Chapter 1: To Look Up

Nov 13, 2025 2:55 am
[ +- ] Chapter 1
February 12th, 1989
Moon Phase: Half Moon (Philodox)

The Moon hangs in the clear night sky in Waller Mill Park just outside Colonial Williamsburg. The air carries a heavy charge of the supernatural, though you cannot say why. You came to the forest alone, but are you still alone? Something itches at the back of your mind as you walk deeper into the trees, the undergrowth crunching beneath your feet (or paws). . .
OOC:
And we are good to start. In your first post please introduce your character, and their reason that has drawn them to Virginia at this time.
Nov 13, 2025 7:05 pm
I pull my coat tighter around me and continue walking slowly and carefully. I wear a scarf on my head decorated with chrome pendants, just as I wear matching appliqués all over my clothes that sparkle in the moonlight. I'm not the type for shadows, so why should I try to wear something subtle?

I enjoy the cool air and gaze pensively at the clouds of breath, following the path that fate has laid out for me. The crunching under my boot soles has an attractive echo, but it doesn't carry far. I am tempted to change my rhythm, to dance through the forest, but I hold myself back with a smile. I expect to meet someone here and have no intention of stumbling at this time.

I am not aware that there is a caern or a sept here, so I am waiting before I give a greeting howlm as it is too cold for me right now. But there is something that draws me here and I have learned to follow my inspiration and dreams.
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Nov 14, 2025 6:04 pm
https://i.imgur.com/PhPeqq2.pngAll right old man. Ash whispers to the forest, her breath condenses into small clouds of steam
You brought me here. What is so special here?

A string connecting two heavy bone beads spins around in her hands, clicking and clacking as she walks down the forest road.

Oh... this is why? What is this? She notices the change in the air, and sniffs in. Is this taint or something else?


She looks around, trying to discern the source of this energy. She is without fear, standing in the middle of the forest, in her leather jacket with a Celtic cross on her shoulder.

The clicking and clacking intensify as she is readying herself for trouble.
There is a small smile on her lips.
[ +- ] Tribe:Sense Wyrm
Ash

Rolls

Occult + PER - (1d10+3d10)

(7) + (645) = 22

Nov 15, 2025 1:31 pm
Leaves gently crushed under his massive paws as Voice-of-Rust slowly made his way through the forest. He was a nightmare given form, a towering werewolf of black fur that had rough rust-colored patches erupting across his body like corrosion spreading over metal. His eyes were odd orbs of brown, but saw clearly this night.

Still, the Metis was ill at rest. He always was on this side of the gauntlet. This world had always felt hostile to him, while he was at home in the umbra surrounded by the spirits he had come to regard as close kin. He sniffed the air, looked around, pivoted his ears, looking for the source of his unease. He resented the trees. He wished for his home of concrete and steel. An odd thing for a garou, he knew well. It was not something he gave voice to for that reason. Still, he had been compelled to come, following he lead given by Mama Rat. He held up his paw, the trinket dangling from his wist from some strapping band extending under it, and he focused, feeling for its tug in a certain direction. There. He continued onward, eager to have this matter settled...
Nov 16, 2025 6:09 am
Ulysses inhaled the brisk night air. His wolf senses were sharper, but even in his human form he had the honed instincts of a predator. This was the place his ancestors had guided him to with dreams. Dreams of violence and fire. The violence didn't phase him, it probably didn't phase any Garou. And as for the fire, well, like the song said "Fire is the Devil's only friend."

Even though he was were his destiny had drawn him no destiny seemed forthcoming. Dreams were something you couldn't demand answers from. If they revealed anything they did it in their own time. He thought about shifting to his wolf form to take advantage of his wolf senses. Perhaps it was paranoia but he sensed he wasn't here alone.
OOC:
Can I make some kind of sense roll to see if anyone else is around?
Nov 16, 2025 10:32 am
OOC:
Sorry for the delay, busy weekend. should be back to 1/day. I will assume we can find each other to move the plot. Going to try a check just to warm up to the system as well.
Staś, as he was known here, sat down by the water and waited for someone... or something. He looked at the slowly waving reflection of the moon, by something felt off about it, maybe something about the way the light moved on the liquid surface... He couldn't tell exactly what it was, but it made him with uneasy.

His contacts have told him the place and the time to be, but did not specify for what. Some sort of informant with inside information on some big corps, he assumed, but looking at that moon brought back the memories of slaughter and the smell of blood. This was the same moon when it first happened... He knew they would be looking for him, they would scour the world to find him, if nothing else, just to save face.

Could this have been a set-up? Can he trust his new contacts? There was nothing to do now but wait.

*Snap*. Someone was here.

He crouched, ready to escape, and looked around for any sign of danger. He had to focus. Even if this was a set-up, those clueless soviets were not his real enemy now. Something far worse is coming and he is on to it.

There!

Is that a... teenager? He could see very well, but it was girl. Is she who he is waiting for, or just some crackhead lost in the woods?

Rolls

Stanisław (Staś) Mikołajczyk: DEX + Stanisław (Staś) Mikołajczyk: Stealth - (2d10+3d10)

(103) + (2210) = 27

Nov 16, 2025 6:59 pm
[ +- ] Anuket
[ +- ] Stanislaw
[ +- ] Voice of Rust
[ +- ] Ash
[ +- ] Ulysses
Nov 16, 2025 8:11 pm
Stanisław (Staś) Mikołajczyk & Aisling "Ash" ByrneAsh keeps clicking and clacking with her fidget toy - two bone marbles connected by a cord.

