(Guilty of Dreaming) Coffee Corner

[Rhodes]

Rhodes searches his memory for any recollection of Queen Anne.

  Holy heck.

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2018-09-05 04:31:39		Rhodes rolls 1 to Recall Queen Anne? Int2+Streetwise1-3 (10 Again, Chance)		10, 6		1 success

Rhodes hasn't been throught he City, so that route is out. Depending on what this gets me, I might still try for the investigation roll as well.

[Saber Sloth]

Posts from the 2018 Rollback!

Freya discreetly takes out her phone rises from the group and steps away for a moment. Looking into news and perhaps acquaintances old and new, Freya aims to use whatever resources she has in order to actively seek out rumors regarding Queen Anne. The process will be difficult of course, but the Den Mother sees it as absolutely necessary. If she was of the Lost, she could be in danger. Or she could help bring some insight or aid to the Quilled One. They needed to know.

  2 successes

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2018-09-23 08:23:20		Rhodes rolls 9 to Plotting the sickened children Int2+Investigation4+3 (10 Again)		9, 9, 3, 4, 2, 8, 2, 4, 4		3 successes

Lucifer knows from her own journey through San Francisco, and mutterings from her lover,

That Queen Anne as is and was San Francisco's Queen of Fear, she was ran out of the city when new of her exploits and tastes were released to the Freehold at large.

A Motley rumoured to have the name Rouge's Gallery is said to have given out the information as the fled the Bay area, curiously one of the members described is a blue elf.

Queen Anne's right had is said to have ran with her. Along with several others.


Rhodes with his ear to the ground knows, That Queen Anne was and still might be San Francisco's Dread Queen. She is a Wizened fetchmaker of perverse tastes. Whispers also say that she didn't flee San Francisco alone.


Freya and her consumption of the media can discern that Quill....might not be the only victim. From Fresno to Redding children have been falling into comas. Unbreakable, and withering away. Doctors, specialists and various investigators have no leads. Social Media is a riot of messages wondering about a new disease, and the possibility of outbreak.

Penance contemplates in silence.

Penance, having recently migrated here off the West Coast, feels like the name is vaguely familiar. Like she may have heard it in conversation once or twice. But any recollection of what it pertained to was lost to her. Not that she was surprised, it was a bit harder for her to pick up random chitchat here, especially when she had first arrived. It was hard to tune in to rumors when you needed to pay close attention to discern them.

"She... might be real? I would not know for certain. I believe this means I should make more friends in the city. I do not know much beyond our club members."

"Hmmm...." Rhodes muses aloud. "I did hear of a Queen Anne once... she was the Dread Lady of San Francisco, last I knew. A wizened of questionable action and taste. Some say she left the city with others. Not alone, at least."

He taps on the arms of the chair. "Distance matters not in the Dreaming. Although San Francisco is not so far from here. Perhaps it would be prudent to look for more information."

"Perhaps we should spread word. See what our own Blue Elf has to say. See if the Markets will speak to us, or sell us some information for a price. Perhaps we must even go to the Bay Area ourselves and see if we can follow the trail from it's source," Lucifer suggested after a few moments.

Returning to the group, the Den Mother's face was painted with a soft expression of sadness. She guides herself back to her seat and silence, letting the group state all they knew before finally piping up, her voice quiet and downcast, "Our quilled friend is probably not the only one locked in the nightmare... People from Fresno to Redding are falling into comas. The hospitals can't link it to anything and some of the Blind think its a new disease. Those victims that I could find are children." It is at the last word that Freya's demeanor began to shift. In the darkness of her mind, She-Who-Stalks paced in anger and anticipation. For she shared the Den Mother's maternal drive.

When Freya looked up to regard the group, her look was no longer tinged with a mother's sorrow, but with a smoldering anger. "Children..." she repeated, emphasizing the youth of the victims. They did not deserve this, regardless of whether or not they endured a Durance. And, as Freya's Durance had often reminded her: a mother protects. Her gaze landed first to Rhodes as he discussed Queen Anne's history. his words eliciting an agitated huff from the Hunterheart's throat. The sound was near animalistic and accompanied by the light ruffling of feathers in the bird-thing's Mien.

A perverse Fear-feeder... Tainted? Is it possible?

