Chapter 1: To Look Up

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Nov 25, 2025 9:15 pm
Of the three, the woman takes a small step forward and bows in almost a flourish.

"Dear Garou, greetings. I am the one who introduced myself as 'Dust Eater', this is 'Voice of Rust', as he was heard too, and on the other side we have Ulysses from the Silverfangs, who does not yet have a deed name."

She looks back and forth between the two of them.

"And who do we have the pleasure of meeting? Ash from where? And you?"

When she asks the last question, she looks at Staś. In doing so, she manages not to come across as inquisitorial, but rather as politely interested, almost hospitable.
Nov 25, 2025 11:12 pm
Rub it in why don'tcha thought Ulysses. He eyed up the two newcomers. He was starting to think he should have chased after that little flame spirit. He felt slightly more of a kinship to flame spirits than he did four random Garou, maybe this was why he didn't have a deed name, or a pack.

"Ash, cool name," he said leaning against a tree. If Ash was a deed name they'd probably get along. Then he'd be the only one here without a deed name, which sucked, unless the other guy was a newbie too.
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Nov 26, 2025 9:05 am
Greetings Ulysses from the Silverfangs
Ash performs a overly ceremonious bow, all while keeping eye contact. A slight provocation.
I am Aisling Byrne, but you may call me Ash, of the Black Fury tribe, Cliath of the new moon.
OOC:
Cliath is the garu name for rank 1
click-clack goes her beeds.

She turns to Dust Eater
Greetings Dust Eater of unknown clan and moon
click-clack goes her beeds.

She turns to Voice of Rust
Greetings Voice of Rust of unknown clan and moon
click-clack goes her beeds.

She sniffs Ulysses, as she does the rest.
Staś as picked up a bit of taint, and I will tent to it later. Just going to see if there is further need to extend the rite
A moment later she is satisfied. It doesn't not seem to be the case. She adds smilingly.
[ +- ] Tribe:Sense Wyrm
Ash
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Rolls

PER + Occult - (3d10+1d10)

(375) + (1) = 16

Nov 26, 2025 11:13 am
Staś glances at Ash as she mentions his taint. It doesn't look like the sort of thing you'd add to an introduction. After all, it is not really something you'd put on your CV, is it?

"Stanisław, of Gaia's ... children half moon." He tries to remember how Garou introduce themselves and copy the others. "But call me Staś, with a sh, like she, easier to pronounce."

He feels like asking everyone what they are doing here. After all, he expected to meet with one informant, not an entire pack of wolves. But something in the air distracts him. A new smell. Smoke. In a park. At night? Unlikely to be someone having a summer BBQ.

"What's that smell?"
OOC:
Going to have to investigate :D
[ +- ] Curiosity (2 pt. Flaw)
Nov 26, 2025 11:48 am
Smoke? Where is that coming from?
Once Ash is made aware of this new smell, she had been so focused on wyrm taint, she wanted to investigate... After the introductions.
Ash
[ +- ] Curiosity (2 pt. Flaw)
Nov 26, 2025 3:07 pm
With a grin that has lost all trace of kindness, Anuket takes the opportunity to correct the Ragabash. She points to Rust and herself.

"Well, we both introduced ourselves correctly with a howl. But of course, I can't expect a New Moon to have the same memory as a Gibbous Moon."

With a wave of her hand, she introduces Rust first, then herself again.

"This is Voice of Rust, theurge of the Bone Gnawers. I am Dust Eater, metis Galliard of the Silent Striders."

With her smile unchanged, she points to the next person on her side:

"And, just to be sure: this is Ulysses of the Silverfangs."

With a deep nod or a slight bow, she repeats the introductions of the others.

"Greetings, Stanisław, Philodox of the Children of Gaia, and RagabAsh of the Black Furies."

She doesn't seem to have noticed the smoke yet.
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Nov 26, 2025 5:14 pm
An odd gathering, of many tribes. Voice-of-Rust remained squatted, watching, judging. There was a lot of introducing, perhaps more than was necessary. He watched Ash's bauble, wondering if it was a talisman similar to his own that led her here. He deemed it best to ask. The smoke did not distract him. Likely humans were close by, doing whatever humans did. It was negligible compared to the overwhelming smells of the city.
"We are introduced. Now, why are you here? And do you know why we are here?"
It was an odd set of questions, but Theurges did tend to think a little more aetherically when primarily living in the umbra..
Nov 26, 2025 6:09 pm
https://i.imgur.com/98erE6o.jpeg

As you look around you see a tiny sprite like creature made yellow fire.