Who are you?
And why in gaias name are you tainted?

Ash sensed the Wyrm on Stanislaw
Ash


Ash puts her toy into her pocket and stands ready for the mans response. Fight? Flight? Something in between? She is not sure yet, but this could be what the old man wanted her to see.
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Nov 16, 2025 8:48 pm
Deep in the wood is a big, hulking form, larger than a regular wolf. With a deep breath, I turn towards her, a small cloud of warm air hovering shortly over my head, walking directly toward her. Up until now, there was no attack, so why should it come now? I didn't do anything to anyone in the last time, not here at least.

Enjoying the ground under my feet, the soft, crunching noise, I shorten the distance. When I'm at a range I don't have to shout but is far enough to defend myself should I err, I stop, straighten up - and growl in Garou, but in a manner of consummate elegance:

"I'm 'Dust Eater', metis Galliard of the Silent Striders. This time, this place, were laid out for me."

Let's see what happens next. The mantle was cheap, but the rest would be a pain to replace.
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Nov 17, 2025 4:45 pm
Stanisław (Staś) Mikołajczyk & Aisling "Ash" Byrne
Staś looks at the girl, studying her.

What's this tainted nonsense she is blabbing about?Could she... be one of them?

It is then he realizes the girl mentioned Gaia. Gaia as in... the tribe he was assigned, or belonged, to or something. He was still trying to figure that one out. All this werewolf business was still very new to him. Had you mentioned it to him a few years ago, he would have thought you were crazy.

"Did you... did you say Gaia? Are you also from the..." He leans closer and speaks quieter, as if sharing a secret that not even the trees should hear. "... tribe?"

This felt risky, but I guessed worse case scenario, she is just tripping on some bad acid and the whole tribe thing wouldn't sound that weird anyway.
Nov 17, 2025 5:19 pm
Stanisław (Staś) Mikołajczyk & Aisling "Ash" Byrne
Nah, I'm with the Black Furies, but the Children of Gaia are decent enough Garuo.
Are you of that tribe?


Ash studies the man.
What is with the sunglasses? Stanisław understands the question, and its only when he starts to comprise and respond that he realises that it was not English she was speaking. It was something else, part body language and part grunts.
Ash
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Nov 17, 2025 7:07 pm
Anuket "Dust Eater" Mohsen & Voice-of-Rust
The odd one approached. Voice-of-Rust watched intently for treason. It could be a Dancer for all he knew. He rarely interacted with humans, but he knew enough to know this one's appearance was abnormal. No fur. He sniffed the air. At least it did not smell foul. Then it introduced itself. It spoke in riddle, but Voice-of-Rust was well used to that from interacting with the spirits.
"Strider." Voice-of-Rust growled in reply, his massive maw forcing out the word while he paced to the side, sizing up the odd Garou. The brown orbs that were his eyes never seemed to blink, nor did they leave the newcomer. His ears twisted, checking for ambush.
"I am Voice-of-Rust of the Bone Gnawers." There was another growl. "I am here by the will of Rat."
Nov 17, 2025 8:01 pm
Voice-of-Rust & Anuket "Dust Eater" Mohsen
I stand still as the creature approaches and circles me. What else can I do, challenge it? I remain calm, listening, especially for the tell-tale sounds or silence of an attack.

Then it becomes an introduction, albeit a fragmentary one, but still a person who belongs here. A city wolf, even more so than me. Not a Philodox, they know how to introduce themselves. Not a Galliard either. An Ahroun would probably be more aggressive. That doesn't leave many possibilities.

"Voice-of-Rust, I greet you. Rat seems to have guided you well."

I slowly spread my arms, even though the cold comes closer to my skin, but that's a small price to pay right now.

"You are a guest here, just like me. I invite you to find our hosts. Or you may prefer to join me in a Howl of Introduction, however far it may reach."

Patience. Sufficient patience.
Nov 18, 2025 3:03 am
"Hi little buddy, what are you doing out here?" He reached out to it like one would reach out to pet a really cute puppy. "Do you wanna be my friend?" He had few enough friends, estranged from his family as he was. He didn't think he was guided to this by fate, or ancestors or whatever, but he was willing to accept the happy coincidence. "I've got some biz to take care of right now, but we can go burn stuff later if you want to..."
Nov 18, 2025 9:48 am
Stanisław (Staś) Mikołajczyk & Aisling "Ash" Byrne
Black furies? Staś considered the name for a moment.
Sounds like some sort of social movement... a violent, anarchic one. But she is a Garou, not just a rebel teenager, so it could mean something else entirely. He was told there were other tribes, but this was the first time he met someone from one.

"Why? you don't like my..." He stops talking as he realizes that was not English she spoke. Nothing wrong with other languages, he himself was not a native speaker. But that was something else completely.

This was the language of the wolves who guided him through the frozen tundra as he escaped. He focused for a moment. No, her smell was not the same as theirs. 

"Are you the informant I'm supposed to meet here?"
Nov 18, 2025 12:29 pm
Stanisław (Staś) Mikołajczyk & Aisling "Ash" Byrne
I don't know what shit you have been through, but you are tainted. Is that why you didn't answer my question.

