Acolyte Assignments (Attn: Dirge, Obsidian)

[DaevaDude]

Having sent a message and received a response, Circe awaits the arrival of Obsidian, and hopefully Dirge as well. While waiting, she continues toiling away in the living room of the farmhouse on her property, which she has transformed into a workshop. At the moment, she is working on masks some wooden masks. Several masks hang along the walls already. Other works in progress include a painting depicting Persephone in the Underworld and two small, half-finished marble scupltures depicting goddess figures.

Circe works in the nude. Her ghouled serpent is coiled on a nearby table, while her ghouled wolf is watchful by the door. One of her pair of homunculi sits atop a bookshelf, motionless as a church gargoyle, while the other clambers about on the front porch.

[Writer]

Obsidian parks her car and gets out.

"We are here, Dirge."

She walks around to the other side of the car to open the door for Dirge and her companion.

[Dirge]

Dirge unbuckles her safety belt and grabs Cerberus by the collar and he hops out onto the ground. "Thanks for the ride, I really appreciate it," she said as climbs out of the car and grabs hold of her came and dog's harness.

[Writer]

"Let's find Circe. I've not been to her property before."

Obsidian heads to the front door of the farm house.

[Dirge]

Dirge followed the sound of Obsidian's footsteps and made her way to the farm house. The place sounded so much quieter than the city making every sound around her much more intense.

What does the Hierophant what to discuss with us? She pondered as they approached the building.

[DaevaDude]

As the two approach the porch, Obsidian notices a very strange creature on the porch. It has smooth, mottled skin, a rodent-like face, small arms and hands and a bestial yet intelligent appearance to its eyes. It is crouched on all fours, but stands on its back legs as Obsidian, Dirge and Cerberus approach. It opens its mouth and makes some chattering noises, showing a double row of very sharp teeth as it does so, and it quickly becomes obvious that it isn't just making noises, but actually speaking, albeit in some strange language.

[Writer]

Obsidian stops at the first step to the porch and watches the creature for a moment. She remembers Circe's snake and wonders if this is another of Circe's servants. This one seems to be more of a mind than a mere animal, however.

"Please let Circe know her guests have arrived," she says to the creature. Whether this was truly one of Circe's servants or not, she and Dirge would soon find out. In the mean time, Obsidian thought it wise to keep some distance between them.

[DaevaDude]

The creature looks back and forth between the two vampires, then turns around and tugs at the screen door, wedging its small fingers between the door and frame and finally managing to push the door open enough to wedge itself inside. The vampires hear it speaking a bit more loudly in its chattering voice, then hear Circe's voice.

"Please, come in," she says. "Don't mind my children or servants, they won't cause you any harm."

Using both hands, its weight and all its (apparently minimal) might, the little creature pushes the door open to admit Obsidian and Dirge.

[Writer]

Obsidian walks up the steps of the porch and through the doorway. She paces herself so that Dirge can keep up in the unfamiliar setting.

"Circe, you have yourself a little family here, don't you? Your property is such a pleasant change from the city sights."

[DaevaDude]

"I do enjoy the company of the creatures, yes, and I feel more in touch with the Divine while in a more natural setting." She turns away from her work table, setting down her tools, still nude and apparently comfortable that way.

The wolf stands, brushing against Circe's leg, and looks at the newcomers, but does not approach or demonstrate any sign of hostility.

"Please, come in and have a seat," Circe says, gesturing to some simple chairs. "Dirge, do you require any sort of assistance?"