Gates Galore

Jan 15th, 2019 07:30 PM

Sometimes you needed a place to relax and unwind. Surprisingly, many found solace in such a place as the Old Sacramento Cemetery. This wasn’t just any cemetery, it was full of gardens, beautiful iron works, pathways and much more. One would have to walk around for several hours before seeing everything there is to see, and that’s not including all the old headstones.

Hardly anyone disturbed another here. People casually strolled and didn’t say a thing to another person. It was believed that anyone could be here visiting a loved one, long gone, or finding their ancestors the old fashioned way.

There was something unique about this place for those who were not human. The ability to find what one was looking for of the Changeling variety. There were hidden places all around that the humans didn’t seem to wander, and perfect to find a Hedgegate.

Today was a chillier than normal day. There were only a handful of people out walking or doing headstone rubbings. There was one man that was out walking who looked far different than any human….

Please post what your character has on their person (backpack, contents, etc.) Questions, please keep them to this thread and note which plot they are for.

Jan 16th, 2019 06:22 AM

It is said that dead men tell no tales, but this is hardly true. Every headstone, every mourner and every dark corner here were hiding a number of stories each, and that is why Abraham was here today. The Cemetery, although not the first thing coming to mind when one thought 'Spring', had a mystical allure to it, in no small part because it reverberated with fae magic. A security concern, if nothing else.

Sitting on a bench, Abraham spotted a lone man, noticeably different than any other here - he looks emaciated, and the proportions aren't quite right. The knight-errant looks closer, trying to pinpoint anything concretely peculiar. Does he have any strange symbols or tattoos on him? Is he observing any particular place or person? Are there visible weapons? He doesn't approach the man, not yet, instead behaving in a quiet and reserved manner.

One wonders is Fate'd be so kind to provide him with some backup.

1 success

Equipment: Curved sword, deck of cards, smartphone, a small backpack with high-calorie nourishment, a box of matches

**Seraphina** · Jan 16th, 2019 11:01 AM

While some found cemeteries depressing or spooky, the Treasured found them peaceful.

No one bothered you, you could be alone with your own thoughts and just wander. She could dress as casually as she wanted, and no one batted an eye. Today it was jeans and a black long sleeved fitted shirt. Over which she had her Hedgespun jacket and her Hedgespun necklace hung around her neck. She had sneakers on and despite the casual appearance, was still stunning. It was a Fairest thing.

The older headstones were neat to look at, seeing the dates and names. Though some did remind her of how close she was to having one for herself.

As she was enjoying the quiet, she catches two things. One? A weird guy, there was just something that seemed off about it. And two, Abraham. So she walks over to her fellow Spring, while keeping an eye on the thin guy.

Smiling, “Hi!” she greets when close enough. Then her voice lowers, “You see that guy?”

2 successes

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2019-01-16 10:53:06	Sera rolls 4 to Looking at the guy(Wits+Comp) (10 Again)	1, 9, 8, 6	2 successes

Hedgespun necklace and jacket(listed in mini sheet)sneakers, smart phone, bottle of water in bag with small trinkets(costume jewelry)

**Rhodes** · Jan 17th, 2019 03:47 PM

It seemed almost too obvious, that Fear should arise in such a place. Though Sorrow was obvious, this was not the sharp stab of sudden terror, all edges and sharp flavours. No, Fear of Death was both old and new, so primal and yet so rationalised in this modern age. A deep, rich flavour, like a fine wine. And yet, it took a specific type of person to generate enough Fear to be useful.

The sort of levels Rhodes felt as he looked out towards the Gardens.

Swallowing, the Dread Lord moved onwards between the tombstones. Then he spots it. Some blossoms on the air. In January.

Reaching out, his own Mantle spins them into his hand. Sniffing them gently, a smile spreads across his lips. Sure enough, moving beyond the next row of graves is Seraphina, with Norton, and watching.... a very peculiar individual.

