At the Edge of All Things
Raw Log - Session 004
XP: 3 normal for group
Session Time: Tue Dec 04 00:00:00 2012
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[19:34] <mranthropy> Sinon brings two fingers to his left temple for a second—ensuring no one is listening in via the Mind arcana.
[19:34] <mranthropy> 4d10h8
[19:34] <critical> desc, 5d10h8: 2 [5d10h8=8,5,[10,7],5,7]
01[20:03] <thomamelas> Doing the same. 2d10h8
01[20:03] <thomamelas> 2d10h8
[20:03] <critical> Ell, 3d10h8: 1 [3d10h8=7,[10,2],1]
[20:07] <jake> Desc, a thin, short-haired guy in rumpled jeans, a Weakerthans t-shirt, and black-rimmed glasses waves you over. “Hey! Hey! Ella – Eli – Elithora, right?” He smiles shyly and offers a hand. “Our newest researcher. I’m Sterling.”
[20:09] <jake> Thom, a short, balding man in rimless glasses grabs your elbow, points upward, and starts discoursing at incredible velocity about the mystical patterns inscribed in the seemingly innocent ballroom ceiling.
[20:09] <desc> Eli extends her hand gracefully. “Of course, Sterling! They actually unchained you from the desk? So glad you could make it to the inquisition.”
[20:10] <jake> “Well, I kind of have to. I’m Minerva’s provost. I’ve been meaning to bring you and, oh, the other one – Aurelia? – up to speed but we’ve been kind of swamped. You’ll get a chance to meet everyone tonight, though.”
01[20:10] <thomamelas> Listens to the balding man with glasses, a fixed smile on his face but his eyes saying “They also serve who listen to windbags.”
[20:11] <ell> (Halftime… managed to cut their lead in half before the buzzer. Almost by 3/4 but they hit a period-ending three)
[20:12] <mranthropy> After watching the rest of the group leave the alcove to mingle, he finally resigns himself to doing the same.
[20:12] <mranthropy> 3d10h8
[20:12] <persuasion … fishing for any slips of the tongue
[20:14] <persuasion … fishing for any slips of the tongue: 1 [5d10h8=4,3,2,8,5]
[20:14] <jake> Ell, you meet a pale, dark-haired woman in a conservative dress and jacket that nonetheless absolutely reek of money. She introduces herself as Friday, and is full of questions about what happened the other night – apparently the Consilium is abuzz with rumors about you and the other newcomers.
[20:15] <jake> Sinon introduces himself to several people, but he has two strikes against him: he’s new, and he’s a Guardian. Some people are polite about it and others aren’t.
01[20:16] <thomamelas> Looking around to see if he spots any other Arrow members.
[20:16] <ell> Aurelia smiles congenially. “Wednesday, was it? I’m still not sure exactly what happened. What about you? What do you do?”
[20:17] <mranthropy> “Have you tried the canapé?” to the plant in the corner. He observes the room watching who is talking to each other, which people seem genuine in their interactions.
[20:18] <jake> Desc, Sterling says “We think we’ve found some interesting leads in our Saguenay research. We might finally be on the trail of the lost country; at least, if Sacerdote and the Guardians don’t get us completely shut down. That mana you recovered was absolutely critical, by the way. Very…oh, hold on, I have to take this.”
[20:20] <jake> Ell, the woman smiles. “Friday. I’m a Sentinel. I asked Carson and Lefors to spill the beans but they wouldn’t say anything. I heard there were Seers involved!”
[20:21] <jake> Just then, some of the conversation dies down, and people toward the front of the room stand up.
[20:21] <jake> From a side entrance, five Mages file in and stand behind the long table at the front of the room.
[20:21] <ell> Aurelia looks taken aback. “There were? That’s news to me. All I saw were some confused kids trying to do a good thing the wrong way.”
[20:22] <jake> “I heard there were men with guns, and…oh, they’re here! It’s starting!”
[20:22] <ell> Aurelia whispers, “I’m new, can you give me the skinny on those guys?”
[20:23] <jake> Each of the five stands behind a chair draped with the Atlantean sigil of one of the Paths. From left to right, you see Acanthus, Moros, Obrimos, Mastigos, and Thyrsus.
[20:24] <jake> “It’s the Council! Well, four of them. Khatsalano decided not to show up, AGAIN. That’s his provost, Traceur…”
[20:26] <jake> The man behind the seat of the Lunargent Thorn is tall and thin – at least, judging from what you can see under the robes. He has somewhat Asian features, an aquiline nose, and is graying at the temples. His plain gray robe bears the sigil of the Guardians of the Veil.
[20:28] <jake> Next from the left is the seat of the Lead Coin; the man behind that is a lanky black man with a shaved head who appears to be in his late thirties. He’s dressed in a dazzling white suit and wears a set of rimless glasses. Blackjack recognizes him as Traceur, the Provost of the Adamantine Arrow councilor.
01[20:28] <thomamelas> Takes a moment to drop the invisbility spell from the sword around his waist, adjusting it as he sits. Nods to Traceur from his seat.
