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− | {{tab}}The patrol was going aces, nothing out of sight or out of mind, till they reach just outside of the bawn. Nothing happens out this far normally, maybe a few lost joggers or hikers but never anything major. But as they turn the corner through the woods bright lights that seem to be filling the night like a UFO, dancing through the trees casting huge shadows ahead in the clearing. From the current position the group can't see what is going on yet, but sounds can be heard talking loudly, the sound of machines moving, the sound of technology and a car engines. Then the sound of someone yelling something and then gun fire, screaming running, explosions it seems like they have stumbled into a battle, or something major going on so near to the bawn. Feet running, screaming diving, it is truly a battle for the ages, the sound of a car flipping over, and then the smell of fire and burning. | + | {{tab}}The patrol was going aces, nothing out of sight or out of mind, till they reach just outside of the bawn. Nothing happens out this far normally, maybe a few lost joggers or hikers but never anything major. But as they turn the corner through the woods bright lights that seem to be filling the night like a UFO, dancing through the trees casting huge shadows ahead in the clearing. From the current position the group can't see what is going on yet, but sounds can be heard talking loudly, the sound of machines moving, the sound of technology and a car engines. Then the sound of someone yelling something and then gun fire, screaming running, explosions it seems like they have stumbled into a battle, or something major going on so near to the bawn. Feet running, screaming diving, it is truly a battle for the ages, the sound of a car flipping over, and then the smell of fire and burning.</font> |
Khol would have his scoped rifle for this kind of patrol. and hearing the commotion, as the others approach, he begins to look through the scope to try and identify the trouble. | Khol would have his scoped rifle for this kind of patrol. and hearing the commotion, as the others approach, he begins to look through the scope to try and identify the trouble. | ||
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− | But you notice one of them is moving closer, to a spot with garou items, his camera will be in your ritual spot, a few days ago someone was out here to do a rite of cleansing on a wyrm effected Kinfolk, you heard it did not get well. That a bane was left behind, they had trapped in it in a tree here, waiting for the ruling of the sept of what to do next, that young kid is heading right for it, and he seems to be clumsy as he is tripping over rocks, and everything else in his path. | + | But you notice one of them is moving closer, to a spot with garou items, his camera will be in your ritual spot, a few days ago someone was out here to do a rite of cleansing on a wyrm effected Kinfolk, you heard it did not get well. That a bane was left behind, they had trapped in it in a tree here, waiting for the ruling of the sept of what to do next, that young kid is heading right for it, and he seems to be clumsy as he is tripping over rocks, and everything else in his path.</font> |
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That white wolf would give his own huff of reply, confirming what's requested and he'd ghost into the shadows of the forest. White. vanishing into the woods? Well. It's a thing. He's actually not that bad at it, overall. Either way, he'd keep low, waiting for that cue to act. | That white wolf would give his own huff of reply, confirming what's requested and he'd ghost into the shadows of the forest. White. vanishing into the woods? Well. It's a thing. He's actually not that bad at it, overall. Either way, he'd keep low, waiting for that cue to act. | ||
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After shifting behind a tree, Troy comes out with torn jeans and an open shirt flannel that he buttons up to hide most of the scars and interesting patterns of ink he has. He is shoeless as well and his hair is mussed up. He flashes a grin to Khol and then starts forward quickly at a run, waving his hands in the air. "HEY! HEEEEEEEY!" He calls out as he beelines for the kid. "Holy shit, people! Does anyone have a phone?! My brother and I have been out here for three hours!" As he puts on a performance, he gives a few stumbles along the way as if he has a sore hip. His eyes are wide and he looks panicky. | After shifting behind a tree, Troy comes out with torn jeans and an open shirt flannel that he buttons up to hide most of the scars and interesting patterns of ink he has. He is shoeless as well and his hair is mussed up. He flashes a grin to Khol and then starts forward quickly at a run, waving his hands in the air. "HEY! HEEEEEEEY!" He calls out as he beelines for the kid. "Holy shit, people! Does anyone have a phone?! My brother and I have been out here for three hours!" As he puts on a performance, he gives a few stumbles along the way as if he has a sore hip. His eyes are wide and he looks panicky. | ||