Her jacket is roomy enough for her glabro form, but if it comes to a fight it will be destroyed as it haven't been awakened yet, so it will not change form when she does. She really likes that jacket.

The redheaded girl takes off her leather jacket and looks expectently at the man.

Those who told you about the tribes, told you about everything else, right? The weaver, wyrm and the wyld...
Could he be a clueless pup?
Ash
Nov 18, 2025 6:45 pm
Voice-of-Rust & Anuket "Dust Eater" Mohsen
"Hosts?" The crinos replied with a questioning snarl. What was this Strider speaking of? A howl of introduction? He was aware of no other Garou, had seen no mark of territory.
"I see no markers that other Garou have claimed this place. Who do you speak of?" Voice-of-Rust growled with annoyance.
Nov 18, 2025 7:28 pm
Voice-of-Rust & Anuket "Dust Eater" Mohsen
I lower my arms again, closing my coat, look at him and nod.
"You didn't expect me here, and I didn't expect you either. But if we both felt the need to come here, there must be a reason. I suspect someone else will still be here."
I slowly shrug my shoulders.
"I could break my feet in this forest or shorten the whole thing with a howl. Someone will appear and either attack me or welcome me."
I look thoughtfully into the forest; it's not overly large, as I could see from the map on my way here, so a howl should suffice. I take a deep breath, then shrug my shoulders again, this time to myself, find a good spot and start to undress.
"So I'm going to do this now. I'll leave it up to you whether you want to join in or stay away."
I'm not really cold yet, but the cold is unpleasant despite its dryness. Transforming into wolf form, just as hairless as I am as a human, but even more gaunt, I enjoy the sensation of the forest before sitting down on my coat and letting out a howl.
[ +- ] Howl of Introduction
Nov 19, 2025 7:40 pm
Voice-of-Rust & Anuket "Dust Eater" Mohsen
"You assume things of me." The Bone Gnawer replied, keeping his distance but relaxing his pose.
"I did not feel the need to come here." Voice-of-Rust's rasping voice clarified while tilting his head a little, his strange eyes seemingly looking into the far distance, seeing something unseen.
"Rat sent me."
For what theurge could disobey his tribal totem? Rat was many things. A survivor, humble, but never weak. Only a fool would underestimate Rat. Rat protects the Bone Gnawers, but always remains paranoid and secretive, especially in her spirit avatar. Voice-of-Rust did not understand why Rat sent him here, but never doubted it was important that he did. To what end? Who could say..

He watched the metis transform, his shame manifesting a thousandfold, and begin the howl. After a moment he joined in, announcing his name, his tribe, his auspice.
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Nov 19, 2025 8:43 pm
Stanisław (Staś) Mikołajczyk & Aisling "Ash" Byrne
"Tainted?" Staś asks, confused for a moment, assuming that had something to do with the curse. Then he remembered this was not a curse. He had to get that idea out of his head. "Ah, yes, the Wyrm, yes. I have been told about it and that there were many tribes of werewo... Garou."

He stops for a moment, looking at the girl. "Well, I guess I must have gotten some taint on my way from work." Staś replies, unsure how he could have gotten tainted, if the girl was pranking him or, perhaps, if this was some sort of code used to identify the informant... one he was not told about. "Anyway, the name is Stanisław, but call me Staś"

Then, they hear the howl. Staś  turns around "'Dust Eater? What is that?"
Nov 20, 2025 12:39 am
[ +- ] Ulysses
Nov 20, 2025 8:49 pm
Stanisław (Staś) Mikołajczyk & Aisling "Ash" Byrne
Dust eater is a name - of a Metis... hmm... You don't know what that is I guess. You will see soon enough.
She puts her jacket again and sits down
You can call me "Ash". I'm a pathfinder, a Ragabash of the new moon.

She picks out the strings with the beads and start to flick them around in her hand as she gives a werewolf 1-on-1 to Staś
There is the wyld, the wyrm and the weaver.
The wyld is Gaia, Mother Nature, the wild, the power of creation...
The weaver is order, systems and laws.
The wyrm is decay, overturning, what comes before renewal.

Unfortunatly the wyrm have gone mad, and has also become the enemy of gaia, corruption, evil and death. You are tainted with some of the wyrm taint. I can sense it, and I know how to cleanse you from it. In the umbra, the spirit world, its important to be clean. To much taint will also corrupt you to "dance the spiral".
Never!
Do!
That!
OOC:
I think this is going to be a soar spot for her. I think she has witnessed a werewolf becoming a spiral dancer
Well... She stands up. We better answer back. Then she howls a reply to Dust Eater's introduction. Nothing fancy or formal. Just an acknowledgement that there are two more wolves nearby.
Ash
Nov 20, 2025 9:46 pm
Voice-of-Rust & Anuket "Dust Eater" Mohsen

Rust participates, which makes me happy. Then I transform back. If he understands even a little bit about the human body, he will be able to see how cold I am. But I have followed all the customs and rules, and that is always important in our culture.

I don't wait long, but hurry to put my clothes back on, thoroughly nonetheless – if something comes rushing at me now, I don't want to get tangled up somewhere...

As I'm buttoning my blouse, I hear an answer. Not the one I expected, but nevertheless a rather positive one. I turn to Rust:

"Well, Voice-in-Rust, what do you think – shall we get to know this people better? We could go to them, have them come here, or meet them halfway.’