[20:31] <jake> Then comes the seat of the Golden Key. It’s the center seat and the tallest, and clearly belongs to the Hierarch, who you’ve heard of by reputation – Rattenbury. The man looks to be in his early sixties, with a craggy face and a full head of gray hair. He wears an old-fashioned double-breasted suit and carries a golden staff topped with a huge red gem.
[20:33] <jake> To his left and your right, behind the seat of the Stone Book, is a short, round-shouldered woman in her late forties or early fifties. She has short brown hair, enormous glasses that take up about a third of her face, and a grandmotherly mien. Her shapeless white robe bears the Mysterium sigil on it.
[20:33] <ell> “bling”
[20:37] <jake> Lastly, behind the seat of the Iron Gauntlet, is an Asian woman – although your first instinct is to say “girl.” She can’t be more than twenty-five and probably technically qualifies as a midget at what must be 4, even with her thick-soled boots. She has a red beret over shoulder-length hair, black-rimmed glasses, and a red neckerchief.
[20:37] <jake> (er, 4’11", not 4 :P )
[20:38] <jake> Friday leans in to Aurelia. “Wow, she really turned up the militant today. I bet we’re in for some readings from Kropotkin.”
[20:39] <ell> “I think the look works for her.”
[20:40] <jake> There’s the sound of closing doors from behind you, and the crowd grows even quieter as a figure in black robes and a skull mask strides down the center aisle, between the seats, and takes up position with folded arms to the left of the Council’s table.
[20:41] <ell> Aurelia scrunches her face up. “Who’s the drama queen?”
[20:42] <jake> The robes are fuliginous – an utterly matte black that seems to suck light in and not let it out again – and around the figure’s waist is a belt of loose links of some gray, dull metal hammered into the shape of skulls.
[20:42] <jake> “The Interfector. Harpocrates, god of silence. The executioner.”
[20:43] <mranthropy> “A skull mask? Someone is overdoing it.” Sinon thinks to himself.
01[20:45] <thomamelas> Crosses his leg, and raises an eyebrow at the show.
[20:46] <desc> Eli adjusts her wrap and resists the urge to peep with any mage sight at the dignitaries.
[20:46] <jake> The Hierach raises his staff. “Welcome, friends, to the sixth meeting of the one hundred and twenty-second year of the Consilium of the City of Vancouver, British Columbia. As always, we seek the guidance of the Oracles in the light of their Watchtowers.” He gestures. “Alright, let’s get comfortable.” The Councilors move to take their seats.
[20:48] <jake> The Hierarch, as he sits, fumbles around, trying to lean his staff up against the table; it keeps rolling off. Finally, looking peevish, he freezes it upright with a Forces spell. “Ahem. Sorry about that. Councilors, what business do we have tonight?”
[20:51] <jake> The Acanthus Councilor – or rather, the the Guardian Councilor, as seems to really be the case – immediately leans forward. “I’m afraid we have a serious matter to address. Yet another breach of the Veil brought to us by reckless apostates from the gods-know-where.”
[20:52] <ell> Aurelia rolls her eyes
[20:52] <jake> The Hierarch frowns. “I was under the impression that the matter was dealt with.”
[20:53] <jake> The Guardian shakes his head. “There have been further developments. And as I have reiterated for months, this is an ongoing issue. We can expect to see only more of these incidents unless we address the root….”
01[20:53] <thomamelas> Freezes his face, keeping it carefully neutral.
[20:55] <jake> The Mysterium councilor holds up a hand. “I don’t think we need Fate magic to know what you’re going to say next, Sacerdote.” A low chuckle runs through some quarters of the crowd. “If there’s a trial we need to have, then can we just have it? Let’s save the latest iteration of this argument for another time.”
[20:56] <jake> Traceur, the Adamantine Arrow provost, has a fixed and uncomfortable smile, and is drumming his fingers along the table. As not-actually-a-Councilor, and for that matter not actually a Moros, his position is somewhat odd and he clearly would rather not have to weigh in on anything.
[20:59] <jake> The Hierarch rumbles agreement with the woman from the Mysterium. “Yes, I think we should probably just get on with the trial. I call forward the Sentinels who managed it – uh, was it Horatius? No.” He checks a paper. “Carson and Lefors. The dynamic duo, yes. Come on forward and tell us about what happened.”
[21:00] <jake> The odd couple you met at the clinic, the tall, rangy Albertan in blue coveralls and the short, intense Asian man in sunglasses, come forward and stand before the Council table. They look at each other for a moment, then Lefors shrugs and steps forward.
[21:03] <jake> “Uh, five nights ago, we received a call from Montesquieu, the Hierarch’s provost, informing us that a purchase of Tass from a, uh, outside supplier, had been compromised and stolen. Montesquieu had been meeting with some neophytes and he had put them on the trail of the thieves, I guess, uh, as a test? Anyway, they found them.”
[21:05] <jake> “Er, to clarify, the neophytes found the thieves. They were operating out of a clinic on the Downtown East Side, over by Hastings, and had apparently stolen the Tass to, uh, try and do something to help local homeless who were afflicted with ‘bleakscale,’ an Abyssal infection. The neophytes engaged in a brief duel with one of the thieves….”
[21:06] <jake> “….before rounding up the rest. Carson and I secured the Tass, the majority of which was still intact, and took the three apostates in for questioning.”
