The Old Crone Temple (Open)

[DaevaDude]

Narration

All three vampires sense something, though some experience it differently than others. Ishani, more experienced than the others with Auspex, has the clearest idea what is happening, though that doesn't tell her that much of what it means.

All three of the vampires sense a presence. They can't see it clearly, cannot make out much detail other than that it is more or less the size and shape of a human; its form seems to be wavering, or perhaps shifting. Obsidian, devoted of Ghede, can tell immediately it is not a ghost, though what it is, she does not know. Though Ishani has not yet mastered such powers herself, her experience with Auspex tells her that it exists partially in the realm sometimes called Twilight, the realm into which masters of Auspex can project their consciousness. It does not seem to be a vampire, however. None of them sense even a hint of the Predator's Taint from this mysterious entity.

[Ishani]

Ishani growls low in her throat. Probably not a very Mekhet reaction, but she was mainly taught by Gangrel anyway, so for her, it was a natural reaction.

"You need to leave now. This place does not belong to you and you are not welcome here. Go!" She says to the entity, making a mental note to work on that damn astral projection.

[DaevaDude]

As she addresses it, the figure becomes more solid looking, and suddenly, it clearly exists at least partially on a material level. This allows Ishani, Obsidian, Jayant and finally Aesop to see it, and what they see is something dreadful.

What looked like a figure of shifting form is not so much a figure as a mass of movement. Though shaped roughly like a man, and of roughly the same size, it appears to the vampires to be nothing but a mass of crawling, wriggling, reddish-black worms, some tiny and thin, some large and fat with jagged rings of teeth, like a lamprey. It has no discernable features, save for two empty, dark pits where eyes might be on a humanoid face.

It reaches out a crawling appendage, waving it from vampire to vampire. All of the vampires feel a sudden pain wracking their bodies. Ishani and Jayant also feel their bodies recoil, and their flesh literally moving, the Vitae within taking on a life of its own and seeking to avoid this thing. With a shock, as they feel their very blood recoil, their flesh moving of its own devices, both realize they have felt this pain before.

Ishani remebers it from torpor memories. Jayant remembers feeling it in the sewers when he went with his others to confront the mad Bethem.

This is what they remember feeling when the Lost Nights started.

Anyone who wishes to take any physical action that does not involve getting further away from this thing must succeed in a roll of Stamina + Composure - Blood Potency.

[Ishani]

"NO!" Ishani screams, her eyes suddenly wild with fear and hatred. She throws the bottle and rag she is holding at the figure and about runs Jayant over making her way out of the temple. She is not in a frenzy (at least it appears to be a controled flight) but she is also not staying in the now tainted temple.

[Writer]

Obsidian bears the pain, focusing her mind on cold waters, something comforting from her past. This is no ghost. This is something twisted and wrong. She backs away for a few steps before turning and following Ishani out.

[Jayant Nagaraj]

You do not scare me, Monster

2009-10-08 13:41:50
Jayant rolls 7 to Stamina + Composure - BP (10 Again, WillPower)
2, 2, 10, 10, 8, 2, 10, 9, 7, 9
6 successes

Jayant felt his blood recoil and his Naga pull on its chain within his soul, scrabbling and slithering to flee from this thing, this monstrosity.

Yet, it had beaten him once and he would not let it defeat him again. Grimacing and staring with unkind eyes, his knuckles turning white as they gripped his kukri, Jayant catches first Ishani and then Obsidian flee the temple.

Wise thinking, he muses. I am anything but wise, apparently.

He steps before the thing, out of reach of its 'arms'. He was not afraid for himself but of his friend. With eyes as dark as night, Jayant glares upwards into the 'eyes' of this thing and tries to grin, anything to ease the suffering playing in his body.

"You are not welcome here, Monster."

Jayant spends 1 Vitae to activate Night Eyes (Obtenebration 1)

[Ishani]

Before Ishani hits the door she feels the burning begin in her chest. She looks up and sees the door start to move further and further away from her. She had to get out before the burning spread, before it consumed her.

Too late. The boiling blood washed through her chest, abdomin, and into her arms and legs within seconds. Her legs gave out and she went rolling to the floor, trying to curl herself into a ball against the agony. She felt her body being cooked from the inside. Her reasoning self retreated, finding a cold dark place to wait out the fire, but her calculating self remained, analyzing the situation. She knew this pain.

[DaevaDude]

Aesop can roll Int + Occult to have some idea what it is he faces

Thinking himself beyond the creatures's touch, Jayant is almost caught off guard as it thrusts forward its wormy appendage, which stretches and extends itself far beyond the length of a human arm, a hideous, wriggling tentacle. At the same time, Jayant hears Ishani cry out in agony.

Time for Initiative for anyone who wishes to take an action involving the entity.

[Ishani]

2009-10-08 14:02:53 Ishani rolls 1 die for initiative 6

6 + 6 = 12