As I speak, I continue to get dressed, casually and artfully weaving the black scarf with chrome appliqués around my neck and upper body, and bend down to pick up my coat.
Nov 21, 2025 1:33 am
Ulysses watched the tiny spirit move off into the woods. He was about to give chase when he heard a piercing howl. He knew it was the howl of a fellow Garou. It seemed he wasn't alone after all. He listened carefully, trying to locate the source of the sound. He should introduce himself, or at least investigate further. He headed off into the woods after the sound.
Nov 21, 2025 1:50 am
As Ulysses bounds off in the direction of the howl, he can tell it is very close and within just a brief time finds himself emerging in front of Dust Eater and Voice-of-Rust. . .
Nov 22, 2025 11:41 am
OOC:
pending @Kier01 to move forward here
Nov 22, 2025 12:31 pm
Stanisław (Staś) Mikołajczyk & Aisling "Ash" Byrne
Dance spiral. Now that sounds ominous.

Staś is beginning to think that maybe he wasn't here to find an informant after all, but to get himself purified from this... taint? Maybe only after that can he understand the scope of it all.? And this girl, Ash, she looks like just the person who might help him with that. Though he should not be so easy to trust. After all, these days everyone has spies everywhere.

"So there's more of us around? Do you know them?"
He stays and watches as Ash greets the other Garou, but does not join her for the moment.
Nov 22, 2025 5:15 pm
Stanisław (Staś) Mikołajczyk & Aisling "Ash" Byrne
Yes there are more. Do you mean wolfs or tribes? I know some of most of the tribes, but I don't know every wolf.

We are gaias soldiers, but even then we are very few, and our enemies are many.

She looks at him questioningly.
But tell me your story, has no one taught you anything?
Ash
Nov 22, 2025 10:50 pm
Ulysses stepped out of the woods, looking at the two men in front of him. "I heard the howl. I take it one of you is known as Dust Eater?"

He looked back and forth at the two men, trying to gauge their intentions. "I am Ulysses Rockwell of the Silver Fang."
Nov 23, 2025 9:44 am
Ulysses Rockwell, Voice-of-Rust & Anuket "Dust Eater" Mohsen
The woman in the clearing turns to him and nods her head in greeting.

"Ulysses Rockwell, greetings. I am the one who introduced herself as Dust Eater. As for the two Garou who responded, I am still undecided as to who they are."

With a measured hand gesture, she introduces the theurge.

"This is Voice of Rust. Allow me to ask a question: what brought you to this forest, Silverfang?"

As she speaks, she subtly supports her words with gestures and facial expressions; she gives the impression of a Garou who is lower in the hierarchy of this constellation than the other two.
Nov 23, 2025 9:54 am
So this was a Silver Fang. Voice-of-Rust cocked his head, looking over the stranger. His tribe had described them as aloof and full of fanfare, but he saw nothing of this so far. But something nagged at him. He was trained to see things that others did not, and something was missing from this introduction. Even he as a Bone Gnawer knew this much of the traditions..
"Why don't you share your Deed-name? Are you a cub?"
The odd brown eyes stared unblinkingly at the newcomer..
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Nov 23, 2025 6:22 pm
Stanisław (Staś) Mikołajczyk & Aisling "Ash" Byrne"I mean wolves. Here. With us." Staś looks around, his eyes tracing any sign of movement in the shadows that would betray a presence. After all, they could be here too.

"My story? Let's just say some wolves found me when I needed them. They told me a few things, but it's... it's a bit too much when you are not aware of some things." Staś relaxes a bit and walks closer towards Ash.

"Well, at least it's good to know there are more of us on this side of the world as well. I thought I was the result of some freak government experiment at first." He chuckles for a moment, then stops. Given she had not been a political prisoner in the USSR, she might not find the idea as funny.

"Should we figure out who is this dust-eating wolf? I guess they know we are here, so no point in hiding now."

Glabro-Ash

runekyndigInactive for 18 days

Nov 23, 2025 7:04 pm
Stanisław (Staś) Mikołajczyk & Aisling "Ash" Byrne
https://i.imgur.com/KY2jglM.pngI don't know any of the wolves in this area. My ancestor, a spirit, suggested that I come to this forest on this evening.
She touches her red hair and smiles fondly. The old man is the only man I trust at the moment.

I have been travelling for a while, finding a path, finding my way again. Mostly in the umbra, that is the spirit world, but the way.

I was in a new pack down in Georgia, where the alpha and beta were corrupted.
This is clearly a painful memory, one that fills her with anger and rage. Her jacket gets filled with muscles as the small girl has turned into a muscular-looking brawler.
Gone is any hint of femininity

She looks down at herself.
Ducking fantastick She curses to her self.
Glabro-Ash
Nov 23, 2025 8:16 pm
"If you must know, I don't yet have a deed name." Was this really happening, were guys named Dust Eater and Voice of Rust calling out his lack of a deed name? Dust Eater sounded more like a poor culinary choice than a legendary deed. And And Voice of Rust? What did that even mean?

"Are there any more here, or is it just you two?"
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Nov 24, 2025 2:41 pm
I nod reassuringly:

"That will surely happen soon. In that respect, I'm not worried about it and will be happy to have been there to acknowledge your deeds."