[21:07] <jake> The Hierarch smiles and leans back. “That sounds remarkably straightforward for once. And these apostates, are they here tonight?”
[21:08] <jake> Carson clears his throat. “They’re not, like, ‘here’ here. But we can bring them in whenever you’re ready.”
[21:09] <jake> Sacerdote smiles. “I think our Hierarch would like to address this and move on, so yes, let’s bring them in.”
[21:09] <desc> Elithora glances toward the entrance.
[21:11] <jake> The entrance doors are shut. Two people who have the air of Sentinels are standing guard next to them.
[21:11] <jake> There’s a noise from the side of the room, and a Portal opens up.
[21:12] <ell> Aurelia facepalms
[21:13] <jake> Memoranda, Arrowsmith, and Loki walk through, followed by a bald man in a karate gi. He nods to the Hierarch as the Portal closes behind him. “The accused. They go by the shadow names Memoranda, Loki, and Arrowsmith. …Not like the band, he wants it made clear.”
01[21:13] <thomamelas> Looks into the portal, turning to face his body towards it. Giving Memoranda a nod of support.
[21:14] <jake> She sees Blackjack’s gaze and smiles weakly.
[21:16] <jake> Over the next couple of minutes, a list of official charges is read out, with theft of Consilium property and use of vulgar magic before Sleepers receiving the most emphasis. When asked how they plead, Arrowsmith steps forward.
[21:17] <jake> “We’re guilty. We don’t contest the facts of what happened, nor do we care to. We wanted to help people, and we /were/ helping people. If I had it to do over again, I would.”
[21:18] <ell> (YES TIED)
[21:18] <jake> Sacerdote frowns. “Casting vulgar magic in front of Sleepers? You’d jeopardize all Awakened, all magic, again like that? Perhaps this is not the defense you imagine it to be.”
[21:18] <ell> (CLEAR PATH YES)
[21:19] <jake> (hahaha congrats, ell)
[21:20] <ell> (They have to make the play now)
[21:20] <jake> The Free Council Councilor, the girl in the red beret, leans forward. “They were helping Sleepers and thought they were being attacked. Nobody in this room would have done anything any differently! You’re holding them to an insane standard!”
[21:23] <jake> The Mysterium councilor nods assent. “Bleakscale is potentially very serious. /If/ that’s what it is, we should be focusing on uncovering its source and putting a stop to it. In a life or death situation, casting a vulgar spell or two in front of, well, some hoboes, frankly, doesn’t strike me as terribly significant.”
[21:24] <ell> )FUCK YOU SCOLA)
[21:24] <jake> From the Adamantine Arrow seat, Traceur clears his throat. “I, uh…why don’t we ask the neophytes what they think? They were there before the Sentinels. They were present for the theft /and/ at the apprehension. It would be a mistake to overlook their testimony.”
01[21:25] <thomamelas> Gives Traceur his “Thanks boss, no really, thanks. Seriously. Thanks.” look.
[21:26] <jake> The Hierarch nods. “Very sensible. Come forward, uh…” Traceur leans in and whispers in his ear. “Blackjack, Aurelia, Elithora, and Simon. Simon? Sinon. Sorry.”
[21:26] <mranthropy> Sinon stands and walks to the front of the room.
[21:27] <desc> Elithora rises with careful composure and strides to the front of the room, beside Sinon.
[21:27] <ell> Aurelia stands up and gives Friday a weak smile. “That’s my cue…”
[21:27] <jake> Friday gives her a reassuring shoulder pat.
01[21:27] <thomamelas> Stands up slowly, then moves towards the front of the room, reflexively assuming an at ease posture.
[21:27] <ell> Aurelia walks up to the front with the biug kids
[21:29] <ell> (It’s tied up with 16 seconds so forgive me if I’m not paying much attention)
[21:29] <desc> “If it pleases the Council …” Elithora begins with a small bow.
[21:29] <ell> (OT)
[21:30] <jake> The Hierarch pulls a pair of silver bifocals from his pocket. “It does please the Council, young lady. Or at least, me. Why don’t you tell us about that night?”
[21:31] <desc> “We were present when the tass was magically stolen from our … commercial intermediary. As this was naturally of great concern, we went to investigate with all due speed and discretion.”
[21:32] <desc> “The three mages (small gesture to the apostates, trying to avoid using that word) were in fact in possession of it, using it in the process of an … independent investigation of their own.”
[21:32] <jake> When you say “commercial intermediary,” one wag in the audience calls back “you can say skeezy pothead if you want!”
[21:32] <ell> (FUCK YES MIKE!)
[21:33] <desc> Elithora thinks fondly of her three dots in Composure and continues, unruffled, “The propriety of our fuel sources is surely a concern for another time. Regarding these three, there is no denying that they were operating outside of proper protocol and jurisdiction.”
[21:34] <ell> (GET THEAT TICKY TACK SHIT OUT OF HERE)
[21:34] <desc> “Nevertheless, their discovery should be of concern to us all, and frankly their compliance thus far commends them to the Council’s use. In fact, one of these has already begun steps …”
[21:35] <desc> She gestures to Memoranda and glances to BJ.
