PrP TRoS Heorot of Hrothgar

[Edward Heinrich]

Edward returned Jennifer's gaze, a slight tilt of the head giving an unspoken 'yes?' She seemed to turn her attention to him whenever he choose not to speak. Not that he knew what to make of that observation. Edward had only one comment to make: "If these adversaries choose to flee, they will as like as not go to a large boat. Whoever was assisting me in covering for the incident tonight was hiding on one."

The call to stealth was more than a little against the grain for Edward. However, her words were far enough from an order that Edward felt free to go with his natural inclinations. And so, after stepping out of his car and seeing the group of Kindred, the only thing that stopped him from strolling up to them was the crushing pressure of one particular Beast.

Our presence is known. Eyes were on them, postures shifting in ways that screamed preparation for violence. A signal Edward was all too familiar with, a signal that broke the inner battle between Man and Beast.

Edward walked forward, cleared his throat, and raised his voice to call out "Good evening. May I impose upon you for a moment of your time?" He speaks to the group, but his eyes on are the overpowering beast, the target of his power.

5 successes

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2021-06-22 14:50:30	Edward Heinrich rolls 11 to The Importance of Conversation (Manipulation + Socialize + Courtoisie – subject’s Composure) (10 Again)	9, 2, 9, 7, 3, 6, 9, 10, 6, 4, 6, 9	5 successes

It was not obvious to Edward tonight had to come down to a fight. What they were witnessing might be nothing more than one more battle in a long and two-sided war. It was not clear the Domain should intervene.

And if the others wanted to slink about, that was upon their honour, not his.

[Jennifer Hazelton]

Jennifer took a moment to check how Addy was faring.
“See any of your coterie.” She asks quietly. Having made the Kindred Addy had described as participating in the attack, she doubted they were now fast friends. Unless they had been supernaturally encouraged to do so with a gift of the Blood.
“Stay together with us.”
Jennifer encouraged her clan mate.
The Nosferatu Priscus had successfully hidden her combat knives, so she stared directly at the group of Kindred. Her posture was one of calm, her demeanor assertive. Her body language signaling that she was someone who was used to being deferred to. A Lady, her confident presence signaling the title she had earned. These were strangers to her, so they did not know the capabilities of Jennifer or the others. As far as these looters knew, the group was absolutely capable of holding their own.
Jennifer acknowledged that the term she assigned to this group of strangers was an assumption. Assumptions can lead to trouble later, her academic bent mind whispered. Unless they have researched us, her paranoia whispered. Her dark brown eyes note that the looted goods were being lowered. Preparation to free their hands for weapon or to close the distance for a brawl.

As Dirt Nap, Connor and Edward share their information, she gives a nod to each of them to signal that she heard and understood. All very good information and her eyes dart to the gate. Her mind begins to churn how a boat could come into play, but she shuts it down. Focusing on what was immediately in front of them. Her interest peaked as Edward moved towards them. He seemed to have an idea. It could work out… or it could distract the strange Kindred. Dark eyes look for the man Connor mentions.

“There, the (color) car that had the shield leaning against it.” Jennifer shared what she had seen in a quiet whisper. “Two of them are picking something up.”
Signaling where projectiles or maybe bullets could come for them. Jennifer held out a palm towards the men standing with her and lowers her palm towards the ground.
“Cover behind the cars.” She states quietly, for Dirt Nap’s benefit as he was in front of her and likely wasn’t watching her hand. As she says this, she moves to a crouch behind the car she arrived in.
“Be ready to back Mr. Heinrich if they surround him. Mr. Northbridge, no problem if you stay behind the cars. If this goes towards a breach, or if we come under fire, do try and place the call to the Seneschal with our location.”
She wasn’t going to ask a fellow academic, which she assumed Mr. Northbridge to be, towards an elder who was possibly signaling his group to fight. Yet he could be very useful without risking physical harm. Jennifer was determining what she would do if aggressions kicked off.

OOC

let me know if thats too much action in one post.
Initiative is 12

[Scourge]

Without turning to look at them, the tall man with bangs spoke something to the others. It was foreign. Some Nordic language it sounded like. A the while his eyes never left the group. Though his eyes seemed to linger a second when he spotted Addy. He spoke again, his mouth turning up in a small mirthless smile.