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Khol is quiet, simply looking as exhausted as he can. he licks his lips as if thirsty. he leaves the lead to troy. but supports him | Khol is quiet, simply looking as exhausted as he can. he licks his lips as if thirsty. he leaves the lead to troy. but supports him | ||
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− | The action is getting more intense people screaming yelling, the boy with the camera inching closer to the bane, but as Troy yells it all stops in confusion, the man in the turn flips on the mic screaming into it quickly."STOP! Scene violated." Everything stops, they look fucking pissed someone running at the car with a fire hose, atatched to a tank on the back of a truck to put it out, under it was a jeep for kids it seems they have repainted and drived it by remote, everyone is gathering around the two hurt people. "Fucking hell, we came out here to get this done." The director jumps down from the tree, walking towards them and yes he has a fedora, and a neckbeard. | + | The action is getting more intense people screaming yelling, the boy with the camera inching closer to the bane, but as Troy yells it all stops in confusion, the man in the turn flips on the mic screaming into it quickly."STOP! Scene violated." Everything stops, they look fucking pissed someone running at the car with a fire hose, atatched to a tank on the back of a truck to put it out, under it was a jeep for kids it seems they have repainted and drived it by remote, everyone is gathering around the two hurt people. "Fucking hell, we came out here to get this done." The director jumps down from the tree, walking towards them and yes he has a fedora, and a neckbeard.</font> |
As he pants and wheezes, Troy comes to a stop as he reaches out to grab the young boy, stumbling forward to deter him away from the bane tree. "Anyone got water?" He coughs out as he gives a lick of his lips. "We've been walking for hours. There's a bear nearby and we weren't about to get killed. Holy fuck, man. That fucker is /huge/. It followed us the last few miles and I /think/ we ditched it." He coughs a few more times. | As he pants and wheezes, Troy comes to a stop as he reaches out to grab the young boy, stumbling forward to deter him away from the bane tree. "Anyone got water?" He coughs out as he gives a lick of his lips. "We've been walking for hours. There's a bear nearby and we weren't about to get killed. Holy fuck, man. That fucker is /huge/. It followed us the last few miles and I /think/ we ditched it." He coughs a few more times. | ||
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− | "Fucking hell, pack it up gang, we will do this another fucking day." The director narrows his green eyes, as he bites his lip with a little sigh."I know prof James, told us to find a spot that paid for it, and shit. Come on we will do it his fucking way, you bastards." With that he is storming off, the crew is packing it in with a annoyed little sigh, and then with that within 15 mintues they are leaving, on the way out one of them hands a water bottle to Troy, the cars are off now it is just the garou, and kin in the middle of the woods alone. | + | "Fucking hell, pack it up gang, we will do this another fucking day." The director narrows his green eyes, as he bites his lip with a little sigh."I know prof James, told us to find a spot that paid for it, and shit. Come on we will do it his fucking way, you bastards." With that he is storming off, the crew is packing it in with a annoyed little sigh, and then with that within 15 mintues they are leaving, on the way out one of them hands a water bottle to Troy, the cars are off now it is just the garou, and kin in the middle of the woods alone.</font> |
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Khol nods "Your return will be safe, and if it manifests....I'll be ready." | Khol nods "Your return will be safe, and if it manifests....I'll be ready." | ||
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− | The world on the other side is clean, it is not tainted it all it seems the sept has been doing a good job here, except for that tree is a mess. There is an old man sitting down on it with a wicked smile, way too large for his mouth, the teeth out three inches from the end of his mouth, his eyes hidden behind a pair of glasses."Hello, dearest dearest Garou. Are you here to kill me?" | + | {{tab}}The world on the other side is clean, it is not tainted it all it seems the sept has been doing a good job here, except for that tree is a mess. There is an old man sitting down on it with a wicked smile, way too large for his mouth, the teeth out three inches from the end of his mouth, his eyes hidden behind a pair of glasses."Hello, dearest dearest Garou. Are you here to kill me?"</font> |
