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  1. #1
    Winter's Avatar
    Winter
    Presence
    (Stoic)
    Education
    (West Point Grad)
    Occultation
    Winter

    Nimbus

    Dark shadows scatter in ordered symmetrical patterns traversed by a crackling pallid silver light that wraps Winter in a pleasantly numbing and icy coldness.
    When vulgar magic is cast, the frequency of the oscillation of the dark fluid surges until the shadows arrange themselves in a solid black halo around Winter's head, the white light darkens into a fiery black sunlight and his eyes are set ablaze with vivid incandescence.
    Stats

    Health:
    Mana:
    WP:
    Armor: 1(General)/2(Ballistic)
    Defense: 3

    Active Spells: 1/6
    Personal Spells: 1/3
    Incognito Presence (Mind 2) Rote, Scene, Pot[1]

    1
    OCC
    2
    PRE

    It was an elegant place, he'd recognize that much. He did even have to don his best suit, lest the Hierarch be embarrassed in front of his customers and employees by that strange and gruff customer that seemingly was more than a mere acquaintance.
    The Moros had a lot of... stuff, the Guardian thought. Now he just had to wonder about how stocked the Athenaum was.
    He plays with the bottle of 2011 Chianti in his hands; he rarely ever drank anymore, but now was an occasion to splurge. Besides, between one talk and another, they had to pass time until the Acanthus girl and then Cosmo arrived.
    "Hmm", he says aloud as he studies a late 17th century map of Europe, waiting until the Hierarch has dealt with his last customer and has sent his employees for lunch, "very good stuff", he nods appreciatively.


  2. #2
    Yumyumcrow's Avatar
    Campanella
    Campanella

    Campanella
    Ingrid

    2
    PRE

    ST Note: I have stickyed the scene to ensure that this 'happens' before the Consilium meeting.

  3. #3
    Campanella's Avatar
    Campanella
    Allies (City Hall)
    Allies (Criminal)
    Allies (Culture)
    Allies (Finance)
    Occult Skill
    Campanella
    Campanella
    Campanella's Scenes
    Stats

    Clock

    Health:
    Mana:
    WP:
    Armor 0
    Defense 2

    Vulgar +1
    Active Spells: 3/5
    Personal Spells: 3/1

    [2R] Analyze Artefact (Deep Scrutiny of Artefacts, Prolonged, 1 scene)
    [4R] Dark Matter (Matter Sight, Prolonged, 1 scene)
    [2R] One Mind, Two Thoughts (Prolonged, 1 scene)

    Tangled Threads

    Health:
    Mana:
    WP:
    Armor 4
    Defense 2

    Vulgar +1
    Active Spells: 3/5
    Personal Spells: 1/3


    [4] Aura Perception (Concentration, 1 scene)

    [5] Third Eye (Mind Sight, Prolonged, 1 scene)

    [2R] Unseen Aegis (Armor, 1 scene)

    2
    PRE

    Campanella is waring a midnight blue suit with a soft yellow shirt and a claret tie. A similarly coloured handkerchief pokes its carefully pressed lines out of his breast pocket. He bids goodbye to his last patron: a man with long hair tied back by a casual elastic and a white suit whole unsuited to be paired with such a florid shirt.

    The staff receive knowing looks and depart.

    The Hierarch crosses the space with a casual air, apparently fiddling with a cuff link. His eyes flicker and rest briefly on the map.

    "It is a copy. But a copy of quality with a story all of its own. Remarkable. Quite tragic."

    Campanella falls silent, his mouth still open slightly as his eyebrows lift. He spies the wine in the Guardian's hands.

    "Yes, it is..."

    The Hierarch breathes.

    A wry smile escapes his lips, curling up one side of his face.
    Campanella|Moros|Mysterium
    Gnosis: 4
    Occult Skill: 3

  4. #4
    Winter's Avatar
    Winter
    Presence
    (Stoic)
    Education
    (West Point Grad)
    Occultation
    Winter

    Nimbus

    Dark shadows scatter in ordered symmetrical patterns traversed by a crackling pallid silver light that wraps Winter in a pleasantly numbing and icy coldness.
    When vulgar magic is cast, the frequency of the oscillation of the dark fluid surges until the shadows arrange themselves in a solid black halo around Winter's head, the white light darkens into a fiery black sunlight and his eyes are set ablaze with vivid incandescence.
    Stats

    Health:
    Mana:
    WP:
    Armor: 1(General)/2(Ballistic)
    Defense: 3

    Active Spells: 1/6
    Personal Spells: 1/3
    Incognito Presence (Mind 2) Rote, Scene, Pot[1]

