Sepdet settles herself by the fire. ~I'd have thought everyone had heard the tale of Silver Sorrows by now.~

Mouse shakes his head. ~Even though I am a member of this sept, I am not as involved as one could expect.~ He chuckles. ~I do not even have a pack. How tragic.~

Moira grunts. "My heart bleeds fer ya."

Sepdet shrugs.~Well, it concerns Uktena as much as anyone, so, Mouse, you should hear. Eligio-yuf, he was brought to this caern by a vision of a burning Wheel, as I was by a wheel of white birds. We shared dreams together over this. And in doing, we started learning the past.~

Mouse mms and nods.

Oscar shuts up and listens.

Sepdet says, ~Silver Sorrows, it's an old pack. From time of first the Wyrmcomers, the Conquistadors.~ She struggles over the word. ~And the destruction they wrought came into being, and its name was Darkness Falling Stealer of Souls, and it was so great that all the Uktena, all the Wendigo, all the Croatan could not destroy it. Time and again it was tried, but the corruption survived in part and grew stronger by the very powers of destruction wielded against it.~

Mouse nods. He is familliar with this.

Sepdet spreads her hands. ~Soon the great packs were scattered and many fled before it. At last a pack was formed against it, Silver Sorrows of the three tribes:

Don Santego, Uktena Seer and their alpha,

Grey Eagle, Seer of the Croatan and beta,

Grey Paws warrior of the Wendigo,

and Owl-in-Flight the Wendigo Galliard,

and last young Tailbiter, no-moon Uktena, brave little cub.~

Sepdet sighs. ~They harried the foe enough that it drew much of its force against them. And Eagle and Santego, the alpha, knew soon they too would fall in battle. So a desperate plan they made.~

Sepdet says, ~In secret-- for the more who knew, the greater chance the Bane would guess their plan-- they decided the only way was to trap and bind it. And to do this, they must have bait.~

Sepdet says, ~What was it hunting, and seeking most avidly that they could use as a lure?~

Sepdet says, ~Themselves.~

Sepdet says, ~So Don Santego went ahead of the pack, supposedly to scout ground and a new safe den, but truly to meet with the foe, and offer up his pack-- to tell the foe it could have Silver Sorrows, and that he, alpha, would lead and betray his own packmates into the clutches of the enemy.~

Sepdet winces. ~And when Santego returned, they followed him, this pack, and did not know their peril. Only Grey Eagle knew the doom that none of them would escape, and she kept her own council.~

Mouse blinks.

Sepdet's face turns bitter. ~She was Croatan, and sure that the needs of many outweigh a few lives, even those dearest to her. So sure. Would that I could ever have such courage, and lack any doubt.

~The tale goes, they walked, some with eyes closed, some with eyes open, into the trap, to a cliff's edge, and Soul-Stealer came upon them in unbridled form. Their backs were to a chasm, and their faces-- to their death.~

Sepdet says, ~And Santego had led them there. The worst of it was, in his dealings with the foe, his own mind had been caught. Instead of seizing the chance to bind the Bane, he stood and watched them fall and die, and was unmoved.~

Sepdet says, ~Only then did Grey Eagle-- as the rest had already realized-- start to fear her alpha had betrayed them all. For so far, the plan had gone as she deemed it would. As she fell, she screamed Santego's name, calling him back to their purpose.~

Sepdet says, ~He heard, and groaned, and with all his strength of will broke free long enough to summon the power of Uktena, to sunder the cliff on which they battled. All fell plummeting into the chasm, to their deaths. Darkness Falling Soul-Stealer was bound tight in a long sleep.~

Sepdet says, ~Santego alone lived, a broken man. He had not realized, when he had planned this path, they would all die. Their deaths bore on his spirit til his last day. But he was Uktena, and faithfully guarded and watched over the place where the Bane had fallen, binding it deep with rites.~

Sepdet says, ~He passed the tending on to his children, through the centuries. But one at last, she fell fighting Wyrm before she could work her final magic, a Stone fetish she had long sought and fashioned to bind the foe for all time. Instead, slowly, the Dreamer awoke, and sent its foul mind seeking. Seeking those who could destroy it.~

Sepdet's eyes flash. ~Those who could see the past and relive it. He followed me. He followed Toxic Four-moons dreamwalker. He followed Therru, Tailbiter. He followed Summerfrost pack, who found the fetish Stone by which he might be bound. And finally, he followed Eligio Sacateca, for he realized that this Uktena was not only one who could see his horrible truth, but that he was now the vessel of Santego's spirit reborn.~

Oscar toys with his moustache.

Never-Speaks yawns quietly. Well, damn quietly.

Sepdet growls. ~So now you see why Soul-Stealer has taken Eligio. But Eligio will not be broken a second time; he'll die first. He knows what it means to betray his friends, for he remembers the long ago. In dreams I taste his torture, and feel him being pushed towards the Spiral to walk it. Tomorrow night, we go to to bind the Soul-Stealer and free Eligio-- or let him die. We will not fail our alpha. ~

Mouse hms.

