the groud with gentle fingers, murmuring* sorry, Nate..*a soft sigh. biting her lip*

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ((Sure))

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: She speaks quietly to Troy. Spirits are not her area of expertise, but the woman catches on to things amazingly quickly. "Shouldn't we offer a gift or restitution?"

Singha: (ping me when you're ready)

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: ~ws~ I wouldn't begin to know what to offer a spirit other than service or guardianship. Or another favour. Though I am not even sure why we offended.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ((Right. We pissed off a spirit of renewal by being greey, in his eyes. And now, we have to apolozie to said spirit. And THEN ask for their help. Which can come off as greedy. When in truth, we need the torc to help others))

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: ~ws~ It was a misunderstanding. It was not a wrong on anyone's part. If we could perhaps offer instead the truth.

Eddie: ((then we need to focus on why we're asking for help once we apologize. hrm...*thinks* would it be acceptable to offer to give the torc to blind rock mother, if it survives, when we're done? unless it's needed to keep bear under control or something.))

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ((We also unintentionally insulted Metoac. It would seem right to apologize for not listening, for not understanding, for dishonoring nate, and for dishonoring Metoac))

Eddie: urm. it was, at that. i don't think any of us wanted to keep the other stuff--we just wanted to make sure nobody else would end up freaking out, touching it, right?

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ((We need the torc to capture bear and save the sentai. It IS being used for trade of both though, that helps both sides. It saves members of the courts, and it saves the caaern from destruction. Trade based on what both sides really need.))

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: "Yes." She murmurs,

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: "It doesn't matter how good your intentions are if you still start a war, hmmm? We have lost face with the spirits."

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((I think that Eddie's got a definite possibility...the way we apologize will be big, here. Explaining ourselves and our actions won't be quite enough, I don't think...I think that we need to make an offer to make resitution in some way. Giving the torc over is a possibility, to be sure, though I don't think it's the only one.))

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ((But we need the torc, last I checked.))

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((After, I meant. Not before the cleansing Bear mission. *Shrug*))

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ((And what would a spirit do with a fetish?))

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ((My bad *Chuckles*))

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: *He gives Desiree a look. Just... a look.* ~ws~ We need the torc. And we have nothing to apologize for. Misunderstanding was on their side. Not ours. Which means it will be difficult for me to apologize honestly. It will be more of an insult if they see us apologizing falsely, for something we do not believe in. Do I have to explain everything to you in this much detail every time?

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ((Can we pause game play and focus on the OOC issues?))

Eddie: ((*nods* if it's the torc, i mean AFTER we use it, provided it's still intact after that. *slow blink* although--isn't blind rock mother a renewal spirit? if there's anything at all left of the torc, she coudl still do something with it. change it into something new.))

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: ((Sure. Sorry.))

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((Let's get out of the IC for now, guys, and figure this out OOC. Because honestly, I can't focus on two IC situations AND an OOC discussion, I'm lost with just TWO of them right now, to be frank.))

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ((Okay. So. They all have to apologize. Offer to use the fetish for the good of two people, to bridge a gap between two kinds that mistrust each other. And once done with that, they can give the fetish to Blind Rock Mother to be shaped into something new. Would taht piss off Stag?))

: (Fang, did you read the log? Did you get ~any~ of what had happened with Metoac? Because that might change Josh's outlook a little bit)

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((That was my fault, Singha...because Joshua wasn't there for the Metoac stuff, I suggested he read only what Joshua was there for, because I dfigured...well, frankly, Josh didn't see the rest of it.))

: (Yes, but Lai explained it to him.)

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((I had missed that part...my apologies.))

Eddie: ((is there anything else they can offer blind rock mother? or/and Nate?))

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ((What if... they offer to use the torc to renew the bonds between the Asians, and the Garou? To make them stronger, to fix what was broken? To clear up the misconceptions. TO unify it, open trade))

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ((By using the torc to help the hurt Senati, its a step in the right direction. It's trade both sides need- the saving of the Asians powerful elders, and the saving of the Garou's Caern.))

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: I think Lai's on the right track.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((I think that's a good idea, Lai. I there was also a hint given that supports that in what Nate said about the helmet. Hold on, let me find it...))

Eddie: ((*nods* i think it's a good idea. mmrr. if it's intact once they've used it......doesn't matter if THEY get it back, yes?))

