(Warehouse, There House) Game Day Prep

[Saber Sloth]

Within the charred and dead Orchard lays a surprisingly intact barn, and within that barn is Queen Anne's Travel Hub. The Room of Doors. Leading to many, many places. One of these places in the Fallen Queen's Warehouse. Storing boxes and boxes of medical supplies. Fetch making supplies. They have a suspision that there is a Door within the Warehouse that would lead to Queen Anne's hollow, or other stronghold.

Sequestered in one of Funderland's meeting rooms, the Lost gather. Taking inventory, talking strategies, making sure they're all on the same page. They have plans to make and hopefully a Queen to kill.

Okay New Plot, please include your Equipment, Health and WP with every post! (best get into the habit now!)

And I decided against dumping y'all right outside the Warehouse so you have some prep time. I want to get through this prep scene quick! So we can head off to fuck Anne's shit up!!

Aeolus Gerrit Xadun Rhodes Origins Circe Orianna Seraphina

[Gerrit]

Gerrit arrived at the meeting point, dressed in practical and sturdy clothes (a dark denim jeans, a black sweatshirt and comfortable boots) and carrying some basic equipment in his backpack. His Mantle was wrapped around him in the stark, bristling clarity of a snow-blinding winter noon. The curse laid upon him by the broken Motley Pledge would make this more dangerous than it already was, so the Stonebones would be lying if he said he wasn't nervous. But the longer they waited to act against Anne, the less likely they were to succeed. They had to do this, and he had to stand with his Freehold.
And who knew? If Anne really had a way of getting around a broken Pledge, maybe he could benefit from that knowledge as well?

He stood at a wall, somewhere where he couldn't randomly drop or break something, and waited for the others to show up.

Stats and Equipment

Health:
Mana:
WP:
Armor 0
Defense 2


Equipment: Backpack (2 Bottles of water, Rope, First-Aid Kit, Hammer, Crowbar, 3 Dream-a-Drupes (heal 1L or 2B when eaten/1 Glamour when fully healthy))

[Circe]

Circe was dressed darkly, khaki cargo pants, tactical turtleneck, and leather jacket all in black to go with the black combat boots. This did nothing for how she was huffing under the weight to of the two duffle bags she was carrying. Because they were heavy. Circe was leaving nothing to risk and if she'd had the time the meeting spot would have been her Hollow to distribute everything, all she had to everyone. As it was, the Summer was less than happy as she doubted if the others had heeded her advice on the air filtration.


And there was Gerrit, the man looking as chill as his mantle made him seem. Good on that, but what was he packing? "Hey," she huffs out to him as she walks up and slowly lowers the bags. Then instantly opens one to retrieve a bottle of blue Gatorade to drink. After downing half of it she pauses to ask Gerrit a question. "I hate ta ask," Circe huffs, "But did ya thing, bing, think! Think ta get a gas mask? I only have one spare. And I've got other shit in my backyard."

Stats & Equipment

Equipment: Colt 45 with 3 clips and 20 spare rounds, 3 Dream-a-Drupes flasks, leather jacket, lockpicks, hedgespun multitool, 2 Duffle bags (Riot Gear, thin bulletproof vest, AK47 with 4 clips, bayonet, 2 gas masks, 3 tear gas canisters, Pistol suppressor, 2 sticks of dynamite, 2 lighters, machete, dart pistol with 10 tranq darts, 3 Gatorade bottles.)

[Rhodes]

The Dread Lord of Autumn walked into the room, dressed remarkably low-key in jeans, boots and a simple sweatshirt, his face set in grim determination. There was an air of anticipation in the chilling air around the Autumn King, a keen energy. Fear and anxiety channelled into unyielding purpose. For too long Ann had been a thorn in his side, a question mark over his authority of the Leaden Mirror. She had the last thing he wanted. Her infamy, her generation of waves of Fear was something he could respect... if only to desire it and seek to seize it for himself. The one who took down Ann... to many it would be a sign of freedom, and to others they would fear such a being of power.

