(1503) Adamantine Arrow

Feb 27th, 2015 02:12 PM

Months had passed since the last full meeting of the Adamantine Arrow. In reflecting upon things since then, Asp found that much had been accomplished since then. The Banisher offensive was in the works, with even the newest arrivals were in the planning stages of their missions. A new Prospect had been found. The Consilium was growing and organizing itself.

It was a time of growth and change, and the Order was doing its part.

Asp had a small duffel bag sitting on the ground next to her seat that contained her training equipment, and her tonfa rested in its holster on her hip. Damascus would need to be Evaluated in more ways than one tonight. On the table in front of her was her everpresent Evian bottle, three quarters full of still-cold water from the VT Refrigerator. It would not last long. It never did at these things.

She checked her phone's clock.

Ten minutes to seven. They'd be here soon.

Until then? Facebook.

**Teeramus** · Feb 27th, 2015 02:24 PM

Striker showed up early. Not being late seemed to be important when you were trying to make a good impression. A better impression. He wore his boots, new jeans and a red polo shirt, his knife and multitool hanging off his belt as usual.

"Hey Asp." he greeted his superior simply. "How's... everything?" he asked generically.

Feb 28th, 2015 06:38 PM

Precast Sight and Shield

Damascus pulled the heavy door aside and again slipped into the vast hall of the Circle of Creation. She was clad in her usual assortment of leathers and a Bowie knife was visibly strapped to her hip via a sheath, though she’d discarded her usual heeled boots in favor of a combat pair which she hadn’t been seen in since her arrival in Sac. Her piercings remained, too close to the skin to catch on anything, though absent were the three or four assorted rings which usually graced her digits.

Spying a pair of familiar faces the petite Asian made her approach. “Asp; Striker. Am I early?” Attempts to suppress the feuding rattlesnakes currently roiling in her stomach met with some limited success. Her familiar, ensconced as they were upon their usual perch, did little to soothe her anticipation.

Equipment

Mar 1st, 2015 02:48 PM

Level entered the building, heralded by the clomp and tap of steel shod boots, the acoustics of the Circle sending the sound echoing through the building. It seemed a shame that the building, designed for song and sermon, was only going to be delivering the sounds of heavy footfall and, knowing the Arrow, grunts of exertion, for the forseeable future.

At least this place looked like it could stand up to an assault or two. That greenhouse, not so much. There was only so much secrecy could do, it wasn't like they enough disciples of prime to conceal everyones' aura. Sooner or later, the shit was going hit the fan. Now all he had to do was persuade Asp to poke the council into earmarking a defence budget. There was no such thing as cheap protection when you where dealing with mages.

"Hey Asp, Striker." He said to the two Arrows, before aknowledging their new prospect. "So, guess that you liked the sound of the Way then?" He said, glossing over the more visceral ways she could've ended up here. Maybe he'd have a chat with her before she hit Battle, becuase if she was going down the same route he had, he wasn't going to let her get to the end of it. He only came through thanks to blind luck, and he doubted the world was kind enough to let that happen twice.

Mar 1st, 2015 02:56 PM

Forgot to include roll :

2 suxx sight+shield

Mar 1st, 2015 05:00 PM

The petite Asian inclined her head toward the weathered Arrow. “Level, is it? Damascus.” The shadow of a smile crossed her features for a moment and then was gone. “It’s not without appeal…”

She glanced around the gathering, taking in the large hall and feeling a definite mismatch in size. “Expecting many others?” Cause if there was one thing she needed it was a crowd to watch her get knocked on her ass.

**Avis** · Mar 2nd, 2015 02:40 AM

Sometimes High Speech wasn't a thing, so sometimes it was good to practice for the scenarios when it would be a hindrance rather than a help. Part of that whole practice thing was learning how to get around when you'd fucked up, and unfortunately for Avis that's what she was doing today. Ah well. People survived without a complete circle of vision. She'd do the same.

Well, maybe. Green eyes went hard as they landed on Striker, and Avis made sure to skirt wide 'round him as she walked up to the assembled Talons...And some faces among those talons didn't quite fit.

"Hey, Damascus, what're you doing here?" Surprised eyes tracked to Level. "And you and I haven't met yet. I'm Avis. First Talon, Warlock Councilor," she said to the elder man, proffering a pale hand.

pot 2 Mental Sheild, pot 1 Misperception

third eye pot 1

-2 mana for 24 hour shields.

Mar 2nd, 2015 03:09 AM

Asp nodded to each of the arrivals as they came, greeting them in turn. "Plenty new, Striker. You'll hear all about it shortly. Should be good."

Once Avis arrived, though, Asp stood up and clapped Damascus on the shoulder in reply to her question. "Damascus took the time to come on by and learn about us, and I got the chance to learn a bit about her. She's decided to step up and ask to Prospect, and I've accepted her request for a shot." She grinned at her Cabalmate. Order growth was good, if the recruit could cut it. "So tonight, we start the Evaluation Phase for her." She gestured to Level, too, figuring it was appropriate to introduce the guy. "This is Talon Level. He's a recent arrival who's getting settled in."

Damascus had asked a question.

"We're expecting others, yeah. A couple more. I'm sure Animus , Weavebreaker and Mace will get here shortly, then we can get to it."

**Animus** · Mar 2nd, 2015 11:43 AM

Animus finds his way in slowly, taking time to study the architecture. This place had always been home, it should have felt natural. And yet, just now something felt subtly cold about the walls, doubts creeping through his mind as he walks. Even the mental protection commonly woven into his pattern had faltered this morning. In a fit of frustration, he'd finally left home without it.

The shaman arrives just in time to catch Asp's announcement with a flicker of sadness. He would not dissuade one whose heart was set on joining the Arrow, but could never see it as cause for celebration. Their role was ever a necessary one, but war took its toll on any mage's psyche.

A toll he knew all too well.

Mental Shield fail

**Teeramus** · Mar 2nd, 2015 11:56 PM

"Hey Damascus. Good to seeya here." Striker greeted the Thyrsus genuinely with a smile.

"Level." he nodded to the Arrow new to the city as he entered.

"Avis." he said, greeting her cautiously as she obviously avoided him.

"Evaluation huh?" He said with a smile at Asp. "What've you got planned then?" he asked with interest.

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2015-02-28 14:14:29	Damascus rolls 8 to Ephemeral Shield (Gno + Spi + HS) (10 Again)	6, 9, 6, 1, 8, 5, 10, 5, 1	3 successes
2015-02-28 14:13:36	Damascus rolls 8 to Second Sight (Gno + Spi + HS) (10 Again)	5, 1, 9, 4, 3, 2, 6, 3	1 success

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2015-03-01 14:55:50		Level rolls 9 to Stone Bastion (combined Dark Matter&Unseen Aegis Int+Occ+Matter+HS-2 combining spells) (10 Again)		2, 6, 7, 10, 2, 6, 6, 8, 1, 6		2 successes

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2015-03-02 02:27:55		Avis rolls 4 to third eye+omnivision (gnos3+space3-2 combined) (10 Again)		3, 6, 4, 3		failure

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2015-03-02 02:28:15		Avis rolls 3 to third eye+omnivision (gnos3+space3-2 combined-1retry) (10 Again)		8, 5, 4		1 success

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2015-03-02 11:34:00	Animus rolls 2 to Gno + Mind - 6 (24hr) - 1 (10 Again)	2, 2	failure
2015-03-02 11:33:30	Animus rolls 3 to Gno + Mind - 6 (24hr) (10 Again)	7, 5, 5	failure

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