Fireside Moot

Morgeruat · 10-29-2003, 03:39 PM

This is the thread for the WereWolf side of the White Wolf game.

A grand moot was called by a Child of Gaia Elder, he was an aged theurge, who spent much of his time in the glabro form, but even in that skin he was only average size for a human. Several elders came to the foothills of Boise Idaho, of the 13 tribes there were representatives from eight, a large gathering in werewolf terms.

Each elder brought a promising young cub, someone who had impressed their sept, but was not eligible for a Caern position, due to youth, inexperience, or lack of Rank, and so the eight elders met howling to the night sky, singing to the great Luna, the spirit of the moon.

The cubs understood a little of what was going on, the red star approached nearer in the Umbra (spirit world), and the Apocalypse was near at hand. They spent several hours of the night discussing their rites of passage, and how they had been inducted into the world of the supernatural. among the cubs are Darious MacDowel, a Stargazer, he and the Elder that brought him were some of the few to remain in the west, many had withdrawn, and joined with the Henjeokai, the asian shifters that worked well with their cousins (unlike the werewolves who tended to tear their non-wolf cousins apart when they met). Representing the Uktena was Martin SoaringEagle, he seemed to take in every word, and spoke little himself, he had introduced himself as a theurge, the seers and magicians of the Garou.

Next was Eric the Blacktooth, a Get of Fenris, Ahroun. He sat in his lupus form, nearly four feet tall at the shoulder, he spoke the garou tongue or wolfspeak if he spoke at all. From the Shadowlords, was George Fritz, a Ragabash, he listened as well as Martin SoaringEagle, but his eyes reflected cunning, not insight. Two werewolves appeared at ease with their human forms, and rather less than easy with those in wolf form, the first was Lucy Digs for trash, a Bonegnawer Ragabash, who smelled like she had earned her name many times over since she last bathed, she wore a thin tattered coat over a thin T-shirt, and ragged looking jeans.

The other city dweller, looked quite the oposite, Zorana Caynus, Glasswalker Philodox, obviously a well off woman from her bearing and clothes, but she moves like a stalking cat, well trained and deadly if underestimated, few make that mistake, and even fewer can walk afterwards. She listened to the goings on with a mix of excitement and fear.

Representing the Silent Striders was Speaks till Dawn, a Galliard known for his longwinded speaches. He looked at ease, and unbothered by the goings on and was cheerfully swapping stories with the other werewolves, he is also completely without hair, a deformity he contributes to his metis heritage, but he knows more werewolf lore than most Garou forget due to him being raised in the society of werewolves, He has a large sword on his back, and it is carefully bound to it's leather sheath, the hilt is much larger than a normal man would be able to wield effectively, but in Crinos or Glabro (1/2man and 3/4 man forms respectively) it would stop being unwieldy and become a deadly instrument of destruction. The assembled werewolves can sense the uncomfortable metal, Silver.

Elif Godson · 10-30-2003, 11:48 AM

Sitting back and listening to all that was going on, Darious worked
on some of his breathing techniques trying to keep his exterior appearence calm and not to excited looking. I am absolutley thrilled to be here he thought to himself, the day has come finally after all these years of waiting.

Lady Blue03 · 10-30-2003, 02:08 PM

Zorana's emerald eyes flitted to each of the members gathered at the fire, mostly in fascination. She had never seen so many of the different tribes together, and some she had never even seen at all, due to their love the woods and not the city. She knew what an honor it was to be here, and listened to the talk, just managing to understand it.

She happened to be sitting next to the Stargazer, who looked to be as excited as she, but Zorana could do little more than flash him a nervous smile. She missed the closeness of the city.

Elif Godson · 10-30-2003, 03:14 PM

Nodding at her, he leaned slightly toward her and whispered in a thick voice" It will be alright lass, enjoy this moment for I fear they will be a rarity" smiling he says in the same tones" I am Darious""

Lady Blue03 · 10-30-2003, 03:39 PM

Zorana's smile was a little more confident, "It is rare indeed. We are incredibly lucky. My name is Zorana, nice to meet you, Darious."

Morgeruat · 10-30-2003, 03:49 PM

Speaks till Dawn looked at the others, then with a lopsided grin pulled the sword off of his back, and held it up in it's leather sheath, lowering it to the ground slowly, with obvious reverence for the silver blade, then making himself a bit more comfortable, he asked "So do any of you know why we're here?"

