Neutral Ground VIII

Apr 19th, 2013 03:02 PM

In Sacramento, the Tur lines lead the children of Father Wolf and Mother Luna to a desolate grave in the Hisil atop a hill. Scratched into the stone are the words 'Here lies Flame-of-Man'. The stone needs no more explanation than that, as it stands vigil across the neutral ground for the three packs of Sacramento.

The morning is breaking across the horizon, casting away tufts of storm tossed clouds. Spring is firmly here, and every so often, a dull squawk resounds across the Hisil as the great, verdant forests are at their most active, and thus their most predatory. Occasionally, driven to roost by their natural instincts, Bird Spirits forget this too.

Fortunately, the parks never really fully wake up, but everything in the shadow eats.

High above, Luna shows half-faced, an Honourable portent for the night, light and dark in equal measure. Both sides of every argument, a reminder that even in the darkest places there is light. Honour is a heavy burden, but it is also a great light.

Apr 21st, 2013 07:56 AM

Alejandra strode confidently onto the Tur, her chosen Hishu form unusual given her propensity to patrol and wander as the wolf. She wanted a little change, and the gentle warm spring breeze did feel nice on her bare skin. The scarred war wounds were prominent on her arms, a paler shade against the darker tones of her skin. She bore them proudly, each one a mark of her ferocity in battle and survival.

Seeing that she was the first to arrive on the Tur - another new thing for the Uratha who preferred the background, Alejandra sat down in the soft grass and leant against one of the many trees to wait.

Apr 21st, 2013 02:28 PM

Luna's balance in the sky above them was a beautiful backdrop for a night at the gravesite of the honoured Flames-of-Man. The Tur was quiet thus far. Only Foestalker was here so far, though Nick Munroe did not expect anything different. He came to see who else would come; would there be new Crusaders to be found tonight? The Farsil Luhal did not know, but the possibility was intriguing. Arriving in his Hishu form wearing his simple white t-shirt and jeans, he looked to the sky for a moment, then to Alejandra. He did not know the Shadow Seekers' Irraka, but her brands spoke of great Glory and Cunning, respectable traits for one such as he, who so often crossed paths with war.

He greeted her with a little nod. "Good evening, Foestalker."

**Nieves Werra** · Apr 21st, 2013 03:23 PM

The young Rahu, Nieves, rested from her nap, decides to patrol the Sworn's territory in the Hisil. But first, she heads for the Tur, wishing to learn if there were any news of further danger in the city she was unaware of. She still wears her Hishu form, making her clothes appear baggy about her lithe figure, more convenient for the transition to Dalu which she favored.

Upon seeing the Blood Talon and Iron Master she greets them, "Evening." It was odd, but only that, to see them each wear the guise of the herd in the Hisil. But Nieves was no different tonight. Sometimes it just felt natural. "The city seems alive tonight. How've you both been?" she asks, sticking to pleasantries.

Apr 24th, 2013 10:14 AM

Identifying the incoming Uratha, Alejandra jerked her head upward once in a sign of greeting. She didn't rise immediately, finding the grassy ground comfortable even without being in Urhan. She summoned to mind the name of the slightly familiar male, recalling him to be one of the Crusaders.

"Nick Monroe," Alejandra answered to the verbal greeting, as formally as was possible without having a deed name for him.

Her attention quickly shifted to Nieves, as the other woman approached the two of them. She wondered passingly how the Sworn were coming along, after Kevin had been evicted, but refrained from vocalising her curiosity. "Nieves Werra. I have been well. The two of you?"

Small talk was not particularly her thing, but she still understood simple politeness.

**Dark Passenger** · Apr 24th, 2013 04:23 PM

Surprisingly as the first one not in Hishu form, Melissa arrives at the Tur. Step by step, Sacramento would get to know her. Now the time was right to show her Urhan form. With slow cautious steps a wolf comes closer to the group of Uratha.

<<Good evening.>>

It is not often that the Cahalith changes. She actually likes being in Hishu most. But sometimes she has to. She needs to. It is all part of the bigger change. And her urge to change is stronger with every day.

She dips her head in a greeting. Nick, Alejandra, Nieves... she thinks to remind herself.