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((Singha: ~TP~ "I must return to my Grandmother. The Black Knight has twisted the Dreamland for too long through the Helm." We're going to be going to the Dreamland, i.e. the chimare, to try and fix Bear, who's torturing people in their dreams. Thus, by saving Bear, we're doing a service that Nate obviously cares about.))

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ((So it's agreed we apologize for not seeing Nate's words, for not thinking beyond what we saw, and we offer to use the torc to save the sentai, save the dreamland, and helpd bridge the gap between the Asians))

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: ((whatever is agreed on, he will go with.))

: (Also of note that you guys would know: Mera the caern totem is tied to dreams and visions. Nate referred several times to both Mera and Metoac as his "Grandmother's sister." Both the helmet and the torc were used by a very very corrupt Fae so tied in with dreams)

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ((*nods* Troy mentioned that. So not only does it bridge the gap, it helps to save his grandmother's sisters from unhappy corruption))

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((Well, there we go, then. A-let's do it.))

Eddie: ((*nods*))

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ((Okie dokie.))

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: There is a deep breath, and then the metis speaks. "Blink Rock Mother... Nate. We wish to apologize to you. For not heeding the words you gave us, and for only seeing with our eyes, and not of those that gazed back at us." A pause, waiting for the rest of her pack to speak before she makes the offer. Unless Troy wants her to go on.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He nods to her. ~SS~ "Sees-With-The-Heart speaks for all of us. We share her sentiment, whole-heartedly."

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Looks at Troy and Laidan, watching as they do... well something, but she's not sure what since she doesn't have the spirit tongue.

Eddie: *stays quiet, crouching to keep a hand on Josh if he'll let her. more for her comfort than him....letting Lai speak words she can't understand herself*

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She takes a deep breath, and gestures to the torc. "Through Nate's help, which we are still grateful for, we retrived the Torc, granted to the Brass Arm Pack by Stag, and used for evil by the Black Knight. We now wish to use the Torc for good again. An Asian pack, a Sentai, is being tortured in their dreams by a corrupt Bear totem in their dream chimare. We wish to use this torc agianst the Bear to save the Senati, to save Mera, and to hopefully bridge the gap between the Asians and the Garou. Too long have there been miscommunication and distrust. We hope that by taking this action, we can help both sides, and then some."

Singha: Slowly they see tentacles worming out of the ground, that turn into a wrinkled humaniod. A wind rustles through the reeds smelling of pure fresh rain.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He watches as the spirit comes up, bowing his head respectfully.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She falls silently, tucking her head and listening.

Eddie: *blinks slowly and bows her head, staying quiet*

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ((falls silent. argh))

Singha: They intutively know that this is an old, old ancient presence, something that stretches back beyond the Garou. It forms into an old, hunched over Native American woman with saggy breasts, wrinkled all over, and walking with a stick. She is obviously blind as her eyes are milky.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Bows her head along with the others.

Singha: "My Grandson has told me of your journey with my Sister. And of the promises you made, but did not seem to honor when the opportunity arose."

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: *He bites his tongue, and stays close to Eddie.*

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She lowers her head a little more, and does not deny what Blind Rock Mother says.

Singha: She 'looks' directly at Josh. "You, Fatal Error, seem determined to live up to your name, and dishonor your alpha and your pack. Why do you believe yourself so righteous in this?"

Eddie: *scritches along Josh's back, quietly. letting Lai speak. biting her tongue and trying to ignore the torc*

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: "We intended to, Blind Rock Mother. We merely wished to ensure the items of power would fall into the proper hands. In doing so, we made a gervious error in judgment and intent."

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She cocks her head slightly.

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: *He looks up, and perhaps curious.* ~ws~ I believe it was a misunderstanding, on everyone's part. Our apologies should not be the only ones heard. Ma'am.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: She's going to learn this spirit speech, she decides, as she stands there with her head respectfully held low. ((She's speaking so even those without ss can understand, yes?))

Singha: "If the Asians requested permission to dive into Mera's heart to retrieve one item, and yet returned stinking of the Wyrm, carrying two cursed items and something of the deadlands, would you not take care with such a group?"