[21:36] <jake> Traceur clears his throat. “I can vouch for this. Memoranda has asked to join the Adamantine Arrow. And in my capacity as First Talon, I agreed. She is no longer an apostate.”
[21:37] <jake> Sacerdote frowns slightly. “I’m curious what Khatsalano would say, were he here…”
[21:38] <desc> Elithora quickly interjects, “Even the firmest proponent of mage discretion would have to admit that these three wayward mages are already seeing the error of their ways and falling into line…”
[21:38] <jake> Rattenbury harrumphs. “But he’s /not/, is he? Go on, young lady.”
[21:38] <ell> (omg z-bo has exploded in OT)
[21:38] <desc> 5d10h8 trying to work the crowd and the council, c’mon charms
[21:38] <+critical> desc, trying to work the crowd and the council, c’mon charms: 1 [5d10h8=5,8,3,6,2]
[21:39] <jake> Elithora’s statement is met with murmurs of approval!
[21:39] <desc> Elithora’s perfume just-so-subtly infuses the room with the smell of flowers at midsummer. “Perhaps the council could devise a sort of probation to asses the mages to your liking while making use of their studies into this bleakscale, which would only be fair for them to share with our own scholars.”
01[21:42] <thomamelas> “Which brings us to another matter involving the bleakscale.” Deciding to take the intivative.
[21:42] <jake> (afk one sec, phone call!)
[21:42] <desc> Elithora considers her words and then advises, “After all, Fate moves through indirect means even in some issues of great import, doesn’t it?”
[21:43] <desc> Elithora defers to Sinon, hoping to learn something about this Bleakscale that the Council might know.
[21:44] <desc> errr.. bj
[21:45] <mranthropy> (I was going to ask about that…)
[21:45] <ell> (outscored them 14-4 in OT for the win)
[21:45] <desc> (talking to the council is flustering, alright :p)
01[21:46] <thomamelas> “After the council mages searched and cleaned up their clinic, a second group entered the clinic and searched it professionally. It is my understand those searchers are believed to be working for the Seers. If that is the case, given the cabal’s statements that they expected an attack from the Seers, that means this cabal has found itself in opposition to them. To me, that does speak rather well of them.” Eyes looking over the council.
[21:46] <jake> (back)
[21:47] <jake> (congratulations, Ell!)
[21:48] <jake> The Hierarch leans forward. "Hold on a moment. /What/?
[21:48] <jake> “A second group? /Seers?/ Where the hell did this come from?”
01[21:50] <thomamelas> “I defer to the Guardians on this matter. I believe they can explain their findings better then I.”
[21:50] <jake> Sacerdote looks like he swallowed a lemon. “Yes, well, we were going to address this shortly. It seems that after the Sentinels cleaned the scene and departed, a youth gang broke into the clinic, ostensibly for drugs, but carried professional-level forensic equipment and conducted a thorough search.”
[21:50] <ell> Aurelia almost pouts. How is she supposed to follow that revelation?
01[21:51] <thomamelas> Keeps his face fairly netural but did rather enjoy stealing his thunder.
[21:53] <ell> Aurelia speaks up. “They could have sympathetic links to all of the accused, as well as all of we neophytes, and the investigating sentinels. This is not good at all.”
[21:54] <jake> Sacerdote nods. “Indeed. Though at the moment I’m sure this council will forgive me for wondering how a neophyte had access to privileged information that was supposed to be confined to the Guardians.” He stares at Blackjack. Traceur does his best to sink into the council chair.
[21:55] <jake> “Anyway,” Sacerdote clears his throat. “The bodies of two transients have since turned up the city morgue, victims of routine stabbings. But our contacts noted the stabbings were carried out with /ritual knives/. They were interrogated and sacrificed for Mana. The Seers heard of the commotion at the clinic from all that ‘harmless’ vulgar spellcasting.”
[21:56] <jake> Now it’s Arrowsmith’s turn to look pained.
[21:57] <jake> Sacerdote begins standing out of his chair. “This is what we continually warn this Consilium of! Magic, even in the most well-meaning hands, is inherently dangerous, and without discipline, the slightest slip will bring Seers, Banishers, or worse things upon our heads! And not just ours, but the Sleepers some of you profess to value so highly!”
[21:58] <mranthropy> Sinon steps forward. “If I might have a word, councillor?”
[21:58] <jake> Sacerdote nods. “Ah, our newest Guardian.” He sinks back into his chair, catching his breath, and gestures. “Please, do speak.”
[21:59] <ell> Aurelia bites her tongue regarding the carefree use of portals at this very meeting.
[21:59] <ell> She thinks it very hard though
[22:00] <mranthropy> “I am a neophyte in this city, but some of you know me by reputation. The facts of this case are clear. Did the apostates steal the tass? Yes. Did the apostates use vulgar magic in front of sleepers? Yes. If the facts alone are sufficient to sentence the apostates then the course is clear.”
[22:00] <mranthropy> “However…”
[22:02] <mranthropy> “…if the the facts alone are clear then we must also prosecute your Provost, Hierarch Rattenbury. After all, he sanctioned regular use of vulgar magic not 100 ft away from a major highway. It was, in fact, the showy usage of the space arcana that allowed the apostates to abscond with the tass in the first place.”