She looks around the clearing and then back at the SilverFang.

"There are only three of us in this clearing, but the other two who were howling earlier may also come here. Otherwise, we could move towards them or take care of ourselves first."

She nods to the other two Garou.

"Ulysses Rockwell of the Silverfangs, what brought you here? And which moon do you follow? We've already introduced ourselves."

She gestures to Voice-of-Rust with one hand.
Nov 24, 2025 4:05 pm
Stanisław (Staś) Mikołajczyk & Aisling "Ash" Byrne
Ash calms down and reverts to her normal form.
What do you say, should we go look for the others? This vacuum guy
Ash
Nov 24, 2025 10:57 pm
A cub then. Perhaps there was some of that renowned Silver Fang pride in this one after all, Voice-of-Rust decided as he settled on his haunches. It mattered little in the grand scheme of things whether or not the Silver Fang had earned his place among the Garou to Voice-of-Rust. What mattered was why these distinct Garou were gathering here, under this moon. He had heard the call from the others. Were they all guided here by the spirits? That stank of the threads of destiny. That rarely bode well..
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Nov 25, 2025 2:48 am
Both groups of Garou begin heading in the direction of the other, and quickly they come together-- five Garou now together in the woods, a faint smell of smoke wafting through the air.
Nov 25, 2025 8:12 am
https://i.imgur.com/PhPeqq2.pngThe redheaded young woman looks around at the 3 new faces
Who here is the dust eater? We heard you before...

click-clack

Anyway, what bring you here?
Two bone beads connected by a string, is swing between her fingers and from time to time the beads hit each other with a click or a clack

You can call me Ash, by the way.
Ash
Nov 25, 2025 2:12 pm
'Spirit world? Isn't that... dangerous?" Staś asks, quickly dropping the subject as Ash shapes into a big brawler. He wasn't sure if the girl was making a point or if, like him, she still can't control her beast-side well. Anyway, better play safe, just in case.

"Sorry to hear about your pack corruption. Hopefully you can help me with whatever gave me this taint you talk about." he accepts her help on this. It looks like something important to her and, after all, she might be the one he is here to meet after all.

"Yeah, we probably should check that vacuum wolf"
runekyndig says:
Who here is the dust eater? We heard you before...
Staś follows Ash a bit from behind, letting her take the lead on the introductions, remaining silent until he figures out who these new people are.
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
Last edited November 27, 2025 10:27 am
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
Last edited November 27, 2025 7:02 pm

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.
Last edited November 27, 2025 9:02 pm

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

Nov 28, 2025 2:13 am
OOC:
Sorry if that wasn't clear- no need to roll initiative this first round, just declare your action and roll for it, but we are in rounds now
Nov 28, 2025 3:31 am
I run into the fray, ripping at one of the flame creatures with my claws!

Rolls

Claw Attack! - (7d10)

(9101010429) = 54

Nov 28, 2025 8:00 am
https://i.imgur.com/FyCw8AQ.jpegAsh stops to take stock as she removes her jacket.

What is that language? Do you know old man?

Where are you? Ash is really worried now. Strange flame spirit, her ancestor spirit is not answering her. But something about this language is starting to look and sound familiar.

And then the Jock (Ulysses) goes into a fighting mode without thought. Why is she not surprised?
OOC:
I have decided that the rest of her outfit has been awakened, so it changes with her, but her jacket is new and has not been awakened. And she loves that jacket.
Let me know if I have overstepped the creative licence

Botched ansestor roll, but the language roll looks promising
[ +- ] Intolerance (1 pt. Flaw) (Jocks / male sports enthuisasts)
Ash
[ +- ] Ancestors
[ +- ] Jack-Of-All-Trades (3 pt. Merit)
Last edited November 28, 2025 8:18 am

Rolls

Ancestors - (3d10)

(115) = 7

Academics + PER - (0d10+3d10)

(0) + (847) = 19

Nov 28, 2025 8:58 am
OOC:
I don't think I have any useful knowledge to roll
Staś, unfamiliar with all this supernatural things, simply tags along until they find the burning woman in the clearing. Even allowing for all the weird Garou stuff, he can tell this is clearly not normal by the others' reaction.

"Should we..." he looks around, trying to focus on the sound of the flowing river. "... get some water to put down this fire?"
Nov 28, 2025 9:48 am
Water or dirt or something else to smother the fire is actually a good idea.
Her focus is still the larger fire spirit and the situation as a whole.

What is going on here?
Ash
Last edited November 28, 2025 9:48 am
Nov 28, 2025 11:29 am
OOC:
Ancestor roll for academics
OOC:
2nd langusge roll with two more dice
Last edited November 28, 2025 11:30 am

Rolls

Ancestors - (5d10)

(81993) = 30

Discern language - (7d10)