Singha: (Yes, everyone can understand her, she's speaking English)

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: ~ws~ I believe they would be cleansed, immediately, ma'am, *he says calmly.* ~ws~ Not accused first. Priorities.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She gets it now. They saw only from their eyes, and not from the other's.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: "We would." He nods, chastened.

Eddie: i can see both sides. *very quietly*

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: She just wants to facepalm as she listens to Joshua.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: A slow nod. But again, as to what, who knows.

Singha: "The Asians did not accuse. They simply pointed out the terms of allowing you into their territory. And why should they spend their Gnosis on you, who are not polite enough to admit you were tainted and request such a thing from them politely adn with respect?"

Singha: "You Wyrmcomers so often think only of taking and not of what you ask for, nor of giving in return so that the exchanges may continue. You did not even offer anything to my Grandson for his help, other than to order him to return what you had reclaimed from the Wyrm back to the Deadlands."

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: ~ws~ It would be more offensive of me to offer an apology for that which I do not believe in. I can see your side, ma'am, but they were wrong as well. Yet I do not see anyone approaching them. I told them we needed cleansing, and they ignored me.

Eddie: *nods* he did. and i asked about cleansing the items. *sighs softly, fingers rubbing Josh's thick fur* i think the biggest failing we had was that we all--both sides--clung to our views. our misconceptions, prejudices...that was wrong of us.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: Laidan nods slowly. "We were wrong. And we hope... that be using the torc, we can fix the mistakes we have made."

Singha: "You told them as a wolf, Fatal Error. Perhaps they are not wolves?"

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: She does indeed facepalm as she listens to them. Her understanding of the whole garou thing, was that they were here to serve Gaia, and her generals were these spirits.

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: *And this perhaps did not occur to him at all.* ~ws~ Then I am sorry. I thought they were simply being rude.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: "We saw... with our eyes." She says quietly. "We were wrong. And we wish to make right our wrongs."

Singha: "And perhaps you do not understand that to perform a cleansing costs the ritemaster gnosis? And puts him or her at risk? So for you to demand a cleansing because you had dirtied yourselves from people who were already granting you the favor of hunting on their lands might appear...greedy, might it not?"

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ((our eyes ONLY))

Singha: Blind Rock Mother seems to be trying to understand Josh's position, and while she is not directly ignorign the others, she seems to be focused on Josh.

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: ~ws~ Gnosis is the mother's gift to us. And had I the ability to cleanse, I would not charge those to use it. Laidan never does. There are... all levels of perception. I am simply saying... they judged us as well. Nate was... a wonderful, invaluable friend on this journey. And they looked at him with mistrust as well.

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: ~ws~ You say demand as well. I asked.

Eddie: *sighs softly* when i repeated Josh's words, when i said my own...if i had gotten any acknowledgement from anyone else i'd've finished the thought. cleanse the things so you don't suffer from them like we did. and for all of me they could've had them afterward.*quietly*

Singha: "And I am grateful to you all for putting aside your prejudices regarding my Grandson. It is not easy for those who associate the Wyrm...with worms...to accept such things do good in this world."

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: Her head shifts, just slightly, as he name is mentioned.

Eddie: *just looks at the ground, chewing her lip*

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He remains there silent, listening. Letting the Omega explain his position...he has complete faith in the man, as he does the rest of his pack.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: "Nate is a good person," she murmurs quietly, "and I am grateful for him, and am honored to know him."

Singha: She looks toward Eddie. "You have all chosen an Alpha to represent you. It would have been rude of them to acknoweledge an offer that contradicted the words of your Alpha."

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ((for his help. TYPOS AHOY))

Eddie: *still softly* he's beautiful. *she said it once before. she still believes it. doesn't look up from the ground, though*

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: ~ws~ Deeds, not words, are what proves one. He was selfless, and I would be proud to call him an ally, as you should be proud to call him family.

Eddie: *nods slightly* i suspect i was thinking what he was, though. so, maybe Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale figured that...or maybe he didn't hear me. wasn't talking loud then, either.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He lowers his head, nodding. "I should have spoken quite differently...I realize this, now."

Singha: Blind Rock Mother nods to what Eddie says, looking thoughtful. "You seek to cleanse this torc, in order to form a pack, to gain the notice of a Totem, do you not?"