Sepdet suddenly dwindles, some of the fire falling from her face. ~Well. We'll do what we must. If Grey Eagle doesn't take us walking down a suicide road, we may even return.~ She shrugs. ~That is the tale. I hope some of you hear the end of it.~

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epilogue (for later, never used IC)

Sepdet looks around and then drops her eyes to the fire, unable to face an audience. ~Most of you have heard how, in dreams and visions, how we slowly pieced together the story of the ancient pack Silver Sorrows and its Wyrm foe, the great Bane who embodied all the destruction the Conquistadors wrought upon this land. You have seen how some of us were taken by the spirits of that long-dead pack. We came to realize that the fetish Song Weaver-yuf held was the very one its alpha Santego's descendent fashioned to bind Darkness Falling Soul Stealer forever. Grey Eagle-- the theurge of Silver Sorrows whose face I wore in the visions-- said that we should hunt with the New Moon waxing, not falling into shadow, so I bit my lip and waited. ~

Sepdet whispers passionately, ~Would that I could have left as soon as I woke from that nightmare saying Eligio was taken, to find he was indeed gone! ~

~Still we waited to gather until the moon's first crescent, all of us who had shared the dreams of Silver Sorrows: both the Four who had seen through the eyes of that old pack, and Stormcrow-rhya, White Veils, and Moon Otter. Grandfather also followed us, I think. I was leading, and spared only time to check that Therru was near me-- for in the visions we Four had shared, Grey Eagle had been Long Running, and so did not slow when Tailbiter could not keep the pace.

Sepdet grimaces at the dream-memory, a shadow of a broken promise etching shame around her eyes.

Sepdet continues softly, The scent of the Bane was ancient and hard to follow even with Strider Rite,but I could not mistake my teacher and friend's trace. So through the Umbra we ran, and white birds rose up at our feet, and we passed the old Yakima reservation and up sky to a Moon Bridge, far, far, until we found the cliff where Silver Sorrows had died so long ago.

~The spot was weathered by wind, but I, Grey Eagle, knew it in my bones. The scent of danger above was strong, but below, down a chasm and a black waterfall to a grotto cave-- there I felt the pressing mind of my old enemy. Straightway he flung his malice against us, in the form of dark wings and claws, which struck at each of the Four. But Two-Stripe and I led the way down swiftly, lest delay in fighting these things yield the foe more time to fashion something worse.

Sepdet bows her head, silent for a moment, then continues tightly,

~Eligio was there, broken in body and pinned by silver above the dark swirling pool which was Darkness Falling Soul Stealer. Jace went at my cry to bring him down; I started towards the pool and looked for Song Weaver and Therru who were behind me. And instead there hung the shadow likeness of a man, like the one that watched us the night Toxic died. It taunted me with her name.~

Sepdet's eyes glint coldly. ~Her klaive was my answer.~

~Two-Stripe was hurt badly as we attacked it, but when Therru and Song Weaver came to our aid, it gave before us. Up the cliff it fled, hurling orbs of dreamstuff that spread to nets of fire. They burned my eyes. I called on Song Weaver to use the fetish stone as I began the Binding chant.

Sepdet does not notice as her words pick up speed, beating one after another like frantic wings. ~I do not know all of the rest; I was mostly blind, and only caught a glimpse of Therru leaping for the Shadow and taking it in her jaws and not letting go...

~Stormcrow-rhya frenzied breathing fire as the birds tore into him...

~Otter wielding a tree like a staff as thick black wings and poisoned claws harried us....

~Grandfather's howls of rage from a dark whirling cloud...

~Song Weaver's hand burning to black bone as she bore the Stone right to the Bane's face....

~My palm searing as I pulled the silver from Eligio and brought him down.

Sepdet's story jumbles to a halt again, as she flexes the fingers of that hand. Then she finishes simply, voice coming out firm and flat.

~When the Stone touched the Shadow, both exploded out of existence, and all of us were flung to the ground. Stormcrow-rhya and Song Weaver helped me seal the Rite. With the help of that fetish, the Dreamer shall never rise again.

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Message: 25/26 in folder main Received: Tue Sep 20 18:38:16 1994

From: Eligio Sacateca

To: Catherine, Song Weaver, Dia, Swipes, Jace, Sepdet, Sorrows, Weaver, and Therru

Subject: Dream moves to reality...

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You all have nightmares tonight, the same nightmare, of an evening sky lit with fire. Of a darkness sweeping across the land and Gaia's creatures fleeing before it. Of a wheel twisting and burning in the darkness.

Like no nightmare you have had before, you awake in a cold sweat, with a scream on the edge of your throat if your character is given to such things. And no matter what you do, the nightmare is repeated, over and over again. Each time you try to sleep until you must finally give up completely, huddled in the darkness, awaiting the morning's light like you have never wanted it before.