(104107356) = 45

Nov 28, 2025 1:40 pm
Voice-of-Rust had let his mind wander a bit, wondering what kind of being he was dealing with, if not a spirit. Sadly, his knowledge fell short because most of the knowledge he possessed had been passed down by one theurge he suspected had later-stage dementia and the rest was filled in by the spirits of the Umbra he interacted with daily. So all he could guess at was that this was some sort of conjured elemental? As far as he knew these things weren't native to the Realm and.... where did the others go? What was he doing again? Oh right, going where Rat had told him to go, and then there were some other Garou. He remembered the Silver-fur was a cub and... yes, they had wandered off only just now. The direction was plain, so he got up and followed.
[ +- ] Absent-Minded (3 pt. Flaw)
He emerged at the fiery scene looking a little confused. Now there were more of these things, and one was bigger. The creatures didn't seem hostile, just acting according to their nature. Still, one of the Garou decided to attack for some reason while the others stood and watched. That was fine. He remembered they weren't a pack after all. Perhaps the hot-headed one would learn a good lesson on not messing with things you didn't understand. (Unless they were of the Wyrm, of course, but so far nothing pointed in that direction)

He looked at the others who were watching the scene. Perhaps he should tell them his thoughts?
"I think they are elementals. Someone must have conjured them. I don't think they're hostile. Fire spirits just like to burn things. I don't think they are of the Wyrm."

Well, the hostility might start once they were being attacked by the Garou he recognized as the cub he met just now. Silly cub was about to learn a hard lesson he reckoned...
Nov 29, 2025 11:04 am
Ulysses makes contact with the creature, and it dissolves into smoke and soot beneath his claw.
OOC:
In the future remember to roll damage too when you roll the attack-- STR+1 for claws
[ +- ] Ash
[ +- ] Dominic
OOC:
There four now five small fire creatures. They will each attack one of the Garou (one each). The burning woman will summon small fire creatures.

Everyone can declare their actions now-- all will resolve before the fire creatures

Rolls

Stas Init - (1d10+6)

(7) + 6 = 13

Dust Eater Init - (1d0+6)

(0) + 6 = 6

Voice of Rust Init - (1d10+7)

(9) + 7 = 16

Ulyssses Init - (1d10+6)

(6) + 6 = 12

Ash Init - (1d10+6)

(6) + 6 = 12

Fire Creatures Init - (1d10+5)

(7) + 5 = 12

Dust eater corrected init - (1d10+6)

(6) + 6 = 12

Hispo-Ash

runekyndigInactive for 18 days

Nov 29, 2025 1:42 pm
Ash changes form into the giant wolf and bits an attacking fire spirit
OOC:
Used a rage point for an instant chagne
Hispo-Ash
Last edited November 29, 2025 2:55 pm

Rolls

Bite (diff5) - Attack - (7d10)

(4628376) = 36

Bite (diff5) - Damage - (7d10)

(219106810) = 46

Nov 29, 2025 2:40 pm
Voice-of-Rust looked at the spirit approaching him, looking more confused than concerned. Why was it doing that? He wasn't a threat. Did these elementals suddenly decide that they all were a danger? What a bother. He should have words with that cub after this. For now there was the matter of the approaching spirit. Not to keen on burning his fingers (or tongue), Voice-of-Rust opted for a simple kick to send the creature flying...

Rolls

Attack (kick, dif 7) - (7d10)

(2649379) = 40

Damage (bludgeoning) - (9d10)

(845371345) = 40

Nov 29, 2025 7:24 pm
I undress quickly, not sensually as I would for a lover, keeping an eye on the fighting. Unlike many others, I am painfully aware of what I can do with rage and I use it deliberately. Then I call out a shortened form of a Battle Hymn, not for description, but more for inspiration, looking for a gap to join the fray without hindering the other garou.
OOC:
2 rage points - 1 for a 2nd action to undress and one for reverting to my natural form (Crinos) and another howl
Nov 30, 2025 2:38 pm
OOC:
Pending @CESN,@Kier01 to resolve the round.
Nov 30, 2025 7:36 pm
My fangs clamp down on one of the little buggers!

Rolls

Bite Attack! - (9d10Damage)

(3416957210) = 47

Bite Damage (Hispo form) - (9d10)

(6266103384) = 48

Dec 1, 2025 9:58 am
Alordis says:
OOC:
Pending @CESN,@Kier01 to resolve the round.
OOC:
Sorry, busy weekend
Staś is unsure of what is going on. He can tell things are escalating pretty quickly. One could say he is used to play with fire, but just not this... literally. "Right. Sand, yes." Instead of rushing into the fray, he follows Ash's suggestion and tries to grab enough dirt to put out the fire. He falls back, looking defenseless as the fire creature burns its way towards him, waiting for the right moment to try to smother it with dirt.
OOC:
Not sure what this would be, but maybe DEX to be faster than the fire? probably subterfuge to distract it long enough for it to fall for the trick

Rolls

Stanisław (Staś) Mikołajczyk: Subterfuge - (2d10)

(92) = 11

Stanisław (Staś) Mikołajczyk: DEX - (2d10)

(95) = 14

Dec 1, 2025 10:30 am
Ash bites down on one creature, and it fades away into smoke and, well. . . ash.

Voice of Rust's kick knocks the creature back into a tree and it falls to the ground, still smoldering but immobile.

Dust Eater quickly strips down to change forms.

A bite from Ulysses disintegrates another creature, and Stas douses the one near him in dirt. As it's flames go out, it too blinks out of existence.

Only the creature attacking Dust Eater remains, and it lashes out at him.

Two additional creatures appear at the feet of the woman.
OOC:
@Dominic Dust Eater is up to take 3 levels of Fire Damage currently. Fire damage is always aggravated, but can be soaked, so roll your Stamina -- difficulty 6. Three successes= no damage, any less is one damage per missed success.