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice Vespucci: Stands silent, listening, learning.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: "That is part of it, Blind Rock Mother. We also seek to cleanse the torc so that we can use it to cleanse the Bear Totem of the Court's sentai, and save them and Mera and Great White Mouse, our Caern's totems, as well as Metoac."

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: "And to save a Sentai." Quietly. "And which will, in turn... to save Mera. Great White Mouse told use we could not enter the dream relam of the bear... unless we were all connected somehow. Or we would get lost. To regain the totem... helps fulfill what we need to do to save th Sentai."

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: A slow nod to Troy.

Eddie: *nods slightly, looking at the ground and petting Josh*

Singha: "Then your intentions are good, but you are unseasoned. What totem do you seek to lead you? What totem do you think your actions would most attract?"

Singha: She slowly hobbles over to a rock sticking out of the marsh in the way that old people do. She slowly lowers herself to the rock and sits down, leaning on her stick.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: "I think that, actions for today aside, we work to unite." He looks around. "We are many tribes, coming together. Our actions in cleansing Bear will work toward the good of many disparate groups. And we have pledged to honor Metoac, and help her be free, which is the very spirit of uniting."

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: "We are young... but we will learn." She lifts her head slightly. "I have always believed... a totem sought you, not you sought a totem. You may have one in mind, but there is no garuntee that totem will take you. We have worked hard to acheieve her goals, we have tried to be diplomatic, though we have made errors. We have stuck together, and tried to teach one another in what ways we can." A nod to Troy, and a little smile. "We have pulled together. United. And wish to unite more."

Eddie: *nods slowly. that has a good feel to it. fingers of her other hand touching the ground gently*

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: *The occasional lick of Eddie's kneecap, and a small nip, not painful, to distract her, is evident in his movements, to keep her focused. Otherwise, he simply soaks up the pettings, and listens.*

Eddie: *grateful for the distractions. keeps petting him gently*

Singha: She considers what Troy and Laidan have said very seriously, then looks to Josh, Des, and Eddie. "When the Wyrmcomers came, and slaughtered those who honored me, I fell into slumber, and dreamed dreams of rage and revenge."

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She listens to what Blind Rock Mother says, tilting her head. It sounds much like Metoac.

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: *He watches her for a moment, head swiveling back to the old woman. Anger was an uncontrolled emotion. That he could understand. Though he figured that was not the purpose of the statement.*

Desire Surfs-with-Mice: She can imagine... or maybe she can't, but she gets the sentiment.

Eddie: *has had more than a few dreams like that. for less cause than Blind Rock Mother, too. bites her lip*

Singha: "But then a Wyrmcomer from the place you call a city came with one of Uktena's children, and they danced together to awaken me, in order to ask me to cleanse three Wyrmcomer child who had been much abused. The two girl-children I could help somewhat quickly...but the boy...I had to take him into my lodge."

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She frowns. Abuse is wrong. Abuse on children is just downright horrible.

Eddie: *stays quiet, listening carefully*

Desire Surfs-with-Mice: Quietly listens, head bowed, stance respectful.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He listens quietly to BRM, absorbing the story.

Singha: "I took the boy--a wyrmcomer boy--into my lodge, because the Uktena claimed his father as his own. So that the wyrmcomer child was a brother to the uktena, and so I could not refuse, despite my rage. And for three moons the boy lived with me in my lodge, and I transformed the Wyrm in him...into Wyld."

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She listens. Quietly.

Singha: She looks intently at Josh with those blind, milky eyes. "I understand your rage, ahroun. I understand it well. But I would be still trapped in my dreams of revenge, had i not opened my heart and found a Grandson with whom to share my gifts."

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: *He breathes deeply, and leans back, just a bit. Intimidated, perhaps. But he does not respond. What do you say?*

Singha: She looks to Troy. "I will cleanse this torc for you, but i must take it into my lodge to do so. If you are sincere in your desires for unity and diplomacy, you should see out the Great Peace Tree. There is an Eagle who sits atop this tree, who may favor you as a totem. You may say that i sent you to him, in gratitude for your acceptance of my Grandson."

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: "Thank you." She whispers.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: He nods, smiling at that. Eagle is good, very good. His head bows. "Of course, Blind Rock Mother. Thank you. Where is the Great Peace tree, if I may ask?"