Change

Apr 28th, 2013 08:04 AM

The black wolf that raced towards the Tur, paws flying across the earth, shone with the potency of his Renown. The new Alpha of the Shadow Seekers came to a halt next to his packmate, and with an effortless movement ripples back into his Hishu form. The Cahalith used all his forms equally, favouring neither human nor wolf. It was a balance that he was perfectly content with. He was neither one nor the other, but both.

"It's a good moon tonight," he remarked, looking up at the half-face of Luna high above. "An Honourable one. A good night for newcomers to arrive."

He glanced at the group, reserving his gaze first for Alejandra, before his storm grey eyes moved over the others.

"Foestalker. Nick, Nieves, Melissa. Good evening."

Apr 28th, 2013 12:24 PM

Nick gave a little nod to the others as they arrived, a little half-smile crossing his face for a moment as the nurse arrived. He was glad to see she was finding her way - and indeed, challenging herself to become a Crusader. He wondered what that would look like on the battlefield, but was glad to see it nonetheless.

"I'm well," he replied, his eyes tracking over to Foestalker. Then Stefan Anderson arrived, and Nick raised a hand in greeting. "Shieldbearer. Good to see you." He remembered well the trial of Kevin Swift, and his respect for the Cahalith had grown there. He had been neither harsh nor unduly kind. It had been an Honourable trial, reflecting the half-moon of Luna above.

Apr 28th, 2013 12:26 PM

Celeste had driven all night. She didn’t look tired or distressed from doing so. Regarding long distance driving, it was a preference for the night. Too many idiots were on the road in the day anyway. It always seemed like the last leg of the car right was the worst. Pulling in from the East, following the main highway into town, the Ithaeur sighted the lines, obscure to the Herd. At least she wasn’t here aimlessly, which was a bit par for the course out yonder where she came from. Sometimes Uratha wanted the simpler life or a one pack town.

Finding her way to the Tur, Celeste decidedly chose not to come out of the vehicle with a cigar hanging out of her mouth. The motions of it kept her steady on the road. But it actually started when her Beta taught her a trick. If you have something in your mouth, you’re less likely to bitch out someone without thinking. Considering he was a foreman he knew the ropes, and when not to flip shit on someone before putting yourself in check. Not to mention, the Storm Lord had been told of some fucking smoking ban in California. That would require investigation.

Getting out of her truck, in Hishu form, Celeste proceeded with caution despite carrying herself well. She wasn’t timid, but it was the wise thing to do in her eyes. Jeans, dark blue t-shirt steel toed boots and a particular necklace were worn, always prepared for whatever was to come. Besides, it was the Tur, hopefully this town upheld the same as many others. Wondering if the upcoming half-faced Luna had something to do with her run in a couple nights back. Slipping into the Hisil as she pressed forward upon the other Uratha.

“”Ello.” The collected voice of the Ithaeur spoke. Which mirrored her other voice. <<Greetings.>> A quick and pleasant nod of her head to those gathered in the area.

**Nieves Werra** · Apr 28th, 2013 02:46 PM

"Can't complain," replied the Rahu to Alejandra. It wasn't that she couldn't complain though, so much as she didn't want to sound like a whining pup by complaining about the Sworn's many problems they were dealing with.

She greets Melissa with a simple wave. "Melissa, right?" she asks, having not seen her Urhan form and the smell wasn't as distinct while she was in Hishu.

Nieves dips her head respectfully to the most Honorable among them. "Shieldbearer, good evening." Though Nieves had hoped to get news of any new dangers present in the Hisil, it seemed everyone was all very relaxed and upbeat. Maybe that was news enough for her, so she refrained from asking anyone straightaway. Stefan seemed to be anticipating newcomers to the Tur.

And lo and behold, one arrives, unfamiliar to Nieves. The word of First Tongue sounded strange coming from a Hishu-mouth, but Nieves still understands it and replies, "Hello."

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2013-04-24 16:03:24		Melissa rolls 6 to Sta + Sur + PU to change to Urhan (10 Again)		10, 3, 9, 9, 2, 8, 8		5 successes

Neutral Ground VIII

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