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l me

Sepdet(#3589PUce)

Elf-child's inhuman tilted black eyes are not laughing now. Still and sober and calm, there is a terrible awareness in her pinched brown taut face. When she does stir, however, the fox-grace moves of this fine-boned girl defy description; a flurried dance of curves and quick-edged motions like the weave of a knife in a master's hands. Such scars as could cut to bone rake four furrows deep across eyes, cheek, face. Her mahogany shaved scalp is bare save for the priestess' lock curling behind one pointed ear. Fine black hair, patchy in places, covers her face and hands in soft down. Still she wears an ordinary pair of black jeans, her usual worn Bean hiking shoes, a cut-off sleeveless grey tank top, and an oversized light jacket colored somewhere between gray sky, green loam and brown sand, with as many holes as pockets. Her only visible ornament is a black cord around her neck from which hangs a delicate gold Egyptian cartouche and a handcarved wooden ankh. A leather pouch, stamped with an odd asterix-like symbol, swings from her belt.

Near the Fire Pit, Inya shakes her head sadly and stands. "If elders come, say I look for them, please?"

Near the Fire Pit, Jace heads into the center.

Jace has arrived.

On the eastern curve, Kiana heads back to the south and the pool.

On the southern curve, Therru comes in from the woodland to the south.

On the southern curve, Dylan nods to Therru

Justice settles quietly by the Table; she watches quietly from there.

Near the Fire Pit, Lightfeather watches from her thermal as a horde of Garou filters into the caern.

Dia senses "Sepdet nods with a silent shiver."

On the eastern curve, Earth-Child takes a few steps toward the fire pit. Then his knees buckle and all four legs give way; in moments he's snoring.

On the eastern curve, Kiana makes her way out of the woods to the east.

Sepdet walks in haggardly, not particularly meeting anyone's eyes.

A voice fills your mind. Dia remarks "ya dream'd too, didn't ya star."

A voice fills your mind. Dia remarks "We need ta talk."

You whisper "The dream's. Now. Tonight. They may not sense it, but tonight is when it's happening. /Where/ is Eligio?" to Dia.

Dia shivers, and mutters shit.

Sepdet nods at Dia curtly.

A voice fills your mind. Dia remarks "why all th' people?"

Hazmat turns her attention upward, back to the possibly-edible Bird.

You paged Eligio, Sacateca, and Toxic with 'I'm at the caern, braced for shit.'.

Sepdet focusses on Dia only, and speaks to her in a voice so soft it seems doubtful the girl could hear her.

Near the Fire Pit, Kevin Callahan hmms, and says something quietly to Jeremy.

Near the Fire Pit, Jalal looks over to chuff a greeting to Dylan.

Hazmat watches the birdie.

Dia runs a weary hand through her head, and shrugs.

In the Windy Spot, Therru huddles down.

Alexis looks concernedly at Sepdet.

Dia whispers "I....haven't...been about."

Jace moves over to Sepdet and Dia.

Dia whispers "Lets get outta here...too many people.."

Near the Fire Pit, Jeremy looks over at Sepdet.

Dia senses "Sepdet grits her teeth. ~I don't think I'd. Better leave. Right now.~"

Hazmat glances around for a moment before going back to her bird-watching.

Near the Pool, Rik says "What?"

Near the Pool, Kiana says "Want anythin' dedicated?"

Near the Pool, Kiana says "Like yer blade, mebbe?"

Near the Pool, Rik shrugs. "When we do the food and water thing, I probably oughta do this thing." He draws his blade.

Near the Pool, Rik says "Yeah. Like my blade mebbe."

Near the Pool, Kiana grins and tugs Rik over to the far edge of the pool, where it's perhaps a bit quieter.

Near the Pool, Rik shuffles over.

Justice watches Porthos and his pack with silent curiosity.

On the southern curve, Eligio Sacateca comes in from the woodland to the south.

On the southern curve, Eligio Sacateca heads into the center.

Eligio Sacateca has arrived.

A voice fills your mind. Dia remarks "na askin' ya ta leave th' wheel...just....go ta th' boulder'r something."

Jace nods tiredly to Eligio.

Eligio Sacateca comes into the caern from the south, looking tired and worn.

Dia pulls her jacket closer, and touches a sheathed knife awithout seeming to realize it.

Eligio Sacateca looks at Dia with tired eyes. "Sure. When?"

Near the Pool, Kiana says "Ok... hold it in yer hands, but don't fuckin' cut yerself."

Near the Pool, Rik snorts.

Near the Pool, Kiana says "If yers is as sharp as mine is, it's too damn easy to get sliced."

Near the Pool, Kiana puts Rik between her and the rest of the caern, and begins the rite.

Dia looks about, and nod to the north.

A voice fills your mind. Dia remarks "come on with us?"

Jace whispers "Ya need a shoulder to lean on?"

From afar, Dia seems clutchy about you.

Jace turns to Eligio. "You know about dreams, right?"

Near the Pool, Porthos appears in a glimmer of light.

Sepdet looks worriedly at Dia and Eligio, then nods. ~We can't be gone long, I'm thinking.~

n

You make your way along the pathway to the north, between two Wheel quarters.