Let me know if your character speaks Norwegian, Swedish, or Icelandic.

The raiders slowed their pace. Moving carefully with no sudden movements. The driver stayed where they were but two of the others picked up what they were reaching for and began checking directions other than where the domain Kindred were as they also began using the green car as cover, while the last continued to load the car as if nothing were happening. A couple more loads and she’ll finish up with what everyone dropped.

Milton

Aside from the man there is one other wearing ‘church clothes’. The woman loading the car, but she doesn’t match Addy’s description of tall and long hair in braids. Hers is more of a bobcut and she’s a good head shorter than the man.

“I don’t recognize any of them,” Addy said to Hazelton taking a peak out from the cover of the car and nodded at Jennifer’s encouragement. He looked ready to disregard any plan they had and attack like an untrustworthy wild card.

Not in combat yet, and not initiating, so good on actions so far

The tall man took a couple steps forward, raising both hands for a couple seconds before letting them fall to his side.

“Hail to you,” he returned Edward’s greeting with a large toothy grin that didn’t stop his eyes from searching Heinrich’s face “Impose away. We're up for anything.” The grin never faltered. "Mister...?"

[Dirt Nap]

Dirt Nap glances at Connor O'Brian, his eyes acknowledging the other who seems to have the same priorities, namely protecting Lady Hazelton instead of going in guns blazing.

He nods slightly at Edward's comment about a 'big boat'. He doesn't necessarily believe that's how it will go, but it doesn't hurt to know they apparently have at least one unseen accomplice out there doing computery things. And that maybe he's on a boat.

Dirt Nap maintains position when Lady Hazelton shows good sense, putting some solid cover between her and the most obvious directly from which gunfire might come. He feels a twinge at potentially leaving Edward out exposed, but he can't be there for everyone, he might mess up a chance to negotiate this without spilled blood by moving over by Edward, and in any case, if he has to choose, he chooses Lady Hazelton. He takes a position, behind the car with Lady Hazelton near enough the edge of it that he can peek around and keep an eye on things.

He takes a cue from the strangers, and doesn't only look in the direction they are, in case there's something important above or around other than the obvious ones.

5 successes

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2021-06-24 21:06:41	Dirt Nap rolls 5 to perception (Wits 2 +Composure 3) (10 Again)	8, 10, 10, 8, 1, 8, 4	5 successes

Wow, not sure if there's anything to see or hear, but exceptional sux is appreciated! Thank you, fickle die roller!

[Connor OBrien]

Connor returns Dirt Nap's glance, someone had to stay back to protect the Priscus of course. Edward is already moving forward, Dirt Nap is moving back with Jennifer and the others. Connor eyes move from the driver to the one currently speaking to Edward. He keeps Edward in his peripheral at all times, ready to follow Jennifer's order to join him if he gets surrounded. There are so many variables in this potential fight, and too many non-combatants on their side. He stays where he is Jennifer has Dirt Nap back with her, and Edward is alone and approaching the other group. This is the best position for him to make a split second decision if need be.

He finally settles on just watching the tall man, studying him, watching for any tell that he may attack before finishing his conversation with Edward.

Perception on Tall Man

Would like to try and use Heightened Senses to study the Tall Man for any kind of physical tell that he is going to turn violent. Not sure if there will be any kind of bonus or anything.

5 successes

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2021-06-25 09:29:01	Connor OBrien rolls 5 to Perception (Wits 2 + Composure 3) (10 Again)	8, 8, 9, 9, 8	5 successes

[Milton]

As Jennifer instructs, Milton remains behind the cover of the car. He pats his pocket to reassure himself of the presence of his cell phone. If matters take a turn, he will do just as Priscus Hazelton has requested and telephone Jacque.

His calculating gaze moves from his colleagues to the gathered interlopers as Edward makes his overture. He finds himself hoping the Succubus is able to establish a peaceful dialogue.

Finally, he glances at Addy. The Haunt is also still under cover, same as Milton, but looks extremely edgy. Not a good sign given the already-evident tension. If he loses control now, whatever delicate peace Edward and the others can establish will be broken.