[22:03] <mranthropy> “I do not agree with the totality of the apostates’ methods, but they showed infinite restraint in comparison to the ‘contractor’ we all choose to sanction. Further, if Bleakscale is indeed present in the city, then their use of vulgar magic was in fact in service of the Veil and not against it.”
[22:04] <jake> Montesquieu stands up. “I want to make it clear that I didn’t ‘sanction’ anything. Pitch stands outside this Consilium and we’ve agreed to tolerate him for reasons that I don’t need to belabor.”
[22:05] <jake> Rattenbury holds up a hand. “Relax. Nobody’s blaming you for what Pitch does. But our new friend does have a point.”
[22:05] <jake> Sacerdote looks deeply unhappy at Sinon’s testimony.
[22:07] <mranthropy> “Make no mistake, the Seers are here. We all need to make wiser use of the gifts awakening has granted us. In this case, I would suggest leniency as these apostates may prove an asset.”
01[22:07] <thomamelas> Ponders whose boss is more annoyed with them, his or Sinon’
01[22:08] <thomamelas> s.
[22:08] <jake> Rattenbury stands. “Judgment is for the Council alone to make, not for the Hierarch or anyone else. But it /is/ my privilege to set the night’s agenda, and I think we’re going to defer the sentencing of these…” he waves his hand vaguely – "sort-of apostates until next session. The Bleakscale is an infinitely more pressing issue.
[22:09] <mranthropy> Sinon walks back toward Blackjack and mutters, “I’ve done you a favor. Do not forget it.”
[22:09] <jake> “I urge the Wise present tonight to lay aside other issues for the time being. I expect the various Order heads to come to me with plans for how we shall handle this infestation within the next two days.”
01[22:10] <thomamelas> Speaking softly. “Duely noted.”
[22:10] <jake> The apostates look almost sick with relief. Arrowsmith sits down on the tiled floor and exhales. Loki jumps up and pumps his fist. “Fuck YEAH, bro!”
[22:11] <ell> Aurelia shoots Loki a glare
[22:11] <desc> “Might we be allowed to assist with looking into the bleakscale issue? There’s some research done for us that needs verification, and clearly we need to seek out the root cause of it as well as its vectors of contagion.”
01[22:11] <thomamelas> Shoots Loki a look. A very practiced look of sit down and shut the fuck up.
[22:12] <jake> Rattenbury looks at Elithora indulgently. “You very well might. First, though, there’s a matter of bookkeeping to attend to.” He gently taps his staff on the tiled floor for silence and it echoes around the room in brilliant surround sound. Forces magic; it’s better than a twenty thousand dollar amp.
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[22:16] <desc> (noo critical)
[22:16] <mranthropy> (No paradox dice tonight! woo!)
[22:17] <jake> "We have before us tonight four neophytes. New to Vancouver or to the Awakened life itself. They have chosen their Orders, but we all of us, from the eldest Archmagisters on down, need friends and allies who come before politics. I ask each of you – Elithora, Sinon, Blackjack, and Aurelia – you have worked together and in one night accomplished much.
[22:17] <jake> “Do you consent to form Vancouver’s newest Cabal?”
[22:17] <mranthropy> Sinon gives a single nod.
[22:17] <desc> “Of course.”
[22:17] <ell> Aurelia shrugs. “These guys are pretty alright, I guess.”
01[22:18] <thomamelas> “I do.”
[22:18] <desc> (oh please, you love all of us wildly)
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[22:18] <jake> “Do the Councilors consent?”
[22:19] <jake> The girl in the red beret leans forward eagerly. “Janis of the Iron Gauntlet consents.”
infidel> (just restarting the vps, no worries)
[22:19] <jake> Traceur raises a hand. "Traceur, speaking for Khatsalano of the Lead Coin, consents."
01[22:19] <thomamelas> (Virtual Pain system?)
[22:20] <infidel> (depends on your luck)
[22:20] <jake> (lol)
[22:20] <jake> The woman in the big glasses nods. “Minerva of the Stone Book consents.”
[22:21] <jake> Sacerdote nods almost imperceptibly. “…Sacerdote of the Lunargent Thorn consents.”
[22:21] <desc> (whatever he’s completely tsundere for us too)
[22:21] <jake> (BAKA DESC)
[22:21] <mranthropy> (nah, he totally knows I am going to kill him and take his stuff. Errrr…)
[22:22] <jake> Rattenbury smiles. “Now comes the hard part. I expect you four to come up with a Cabal name before next meeting.” He wags a finger. “And it had better be good!”
[22:23] <desc> Elithora looks surprised at this but nods.
[22:23] <jake> The evening moves toward other business, and you four return to your seats.
[22:24] <desc> “Well,
[22:24] <desc> that was something.”
[22:24] <ell> Aurelia returns to Friday. “So… that happened.”
01[22:24] <thomamelas> “It could have gone much worse.” To El.
[22:25] <jake> Friday blinks. “You went from 0 to ‘Sacerdote hates you’ in record time. Good work!”
[22:26] <ell> Aurelia mock raises the roof “woo”
[22:26] <desc> “I’m glad to see they haven’t dropped the hammer on our new friends. This Seer issue is going to cause some issues.”
[22:27] <desc> “I presume that will take their attention away from harassing Loki, Memento, and Arrowsmith.”