Northern Curve of the Wheel

Between the elements of fire and earth, the lines of the Wheel come into particular focus. About two yards apart, both defining grooves are composed of three quarter-inch thin lines, criss-crossing and weaving back and forth in a repeating pattern. Fire has scorched the edges of the path to an easily seen black. The small hill is forward on the Wheel, the firepit behind, and a path crosses to the middle of the clearing from outside.

Obvious exits:

Earth Mound Fire Pit Center of the Wheel North

At the center, Dia heads north, away from the center of the Wheel.

Dia has arrived.

Near the Fire Pit, Jalal looks over at Maury, nodding pleasantly before returning his eyes to the fire.

Dia turns to the north, and leaves past the rim of the Wheel.

Dia has left.

n

You head north, and cross the rim of the Wheel as you leave it.

Off the North Side of the Wheel

You stand in a grassy clearing amidst the great evergreens. The forest here is fairly sparse; around you, the ranks of pine and spruce are broken up by patches of vibrant green grass and yellow stalks of weed. To the north, the deep forest thins gradually into woodland, the trees standing in copses amidst a rolling, hilly sea of underbrush. Wind sweeps across this open land, cool and stirring; it calls to mind both the grandeur of vast open spaces and the quiet power of the great forest to the east and south. If you listen carefully, you think you can just barely make out the low hum of cars on the highway far to the north.

Various paths stretch away to the north through the copses and clearings, and you can make out the northern curve of the Great Wheel through the thin line of trees to the south.

Obvious exits:

North WHeel

A prescence enters your mind and sepdet seems impatient. "Where's Eli. Thought he was coming. Fuck."

Dia sets off through the treeline to the south, headed for the Caern.

Dia has left.

Sepdet sniffs the air, eyes widening. ~Shit.~

s

You head south, towards the Great Wheel.

Northern Curve of the Wheel

Between the elements of fire and earth, the lines of the Wheel come into particular focus. About two yards apart, both defining grooves are composed of three quarter-inch thin lines, criss-crossing and weaving back and forth in a repeating pattern. Fire has scorched the edges of the path to an easily seen black. The small hill is forward on the Wheel, the firepit behind, and a path crosses to the middle of the clearing from outside.

Contents:

Dia

Eligio Sacateca

Obvious exits:

Earth Mound Fire Pit Center of the Wheel North

At the center, Diana hmms, and fumbles around in her bag. "Well, I got some stale Chocolate Chip cookies and an apple. Which'n ya want?"

In the Windy Spot, Dylan looks up as Sepdet enters.

Near the Pool, Anpwhotep appears in a glimmer of light.

Near the Pool, Toxic appears in a glimmer of light.

A voice fills your mind. Dia remarks "Wha's the' hell's going on tonite?!?"

Eligio Sacateca looks about for dia

Near the Fire Pit, Lightfeather twists, spying Toxic.

Near the Pool, Toxic looks around, eyes wild. "Where's Sepdet?"

At the center, Alexis takes note of Toxic's entrance quietly. Haven't seen her in a bit.

Near the Fire Pit, Wepwawet sits up suddenly, looking around as if looking for someone... he stops, not finding anything, but still on his guard.

Near the Pool, Anpwhotep says, ~Out here, somewhere. Why?~

Near the Fire Pit, Jalal raises his head.

Dia senses "Sepdet growls. The Wheel may burn tonight."

At the center, Jace turns to Toxic. "Northern curve."

At the center, Hazmat looks over toward the pool.

Near the Pool, Anpwhotep says, ~She's been acting as groundskeeper~

cw

You turn to the south and make your way back to the hub of the Wheel.

Center of the Great Wheel

This circular clearing is about 40 yards in diameter and completely bounded by the Wheel of Nature inscribed in the ground. Soft green grasses cover much of the ground, but several paths have been worn to bare dirt over time. The only landmark within the Wheel is the low Table Stone at the center, but four important landmarks make up sections of the Wheel: the windy spot to the southwest, a small pool to the southeast, a firepit to the northeast, and a large mound of earth to the northwest.

Contents:

Diana

Jace

Justice

Hazmat

Alexis

Nepthys

Table Stone

Obvious exits:

Windy Spot South Pool East Fire Pit North Earth Mound West

Near the Pool, Toxic heads into the center.

Toxic has arrived.

On the northern curve, Dia freezes as she sees Toxic.

On the northern curve, Dia heads into the center.

Dia has arrived.

Diana glances up at Toxic, momentarily forgetting what she was doing.

Near the Pool, Anpwhotep heads into the center.

Anpwhotep has arrived.

Hazmat blinks at Toxic and moves away.

On the Earth Mound, Stefan rummages through his dufflebag and pulls out a white paper-wrapped package, and begins to open it.

Toxic jogs over to Sepdet quickly, not really acknowledging anyone else.

Justice watches Toxic and company quietly.

Nepthys leans against her staff.

In the Windy Spot, Dylan watches people he barely knows with sad eyes.