The Lord edges toward the creature and speaks quietly, but clearly, holding his eyes on the Haunt as he does so: "Calm yourself, sir. We must act carefully now. It would be a shame if you did something rash and the Seneschal or the Prince heard of your behavior. I am not sure they would look kindly on a strategic mistake at such a delicate moment." As always, Milton's words are carefully chosen, eloquent, and calmly spoken. But the threat is clear: if Addy fucks this up, Milton will make sure everyone knows, especially those in power.

Brow Beat Addy, 3 successes

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2021-06-25 20:50:58	Milton rolls 6 to Manip + Intimidation + Specialty (10 Again)	10, 9, 5, 4, 5, 9, 3	3 successes

[Edward Heinrich]

"Heinrich, Edward Heinrich. I am grateful for your openness, Mr...?" Edward smile's an empty smile as he waits for the tall one's name.

"I am here on behalf of the good city of Sacramento. We take violations of our traditions as seriously as I see your good people do. In that line, I must offer my appreciation for both your work in the realm of the..." Edward glanced at the graffiti, "artistic, alongside your digital assistance."

"Yet all these efforts raise the question: why were such efforts to prevent the unthinkable necessary in the first place? The city's officials do not enjoy being left to wonder. Would you be so kind as to bring clarity to the matter?"

[Jennifer Hazelton]

Jennifer gave Addy a long, measuring look. This Curse of his was troublesome. Problematic. She had the urge to grip him by his collar to keep him from upsetting the apple cart. Yet instead, she observes Mr. Northbridge's efforts to maintain. A nuetral look is given to Milton.
It is all she has time for. The Priscus takes in the positions of Dirt Nap and Connor, giving a nod of approval.

Dark brown eyes move back to the Strangers. Jennifer evaluates the large Kindred that Mr. Heinrich is addressing. Hail. Even this strange Kindred's words were provocative. The Nosferatu studies the Kindred.

1 success

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2021-06-28 14:27:33	Jennifer Hazelton rolls 6 to Wits + Empathy (10 Again)	2, 8, 3, 4, 2, 4	1 success

[Scourge]

Dirt Nap

There are tire tracks on the gravel of going up to the train tracks. Deep, recent, and from multiple vehicles. Enough to move a small Herd by carpool. However, he doesn’t see many signs of struggle. At least outside the church. But even listening close, the building is completely silent. There’s no one inside. He’s pretty sure it’s just these five remaining. The other powerful beast, the woman with braids, and the Kine congregation isn’t here.

Connor O’Brien

The man stops with a stillness only the dead can achieve not making further indications that he intends violence. However, the boxer notices that violence has probably already occurred. Black blood hidden on a black suit background. And maybe more telling. Light shades of dusty ashen highlight some of the creases.

3 successes

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2021-06-28 22:15:59	PrP ST rolls 4 to Brow beaten? (10 Again)	7, 8, 8, 9	3 successes

“I am calm,” he responded in the face of Milton’s intimidation. Though it was hard to trust his tone and not read it as anger and dismissive to the Ventrue’s concerns.

He turned his attention and froze as he saw the person loading finish their task and stand up straight. “Oh my god,” he whispered as recognition hit “It’s Martha.”

Jennifer

The smile isn’t convincing but it’s not meant to be. He’s confident in his position. However, Jennifer doesn’t think they’re spoiling for a fight just now. They’ll probably leave peacefully if allowed.

The man says a word no one can understand just as Martha sets down the last of the loot. One of the shield bearers opens the door next to them slowly and Martha starts to get in.

“Geir Erlingson,” he says, reengaging with Edward “We heard some people in Sacramento had things that would be better in our responsible hands.” The enamel of his teeth didn’t seem to disappear even as he spoke with that fixed draw of his lips. “We’ve since claimed them and are about to take our leave.” He kept his eyes locked on Heinrich's, looking to see if the succubus would challenge them.

[Dirt Nap]

"Were they alive and kicking or dead and still when you loaded them all up?" Dirt Nap asks abruptly from behind the car, peeking out unselfconsciously from cover.

"Seems like a bunch of vehicles left here, and nobody but you all're here now." Dirt Nap observes in a conversational tone, again from a position beside Lady Hazelton, mostly out of direct view of those he is addressing.