He had pulled out his gift from Circe - a small but no less potent pistol - and scoured the Dream the night before for the skill to use it. He knew his skill was not in pugilism or firearms but in magic; still, it was better to have it and not need it.

Rhodes looks at the pair, gathered, and thought of his Wife about to enter. Autumn, Winter, Spring and Summer. Hopefully a good omen. "Good evening." He looked at the bags. "You only have two arms, Circe. I hope you weren't planning on having me be some manner of pack mule."

2 successes

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2022-08-04 13:08:33	Rhodes rolls 6 to Wisdom of Dreams: Wits 3 + Comp 3 (10 Again)	9, 3, 7, 4, 8, 5	2 successes

Rhodes uses Wisdom of Dreams to gain a speciality in Pistols!

Equipment: Hip flask of scotch whiskey, wallet containing a picture of Sera and $57. Satchel containing a knife, gun , fake ID, keys, a clip of bullets
Defence: 3
Health: 7/7
Willpower: 2/2
Glamour: 10/10

[Seraphina]

Finally, the day came, they would make their move. How successful it would be remained to be seen. But they were going to try. Failure, was not an option in her mind.

She arrived behind Rhodes in sturdy, fitted black tactical pants and a black tank top. Over which she had one of her Hedgespun jackets, this one designed to help protect her. On the left pocket of the pants, near her hip, there was a small patch of a rain drop. Steel toed boots were on her feet and her long hair was in a braid that was then wrapped into a bun. Best to not give anyone any hair to grab onto. Strapped to her right upper thigh was the dagger Circe had made her.

Was this the only ones who were helping? She thinks as she looks around the room. But it was a good team, no denying that. She just wished there was more.

Looking to Circe, “Small army?” she asks, not really joking. Then a nod to Gerrit and finally to Rhodes, a hand reaching for his and giving it a gentle squeeze. They were doing this.

Hedgespun jacket(+1 INT, +1 DEF), Hedgespun Necklace(+1 singing), dagger, 2 bottles of water, bag of trail mix, gauze and medical tape, costume jewelry for trading(one necklace, one pin) sun catcher for trading, notebook with pencil, compact with mirror

Health 7
WP 3

[Saber Sloth]

They really were doing this. Gear gathered, inventory needing to be taken, and a plan needing to be made.

They could hit the Orchard's Door Room, and landing directly into the Warehouse, or travel Iron Side to the Warehouse's address and go from the outside in. Or, shall they split up and hit both at the same time.

[Circe]

"No Sera, " she shakes her head in the negative, "If I wanted ta kit us up like THAT, we'd have met at my Hollow," she assures Seraphina. "I have a LOT more stuff there. Both killy and protective."


"Well Rhodes, ya folks wanted not-killy stuff," she drains the drink and kneels down to the duffle bag of non-lethal options. She pulls out what look like grenades and one gasmask, "Cry smoke," then pulls out the dart pistol, "And a gun so quiet it don't wake up old man Death. As suggested. Though," Circe's eyes narrow and her ears go down disappointment in her voice, "Without protection, ya are vulnerable ta it when it is at its best."

Stats & Equipment

Equipment: Colt 45 with 3 clips and 20 spare rounds, 3 Dream-a-Drupes flasks, leather jacket, lockpicks, hedgespun multitool, 2 Duffle bags (Riot Gear, thin bulletproof vest, AK47 with 4 clips, bayonet, 2 gas masks, 3 tear gas canisters, Pistol suppressor, 2 sticks of dynamite, 2 lighters, machete, dart pistol with 10 tranq darts, 2 Gatorade bottles.)

[Gerrit]

"Hello Circe." The Queen of Wrath had proven time and time again that she was a genuine asset for those more dangerous missions, and seeing her decked out like this proved that point again. And she was right to scold him - he almost went out the house without bringing his gas-mask, the one he specifically bought at her suggestion. The Ogre patted his backpack while trying to hide the burning rush of embarrassment. "I've got it right here. You won't have to worry about me." At least in that regard she won't.