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Starchaser follows after Weathers-the-Storm, shifting so easily up to hispo. Her teeth land and move to rip in further, but is unable to get more than was already taken off. | Starchaser follows after Weathers-the-Storm, shifting so easily up to hispo. Her teeth land and move to rip in further, but is unable to get more than was already taken off. | ||
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− | The bane giggles, loving the carnage, the blood, the violence even if it to itself, with a swing of his cleaved arm out towards the target, as the claw is wraps around her with a wicked little chuckle. It is trying to poke into the flesh, as if it is trying to insert something, but the bane stumbles not able to do it with a shout of pure rage, as he stumbles back, looking for an odd. On the ground a small blood red seed is twitching back and forth on the ground. | + | The bane giggles, loving the carnage, the blood, the violence even if it to itself, with a swing of his cleaved arm out towards the target, as the claw is wraps around her with a wicked little chuckle. It is trying to poke into the flesh, as if it is trying to insert something, but the bane stumbles not able to do it with a shout of pure rage, as he stumbles back, looking for an odd. On the ground a small blood red seed is twitching back and forth on the ground.</font> |
Revision as of 13:07, 4 July 2019
Red Seed | |
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Bane at a film site | |
IC Date | June 12,2019 |
IC Time | Evening |
Players | Ildar, Johanna, Khol, Skully, Troy Darius Yates as ST |
Location | Outside the Bawn |
Spheres | Gaian Garou |
The patrol was going aces, nothing out of sight or out of mind, till they reach just outside of the bawn. Nothing happens out this far normally, maybe a few lost joggers or hikers but never anything major. But as they turn the corner through the woods bright lights that seem to be filling the night like a UFO, dancing through the trees casting huge shadows ahead in the clearing. From the current position the group can't see what is going on yet, but sounds can be heard talking loudly, the sound of machines moving, the sound of technology and a car engines. Then the sound of someone yelling something and then gun fire, screaming running, explosions it seems like they have stumbled into a battle, or something major going on so near to the bawn. Feet running, screaming diving, it is truly a battle for the ages, the sound of a car flipping over, and then the smell of fire and burning.
Khol would have his scoped rifle for this kind of patrol. and hearing the commotion, as the others approach, he begins to look through the scope to try and identify the trouble.
But you notice one of them is moving closer, to a spot with garou items, his camera will be in your ritual spot, a few days ago someone was out here to do a rite of cleansing on a wyrm effected Kinfolk, you heard it did not get well. That a bane was left behind, they had trapped in it in a tree here, waiting for the ruling of the sept of what to do next, that young kid is heading right for it, and he seems to be clumsy as he is tripping over rocks, and everything else in his path.
Moving with the others in the patrol, he slows at the sounds ahead of them. Ears perk up, then back with a quiet growl as he'd peer through the foliage at those ahead. That pack link is used with the others. <<A movie. Out here. A bunch of kids.. This is where that bane got stuck in a tree and one of them is stumbling towards it. We're about to have trouble if we don't break this up. Orders, StarChaser-Rhya?>>
As he trots along with the pack, Mercy's Wings is keeping close to the kinfolk as he is the rear of the pack. Rank may have something to do with it. At the sound of noise and lights, his ears jerk forward, nose tilting as he sniffs a few times. << If they are filming a new Twilight film, I'll be very upset. >> He hunkers low to the ground, chuffing. << Khol can act as a ranger and demand a permit, can tell them that this is dangerous due to wolves. I can then cause distractions. >> He suggests as he glances to Star-Chaser.
Starchaser watches and sees it all. Not a good scene around here. Who gives permits for this? Obviously a rogue production! >> We need to make a distraction for the kid. Protect the veil. Then we take out the bane for good. Mercy's Wings - protect the human. Get over there, shift to homid, and get him away. Khol - help him. Be lost hikers or something. Honor's Keeper and I will get to the tree - stealth mode. <<
Mercy's-Wings gives a chuff of affirmation. He starts for a tree to shift behind out of sight.