The others (NPC's) shook their heads, and he whispered conspiratorially, " I hear that something big is happening, that something has been taking out the leeches right and left, and a few of the city dwelling werewolves have been taken out too, and from what I hear it's not a new type of spirit, or any of the known groups that hunt us regularly, and they are supposed to look completely normal to our senses."

[ 10-30-2003, 03:52 PM: Message edited by: Morgeruat ]

Lady Blue03 · 10-30-2003, 04:08 PM

Zorana narrowed her eyes in thought. If they appeared normal to the senses, how were they to stop them? She voiced her concern to the sword wielder.

Morgeruat · 10-30-2003, 04:13 PM

The young metis looked thoughtful for a moment, "A good question, I suspect that we'll find our answer when the elders come back, they'll decide which of us will be put together to form a pack, and once we are a pack, it will be our job to find what we can while trying to stay alive. We're young and untested, and it would be a good tale to tell at our home Septs, the glory is there for the taking, if we can manage to survive, if not, it's a rather large loss, but it won't be crippling to our kin."

Elif Godson · 10-30-2003, 04:17 PM

more saying this to himself then to anyone"So the Wyrm is trying to trick us again then looking ahead at the speaker waiting and listening.

[ 10-30-2003, 04:19 PM: Message edited by: Elif Godson ]

Lady Blue03 · 10-30-2003, 04:42 PM

Zorana stiffened, "By the spirits, the last thing we need is the Wrym able to give his disciples the ability to mask their scent." She frowned and looked to where the elders were speaking, wondering when they would be finished.

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Morgeruat Jack Burton Join Date: October 16, 2001 Location: PA Age: 44 Posts: 5,421	This is the thread for the WereWolf side of the White Wolf game. A grand moot was called by a Child of Gaia Elder, he was an aged theurge, who spent much of his time in the glabro form, but even in that skin he was only average size for a human. Several elders came to the foothills of Boise Idaho, of the 13 tribes there were representatives from eight, a large gathering in werewolf terms. Each elder brought a promising young cub, someone who had impressed their sept, but was not eligible for a Caern position, due to youth, inexperience, or lack of Rank, and so the eight elders met howling to the night sky, singing to the great Luna, the spirit of the moon. The cubs understood a little of what was going on, the red star approached nearer in the Umbra (spirit world), and the Apocalypse was near at hand. They spent several hours of the night discussing their rites of passage, and how they had been inducted into the world of the supernatural. among the cubs are Darious MacDowel, a Stargazer, he and the Elder that brought him were some of the few to remain in the west, many had withdrawn, and joined with the Henjeokai, the asian shifters that worked well with their cousins (unlike the werewolves who tended to tear their non-wolf cousins apart when they met). Representing the Uktena was Martin SoaringEagle, he seemed to take in every word, and spoke little himself, he had introduced himself as a theurge, the seers and magicians of the Garou. Next was Eric the Blacktooth, a Get of Fenris, Ahroun. He sat in his lupus form, nearly four feet tall at the shoulder, he spoke the garou tongue or wolfspeak if he spoke at all. From the Shadowlords, was George Fritz, a Ragabash, he listened as well as Martin SoaringEagle, but his eyes reflected cunning, not insight. Two werewolves appeared at ease with their human forms, and rather less than easy with those in wolf form, the first was Lucy Digs for trash, a Bonegnawer Ragabash, who smelled like she had earned her name many times over since she last bathed, she wore a thin tattered coat over a thin T-shirt, and ragged looking jeans. The other city dweller, looked quite the oposite, Zorana Caynus, Glasswalker Philodox, obviously a well off woman from her bearing and clothes, but she moves like a stalking cat, well trained and deadly if underestimated, few make that mistake, and even fewer can walk afterwards. She listened to the goings on with a mix of excitement and fear. Representing the Silent Striders was Speaks till Dawn, a Galliard known for his longwinded speaches. He looked at ease, and unbothered by the goings on and was cheerfully swapping stories with the other werewolves, he is also completely without hair, a deformity he contributes to his metis heritage, but he knows more werewolf lore than most Garou forget due to him being raised in the society of werewolves, He has a large sword on his back, and it is carefully bound to it's leather sheath, the hilt is much larger than a normal man would be able to wield effectively, but in Crinos or Glabro (1/2man and 3/4 man forms respectively) it would stop being unwieldy and become a deadly instrument of destruction. The assembled werewolves can sense the uncomfortable metal, Silver.