Nepthys smiles at Sepdet.

Sepdet paces carefully towards her alpha, meeting her eyes somberly.

Near the Fire Pit, Maury's head lifts from her homework; she closes the new book and shoves it, too, back into the bookbag as she heads towards the center curiously.

Near the Fire Pit, Maury heads into the center.

Maury has arrived.

On the eastern curve, Earth-Child rolls over onto his other side, with a wide yawn and a smaller whimper.

On the northern curve, Eligio Sacateca's eyes widen as he sees Toxic after so many days.

Alexis notes to Hazmat, "This is Rennaisance pack." Dia, Sepdet, Toxic, and Anpwhotep are gestured to. "They're the ones that have been teaching me."

Hazmat snifsnifs in Toxic's direction.

Dia smiles faintly to Alexis. Her smiles looks more like a grimace on her sallow face.

On the Earth Mound, Stefan munches on something.

Near the Fire Pit, Jumps looks around.

Hazmat snifsnifs in Tox's direction, and then her nose catches the smell of raw meat. She glances toward the earth mound.

Sepdet says, ~So Coyote, what brings you out of hiding?~ Sepdet's voice is painfully quiet. ~Th' same dream we all had?~

l Toxic

Female. Short (4'9). Early twenties. Slender like a rapier, or perhaps a kris, since she curves in all the right places. A shag-spiked ruff is dyed her usual brilliant cobalt blue, the sides close-shaven, most of her hair hanging fore and aft. Three thin braids curve down behind her left ear, dotted with beads of lapis. A biohazard trefoil is tattooed on her left shoulder in fluorescent blue dye, rich tones enhancing the near bloodless paleness of her skin. Blue lipstick and cheap titanium-blue mirrorshades over azure eyeshadow complete her image.

A stained, dark grey trenchcoat wraps her tiny form, and a battered grey fedora is perched on her head. She looks like a cross between Madonna and Humphrey Bogart on a bad day. The front of the overlarge coat is open to show a black muscle tee with a red hourglass mark over her tummy. Spider-slender hands wrapped in too-large fingerless black leather crouch on her slim hips, gripping old tiger-stripe camo BDU pants dyed more-or-less black. Some of the patterning still shows through and the fabric is so worn it is almost iridescent. A pair of ratty East German paratrooper boots lace up to her knees. She has an intriguing array of jewelry and some unusual scars, which you may inspect more closely if you wish. (ex Toxic/jewelry or ex Toxic/scars).

Her eyes are empty, hollow voids that now and again flare with pure hatred and violence that aches to bridge the gap between thought and deed, to write its message upon the world around her. Her movements are automatic, precise, flowing without life, the dance of a machine. The air around her is a detonator, can you hear the faint ticking? The fury of potential destruction scratching at its walls, seeking release?

On the northern curve, Slipping in quietly, dark stormclouds skitter across the horizon in malevolent patterns like shadows on the wall. A faint rumble sounds in the distance. The sky darkens perceptibly through the overhanging branches of the forest.

Anpwhotep stands by his packmates.

Dia steps unconciously, and protectively in front of Sepdet as she looks up.

Maury looks at Toxic warily, eyes flicking between Sepdet and Toxic.

Near the Fire Pit, Jalal sits up on his haunches, watching the sky.

On the Earth Mound, Stefan looks up and puts the food down.

Jace moves over near Sepdet and Dia.

Hazmat growls at the weather and moves closer to Alexis, forgetting hunger for a moment.

Alexis sighs. "And I was just getting dried out."

Jace whispers "You having nightmares, too?"

Jace senses "Sepdet doesn't seem to hear or see very much."

In the Windy Spot, Therru rolls her eye at the gathering of stormclouds, and whimpers softly.

Near the Fire Pit, Wepwawet 's tail twitches nervously.

Toxic looks up at Sepdet. "Donna know. A nightmare. You okay?"

On the eastern curve, Earth-Child whines in his sleep and, very slowly, rolls into a lying position. His eyes don't open, but he seems sensitive to the weather change.

Anpwhotep says, ~Dream? Huh?~

Near the Fire Pit, Lightfeather blinks again and shifts her position so she's circling directly over Toxic and Sepdet.

Near the Fire Pit, Lightfeather heads into the center.

Lightfeather has arrived.

Hazmat barks at the bird, the storm, the sky, anything.

In the Windy Spot, Therru raises her head and looks at the center, almost against her will pulled toward a discussion of dreams.

Near the Fire Pit, Jumps watches the scene in the center, her hackles rising slightly.

On the northern curve, The breeze picks up slowly, blowing leaves and other debris around the caern in ever-widening circles. The trees around the caern sway and dance in this wind like marionettes, their strings pulled by some unseen puppetmaster.

Diana walks over nearer to Hazmat, eyes watching the group of others closely.

Justice tilts her muzzle to the sky, noting the changing weather dispassionately.

Dias stance drops into a defensice one. Two bone knives come out of side sheaths as her eyes look about. They keep coming back to the northern edge,seeming to wait for someone.