Khol nods and sets the rifle safely hidden at the base of a tree. the will kneel down and get a handful of dirt, and muss himself, tugging g his clothes to make it appear he has been struggling in the wild, not moving easily. but he wont approach alone, until Mercy's wing is ready.
That white wolf would give his own huff of reply, confirming what's requested and he'd ghost into the shadows of the forest. White. vanishing into the woods? Well. It's a thing. He's actually not that bad at it, overall. Either way, he'd keep low, waiting for that cue to act.
After shifting behind a tree, Troy comes out with torn jeans and an open shirt flannel that he buttons up to hide most of the scars and interesting patterns of ink he has. He is shoeless as well and his hair is mussed up. He flashes a grin to Khol and then starts forward quickly at a run, waving his hands in the air. "HEY! HEEEEEEEY!" He calls out as he beelines for the kid. "Holy shit, people! Does anyone have a phone?! My brother and I have been out here for three hours!" As he puts on a performance, he gives a few stumbles along the way as if he has a sore hip. His eyes are wide and he looks panicky.
Starchaser just - disappears. She may be black and white in this form, but she is not heard at all as she moves around and out toward the tree in question - while keeping tabs on the rest of her pack.
Khol is quiet, simply looking as exhausted as he can. he licks his lips as if thirsty. he leaves the lead to troy. but supports him
The action is getting more intense people screaming yelling, the boy with the camera inching closer to the bane, but as Troy yells it all stops in confusion, the man in the turn flips on the mic screaming into it quickly."STOP! Scene violated." Everything stops, they look fucking pissed someone running at the car with a fire hose, atatched to a tank on the back of a truck to put it out, under it was a jeep for kids it seems they have repainted and drived it by remote, everyone is gathering around the two hurt people. "Fucking hell, we came out here to get this done." The director jumps down from the tree, walking towards them and yes he has a fedora, and a neckbeard.
As he pants and wheezes, Troy comes to a stop as he reaches out to grab the young boy, stumbling forward to deter him away from the bane tree. "Anyone got water?" He coughs out as he gives a lick of his lips. "We've been walking for hours. There's a bear nearby and we weren't about to get killed. Holy fuck, man. That fucker is /huge/. It followed us the last few miles and I /think/ we ditched it." He coughs a few more times.
"Fucking hell, pack it up gang, we will do this another fucking day." The director narrows his green eyes, as he bites his lip with a little sigh."I know prof James, told us to find a spot that paid for it, and shit. Come on we will do it his fucking way, you bastards." With that he is storming off, the crew is packing it in with a annoyed little sigh, and then with that within 15 mintues they are leaving, on the way out one of them hands a water bottle to Troy, the cars are off now it is just the garou, and kin in the middle of the woods alone.
Watching them head off as he sips from the water, Troy passes it to Khol, giving him a shit eating grin. "Easy peasy cider squeezy." He drawls out as he gives a motion back to where they came. "Clear!" He hollers out once the cars are long gone.
Khol accepts the water, takes a sniff, then a sniff. "Nicely done." he compliments.
Starchaser is still silent. Unseen. Approaching the tree still, she calls out on the pack link, >> Regroup. Meet near the bane tree. We need to destroy it and cleanse the area. No more close calls. <<
Ildar would stealth closer to the tree himself. A simple confirmation given across that link as he'd approach close to the tree, studying it. A slow inhale would give that sense the wyrm a go. Just to make sure the bane is there. He doesn't come out of hiding yet. Better to be ready in case they're going to have to ambush this, right?
Starchaser does her own check of the tree. >> Bane is still in the tree. Alright everyone. We need to do this smart, and destroy the tree and the bane within. Ideas? << Much easier when they have something already attacking.