10-30-2003, 11:48 AM	#2
Elif Godson Dracolich Join Date: August 28, 2001 Location: Hurricane Valley Age: 52 Posts: 3,089	Sitting back and listening to all that was going on, Darious worked on some of his breathing techniques trying to keep his exterior appearence calm and not to excited looking. I am absolutley thrilled to be here he thought to himself, the day has come finally after all these years of waiting.

10-30-2003, 02:08 PM	#3
Lady Blue03 Xanathar Thieves Guild Join Date: January 18, 2002 Age: 39 Posts: 4,557	Zorana's emerald eyes flitted to each of the members gathered at the fire, mostly in fascination. She had never seen so many of the different tribes together, and some she had never even seen at all, due to their love the woods and not the city. She knew what an honor it was to be here, and listened to the talk, just managing to understand it. She happened to be sitting next to the Stargazer, who looked to be as excited as she, but Zorana could do little more than flash him a nervous smile. She missed the closeness of the city.

10-30-2003, 03:14 PM	#4
Elif Godson Dracolich Join Date: August 28, 2001 Location: Hurricane Valley Age: 52 Posts: 3,089	Nodding at her, he leaned slightly toward her and whispered in a thick voice" It will be alright lass, enjoy this moment for I fear they will be a rarity" smiling he says in the same tones" I am Darious""

10-30-2003, 03:39 PM	#5
Lady Blue03 Xanathar Thieves Guild Join Date: January 18, 2002 Age: 39 Posts: 4,557	Zorana's smile was a little more confident, "It is rare indeed. We are incredibly lucky. My name is Zorana, nice to meet you, Darious."

10-30-2003, 03:49 PM	#6
Morgeruat Jack Burton Join Date: October 16, 2001 Location: PA Age: 44 Posts: 5,421	Speaks till Dawn looked at the others, then with a lopsided grin pulled the sword off of his back, and held it up in it's leather sheath, lowering it to the ground slowly, with obvious reverence for the silver blade, then making himself a bit more comfortable, he asked "So do any of you know why we're here?" The others (NPC's) shook their heads, and he whispered conspiratorially, " I hear that something big is happening, that something has been taking out the leeches right and left, and a few of the city dwelling werewolves have been taken out too, and from what I hear it's not a new type of spirit, or any of the known groups that hunt us regularly, and they are supposed to look completely normal to our senses." [ 10-30-2003, 03:52 PM: Message edited by: Morgeruat ]

10-30-2003, 04:08 PM	#7
Lady Blue03 Xanathar Thieves Guild Join Date: January 18, 2002 Age: 39 Posts: 4,557	Zorana narrowed her eyes in thought. If they appeared normal to the senses, how were they to stop them? She voiced her concern to the sword wielder.

10-30-2003, 04:13 PM	#8
Morgeruat Jack Burton Join Date: October 16, 2001 Location: PA Age: 44 Posts: 5,421	The young metis looked thoughtful for a moment, "A good question, I suspect that we'll find our answer when the elders come back, they'll decide which of us will be put together to form a pack, and once we are a pack, it will be our job to find what we can while trying to stay alive. We're young and untested, and it would be a good tale to tell at our home Septs, the glory is there for the taking, if we can manage to survive, if not, it's a rather large loss, but it won't be crippling to our kin."

10-30-2003, 04:17 PM	#9
Elif Godson Dracolich Join Date: August 28, 2001 Location: Hurricane Valley Age: 52 Posts: 3,089	more saying this to himself then to anyone"So the Wyrm is trying to trick us again then looking ahead at the speaker waiting and listening. [ 10-30-2003, 04:19 PM: Message edited by: Elif Godson ]

10-30-2003, 04:42 PM	#10
Lady Blue03 Xanathar Thieves Guild Join Date: January 18, 2002 Age: 39 Posts: 4,557	Zorana stiffened, "By the spirits, the last thing we need is the Wrym able to give his disciples the ability to mask their scent." She frowned and looked to where the elders were speaking, wondering when they would be finished.

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