    1
    OCC
    2
    PRE

    He greets the Moros with the bottle and a comment, "It's funny. Ever since time immemorial we've been trying to chart the world. But before the advent of contemporary cartography, the relationship between the map and the territory was marred by personal bias", he points at the map, "it's a valuable item, but wrong nonetheless. Not only wrong in our sense, but even under more mundane scrutiny. Europeans thought themselves to be at the center of the world, therefore the world had to be scaled to suit the views they had of their own home. I can see the parallels with our situation""


  5. #5
    Campanella's Avatar
    Campanella
    Allies (City Hall)
    Allies (Criminal)
    Allies (Culture)
    Allies (Finance)
    Occult Skill
    Campanella
    Campanella
    Campanella's Scenes
    Stats

    Clock

    Health:
    Mana:
    WP:
    Armor 0
    Defense 2

    Vulgar +1
    Active Spells: 3/5
    Personal Spells: 3/1

    [2R] Analyze Artefact (Deep Scrutiny of Artefacts, Prolonged, 1 scene)
    [4R] Dark Matter (Matter Sight, Prolonged, 1 scene)
    [2R] One Mind, Two Thoughts (Prolonged, 1 scene)

    Tangled Threads

    Health:
    Mana:
    WP:
    Armor 4
    Defense 2

    Vulgar +1
    Active Spells: 3/5
    Personal Spells: 1/3


    [4] Aura Perception (Concentration, 1 scene)

    [5] Third Eye (Mind Sight, Prolonged, 1 scene)

    [2R] Unseen Aegis (Armor, 1 scene)

    2
    PRE

    Campanella joins Winter in contemplation.

    "I would have to agree. And there is the lesson. Not only does that map represent the triumph of the renaissance and the birth of the enlightenment with its desire to master nature, to flatten the world into a flat plane that can be carved up into various sized chunks - where each piece was a desecrate epitome of its own - it also represents the will to export such a method framing space, culture, and thought and use it to fill up the supposedly blank spaces beyond the boundary."

    He risked a glance at the Guardian.

    "I believe that we also tend to forget that the World is much larger - and indeed stranger - than our own Frame of reference sometimes."

    Magic was a grand tapestry, ever changing, never bounded. But it could be wounded. It could wither. And it could die. Campanella wondered how close the Guardians of the Veil had come to this Truth.

    "As an act of hubris, this map is a sign and a timely reminder for those who consider themselves Wise."

    Campanella is still smiling as he receives the gift of wine.

    "If you are feeling contemplative I would be happy to show you around. I am certain I have some other pieces we could discuss... But you are here for other business, yes? And we do have to speak about that - and soon."

    There was a note of sadness in his voice. Yes, the Hierarch would have enjoyed a simple conversation with the Obrimos Sentinel, free of the need of restraint and the pressures of their positions; but the coming Consilium gathering loomed large in his mind. It would surely be a presence in the Guardian's mind also - Campanella could sympathise well: he had been through the Duel Arcane himself, with Alastor, only months previously.
    Campanella|Moros|Mysterium
    Gnosis: 4
    Occult Skill: 3

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    Winter's Avatar
    Winter
    Presence
    (Stoic)
    Education
    (West Point Grad)
    Occultation
    Winter

    Nimbus

    Dark shadows scatter in ordered symmetrical patterns traversed by a crackling pallid silver light that wraps Winter in a pleasantly numbing and icy coldness.
    When vulgar magic is cast, the frequency of the oscillation of the dark fluid surges until the shadows arrange themselves in a solid black halo around Winter's head, the white light darkens into a fiery black sunlight and his eyes are set ablaze with vivid incandescence.
    Stats

    Health:
    Mana:
    WP:
    Armor: 1(General)/2(Ballistic)
    Defense: 3

    Active Spells: 1/6
    Personal Spells: 1/3
    Incognito Presence (Mind 2) Rote, Scene, Pot[1]

    1
    OCC
    2
    PRE

    "Indeed. I think, therefore I am. But existence isn't itself a guarantee of truthfulness, as the things that shouldn't but are keep reminding us", magic was the superimposition of a perfect ideal over an imperfect medium. The medium was made imperfect by the Abyss, the perpetual state of paradox borne out of the crash between the things that aren't and a world which exists in actuality. Quantum physics applied to metaphysical categories.
    Ever since the rupture of the Dream, the world had been thrown in that fluid state.
    "I think wisely, therefore I act wisely. Now that's a condition we should strive to achieve", the Guardian motions to the Hierarch to continue, "We have a bit of time to kill"


  8. #7
    Mobius's Avatar
    Mobius
    Presence
    (Unassuming)
    Status
    (Mysterium)
    Emotional Detachment
    Library
    (Classical Mysticism)
    Mobius
    Nimbus

    Visual lag (jerky motions, sudden starts and stops) seems to occur around the onlookers' periphery, and the world takes on muted rainbow shades that shift and bend, like a magnet near a CRT television.