[22:27] <desc> Memoranda
[22:27] <desc> whatever the fuck Orphan annie’s name is
01[22:28] <thomamelas> “I suspect it has bought them time at best. But we can work with that.”
[22:28] <ell> "I guess I should catch up with my new cabal then. What do you think of the name ‘Mystery Club?’ to Friday
[22:28] <mranthropy> “Blacjack is right. The hammer will hang over those threes’ heads until they prove useful to the Consillium.”
01[22:30] <thomamelas> Shrugs a little. “I could have been much worse. Our superiors could be angry with us and we could have failed to bought them time.”
01[22:30] <thomamelas> (I=It)
[22:31] <jake> After some more parliamentary business, the Councilors retire to the back room to take care of business. Minerva notes that Finn will be presenting his findings on geomantic mana-collection systems in the next suite if anyone’s interested. Janis says the Free Council is holding an afterparty at a warehouse, and holds up a stack of flyers.
[22:33] <jake> Ell and Desc, Sterling approaches you both and asks for a moment of your time.
[22:34] <desc> Eli nods. “Naturally. What is it?”
[22:34] <ell> “Geomancy sounds fun. You want to sit in on that? Oh hi, uh… what was your name again?”
01[22:34] <thomamelas> Looks to Sinon “We could complete the trifecta tonight and make ourselves so very popular by attending that Free Council party.” with some dry scarasm.
[22:35] <jake> “Sterling. I’m Minerva’s Provost.” He offers you his hand. “As our newest mystagogues, I’m wondering if you two would be interested – in between dealing with Cabal business, of course – in helping the Order with our ongoing investigation into Saguenay.”
[22:36] <jake> (Oh, I almost missed it: Ell, Friday thinks ‘Mystery Club’ is ‘adorable.’ Her word.)
[22:36] <mranthropy> “I might be more popular with them right now than with Sacerdote.”
[22:36] <desc> “I’m intrigued, Sterling. I’d like to look into this.”
[22:36] <jake> Right then, Harpocrates walks by and, through his death’s head mask, shoots Sinon a look.
[22:37] <mranthropy> (If simon were more pop-culture literate he would say "Mystery Club? Why not just brand ourselves the Mystery Machine?)
01[22:37] <thomamelas> “So how is Sacerdote likely to express that to you? I mean I have to spar with Traceur tomorrow, so I know what I am in for.”
[22:37] <jake> He nods at Sinon, almost imperceptibly and under pounds of costume, but it conveys something…approving.
[22:37] <ell> Aurelia looks a bit puzzled "Sorry, Sterling… what’s Saguenay? I’m sorry I must seem like a complete airhead tonight. I
[22:38] <ell> “I’m certainly interested in helping the order, of course!”
[22:39] <jake> “A myth. The Canadian El Dorado. A lost city of treasure that lured explorers back and forth across the North. We’re uncovering bits of evidence that suggest that it was a real place, possibly antedating the migration across the Bering Straight. A colony of Atlantis…or the lost city itself.”
[22:39] <jake> er bering STrait
[22:39] <jake> excuse me
[22:40] <jake> “The Order has been digging up odd artifacts and tantalizing legends for years now, and we’re in the process of trying to put some of the clues together at last. We could use every hand we could get.”
[22:40] <mranthropy> “I don’t know, unfortunately. He is Acanthus, so its possible he just sent his expression to yesterday.”
[22:41] <desc> Elithora shrugs to Aurelia. “Could be a wild griffon chase, but what’s the harm?”
[22:42] <ell> “Sounds like fun to me!”
[22:42] <jake> Sterling claps his hands together. “Excellent! Uh, when you guys have settled in, register with Finn, the Herald. He keeps track of everyone. Bike messenger. He’ll let me know how to get in touch with you.”
[22:43] <jake> He wanders off to the buffet table.
[22:44] <desc> “Could be interesting, at least. You listening to this geomantic presentation? We ought to begin buttering up Minerva now …”
[22:44] <jake> The bald man in the karate gi moves up to Sinon and Blackjack, bowing slightly. He’s dressed like a Shaolin monk but looks like a white dude in his fifties, albeit in terrific shape.
01[22:45] <thomamelas> Rises and bows back to the older man.
01[22:45] <thomamelas> Knows rule one of the Arrow. Respect the old looking guys in a gi.
[22:46] <jake> (exactly)
01[22:48] <thomamelas> “I am Blackjack and this is Sinon.” Offers his hand.
[22:48] <jake> “I am Horatius. The prisoners spoke to me about you two. It seems you’ve acquitted yourselves well twice now, in both combat and words. This may be premature, but I ask that you both consider the path of the Sentinel. Our ranks are fewer than they should be, and this Council needs…more forthright men.”
[22:48] <jake> He takes your hand.
[22:49] <jake> He speaks slowly and haltingly, like someone who’s almost forgotten how. His palms are one giant callus.
[22:50] <jake> After saying his piece, he bows again and backs off.
[22:50] <ell> Aurelia smiles conspiratorily. “So, Eli, what do you think of the name ‘Mystery Club.’ Sounds fun, right?”
01[22:51] <thomamelas> Blinks at that. “That…was unexpected.”