You can see a trail of singed leaves in the direction it came from.
Nov 26, 2025 7:20 pm
"Hey again little buddy!" Ulysses kneeled down, for all the world he looked like he was trying to draw the little flame's attention like it was a kitten." He pulled a Zippo lighter out of his pocket, flicking it on. "Do you wanna be friends?" Ulysses always felt like fire was a part of his spirit, his energy. It sounded New Age and weird, but that's the way it was.
OOC:
Ulysses is legitimately trying to befriend the spirit.
Nov 26, 2025 8:20 pm
Meanwhile, Voice-of-Rust could actually speak to spirits. He inclined his head to the spirit but his odd eyes never left it for a flame spirit could be destructive by nature. Still, it was not far removed from his kin-spirit in terms of purpose. With respect he addressed it, his voice warping and becoming incomprehensible to those who lacked the gift..
OOC:
Spirit Speech Gift:
"Spirit of Flame, Fickle your Flame, why are you here, so far from the Umbra?"
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Nov 27, 2025 10:26 am
Oh I didn't forget anything Dust Eater. Introducing yourself as a Metis - not an optimal strategy.
Next time, leave that revelation to the first meeting. I have witnessed Shadow Lords that came out in force, ready for bloodshed, because a metis was standing at their border.
[ +- ] Eidetic Memory (2 pt. Merit)
She waves at Staś. I mostly did it to teach Staś, who is dangerously uninformed about... everything.
Besides, I have never met a Galliard, who didn't love to speak about themselves.

When seeing the fire spirit, Ash grabs a dry branch and breaks it in two. Then she offers the splintered edges to Ulysses. Offer it this instead. It's cleaner than the Zippo fuel.
Ash
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Nov 27, 2025 2:44 pm
Staś looks confused when Ash mentions him. Was what he can only assume to be some sort of blatant insult or, at the very least, an offensive remark, really meant to teach him something important? He remembers being told about how Garous can be humans or wolves or... something else, something forbidden, something which this metis probably is.

But he doesn't interfere, not wanting to cause trouble before any was needed. His attention was elsewhere anyway. His curiosity was draw to the tiny fire thing. Being the first time he sees one of these, he tries to take in everything the others are doing to interact with the creature. Particularly Voice-of-Rust and his warped incomprehensible words.
Nov 27, 2025 6:07 pm
Ulysses takes the offered twig. "Thanks Ash." His other hand searches through his pocket. coming out with a McDonald's receipt and a candy bar wrapper. "He looks at the little flame spirit smiling wide. "Hey buddy, wanna burn stuff?"
Nov 27, 2025 6:14 pm
The creature looks at you all, cocking its head. You can tell it does not understand any of you-- including the Spirit Speech. Despite appearances, this creature must not be a spirit.

It speaks, an unintelligible spew of syllables, which you recognize as some human tongue-- though not one you've ever heard spoken before.
OOC:
I will takes Intelligence Academics rolls to identify the language.
Then, it darts off heaving further into the forest and igniting the underbrush in it's wake.
Nov 27, 2025 6:33 pm
[ +- ] Jack-Of-All-Trades (3 pt. Merit)
Ash

Rolls

INT + Academics - (2d10+0d10)

(54) + (0) = 9

Nov 27, 2025 7:02 pm
OOC:
Voice-of-Rust fails his roll
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Rolls

Int+academics - (2d10)

(43) = 7

Nov 27, 2025 8:56 pm
"Don't look at me. I majored in Phys Ed" With that Ulysses started to change, his features shifted, he became more wolfish, if wolves were the size of large ponies. He wiggled his way out of his clothing as he took off after the little flame creature.
OOC:
I spend a Rage point to shift to Hispo form.
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Rolls

Now for the chase! (Dex + Athletics) - (7d10)

(1276943) = 32

Forgot my bonus from Hispo form - (2d10)

(88) = 16

Nov 27, 2025 10:55 pm
OOC:
Int/Acad (languages)

Rolls

Discern language - (5d10)

(316410) = 24

Nov 28, 2025 12:39 am
[ +- ] Dust Eater
Ulysses charges off after the creature, catching up to it a little ways down the path, but what to do with it?

As the others follow, you find a clearing- well, it's a clearing now as much of it is on fire. More of the strange sprite creatures are here, dancing and playing in the flames, and something else-- what looks like a woman, but consumed by flames, strange script written all over her body, flames pouring out of her in all directions, chanting something in the same strange tongue the sprites used. . .
OOC:
This would be initiative, but the creatures are all preoccupied burning stuff so you can all act normally. You can get another languages roll for the script/her new more expansive dialect as well.
https://i.imgur.com/zTaj97L.jpeg
Nov 28, 2025 2:03 am
Ulysses skids to a stop, his back legs kicking out to the side as he sees the strange sight ahead of him. This was way weirder than he expected tonight. He might need to beat some respect into these flaming whatever they weres!

Rolls

Initiative - (d10+6)

(1) + 6 = 7

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