Anpwhotep watches the north suspiciously

Sepdet drops her eyes to her pack, huddling closer. ~I'm. I'll be fine. I promise..~ she turns and bites her lip.

On the northern curve, Eligio Sacateca looks up, concern evident on his face.

In the Windy Spot, Therru kicks herself to her feet, shuddering all over.

Hazmat snarls and barks at the sky.

Toxic stares northwards. "No. Something's after you, girl."

Near the Fire Pit, Jalal heads into the center.

Jalal has arrived.

Near the Fire Pit, Jeremy heads into the center.

Jeremy has arrived.

Maury says "After...?"

Alexis says "Sepdet, maybe you should stay with me, at the Caern?"

Jace shakes his head...."They won't get her..."

Near the Fire Pit, ShadowDancer yawns and stretches, looking around the area and shifting a bit...then noticing the excitement and waking up fully

Near the Fire Pit, Jumps heads into the center.

Jumps has arrived.

On the Earth Mound, Stefan growls, pushes himself to his feet and begins to shift. . .

Near the Fire Pit, ShadowDancer heads into the center.

ShadowDancer has arrived.

In the Windy Spot, Therru stands up and shakes herself into homid form.

On the Earth Mound, Stefan contorts and blurs as he is transformed.

Jalal pads softly around the Center, stopping next to Therru.

Dia moves herself in front of Sepdet, betwen the young girl and the north. Unconciously, she shifts, and stares northward, again, seeming to wait for something.

In the Windy Spot, Therru contorts and blurs as she is transformed.

Hazmat shifts slightly in response to the tension.

Near the Fire Pit, Kevin Callahan shakes his head at the weather, and heads towards the center.

Near the Fire Pit, Kevin Callahan heads into the center.

Kevin Callahan has arrived.

In the Windy Spot, Therru shifts into Homid form.

On the Earth Mound, Stefan shifts into Crinos form.

Hazmat contorts and blurs as she is transformed.

Dia contorts and blurs as she is transformed.

Anpwhotep watches....his ears twitching in all directions

Toxic frowns, shifting as she murmurs quietly to Sepdet.

Hazmat reforms as Hispo.

Near the Fire Pit, Wepwawet heads into the center.

Wepwawet has arrived.

Near the Fire Pit, Mouse wanders in from the east , shifting uncomfortably at the oncoming storm.

Dia shifts into Glabro form.

Toxic contorts and blurs as she is transformed.

Justice breathes slowly and deeply, nose pointed to the north. Her eyes are half shut.

In the Windy Spot, Therru covers her face with her hands.

In the Windy Spot, Dylan glances over at Therru, and wraps his arms more tightly around himself.

Toxic whispers "What did you dream?"

Sepdet growls, voice suddenly loud and firm. ~Everyone to the perimeter. A Wheel burns in our dreams, and the time may be now.~

Jalal heads southwest, to the spot where the winds swirl.

Jalal has left.

Toxic shifts into Glabro form.

On the southern curve, Song Weaver comes in from the woodland to the south.

Wepwawet pads into the center, closing ranks.

On the southern curve, Moon Otter comes in from the woodland to the south.

Hazmat continues to snarl and bark, her voice deeper and more menecing.

Maury says, soft, "What's happening, Sepdet?"

Maury heads northwest to the mound of earth.

Maury has left.

Kevin Callahan contorts and blurs as he is transformed.

ShadowDancer shrugs and pads to the fire

ShadowDancer heads northeast to the fire pit.

ShadowDancer has left.

Kevin Callahan shifts into Glabro form.

Justice heads north, away from the center of the Wheel.

Justice has left.

Near the Fire Pit, ShadowDancer contorts and blurs as he is transformed.

Jace contorts and blurs as he is transformed.

In the Windy Spot, Therru cries out softly, "My own dreams are bad enough, why do I have yours too?"

Diana contorts and blurs as she is transformed.

Near the Fire Pit, ShadowDancer shifts into Crinos form.

Alexis says "What? Where should we go?"

Jace ripples and changes, heading into Glabro form.

Diana stretches, contorts ,then reforms, shifting instantly into Glabro form.

In the Windy Spot, Dylan stands and crosses to Therru.

Kevin Callahan heads north, away from the center of the Wheel.

Kevin Callahan has left.

On the northern curve, Justice pitches her sense outward.

On the northern curve, The newborn howl of the wind makes it hard to be heard without shouting. It whips hair and fur about your faces in a tangled mess. The fire throws sparks into the air and the earth itself trembles slightly, causing ripples to wash across the pool in choppy motion.

On the eastern curve, Earth-Child shakes his head and looks up, blinking the sleep from his eyes. Is it time for my patrol already? What's happening?

Toxic snarls low as she heads northward. "The perimeter, 'Lexis."

Lightfeather curses and keeps her vigilance uup in the sky, keeping an eye to the north.

On the southern curve, Song Weaver takes in the scene.

Toxic heads north, away from the center of the Wheel.

