(The Eye) Fever Dreams

Dec 24th, 2018 12:56 AM

Shadows move in the fever dreams of the torpid Kindred. Each sees themselves. Each sees one another. They stand together in a dark room, flashes of grey slate flooring spattered with Blood in a circle as lightning falls outside. There is a feeling of togetherness. A feeling of oneness, of hope and of power. Krieg, the Heirophant, the cultist and father of this Circle. Mable Wood, the caretaker, the tender of the lands. Thomas Boyle, the occultist, a heart of knowledge.

One stands outside the circle. He does not belong with them, yet he is welcome in this calling, for it calls to all equally. Adam Exlibrist, the dark scholar of the Lancea et Sanctum. All called. All equal in this moment.

Whispers in the dark of blindness. Whispers in the dark of desperation. Of capture. Of a desperate need to be free. The blood on the floor begins to burn, driving the Crone together and the Lance apart, but there is no fear. Red flames turn white-hot, and a scream rises up and up in pitch until it is so high it can no longer be heard --

Promises of knowledge. Promises of access to what it knows. To what it can do, if only it is free. Darkness, to be sure, but there is a oneness between them all, between them and --

An eye, carved to perfection in jet-black obsidian. It stares lidlessly, only to blink and weep a river of perfect Blood, only to shift back into rock. Symbols flash, fast and green, in languages ancient and unclear before finally one comes that everyone can understand:

Save me.

A flash of a grand building, all in white, bustling with Kine who have no idea what is among them --

And now, an occult-focused plot for the Circle of the Crone and Lancea et Sanctum! If you'd like to play, toss me a Wits + Occult with -1, -3 or -5 depending on the difficulty (and depth of dream interpretation) you wish to get.

Adam Exlibrist may choose to roll the roll above OR Wits + Academics -1, -3 or -5 instead for some him-in-particular knowledge based on his skill set.
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Dec 24th, 2018 04:51 AM

Thomas swims in darkness.

Gradually, he is able to make out some details: the face and silhouette of Mable the Gangrel. The hulking mass that is Krieg, the Nosferatu Hierophant. Another man who, although his Beast is hidden - Thomas instinctively knows to be a vampire. He can't name the man, even if his face's known from a recent gathering in the Nox.

Flames. Sweltering heat. Why aren't they feeling it? Why is the Beast blind to this obvious threat? Why is the feeling of togetherness only strenghtening as temperature rises? Who what is this being that calls out to them in darkness, promising knowledge and power? What language are the strange symbols? And what is the ivory structure at the endo of their vision?

Questions, questions. Most people would strive to swim up, to wake into the reality they know, but not Thomas. He plunges deeper, struggling to hold onto strands of meanings, but it's like trying to catch sand in a running river. Finally, confident there's nothing more to be gleaned from the vision, he emerges.

Thomas opens his eyes.

1 success

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2018-12-24 04:32:31	Thomas Boyle rolls 6 to Interpret dream (Wits + Occult - 3 +WP) (10 Again, WillPower)	5, 1, 7, 2, 6, 10, 7	1 success

Dec 24th, 2018 10:05 AM

Deep within an abandoned church, Adam's slumber is disturbed with a vision. One his eidetic memory would not allow him to forget. Unfortunately, the abstract nature of the vision prevents him from unraveling its mysteries.

failure

His library is greatly missed. Without access to the rows and stack of tomes, the mystery would just have to remain. There were other tasks he needed to accomplish.

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2018-12-24 09:58:14	Adam Exlibrist rolls 6 to Wits + Occult - 5 (10 Again, WillPower)	2, 5, 7, 2, 1, 5	failure

**Mable Wood** · Dec 24th, 2018 10:21 AM

Mable sees shadows of those she recognizes and a new face, one of the new guys a shadow or a shadow? Blood is spilled on the floor and begins to burn. Someone cries for help, but Mable is mesmerized by the flames and their shifting colors.

failure

Dec 26th, 2018 07:17 PM

It is a dream. It is not a dream. It is a hidden truth that has been unveiled. In his slumber, Krieg reaches toward the eye. "Goddess," he cries out into the dreamscape, "I am coming."

2 successes

Dec 27th, 2018 01:31 PM

Swimming in darkness, Mable Wood and Adam Exlibrist cannot pierce the veil of this dream further - but Adam knows the building. Of course he does. He has never forgotten a thing in his life. Some brochure somewhere, reviewed in passing, a thing most people from elsewhere would forget, but he has seen that place. He recognizes it. It's the Crocker Art Museum. He's sure. Whatever this thing is, be it metaphorical or physical, it is there.

Thomas Boyle sees more. Whatever this is, it radiates of Hunger. For freedom. For connection. For Blood. This is more than just a statue. Cultures all over the world have stories of items that have spirits within or monsters within or awakened, enlightened souls trapped in a stone. Maybe they're true. Maybe they're not. But when the Ventrue wakes, he knows. Whatever this is, Vitae matters to it. In this, they are one.

Krieg, master occultist Krieg, swift-witted Krieg, oh -- the Hierophant opens himself up to the dream, driving down the barriers between himself and this Thing. Walls down, he finds himself able to reach out, to touch the stone. The Vitae weeping from its eye burns of corruption, of a certain wrongness, like this thing does not belong. He feels its magic, feels its seductive lure, and he knows that when it speaks of offerings it will give, that it can give them.

The Hierophant reads one of the sigils whipping past before it calls out to be saved.

It's a cross, radiating in holy fire.

Could the Lancea et Sanctum know more about this?

This thread is being closed. If you folks want to do a scene together to discuss, feel free. Tag it 'The Eye' and proceed at will.

(The Eye) Fever Dreams

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