[22:51] <desc> Elithora adopts of a look of grave contemplation. “I don’t know, I thought ‘the Elithora Fan Club’ had a certain grandeur to it …”
[22:52] <mranthropy> Sinon nods at the old man. After he leaves, Sinon looks at Blackjack. “I think that may be more your gig than mine. ‘Forthright’ does not come naturally to me.”
[22:53] <jake> And that will do it for tonight! You dudes made new friends, new enemies, and new weirdos.
01[22:53] <thomamelas> “Always good to step outside your comfort zone from time to time. You might have to impersonate an Arrow member one day.”
[22:53] <ell> Aurelia laughs. “Heh, good one. But seriously we need a name now.”
[22:54] <desc> As the curtain drops, Elithora heads off to the dry lecture, leaving behind the scent of spring’s first blossoms while debating the merits of different cabal names.
[22:55] <desc> (i think BJ and Sinon are going to propose The Karate Kids or something ‘cause they are always punchan dudes)
01[22:55] <thomamelas> (BJ hasn’t punched a single dude yet. I think BJ’s suggestion is going to be "How do you say “Annoyers of the Council in latin?”
[22:55] <jake> Next week we’ll begin the Bleakscale investigation, and if any of you have a spare night and would want to run through a side story, let me know. Now that you’ve officially had your debutante coming-outs, the sidequests are unlocked. The room is full of people with exclamation points hovering over their heads.
[22:56] <mranthropy> Cool!
[22:57] <desc> ooh
01[22:57] <thomamelas> Oooh…
[22:57] <ell> ooh?
[22:57] <ell> ooooh?
[22:58] <jake> oooh?
[22:58] <mranthropy> Zoinks! there’s a g-g-g-g-g-ghost!
[22:59] <jake> omg, we are totally doing a haunted house
[22:59] <jake> or haunted amusement park
[22:59] <ell> I already look like Velma
01[22:59] <thomamelas> Jacob….you do know that I got the Loremaster achivement in WoW, right? Do you know what a room full of explination points does to me?
[22:59] <ell> hi5 loremaster
[23:00] <mranthropy> I need to get headed toward bed. I only have the second half of the transcript, so if anyone else got it feel free to post it or send it my way.
01[23:00] <thomamelas> And I did it while it was bugged Jacob. I had to literally do every quest in Kalimdor.
[23:00] <desc> I have it
[23:01] <ell> night!
01[23:01] <thomamelas> Have a good night.
[23:01] <jake> night, Justin!
[23:01] <jake> I’ll be around and on for a bit
[23:01] <jake> I need to decide what to do about foods
[23:01] <mranthropy> I will be posting/finishing an interlude and sending another e-mail your way Jake since I don’t know when else I can get on chat .
[23:02] <mranthropy> G’night!
01[23:02] <thomamelas> Question. XP for the story?
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[23:04] <jake> Oh yes! 3 normal xp apiece, plus another one arcane xp for justin for typing up last week’s session, and another arcane for you for your sidequest last night
01[23:04] <thomamelas> Woo! Gnosis 2!
[23:05] <desc> cool!
[23:05] <desc> I gotta do sidequests and write up a thingy
[23:05] <desc> and farm xps too :3
[23:06] <jake> exxxxxcellent
[23:07] <jake> btw, I know tonight was a lot of NPCs talking to each other
[23:07] <jake> sorry about that
01[23:07] <thomamelas> Pfft, I got to make an enemy with style. Always fun.
[23:07] <jake> it just needed doing to set everything up
[23:07] <desc> meh, gotta set the milieu a bit
[23:07] <jake> 2 points to griffyndor for use of milieu
[23:08] <ell> yeah, i didn’t notice
[23:08] <jake> ok! it is just something I feel self-conscious about sometimes
[23:08] <jake> at least on IRC
[23:08] <jake> which is IRONIC considering that in RL I would be doing a bunch of terrible voices
[23:08] <jake> and having them talk to each other
[23:08] <jake> possibly miming it with my hands
[23:08] <desc> yesss
[23:09] <ell> I am shocked desc turned down a warehouse rave
[23:09] <desc> i know, i know
[23:09] <desc> elithora all predicting the DJ is going to fuck up a mix a track before it happens
[23:09] <desc> but
[23:09] <desc> gotta butter up the Queen Bee yo
[23:11] <jake> or Queen Owl :3
[23:11] <desc> indeed
[23:12] <desc> dis bish gonna be a handful
[23:13] <jake> Minerva is my personal favorite of the councilors
[23:13] <jake> from my lofty GM perspective
[23:13] <ell> Queen Owl?
[23:13] <jake> her name is Minerva and she has huuuge glasses
[23:14] <ell> oh
[23:15] <jake> she is a bit younger and rounder but basically http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/f/f1/Edith_Head.jpg/368px-Edith_Head.jpg
01[23:15] <thomamelas> She needs a ruler.
[23:15] <jake> ooooh
[23:15] <jake> maybe that is her Order tool
[23:15] <jake> a yardstick-wand
[23:15] <desc> nice
[23:16] <ell> hehehe
[23:17] <jake> Sacerdote is driving me nuts physically
[23:17] <jake> because I KNOW what he looks like
[23:17] <jake> it’s some character in some comic book I read once
[23:17] <jake> but
[23:17] <jake> I can’t remember what
01[23:17] <thomamelas> Alan Rickman?