Singha: "Tell him that you claim Metoac as your Royoneh."

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She steps, and then pauses. "Blind Rock Mother... may I ask what a Royoneh is?"

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: She's glad Laidan asked that.

Singha: She points with her stick across the glade. "It is where all the rivers have thier source, at the edge of the Handsome Lake."

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: A nod. "Thank you."

Singha: "A Royoneh is the Elder Woman who chooses her represantative to the Haudenosaunee."

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: "Thank you Blind Rock Mother." She bows, smiling a bit, and turns to follow after Troy.

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: *He brings up the rear, just right behind Eddie, to keep her concentrating. Of course, parting her ways with the torc might help.*

Eddie: *smiles softly. and nods*

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: Another nod, as he takes that new knowledge and absorbs it. He then looks to the rest of the pack, and gestures in the direction BRM pointed. "Let us speak with the Eagle." A last, grateful bow to BRM, and he moves to lead them off.

Singha: She holds the stick out to pick up the torc, then turns back into that pink wrinkly thing and melts back under the marshy ground.

Eddie: *she follows Troy , giving Josh a soft rumble of gratitude. pausing once to bow toward the old lady, murmuring* thank you, ma'am.....and i thank Nate, too.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: She wraps an arm back around Eddie as they move.

Desiree Surfs-with-Mice: Bows deeply then goes off with her pack.

Singha: (ok so who's repping the pack to Eagle?)

Eddie: *a sudden, deep sigh of relief. and she continues on. still feeling not-so-fresh in a way, but at least that's not doing its thing at her anymore....*

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((*Raises hand*))

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((Unless someone else would rather, that is.))

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: Laidan hugs her tightly as they walk. (Troy *L*)

Eddie: *leans against Lai, with a soft sniff, throwing Josh a small, warm smile*

Eddie: ((*points to Troy* carry on, fearless leader. *G* heh. FL.))

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((Fangs likey Eagle, Fangs likey Eagle...))

Singha: (ok since i really really need to focus on this other scene, let's have Troy roll his cha+rituals and hope he doesn't botch?)

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: ((Naw, let me do it! With my Charisma 2 dice and upped diff of FURY!))

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((Sounds like a plan. Spending an GN to get my +2 bonus from Sokol. And hoping that Eagles like Falcons.))

Eddie: ((*chwertles at Josh* hey, good idea. *BG* Eddie just has to outrun ONE other person........*snugs a Josh*))

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((And spending my LAST WP on this one. Oh, yeah, you know that was coming.))

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: 4,9,6,4,4,6,

Singha: Okay, you guys find an very very tall pine tree with an eagle sitting atop it. Troy makes his request, and the eagle takes five arrows and wraps a cord around them to bind them together and throws the bundle of arrows down to you, telling you that it symbolizes how as a pack you must be united in thought, belief and action. He tells you your bans and grants you your gifts and you guys can look that up in the WW:tA REv I believe.

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((It's actually in the CoG revised Trbie Book. I'll copy and past it here, gimme a sec.))

: (ah okies, sorry)

: (And that's it for this, BRM needs a week or so to cleanse the torc.)

Joshua "Fatal Error" Coil: ((Gack... gotta run for dinner...))

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: Eagle is a fierce fighter who aids Garou in honorable struggles and in building and upholding just societies. He loves those who cry for justice and hates cowardice and disunity.

Traits: Eagle grants three extra dice for any endeavor that the pack shares. In a pack of his which fights together, no member can suffer fox frenzy. Silver Fangs are prone to respect children of Eagle.

Ban: Eagle demands that his Children oppose injustice and work to build and maintain a just society. Simply killing evil people is not enough; Eagle’s children must involve themselves in local government or politics to some extent, working positively toward a better society.

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ((Thanks Singha. Thank you everyone *hugs*))

Eddie: ((thanks! *hugs all around*))

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((Yay!! Package for the Sept! WHOOOOO! *Ahem* I mean, um...excellent. Yes. *Tries to act all Troy-like*))

Laidan Sees-With-The-Heart: ((... dude. Even Troy would have to grin and have a drink after this.))

Eddie: ((*giggles at Jer impishly*))

Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale: ((Yes, yes he would. *G*))