A Gathering of the Forsaken

[Lesingnon]

Moon is Gibbous

Chantay waited in the reflection of Tur, moonlight shining on the silvery brands that graced her skin. Some of which she'd earned the last time she was here. Flashing fangs, streaking fire, torn flesh as the Anshega had rushed forward against them. A night of tragedy, travesty, and triumph. One of their own had fallen, but the Anshega were driven back, the Hisil restored to its rightful glory.

She'd thought things would be easier after that. The great problem that had faced the city since before she'd undergone her First Change at long last solved. Sure the Anshega were still out there, the returning spirits not likely to be friendly, but she'd assumed that things returning to the way they should have been meant that they'd be getting better too.

Except the magath had reared their head soon after, except an Idigam had shown up in the river, except they'd truly gone from the frying pan to the fire. Oh well, it's not as though renown was awarded for desk work.

But in order to fight this, it would take all of them. Which was why she was here. The Seekers had been with them when they learned the truth of the so-called Gardener, now the remaining packs had to be similarly informed. And maybe if they put their heads together they might be able to figure something out about the thing's ban while they were at it.

[Kevin Swift]

Kevin approaches in Dalu form and rather wary about being in the Hisil without having someone else walking next, behind, before him. His own silvery brands glow under this moonlight and the closer he draws to Chantay, the better view he has of Chantay's own spirit brands. <<Hello Chantay.>> Kevin says as a greeting while stopping about five feet away. <<Nice weather for a gathering, eh?>>

[Vincent Bailey]

The next Uratha to arrive was usually a joker, the mouthpiece, the one to point at something and crack a funny.

Not tonight and not in the Hisil. Respect was all that mattered here and before stepping over, Vincent Bailey had tied back his hair to allow the silvery brands that ran along his left cheek to be seen clearly. They trailed down his neck and over his bare shoulder and down his left arm, his entire torso bare, wiry muscles glistening in Luna's pregnant gaze but mainly due to the press ups he'd done just before leaving home. Covering his legs were his dedicated jeans and his hands were shoved into his pockets as he approached the Tur.

<<Slick, Kevin.>> he said, dipping his head to them both, moreso to Chantay whom he had known for longer. <<May Luna bless and guide you both.>>

Vinny

[MethodofDestruction]

Starflower

Starflower comes minutes later, Dalu eyes sunken in and skin looking rather sallow. Chantay can tell the young Rahu had probably been awake all night. For once, he doesnt smell like pot. He doesnt smell good, but atleast hes showing some manner of seriousness now. Wearing only his dedicated pants and his bow, he strolls up to the other Uratha, nodding and standing by his Alpha immediately. The comfort of her presence helped calm him down a bit. "Sister, you look nice tonight. Lunas light compliments you." He makes a nod towards Vincent, who he remembered from Jordans First Change months earlier. "Mr. Bailey. Good to see you in excellent health." He looks over the new comer, but doesnt introduce himself or offer an acknowledgement.

Emily

The newly-minted Alpha of Heart of Darkness walks onto the Hisil Tur, wondering how the rest of the Uratha in the city would react. She had met very few, and her pack was fewer still. However, it was her duty to convey what happened to the rest of the Wolves. It was her duty to tell that story, and she could do that on her own easily enough. Still wouldnt hurt to have Matt here to back my ass up. She continues walking toward the rest of the wolves, silent, with her fathers Klaive, as always, at her side in its holster.

[Matt]

Jordan strolled down the path in Hishu form, his smile quickly turned to a frown as he passed Rebecca. What the hell is she doing here? He thought to himself.

Still he would ignore her, this was Tur after all. Attacking her on sight would be a crime. One that Matthew and Sally could not protect him from.

Smiling as he saw the others "Evening everyone. Chantay, Vinny, Starflower; Good to see you again. I hope you are all well." Jordan said clearly ignoring Rebecca. He smiled at the two wolves not mentioned, one he had never seen and one that had been at the Ember Launch party.

[Firebringer]

Not far behind Jordan prowls a dire wolf, silver brands shining brightly through black fur. Matthew gives each of the established wolves a brief nod of greeting, but elects to remain silent for the moment.

Rebecca barely gets a passing glance. I guess we'll see whether she learned anything.

[Alison Yates]

A young looking blonde woman approached the gathering like she belonged, but cautiously. She wore black spit shined combat boots, dark colored motorcyle riding leathers and a Jimmy Hendrix t-shirt.

She noticed some familiar faces and gave them a small half grin, before looking over toward any wolves she might not have met before.

"Yo. Hey guys," Alison said in greeting when she was close enough.

[Kevin Swift]

Kevin turns and nods over towards Vinny, returning the greeting that the beta had just given, <>

The packless Iron Master nods towards Starflower and Emily. It wasn't long before another Uratha arrives, Rebecca, who inquires if he had found a pack. "Not as yet, I have spent time with Vinny's pack not too long ago." Is his reply while studying the spirit brands upon the fellow packless.

Then Jordan and Matthew arrive, Jordan greets pretty much everyone but Rebecca. "Greetings, I am Kevin Swift. I am currently without a pack at this time. I am also an Itheaur of the Farsil Luhal." He takes time to note their own spirit brands. He sticks to English, for now at least.

He nods to the new arrive, Alison.