Toxic has left.

Hazmat heads northeast to the fire pit.

Hazmat has left.

On the northern curve, Eligio Sacateca says "What the hell?"

Jace moves to stand near the group.

In the Windy Spot, Jalal heads into the center.

Jalal has arrived.

Wepwawet heads northeast to the fire pit.

Wepwawet has left.

Jalal heads north, away from the center of the Wheel.

Jalal has left.

Diana heads north, away from the center of the Wheel.

Diana has left.

On the northern curve, Jalal turns to the north, and leaves past the rim of the Wheel.

Alexis heads northeast to the fire pit.

Alexis has left.

On the southern curve, Song Weaver heads into the center.

Song Weaver has arrived.

On the southern curve, Moon Otter looks about, confused.

Near the Pool, Adam stands near the pool, at parade rest.

Lightfeather blinks. "Toxic. Dammit. Wait."

Anpwhotep heads southwest, to the spot where the winds swirl.

Anpwhotep has left.

On the northern curve, Jalal emerges from the thin treeline to the north.

On the Earth Mound, Maury contorts and blurs as she is transformed.

Lightfeather heads north, away from the center of the Wheel.

Lightfeather has left.

In the Windy Spot, Anpwhotep heads into the center.

Anpwhotep has arrived.

Anpwhotep heads north, away from the center of the Wheel.

Anpwhotep has left.

Sepdet places a hand flat on the tablestone, fingers not quite touching the pathstone at center. ~I don't know what's going to happen.~ Her voice is smooth and calm again.

On the Earth Mound, Maury shifts into Crinos form.

On the southern curve, Moon Otter leaves.

Near the Fire Pit, Hazmat lifts herself up on her hind legs for a moment, barking.

From afar, Dia will ALWAYS keep herself between you and the north.

Dia pages: or the shadow she keeps seeing=)

On the southern curve, Moon Otter heads south, out of the Wheel and into the forest.

On the northern curve, Jalal contorts and blurs as he is transformed.

Jeremy heads north, away from the center of the Wheel.

Jeremy has left.

On the northern curve, Jalal shifts into Crinos form.

Jumps contorts and blurs as she is transformed.

Near the Fire Pit, Mouse blinks again, and shifts...

Jumps shifts into Homid form.

Near the Fire Pit, Mouse contorts and blurs as he is transformed.

In the Windy Spot, Dylan looks at Jalal.

Near the Fire Pit, Mouse shifts into Crinos form.

Near the Pool, FireWyld appears in a glimmer of light.

On the northern curve, Diana clenches her fists nervously, muttering something about "Why oh why did I leave my bow home?"

On the northern curve, Toxic's weapon seems to drop into her hands from the folds of her trenchcoat, a pistol-gripped double-barreled shotgun, chopped down to a mere three inches of barrel length beyond the chamber

Song Weaver looks up at her packmate.

Near the Fire Pit, Wepwawet contorts and blurs as he is transformed.

Near the Fire Pit, Wepwawet shifts into Crinos form.

On the Earth Mound, Maury shifts to a more appropriate form, shorter fur held tighter against her than her hair.

Jace turns to look at Sepdet. "I guess we're gonna find out."

Fire-Drums contorts and blurs as she is transformed.

On the northern curve, Diana contorts and blurs as she is transformed.

Near the Fire Pit, Mouse pulls out his stillettos, fingering them somewhat uncomfortably.

In the Windy Spot, Therru flinches, almost jumping back from the center.

Fire-Drums shifts into Crinos form.

On the northern curve, Diana stretches, contorts ,then reforms, shifting instantly into Crinos form.

On the northern curve, Justice peers into the north. This is no place to meet a threat. If something comes, it should be met before it runs to the Wheel.

Near the Pool, FireWyld growls loudly, the sound commanding attention. ~Reinforcements. Now. In the Umbra. Somethin's up. NOW.~

Near the Fire Pit, Hazmat contorts and blurs as she is transformed.

On the northern curve, Jeremy contorts and blurs as he is transformed.

Near the Fire Pit, Hazmat reforms as Crinos.

Near the Fire Pit, ShadowDancer shifts his forearms blades to a looser position

In the Windy Spot, Dylan contorts and blurs as he is transformed.

On the northern curve, Jeremy shifts into Lupus form.

On the northern curve, Anpwhotep heads into the center.

Anpwhotep has arrived.

On the northern curve, Justice heads into the center.

Justice has arrived.

In the Windy Spot, Dylan shifts into Crinos form.

Anpwhotep heads south, away from the center of the Wheel.

Anpwhotep has left.

Justice heads southeast to the pool.

Justice has left.

On the southern curve, Anpwhotep follows the Wheel to the Pool.

On the northern curve, Kevin Callahan contorts and blurs as he is transformed.

On the northern curve, Kevin Callahan shifts into Crinos form.

Near the Pool, Anpwhotep's eyes stop on his reflection in the pool.

In the Windy Spot, Therru shifts from foot to foot, shaking her head, trmbling.