Crouched low, Honor's Keeper eyes the tree. <<Can we purify the tree? I know they locked the bane in here. Otherwise.. can Khol pull it out of the tree and we kill the bane?>> He'd speak over that pack link, no sound given to give away positions. Just in case.
Khol offers "Spirits are, oddly , not something I know. I can see and draw out its primal essence, but it will struggle if I do. and depending on its power,,,, it could take time..
Blurring down to hispo form once more, Mercy's Wings gives a few sniffs of the air. << We will have to go to the other side unless we can convince the spirit to leave the tree? >> He asks as he stares at the tree in question angrily.
Starchaser listens to each in turn. Over the pack link she shares her decision, >> We need to go into the Umbra. Khol, stay topside and let us know what you see here. Honor's Keeper, Mercy's Wings - let's cross over. << She is no Theurge, but she knows that the bane was trapped here and anything this close to the bawn needs to be dealt with and cleansed - all the way.
Khol nods "Your return will be safe, and if it manifests....I'll be ready."
The world on the other side is clean, it is not tainted it all it seems the sept has been doing a good job here, except for that tree is a mess. There is an old man sitting down on it with a wicked smile, way too large for his mouth, the teeth out three inches from the end of his mouth, his eyes hidden behind a pair of glasses."Hello, dearest dearest Garou. Are you here to kill me?"
Khol might not be visible to the others, but his mind is placid, if anyone were able to sneak up on him, they would find him sitting, in a lotus position, his hands folded in an intricate field before his navel, and him taking slow, deep breaths, power building, growing slowly in preparation to fight if needed.
Starchaser studies the bane they see. She does not speak out loud - just adds on the pack link, >> Very careful everyone. This is a Psychomachiae. Very powerful bane that feeds on carnage and death. It may have possessed a human. Do not fall for its tricks or get too close. <<
Once they're on the Umbra, that wolf would shift to crinos, bow ready and an arrow pulled and notched. He nods to SC, moving off to the side to make sure he has a clear field of fire. That response is given over the pack link <<Then it's time we end it and purify this space for good.>>
"Oh my name is know, my type is know, oh no no no no." The creature looks at them with a wicked smile, as it's flesh moves this way and that, the smile wider now with a chomping motion at them."But, I wish to play a game, that is all, I wish to play a game a game a game game." The voice sings songs, back and forth as it removes it's glasses quickly, under this are teeth for eyes as he slides it's long clawed fingers over its face with a nod."Might mighty warriors, will destroy me, I wish to fight fair, a game a game a game a game of riddles."
As he steps forward, Mercy's Wings takes his crinos form with a quick blur. He flicks his ears over to Starchaser-Rhya, then back towards the bane. << We are brothers and sisters of the pack Kandula's Hope. You have been touched by the taint of the dark father.>> As he speaks, he seems almost apologetic. << You have allowed yourself to stray down the wrong path and for that we must remove you from our land so that you may hopefully return to Gaia's waiting arms. >> His fur begins to sparkle in a bright silver light as he focuses. << There will be no time for games, for we do not barter with the Wyrm. We wish you luck. >>
Starchaser listens and is alarmed by this all. PACK LINK >> WEATHERS-THE-STORM! JOIN US! NEAR THE BAWN, FIND KHOL. CROSS OVER TO THE UMBRA! WE NEED YOU! <<
Khol might not be visible to the others, but his mind is placid, if anyone were able to sneak up on him, they would find him sitting in a lotus position, his hands folded in an intricate way before his navel, and him taking slow, deep breaths, power building, growing slowly in preparation to fight if needed. He will nod to Skully when he arrives "I have it here, help the others" not releasing the now palpable magic.(for skully).
The call is made and answered; there is nothing, and then the biggest goddamn wolf ever is present with Khol at its side, snarling and trembling with barely-suppressed Rage. Its single eye glows golden like a new sun, with the pit on the opposite side of its face sucking in light like a collapsed star. << I HAVE COME >> he announces in a growl, joining his pack.
