Mable's Vision Quest

Jul 26th, 2018 09:33 PM

As Krieg had said, Mable Wood felt consciousness expand beyond all she had previously known. She would be in control of her journey. She awoke laying flat upon the surface of the water. The touch of the cool waters could be felt intimately. She became aware of every ripple and stream that fed into the lake. Every fish, every frog, every creature was known to her.

The scent of freshly cut wheat flowed out from her to Mable, carried by a wind that did not bear its mark upon the water. Upon the beach, a woman clothed in gold held out her hand.

**Mable Wood** · Jul 26th, 2018 09:48 PM

Mable lays there soaking in the environment with all her senses. But it was more that just her senses, her mind felt different. She could sense the fish below her even without seeing, hearing or touching them. The scent of wheat drifted to her. Mable looked in the direction it came from and saw a woman in gold. Was this her guide? Was this the one she needed to follow? The woman had an out stretched hand. Looking around her before rising, Mable decided she would go to the woman. Perhaps it was one of the many faces of the goddess. The woman certainly looked like a goddess.

Mable headed towards the beach...

Jul 27th, 2018 02:07 PM

As Mable swam to shore, the woman remained where she stood. The scent of wheat grew stronger the closer the Gangrel approached.

When her feet touched the sand, the woman visage sharpened, clarified, and changed. It was a reflection of herself. Younger from her late teens, older as if she was truly ancient and aged as such, and the same age as she was when she was Embraced.

Her hand remained extended out to her, the scent of wheat and now, apples, fought for her attention.

**Mable Wood** · Jul 27th, 2018 03:29 PM

The smell of apples pulled at her in a strong way. Her memories of fresh ripening apples laden in the trees just ready for plucking and a blue sky. Fluffy white clouds. It had been a long time. And the sweet smell of the fresh wheat drying in the warm sun.

She stood and looked at her. A sharp clear image but almost changing like a holographic image does transforming amongst various ages of herself. Mable reached out her own hand to touch the hand that was stretched out to her.

Jul 27th, 2018 09:23 PM

The woman's ever-changing face grips Mable's hand with a gentle grasp. Powerful sensations threatened to overwhelm her senses - the warmth of living flesh, the pulsing sound of blood coursing through arteries.

While this woman did not speak, Mable felt the gentle instruction to begin her search. Before them, a vast forest waited. A fog illuminated by the full moon hung over the land.

**Mable Wood** · Jul 28th, 2018 10:26 AM

Mable grapples for control over her senses because she certainly wasn't going to attack or feed off of herself. She pushes her beast down and tries to quiet her mind. She has a mission. She must search for something and she will know what it is when she finds it. The moon was full making it seem bright in the forest. Was the fog real? or did it symbolize her dream state? Mable wondered briefly.

Mable felt the command to start her search. She looked around and began walking through the woods. She had decided to start her search at the special clearing. She as she has led Krieg this way to the lake, she led her self? The woman? by the hand back to the clearing. She was curious what it would look like in the vision quest state of mind.

Jul 28th, 2018 12:05 PM

The route that Mable takes toward the clearing is unfamiliar to her psychic form. Sounds of children's laughter and games, are heard. Shadows scamper across her field of vision through the fog. They giggle and tease, "You can't catch me!" one human shaped form calls out.

The voice is bizarrely familiar. A memory from a time before her Embrace tingles at the back of her mind.

**Mable Wood** · Jul 28th, 2018 02:29 PM

Mable is confused for a moment. She was sure the clearing was here but the surroundings weren't right. Then she hears the You can't catch me and a giggle. this brings a giggle to her throat. "Wanna bet?" she questions and runs into the fog thinking about life in the woods. The joy the trees have always brought her. She stops chasing the figure and looks around the foggy woods.

Focus, she needs to focus and find what she is looking for she sniffs the air looking for her path. One thing she would never feel is panic. Not here in the woods. The woods recharge her and make her feel secure and brave. She remembers when she had to fight a bear, not a happy moment for her but the bear was sick. There were no cubs to protect, if there were she would have taken care of them. Mable closed her eyes and felt for the direction to go. She decided to head away from water and from the clearing in a north westward direction.

Jul 28th, 2018 03:20 PM

The shadowy figure darts between trees ahead of Mable. A trail of giggling and childish teasing sounds,"nananana," among them follows in the shadow's wake.

Give me a Wits+Survival or Wits+Composure, whichever is higher, to track down the shadow.

**Mable Wood** · Jul 28th, 2018 05:49 PM

2 successes

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2018-07-28 17:49:07		Mable Wood rolls 6 to track down shadow (10 Again)		6, 4, 4, 10, 7, 7, 8		2 successes

Mable's Vision Quest

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