PrP TRoS The Mother of Grendel

[Scourge]

The Kindred get into their vehicles and drive off to their various destinations.

Those going to the boat's GPS location

Continued in PrP TRoS The Longship...

Those going to the closet

Continued in PrP TSoS Return to the Heorot...

Those going to the farm stay in this thread.

Those that choose to head to the Farm directly find it dark. Mable Wood's presence is not immediately sensed. Though she may be around, securing animals or preparing for an invasion. Perhaps in the little yellow farmhouse, or in the barn, or even farther afield in the pastures.

Or maybe she went to investigate the deep woods that hold the sacred grove where the raiders were most likely to conduct their sacrifices, way off the beaten path of her property.

[Mable Wood]

Mable brought the horses to graze in the field the furthest she could to get them away from the action. Then chicken's coop was closed up with them roosting in the top section. And the cats were put into her basement bedroom. The hidden door closed tight so no one who entered the house could see it. Animals were now as secure as she could make them.

She setup her laptop and prepared for any research she needed to do. Hopefully all her safety measures would hold up. She checked her cell phone for messages and to see if anyone triggered the security cameras. These were mostly setup to track wild life wandering the farm. Foxes really wanted her chickens. They also meant she could track the student workers when they worked during daylight hours. Kindred movements would send alerts at least. But really it was just all low tech for now (about the level of the doorbells that have cameras in them). Perhaps she should invest in more security as time went by.

All she could do now is wait for visitors welcomed and not welcomed to arrive.

Visitors using the driveway will see the long drive is flanked by blue solar lights all the way up it. In front of the tiny home is a small flower garden and a courtyard of sorts. Near the trees is a gazebo. across from that are empty horse stalls. Next to that are two green houses. Then the chicken coop. Around back is a path with beautiful flowers. These fade out to various fields. Behind the small farm house is an elaborate stone patio with various seating areas and an alter.

If you need more details or photos let me know.

[Connor OBrien]

As Connor steps out of whatever vehicle brought him here, he immediately withdraws his phone from his pocket. The suggestion was made to contact the Archon, but was never executed, and now he intends to rectify that.

Going through the contacts in his phone, filled out by information given to him by his Priscus when he first arrived in Sacramento, he finds Twist and takes a deep breath before hitting the call button.

[Edward Heinrich]

Edward steps out of the car, swinging the fishing rod case over his shoulder, and visually sweeps the surroundings with enhanced eyes.

3 successes

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2021-09-08 12:36:55	Edward Heinrich rolls 5 to Look for Signs of Attackers (Wits + Comp) (10 Again)	3, 10, 8, 4, 6, 8	3 successes

Connor was making a call to someone, presumably, it was important and so Edward did not intrude. Instead, he goes up to the farmhouse door and knocks. "Ms. Wood? It is Mr. Heinrich."

[Mable Wood]

Mable opens the door. She sees Connor on the phone. "Hi Edward. It's Mable here, ok. Do you think he will be ok with first names? Are we waiting for anyone else?"

[Scourge]

As the Kindred speak a noise comes from woods. An inhuman scream that is quickly strangled.

Mable

Mable can tell it is coming from the direction of the Sacred Grove.

Wits+Comp or Wits+Animal Ken

[Dirt Nap]

Dirt Nap flies in as a black crow and alights on a tree branch in the dark at the end of the long, private driveway. After he is sure the place is not yet under seige he makes sure there are no witnesses and assumes his human seeming form.

He's holding a rifle as he walks down the driveway, and calls out, "Howdy." to avoid startling anyone.

[Mable Wood]

Mable starts to say hi to Dirt Nap but before words can form she hears a scream from her grove.

She grabs her go bag and starts moving, she stops in the driveway realizing blindly running may be a bad idea.

"I know where that's coming from. It's my personal worship ground. Do we head there or stand ground here?" She was torn, what does she protect?

1 success

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2021-09-10 06:50:57	Mable Wood rolls 6 to Wits 2 composure 4 (10 Again)	1, 7, 9, 6, 5, 3	1 success

[Connor OBrien]

Connor hangs up his phone as the scream rings out. He shoots off a quick text instead as he listens for another other sounds that may give him more insight into what that was exactly. "If it is the Raiders," the haunt starts, his eyes scanning the tree line, "and they've found a sort of sacred ground, then we'll have to go to them. They'll do their sacrifice and leave otherwise." He looks between the 3 others. "It would be wise to leave someone here to signal us should they just be drawing us away. I gave my pistol to Mr. Northbridge, I would be useless in that regard besides yelling."

failure

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2021-09-10 11:29:04	Connor OBrien rolls 5 to Perception (Wits 2 + Composure 3) (10 Again)	2, 3, 7, 3, 3	failure

[Edward Heinrich]

A moment of hesitation, Edward was not a liked man, and first names implied friendship. He didn't want Mable dragged into the mud with him.
"Of course, Mable." Edward smiled. That was her choice, not his.

The scream, his eyes flick in the direction of the source.

1 success

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2021-09-10 20:54:02	Edward Heinrich rolls 5 to Wits + Comp (10 Again)	5, 7, 10, 1, 2, 1	1 success

"Mr. O'Brien is correct, we shall need to mount our own attack." He wasn't sure if he agreed with the rest of Connor's assessment, but now wasn't the time for arguments. Edward tossed Connor keys to the car parked in the driveway. "Lean on the horn if something happens."

"Dirt Nap." Edward nods to the newly formed figure, dropping the Mister in his address, "follow, if you would, I leave it to your judgement to position yourself as you believe appropriate for your weapon."

"Mable, we have a ritual to stop." He flashed a smile and started running towards the source, unsheathing his rapier and dropping the fishing rod case in the dirt.