Everyone else needs to Declare actions now-- init order is everyone else, then the fire creatures, then Dust Eater.


Rolls

Fire Creature Soak vs. Voice of Rust - (1d10)

(4) = 4

Fire Creature Attack - (3d10)

(798) = 24

Fire Creature Fire Damage - (3d10)

(175) = 13

Fire Creature Extra damage for successes - (2d10)

(98) = 17

Stas Init - (1d0+6)

(0) + 6 = 6

Dust Eater Init - (1d10+6)

(9) + 6 = 15

Ulysses Init - (1d10+6)

(3) + 6 = 9

Voice of Rust Init - (1d10+7)

(3) + 7 = 10

Fire Creatures Init - (1D10+5)

(10) + 5 = 15

stas corrected init - (1d10+)

(4) = 4

stas corrected init - (1d10+)

(5) = 5

Hispo-Ash

runekyndigInactive for 18 days

Dec 1, 2025 11:35 am
Ash will attack any fire spirit attacking her or her comrades
Hispo-Ash

Rolls

Aisling “Ash” Byrne: Bite (diff5) - Attack - (7d10)

(5192591) = 32

Aisling “Ash” Byrne: Bite (diff5) - Damage - (7d10)

(178101014) = 41

Dec 1, 2025 12:16 pm
OOC:

Sorry- for reference there are now 3 small fire guys - one attacking Dust Eater, and two recently summoned plus the fire girl

Dec 1, 2025 3:14 pm
"Did that... did that work?" Surprised to see fire blink out of existence, Staś stands up, taking in his surroundings. It looks like the fire woman is... spitting out embers, fire things. Maybe she is the one who needs to be stopped.

Noticing Dust Eater's clothes on the ground, Staś grabs them and tries to disappear in the middle of the chaos. One good thing about fire is that it doesn't have a solid shape, so if he were to jump on the fire, he should be able to put her out no matter how big she is. He is sure the other Garou wouldn't mind. After all, isn't keeping the pack safe the right thing to do?

"I think that one is too... big to put out." he says out loud, hoping someone will come up with a better idea, while ignoring his own observation. Judging by what the others are up to, maybe it is time he learns how this wolf business works. It looks like the go-to option to solve these sort of problems. Yet, it still feels somewhat... unnatural to not be a regular human.
OOC:
going to maintain the very human like fire-fighting strategy. this time, sneaking on the fire woman and putting her out with someone else's clothes 😅 What if I try STA to endure the heat + Stealth to catch her by surprise?

Rolls

Stanisław (Staś) Mikołajczyk: STA + Stanisław (Staś) Mikołajczyk: Stealth - (3d10+3d10)

(798) + (116) = 32

Dec 1, 2025 7:23 pm
OOC:
Stamina roll of last round - Glabro
OOC:
Edit: As I remember, 1's are not counted at soak rolls, are they?
Last edited December 1, 2025 7:24 pm

Rolls

Soak [6] - (4d10)

(5811) = 15

Dec 1, 2025 8:44 pm
The towering shape of Voice-of-Rust waded into the clearing with calm. He looked at the young Silver Fang, then kicked at another of the small fire spirits, but it danced out of his way. With annoyance he called out to Ulysses.

"Come cub! Claim your deed-name!"
The Crinos theurge pointed at the larger creature.
Last edited December 1, 2025 8:45 pm

Rolls

Attack (kick) vs little one (dif 7) - (7d10)

(3256761) = 30

Dec 1, 2025 11:03 pm
Ulysses heard Dust Eater call out to him. "Oh, so that's how we're gonna play it?" He leapt into the air toward the larger flame creature. Intellectually he knew that they were a danger to the surrounding forest and everybody in it, but he still felt bad, these guys just wanted to set fires because that's what they did. He could relate to that need, that fascination with fire. But his duty to Gaia was a higher calling.

During the leap he shifted again, becoming more manlike, but still wolfish. This was a battle so time to take battle form!
OOC:
I spend a rage point to shift to Crinos form then attack with a bite! Let's spend one willpower on the bite to power through my reluctance.
Last edited December 1, 2025 11:21 pm

Rolls

Crinos Bite!(1 Willpower spent) - (8d10)

(22969926) = 45

Damage - (7d10)

(51076872) = 45

The sixes count right? - (2d10)

(56) = 11

Dec 2, 2025 11:01 pm
@Dominic
OOC:
correct, you don't botch on soak-- you soak one so will take two levels of AG fire damage here

The big spirit is going to blast Ulysses.

Need declaration for Dust Eater then I can resolve the round.
Dec 3, 2025 5:49 am
The nude Crinos jumps at one of the small ones and tears it down
OOC:
1 Rage for an attack after the movement

Rolls

Attack - (7d10)

(10924733) = 38

Damage - (8d10)

(1065634910) = 53

Dec 3, 2025 10:36 am
Dust Eater quickly slashes away another of the small creatures, leaving only two.

The bigger creature sends a bout of flame as Ulysses, narrowly hitting him.
OOC:
@Kier01 you will need to soak 1 AG Fire damage- roll just stamina target number 6, one success to take no damage
Ulysses attack pushes through and deals some damage to the fire creature-- patches on her arm appear to be devoid of flames, revealing pale human flesh underneath!