    2
    PRE

    She had a knack for making an entrance. She never found herself late, a quirk of her own gifts. Even when others might think she was behind schedule she was merely arriving when it was intended she would arrive. (Who intended it that way? Doesn't matter.)

    On the other hand, Mobius realized too late that she was a bit under-dressed for the happenings at this particular venue. Her near shoulder length chestnut hair worn down for once, and a bit messy. A well-worn pair of jeans capped off by ankle high slouch boots. A big, perhaps frumpy, grey hoodie really brought the rest of the ensemble together.

    She strode through the establishment, eyes not totally focused, until she came upon the Heirarch and the Sentinel. Looks like she did understand the message after-all. Score.

    "Hello hello.." she spoke listlessly, as she looked at the two men with sleepy eyes.


  9. #8
    Cosmo's Avatar

    Presence
    (Eager)
    Striking Looks
    (Willful)
    Cosmo

    Nimbus

    A halo of white fire burns around his head.

    +1
    SL
    4
    PRE

    Cosmo had no idea where he was going, which is probably why he was so late. It would also explain why he was dressed so casually. A navy blue jersey with white and red stripes down either side of the buttons under a black hoodie, jeans, black boots, and a worn old red hat with a cursive W in the center. The same cursive W peaked out on the jersey under his hoodie. He entered the establishment especially perky despite the circumstances, as silly as his reason might have been.

    "Hey guys." The smile he wore absolutely beamed at the other mages, his seemingly poor choice of wardrobe clearly lost on him. "How is everybody?"

  10. #9
    Campanella's Avatar
    Campanella
    Allies (City Hall)
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    Allies (Culture)
    Allies (Finance)
    Occult Skill
    Campanella
    Campanella
    Campanella's Scenes
    Stats

    Clock

    Health:
    Mana:
    WP:
    Armor 0
    Defense 2

    Vulgar +1
    Active Spells: 3/5
    Personal Spells: 3/1

    [2R] Analyze Artefact (Deep Scrutiny of Artefacts, Prolonged, 1 scene)
    [4R] Dark Matter (Matter Sight, Prolonged, 1 scene)
    [2R] One Mind, Two Thoughts (Prolonged, 1 scene)

    Tangled Threads

    Health:
    Mana:
    WP:
    Armor 4
    Defense 2

    Vulgar +1
    Active Spells: 3/5
    Personal Spells: 1/3


    [4] Aura Perception (Concentration, 1 scene)

    [5] Third Eye (Mind Sight, Prolonged, 1 scene)

    [2R] Unseen Aegis (Armor, 1 scene)

    2
    PRE

    Campanella nodded in time with Winter.

    "The ancient greeks, I understand, believed that action trumped thought. That to act and to think were one. Thought without action was pointless. Action without thought was mindless. Perhaps more than that, for the active, animate, soul - the Thymos - there could be no distinction between thought and action. The interior life was the exterior existence."

    A pause.

    "Why yes. I agree. To think Wisely is to act with Wisdom. All part of the discipline with which me must school ourselves... Perhaps this serves as another lesson..."

    He made to lead the Guardian away, towards a corner where ornate looking urns framed a small painting.

    "Well. I bid you... Greetings..."

    As Mobius and then Cosmo arrived in quick succession.

    "Well." He replied to the Mighty's query; and found himself smiling in response.
    Campanella|Moros|Mysterium
    Gnosis: 4
    Occult Skill: 3

  11. #10
    Winter's Avatar
    Winter
    Presence
    (Stoic)
    Education
    (West Point Grad)
    Occultation
    Winter

    Nimbus

    Dark shadows scatter in ordered symmetrical patterns traversed by a crackling pallid silver light that wraps Winter in a pleasantly numbing and icy coldness.
    When vulgar magic is cast, the frequency of the oscillation of the dark fluid surges until the shadows arrange themselves in a solid black halo around Winter's head, the white light darkens into a fiery black sunlight and his eyes are set ablaze with vivid incandescence.
    Stats

    Health:
    Mana:
    WP:
    Armor: 1(General)/2(Ballistic)
    Defense: 3

    Active Spells: 1/6
    Personal Spells: 1/3
    Incognito Presence (Mind 2) Rote, Scene, Pot[1]

    1
    OCC
    2
    PRE

    He nods to the Hierarch; it was reassuing to know that they were on the same wavelength. Unfortunately the conversation is cut short by the arrival of the two magi. Perhaps it was a sign to cut the small talk and get down to business.
    "Good Morning", he says, and with that the daily supply of pleasantries was exhausted. He briefly glances at the Moros, before turning his gaze to the late arrivals. For once, it was nice to not be the worst dressed person in the room.
    "Pretty good, all things considered"


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