An expression of realization spread like wildfire across Freya's face as her eyes then snapped to Lucifer, regarding her for a long moment as she signaled some of her own findings... or memories? The anger remained, but the Den Mother was rational, she needed more information. She-Who-Stalks did not and instead begged for release at the promise of a Hunt. Freya spoke, "Are you absolutely certain that the poison you contacted was from the Gentry?" The thought in her mind was plain to see. She thought Queen Anne involved directly. Shifting her gaze again to Rhodes, "Is it possible that one of the Lost could produce it? Or maybe... serve as a carrier, perhaps unwittingly? Or perhaps intentional? As a Loyalist to a Keeper?"

If Queen Anne is involved and intentional... The Stalker gets to play. That is unforgivable.

[Rhodes]

Huh. I wasn't aware Circe was from San Fransisco. Interesting.

Rhodes nods in agreement. "Let's spread our tendrils locally first. I had heard there was no sign of a local Market - probably due to the small Freehold size - but nearby places may possess one with hobs willing to talk. It's possible we may need to visit west, but Lady Anne is not someone I want to cross unduly."

The Flowering looks to Freya. "A sleeping sickness? It could be connected, I suppose." He rubs hs chin thoughtfully. "I'm not sure if we can taint dreams... we can bend them, break them, turn fantasies to nightmares, but true poison..." Rhodes shakes his head. "I would easily believe a member of the Gentry could sent a poison via a willing or unwilling Lost. I have never heard of it before, but I could believe it possble."

The Fairest pulls a phone from his jacket. "I will contact the Spring Queen, and see if she can recall any other details from the Dream that may be of note."

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[Lucifer]

"It is whispered that the oldest of us, those who are steeped so strongly in the Wyrd, are like shadows of the Gentry themselves. Nevertheless, what I felt was no shadow," Lucifer declared, her voice low and trembling. "It was Them. This Queen Anne might be acting on their behalf, but They are looking over her shoulder, if they are not pulling her strings.

"Though," Lucifer added after a moment, a long, taloned nail tapping against the table, "perhaps this means that the Children are the breadcrumbs that we must follow, so that we might save Hanzel and Gretel from their Witch. Perhaps they mark the trail of where Queen Anne has been. Can any among us track this? Find who was the first child, and the second, and perhaps we can add pins to a map and see where she has come from, and where she is going."

Int+Investigation roll to make a map of all the children stricken?

[Saber Sloth]

Yes! Int+Investigation and since this is very well documented in the media, +3!

[Freya]

Freya gave a solemn nod as the others began to come to a similar conclusion as her own.

Then Luci began to float the idea of mapping a victims. The reasoning seemed obvious to Freya. Track the effect to find the Path. The Path leads to the Prey. The very thought of the Hunt would have made She-Who-Stalks salivate in anticipation, but... it was not to be. The Den Mother was in control and rationale thought ruled the day. For now.

God, Freya, you're losing your touch.

After a few moments, Freya gave a nod. "I can... give it a try." Then the phone was out again, she would ignore the greater discussion for now, dedicating herself to the task. The phenomenon was well-documented. News stories up the wazoo.

After some time, Freya would breathe out in relief. She had found something at least.

  1 success

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2018-09-22 23:45:04		Freya rolls 9 to Map Coma Victims! (10 Again)		8, 1, 1, 4, 7, 2, 6, 7, 5		1 success

[Rhodes]

Rhodes nods at Lucifer's declaration. "The wyrd makes us less and less what we once were. It stands to reason."

While waiting for the reply to his text to Ingrid, Rhodes similarly pulls up some news articles on his phone and a notepad from his pocket, jotting down the recorded information, relaying his information to Freya for her Map.

  3 successes

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2018-09-23 08:23:20		Rhodes rolls 9 to Plotting the sickened children Int2+Investigation4+3 (10 Again)		9, 9, 3, 4, 2, 8, 2, 4, 4		3 successes

[Circe]

Circe was messier then usual when she arrived. She'd not bothered to do more then put on jeans, shoes, and a coat plus holsters. And then had to re-dress to include her under vest. She even still had bed head hair. The only thing stylish on the Fairest was the tote bag holding her laptop and extra ammo.

As it was Circe had gotten here fast enough to violate quite a number of traffic laws. She was panting as she entered, complaining about store hours in Italian is she stormed in. Circe stomped right up to Penance, "Okay. I'm here. I'm goin' ta need details. Especially about what that bitch has been up ta. I warn ya," her voice is low, "I couldn't get a rifle 'n scope on short notice so I'm kinda pissed off right now."

The blueberry elf didn't even notice the others present.