The small creatures attack Voice of Rust and Dust Eater dousing them with flames.
OOC:
@Khulod,@Dominic Voice-of-Rust will need to soak 1 AG fire damage and Dust Eater two
Dust Eater levels a kick at the small creature that burned him and Ash dives forward to attack the one which burned Voice-of-Rust, and the smaller creatures are gone, leaving only the large fire spirit.

Where did Stas go to though, the other Garou can't help but wonder. . . .

As you begin to fight together, you realize you are starting to anticipate your fellow Garou's movements. . .
OOC:
Switching to pack Initiative now- I know you are guys aren't officially a pack yet, but for simplicities sake to cut down on rolls. The fire creature will attempt to burn Ulysses again. Everyone can declare and act prior to that resolving.

Rolls

Big Fire Creature Attack at Ulysses - (5d10)

(73315) = 19

Ulysses Damage - (5d10)

(57233) = 20

Fire Creature Soak - (10d10)

(71059412855) = 56

Small Creature Attack Voice-of-Rust - (3d10)

(945) = 18

Small Creature Attack Dust Eater - (3d10)

(586) = 19

Fire Damage Voice of Rust - (3d10)

(187) = 16

Fire Damage Dust Eater - (3d10)

(952) = 16

Pack Initiative - (1d10+7)

(10) + 7 = 17

Fire Creature Init - (1d10+5)

(9) + 5 = 14

Dec 3, 2025 1:03 pm
OOC:
Soak in Crinos, not Glabro, one die more.
Edit: That hurt's, damn...
Last edited December 3, 2025 1:04 pm

Rolls

Soak - (5d10)

(354310) = 25

Dec 3, 2025 1:07 pm
With visible burn marks on her naked flesh, Anuket lunges out to the next smaller enemy, singling out the big one for Ulysses, whom she is cheering on, already hindered by her wounds, but still not avoiding the fight.
OOC:
1 Willpower on the attack roll
Edit: 4 extra damage dice
but forgot the hurt level, one die less, so only 4 damage on the lesser one
Last edited December 3, 2025 1:10 pm

Rolls

Attack - (7d10)

(48881095) = 52

Damage - (10d10)

(310110872644) = 55

Dec 3, 2025 3:44 pm
Staś stops as he notices the pale human flesh devoid of flames. It looks like the fire woman is not entirely made of flames like the smaller spirits, which means she can't snuffed out in the same way the little creature was.

He wraps Dust Eater's coat around his arm for protection against the heat.

He will have to go for it.

After all, if she is not made of flames, then it stands to reason that she can be tackled like another person. And once she is on the floor... the others can finish the job.
[ +- ] OOC

Rolls

Stanisław (Staś) Mikołajczyk: WIT + Stanisław (Staś) Mikołajczyk: Brawl - (4d10+0d10)

(7397) + (0) = 26

Dec 3, 2025 6:02 pm
The blast of fire only managed to singe a little fur while its rust-red protrusions seemingly remaining untouched. It aided to stoke Voice-of-Rust's rage however. Seeing the weakness of the strange fire creature he lunged forwards to claw ferociously at it!
Last edited December 3, 2025 6:07 pm

Rolls

Soak 1 damage - (7d10)

(3125559) = 30

Attack (claws) - (7d10)

(31710499) = 43

Damage (claws) - (10d10)

(7298414437) = 49

Hispo-Ash

runekyndigInactive for 18 days

Dec 3, 2025 6:23 pm
Ash in her Hispo form, grabs a branch and runs around the fire woman. Draggin the end in the dirt she makes a huge circle around it. This is the first step of the cleansing rite.
Hispo-Ash
Dec 4, 2025 4:32 am
OOC:
Soak Damage

Rolls

Soak Roll - (7d10)

(4832755) = 34

Dec 4, 2025 10:13 am
OOC:
pending Ulysses actiob to resolve the round @Kier01
Dec 4, 2025 8:44 pm
Ulysses tears into the burning flesh, his heart hammering blood pumping through his veins! He tore and tore his rage boiling over!
OOC:
I spend rage for another attack
Last edited December 4, 2025 8:45 pm

Rolls

First bite - (7d10)

(78544710) = 45

1 die short on attack, sorry - (d10)

(4) = 4

Damage - (10d10)

(7559372631) = 48

Second Attack - (8d10)

(410553844) = 43

Damage - (8d10)

(7911082110) = 48

Dec 5, 2025 2:39 am
Dust Eater tears into the creature (girl?!?).

Stas knocks her off balance, and Voice of Rust follows with an attack of her own.

Ash begins to set up a cleansing right.

As Ulysses waylays her, the fires begins to die down.

There is a flash of smoke and flame, a brief moment when the heat becomes so intense that you must shield your eyes. As she hovers in the air, for a brief span her babbling in that ancient tongue resolves- she is still speaking the words, but she speaks in English now--

"and so HE COMES. The destroyer. HE COMES and to those who--"

But her tirade cuts off here as the last of the flames die down, the strange script fading from her skin, the fire leaving her eyes, leaving behind a naked and confused looking human girl.

https://i.imgur.com/HLe7ACG.jpeg

Rolls

Soak Dust Eater - (9d10)

(922325731) = 34

Soak Voice of Rust - (6d10)

(3891057) = 42

Soak Ulysses - (5d10)

(1064104) = 34

Soak Ulysses 2nd - (4d10)

(4759) = 25

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