Since our official meeting closed so suddenly for continuity's sake, there are still a few things to discuss! If everyone agrees, maybe we can say that our Kindred exchanged contact information. Chris has invited you all to come to the Crone Farm again (after Court, of course). He wants to discuss a few matters, like personal information and personal believes. Also, if you wish, you should think about a "role" you wish to play in the Circle (CotC p. 45).
Yumyumcrow
, I suppose Dirge and/or Gunnar could be here if you have the time, but it's not necessary.
And we should do Status after this!
It still feels strange to be Hierophant of a Circle he hardly knows, but Chris is determined to make this work, and to make the Circle great again. In his absence from Sacramento, he spoke to an old friend, his mentor, an acolyte he deems spiritually superior to himself. With her guidance, he got new inspiration for the Circle in Sacramento. And... some other plans.
Because electing a Hierophant is enough business for one night, many things remained unsaid during their last meeting. Therefor Chris has invited his fellow acolytes.
Sinead Lovekin
, former High Priestess of a burned Temple in Yarmouth. Through tribulation, she came to Sacramento. The Goddess forged her path, she appears to spiritually developed, Chris expects her to have her own view on things. From the few moments they had, he thinks that the opposite is true for
Notaku
, the imposing man is mysterious in his own way, but also inexperienced. Still, the Hierophant may learn a great deal from him, for he has never been in touch with Native American rituals. It is something to look forward to. Then
Edwin Bridges
, yeah, he's going to make this Circle rock. A man of few words, but one who has great confidence. The Mekhet wants to know more about this guy, definitely.
He sits at the head of a large rough wooden table in one of the bigger rooms of the farm, ten people could easily sit around it. Dimmed lights give the room a warm atmosphere. Far sounds of the kine surrounding the farm can still be heard in the night. Chris is not wearing anything special, he almost never does.
Maybe I should think about that?
As Hierophant, you can justify quite the eccentric fashion choices. Tonight he chose for something simple, with the usual black jeans and suede desert boots. So he waits, much like any man of his apparent age, with his phone in his hands...