Then Seraphina and Rhodes arrived, the Monarchs and him on this mission to hobble Queen Anne. He didn't really want to humor that thought, but-
"Hello Rhodes. I've got some more capacity - in case Circe needs a hand I could carry some." Although he should be entrusted with the less volatile equipment, just to be safe.
Seraphina got a solemn nod from Gerrit. Circe was one thing, but the Nyx was a downright force of Nature when it came to presence and splendor. To see even her get down and dirty meant they were definitely doing the right thing.
Right?

Incidentally they started talking strategy. Gerrit carefully listened as the Larcenist went over their non-lethal options and tried to get familiar with everything in the quick time they had. "So what is our plan? Should we move in from outside the Hedge, incapacitate any guards if we have to and move from there?"
Splitting their efforts was another option, but with only four of them it might not be worth the risk.

Stats and Equipment

Health:
Glamour:
WP:
Armor 0
Defense 2




Equipment: Backpack (Gas-Mask, Rope, First-Aid Kit, Hammer, Crowbar, 3 Dream-a-Drupes (heal 1L or 2B when eaten/1 Glamour when fully healthy))

[Rhodes]

The squeeze of her hand returned without looking. Rhodes was always fearful when Sera came out to fight, but he also knew he had no right to request her not to.

He shrugged at Circe. He didn't have many scruples left - certainly not killing Ann or her minions - so he wasn't sure where this non-killing idea came from. Still, perhaps it was for the best. Maybe.

Gerrit moves them on to the business at hand. The Dread Lord nods in agreement. "Approach through the Hedge, through the Orchard, through the doors. It will be best if we stay together and strike as quickly as we can, before Ann has the chance to escape. She is the main target, if we can find her. If not, we treat it like the motel. Cause chaos, send her minions running, break this arm of her operation."

It sounded so simple. In practice it was likely to be anything but.

Rhodes uses Wisdom of Dreams to gain a speciality in Pistols!

Equipment: Hip flask of scotch whiskey, wallet containing a picture of Sera and $57. Satchel containing a knife, gun , fake ID, keys, a clip of bullets
Defence: 3
Health: 7/7
Willpower: 2/2
Glamour: 10/10

[Seraphina]

Oh, well a small army might have been nice, she thinks. Considering what they were about to do.
Watching a Circe takes out items from the bags and describes them, Sera realizes she didn’t have much to offer. If this was going to be a huge brawl, she was pretty useless. Sure, she could heal, but in a fight, it was going to very difficult.

Ok, so Gerrit had something for protection. For the…cry smoke? Was that, like, tear gas? Least she thinks that’s what she’s heard it called on tv.

Nodding then, as Gerrit spoke about what their plan should be. This was important.

“I’d also like to know a rough idea of what the plan is. If this, uh, cry gas you mention needs protection, maybe splitting up and hitting from different entrances would be more efficient. Unless those without protection hang back for a second or two?” she had no clue what she was talking about.

Rhodes wanted them to stick together. She could see that, small numbers. Now, as to finding Ann? Sera doubted they would see her. But creating chaos? That should be doable. Too bad she hadn’t really gotten into studying Hours, making the building crumble would have been fun! But causing chaos, that would be a bit trickier for her. “Well, then if we need chaos, it might help to have those inside the build focused elsewhere. Give those with tools to take the building down and all that, more time.” And she could do that. Mix her looks with her singing and she could have all eyes on her. Though something tells her Rhodes would be less then enthused. “But I’m open to ideas and a plan.”

Hedgespun jacket(+1 INT, +1 DEF), Hedgespun Necklace(+1 singing), dagger, 2 bottles of water, bag of trail mix, gauze and medical tape, costume jewelry for trading(one necklace, one pin) sun catcher for trading, notebook with pencil, compact with mirror

Health 7
WP 3