[23:17] <jake> and it’s wigging me out
[23:17] <jake> in retrospect that would have been perfect
[23:17] <jake> but he’s half-Asian
[23:18] <ell> still works
[23:19] <jake> hee
01[23:19] <thomamelas> Right.
[23:19] <jake> Rattenbury is Peter O’Toole
[23:20] <jake> Traceur is Lance Reddick
[23:21] <jake> Janis is the girl in Rushmore
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[23:22] <ell> check check
01[23:22] <thomamelas> So on a scale of 1 to compound arm fracture, how pissed is Traceur?
[23:23] <jake> Not too much. It’s not like he told you it was top seekrit Guardian information.
[23:23] <jake> In fact, it’s possible he let that slip deliberately
[23:23] <jake> who knows?
[23:24] <ell> I miss anything?
[23:24] <jake> in what sense, ell?
[23:25] <ell> I disconnected
[23:26] <jake> <ell>: still works <jake>: hee <thomamelas>: Right. <jake>: Rattenbury is Peter O’Toole <jake>: Traceur is Lance Reddick <jake>: Janis is the girl in Rushmore <ell>: check check <thomamelas>: So on a scale of 1 to compound arm fracture, how pissed is Traceur? <jake>: Not too much. It’s not like he told you it was top seekrit Guardian information. <jake>: In
[23:26] <jake> fact, it’s possible he let that slip deliberately <jake>: who knows? <ell>: I miss anything?
[23:26] <desc> alright, I have the log of everything. going to hop into star trek online for now. xoxo
[23:26] <jake> have fun, desc!
[23:27] <ell> Jason Schwartzman?
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[23:28] <jake> What about him?
[23:28] <jake> oh
[23:28] <jake> “the girl in rushmor”
[23:28] <jake> haha
[23:29] <ell> So who is Detective Monday?>
01[23:30] <thomamelas> Munch.
[23:30] <jake> is….is that a Mathnet joke, Ell?
[23:31] <ell> yes
[23:31] <ell> yes it is
[23:32] <jake> WOW
[23:32] <jake> that is
[23:32] <jake> testing even the limits of my own powers of tv obscurity
[23:32] <ell> I knew you’d get it though
[23:33] <ell> I BELIEVE IN YOU
[23:33] <jake> :D
[23:33] <jake> how you feeling now? did the grizz cure your pains?
[23:35] <ell> yes
[23:36] <ell> I’ve never actually watched Rushmore
[23:36] <ell> I’ve seen bits
01[23:36] <thomamelas> It’s okay. Neither have I.
[23:36] <ell> but never actually sat down and watched the movie
[23:37] <ell> also you didn’t answer my question. You dodged over the obscurity of the reference
[23:38] <jake> oh oh
[23:38] <jake> what were you asking?
[23:38] <jake> Rushmore is rad, you heathens
[23:38] <ell> Who is sargeant Friday
[23:38] <ell> sergeant
01[23:38] <thomamelas> Dragnet?
[23:38] <jake> http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lame0lNek51qb1wduo1_500.jpg
[23:38] <jake> Just Friday
[23:39] <ell> Just the facts
[23:39] <ell> That’s Janis
[23:39] <ell> unless they are twins
[23:40] <jake> she is Jewish Anne Hathaway
[23:41] <ell> I am having difficulty with this concept
[23:41] <jake> hahaha
[23:41] <jake> well
01[23:41] <thomamelas> So am I. Because she doesn’t look very Jewish. So I’m pondering bigger nose but no idea what else.
[23:42] <jake> there are probably better actresses that fit the bill but someone kind of lanky and rangy like Hathaway
[23:42] <jake> brunette, with a sort of old-world, conservative glamor
[23:43] <jake> like she would not look out of place at some impossibly elegant place in the 1950s
[23:43] <jake> and rich as balls
01[23:43] <thomamelas> Natalie Portman?
[23:43] <jake> natalie portman always strikes me as girlish
[23:43] <jake> I don’t know what it is
[23:44] <jake> maybe it’s just having seen her grow up on film
01[23:44] <thomamelas> Rachel Weisz?
[23:44] <ell> I am already picturing Sterling as a young David Cross
[23:44] <jake> that is a good choice
[23:44] <jake> yessss
[23:44] <jake> he’s got one of those leather wristbands
[23:44] <jake> and will probably be bald by 35
[23:45] <jake> Montesquieu is Aidan Gillen
[23:46] <jake> I have a whole thing for him but outside of the introductory story you guys might not deal with him much since he’s Ladder
[23:48] <ell> we did get kinda character dumped
01[23:49] <thomamelas> Does he have an exclimation point?
[23:51] <ell> I think I may go side some planets and then bed
[23:51] <ell> night kiddos
[23:51] <jake> have a good night!
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[23:52] <jake> and nah, he doesn’t for now
[23:52] <jake> that may change :3
[23:52] <jake> I’m off to witcher!
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Session Time: Wed Dec 05 00:00:00 2012
Session Close: Wed Dec 05 01:40:26 2012