With their fearless leader and Khol coming through the Umbra, Mercy's Wings takes the chance to leap forward, then off to the side as he starts to bark hysterically at the creature, bouncing, leaping. SPROING! BOING! << You wish to play a game! Then play one with me! You won't be able to touch me for you are slow and I am far too pretty! >>
HK was working with the others. As Mercy's Wing would draw it's attention away, his eyes narrowed and with a low growl, those two arrows were released in close succession. First the shot to the creatures throat, to make it shut up as the arrow lodges halfway through. The other shot to it's knee gets deflected in the bane's movement, causing the hit to deflect, rather than bite into it's knee and cause it to stagger. Lowering that bow, Ildar would pull out that axe of his. <<No more riddles. Time to end your corruption.>>
Once Ildar's arrows strike home it is only an eyeblink before the bear-sized Weathers-the-Storm follows them with a snarled << HOKA-HEY! >> and flashing fangs rending at the bane's midsection. His teeth catch, cut, and rend, tearing free with a mighty snap of his thick neck that pulls spirit-stuff along with it in a dark, ichorous spray.
With a crunch of bones and stretch of muscles, fur flies and wind swirls. Starchaser becomes a dire wolf
Starchaser follows after Weathers-the-Storm, shifting so easily up to hispo. Her teeth land and move to rip in further, but is unable to get more than was already taken off.
The bane giggles, loving the carnage, the blood, the violence even if it to itself, with a swing of his cleaved arm out towards the target, as the claw is wraps around her with a wicked little chuckle. It is trying to poke into the flesh, as if it is trying to insert something, but the bane stumbles not able to do it with a shout of pure rage, as he stumbles back, looking for an odd. On the ground a small blood red seed is twitching back and forth on the ground.
HK narrows his eyes as it'd cackle at the others ripping into it. Even if it's choking on that arrow in its throat. The viking axe he pulled out would come up, a smooth step with that massive frame and he'd pack every ounce of his strength into that hurled axe, embedding it into the middle of the Bane's forehead!
Once the battle comes to an end, Mercy's Wings gives a low chuff to the pack. << The seed of red has been planted in the ground. They are called Blood Vines . >> He says as he heads over towards it, giving a visible scowl. << They take over hosts and turn them into weapons. We need to be careful. We have to cleanse this area immediately before it takes root. Do not go near or touch it. >>
Weathers-the-Storm spits out what's gotten into his mouth, shifting back into two-legs and kneeling to observe the fallen creature. "Bleh. Damnation. Well, wasn't like we was gonna mosey along without cleansin' the place anyhow. Time to get to work.".
HK takes that moment to make sure it's not getting up from the splitting headache he gave it. A small nod in satisfaction, he walks over to the creature to retrieve his axe first, then draw free that arrow, getting the other one to add to it. Those are put nearby to be cleansed before he nods to the other, sticking to that Crinos form. >>We should do the cleansing next. To make sure it doesn't root here.<<
<< We need willow, fire and pure water to complete the task proper. >> Mercy's Wings says as he gives a few swivels of his hips. << All of which are available to us easily. I will gather the items quickly for us. >> He says as he starts off swiftly through the Umbra woods.
Skully takes out his vial of clear water and begins making sparing drips of it on the area, praying softly in Lakota and waving his trembling empty hand over the area in blessing. He moves in patient, practiced steps with his feet, using the ancient prayer like a mantra to focus Gaia's healing energies on the Umbral land.
Once the ritual is completed and the taint is chased away, Mercy's Wings takes in a deep breath and let it out. << We did a great job. Protected the veil and cleared the bane out. Not a bad patrol all things considered. >> He says happily to his friends, giving them each a nuzzle of affection here and there.
Ildar would switch back to human to help with the ritual cleansing. A pat is given to Troy's side as he looked at where it was at, then to the others. "We'll need to find out who let those guys out here. There's something more troubling than the bane here. Someone set those kids up. Someone knew that bane was there. So I think we have more investigation to do.."
Khol speaks over the pack link. "Clearly those were students. and organized. We can check the university first."