Sidling up alongside them, He coughs to reveal himself. "Still a little early for Spring, isn't it?" he chuckles to himself. "And who is this we are watching, hmm?"

Jan 18th, 2019 08:58 PM

The man was still on a path long off but in sight to the three Changelings. He noticed them noticing him...

Which caused him to pause. He took his hat off and tipped it to them. For most, it was a normal friendly gesture, but what was so different about him? His cane tapped on the ground as he walked, it was just as unique as the man who was slow strolling their direction, still at a distance.

Along the wrought iron area that they stumbled upon, the remains of creeping vines lingered. There was a hint of green to them, but otherwise withered and dying, but making it easier for the next years vines to grow.

Feel free to roll Kenning if you'd like.

Jan 19th, 2019 02:39 PM

"That I do" he responds to the Joyeux, still glaring at the stranger as if the knight-errant fears he'll disappear the moment eyes are taken off of him "Looks... out of place, doesn't he?"

And then Rhodes appears between them, getting a polite greeting "It's never too early or too late for a bit of Spring" Abraham says with a kind smile "Wish I could tell you" Their mark was weird, perhaps even supernatural. But the time for setting up a fae radar is not now. Now the Flowering needs all the focus he can muster.

Getting up from the bench, Abraham positions himself between Sera and Rhodes and the approaching man, acting as a living wall. Maintaining eye contact, he brushes the hilt of his sword for a passing moment, in an attempt to convey an unspoken message "Behave... or else"

Silent, Abraham waits for the stranger to approach them.

**Seraphina** · Jan 19th, 2019 04:47 PM

If the cough didn’t reveal him, the chill from his Mantle would have. A wide smile appears, she looked glad to see him.

“Early for Spring? Never.” She attempts to look hurt at the thought, but it didn’t work. She was still grinning.

“Not sure yet. But there’s something odd about him.”

Oh, he saw them. Was that a good thing or a bad thing? With the tip of the hat, she felt herself smile.

Now he was coming towards them. Well, guess they’d learn if he was nice or not.

Nodding to the Knight, “He does. But I can’t put my finger on it.” And that bothered her.

As Abraham stand between them and the guy, she wasn’t sure how to take that. On one hand, it was sweet. On the other, it bothered her, she was able to defend herself. But, she keeps quiet. Moving slightly to get a better view of the guy and what he does.

Can't, Clarity is too low

**Rhodes** · Jan 20th, 2019 03:43 AM

The Dread Lord arches an eyebrow at Norton as he stands guard, giving Sera a sidelong glance. Knights. Carrying a sword in public is hardly discrete.... He looks at the approaching man.

"Hmm.... I wonder...." Rhodes says, opening his eyes to the world around him.

1 success

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2019-01-20 03:20:54	Rhodes rolls 7 to Kenning: Clar7 (10 Again)	2, 4, 4, 7, 5, 5, 8	1 success

Jan 20th, 2019 05:48 PM

The withered and bony figure didn't change his pace while walking rhythmically toward them. Rhodes' senses came through, and validated that this man was one of their own.

The man stopped precisely at an archway, the wrought iron was intricate and beautifully scrolled through each long piece that held it into the ground. A slow nod of his head and an indication for them to move toward them was made. His demeanor suggested he wasn't moving to them any further.

Jan 21st, 2019 02:36 AM

It could be a trap.

But so what if it was? Were they going to simply turn back, to allow the danger continue to lurk, to pass by the promise of adventure? Never! Therefore, Abraham continues down the path, his long green coat feeling like the mantle of an envoy, even if he himself didn't have the authority to convey the will of the Freehold. Stopping upon reaching the distance small enough for them to both talk and engage in combat when if necessary, Abraham sacrifices a second to make sure the others are either directly beside him or whenever they actually want to be, and then speaks:

"May I help you, sir?"

His tone reserved. As far as the knight-errant is concerned, this man is an unknown quantity at best, an intruder at worst.

Gates Galore

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