Near the Pool, Justice's eyes stop on her reflection in the pool.

In the Windy Spot, Dylan follows the Wheel past the Windy Spot.

Near the Fire Pit, Wepwawet makes his way south, back around the Wheel.

On the eastern curve, Wepwawet circles the Wheel, coming from the Fire Pit in the north.

Near the Fire Pit, Hazmat stands on her hind legs and snarls like an angry bear, fur bristling.

Sepdet takes a long measured breath, eyes hooded, and leaves her post by the tablestone.

Near the Pool, Adam draws a small pistol from his trousers.

Near the Pool, FireWyld's eyes stop on her reflection in the pool.

On the northern curve, Jalal heads into the center.

Jalal has arrived.

Near the Fire Pit, Alexis clutches her purse closely.

Near the Pool, Anpwhotep gazes into the pool, and suddenly he vanishes.

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You make your way southeast, toward the pool.

Around the Pool

The inscribed Wheel continues, running past a small pool of clear water just inside the outer line. The ground on the Wheel is rough, with uneven patches of grass sprouting here and there in defiance of the countless generations of feet that have trod this path. On to the north is the firepit, and back to the west is the windy spot.

Contents:

Justice

FireWyld(#2956PJOceq)

Adam

Quiet Pool

Obvious exits:

Forward Back Center of the Wheel

At the center, Song Weaver sniffs, ~North or Umbra? Which!!!~

At the center, Jalal heads southeast to the pool.

Jalal has arrived.

On the eastern curve, Wepwawet heads back to the south and the pool.

Wepwawet has arrived.

On the northern curve, Jeremy heads into the center.

On the Earth Mound, Warchilde begins to sharpen his claws on the white stone.

At the center, Jeremy heads southeast to the pool.

Jeremy has arrived.

At the center, Fire-Drums heads southeast to the pool.

Fire-Drums has arrived.

On the northern curve, Eligio Sacateca contorts and blurs as he is transformed.

Justice has left.

Justice gazes into the pool, and suddenly she vanishes.

On the southern curve, Dylan follows the Wheel to the Pool.

Dylan has arrived.

At the center, Jace heads north, away from the center of the Wheel.

On the Earth Mound, Maury suggests, ~Some in both.~

On the Earth Mound, Maury heads into the center.

On the northern curve, Eligio Sacateca ripples and changes, slipping into Glabro form.

FireWyld has left.

FireWyld gazes into the pool, and suddenly she vanishes.

On the northern curve, Jace contorts and blurs as he is transformed.

At the center, Maury walks around the stone to the south.

Jalal's eyes stop on his reflection in the pool.

Sepdet looks back at Toxic, Dia, then shakes her head and dives through.

At the center, Maury heads southeast to the pool.

Maury has arrived.

At the center, Jumps heads northeast to the fire pit.

+reach

Near the Fire Pit, Hazmat is in a near-frenzy of excitment, anger, and terror.

On the northern curve, Jace ripples and changes, heading into Crinos form.

Sepdet's eyes stop on her reflection in the pool.

On the northern curve, Huntress glances at Toxic. ~My alpha is not here, Blue-fur-rhya, I will follow you.~

Dylan's eyes stop on his reflection in the pool.

Maury's eyes stop on her reflection in the pool.

In the Windy Spot, Therru contorts and blurs as she is transformed.

At the center, Song Weaver heads southeast to the pool.

Song Weaver has arrived.

Fire-Drums's eyes stop on her reflection in the pool.

The landscape shimmers, and you are through.

Umbra: Beyond the Pool

The world about you is so sharp and alive as to make the place you left a dull, sooty dream. Surely, it was never as _real_ as this. The topography is the same, you still stand by the pool within the arc of the Wheel, but there the similarity ends. Every blade of grass is distinct from every other one, and each glows with vitality, for this is the Green World, the pure life within, the reality beyond reality.

Obvious exits:

NorthWest South

Sepdet appears in a glimmer of light.

Maury has arrived.

Maury appears in a glimmer of light.

Dylan has arrived.

Dylan appears in a glimmer of light.

Wepwawet has arrived.

In the center of the clearing, FireWyld says, ~They're comin'... in droves.~

+shift crinos

Wepwawet appears in a glimmer of light.

Sepdet contorts and blurs as she is transformed.

In the center of the clearing, Justice trots to Porthos' side.

You shift into Crinos form.

Jalal has arrived.

Alias removed.

Name set.

Alias set.

Cleared.

Set.

Cleared.

Jalal appears in a glimmer of light.

Song Weaver has arrived.

In the center of the clearing, Justice contorts and blurs as she is transformed.

Song Weaver appears in a glimmer of light.

In the center of the clearing, Justice shifts into Crinos form.

Fire-Drums has arrived.

Maury heads northwest through the thick grasses toward the center of the clearing.

Maury has left.

Fire-Drums appears in a glimmer of light.

In the center of the clearing, Porthos and Rik are in shooter's positions, Porthos with a massive rifle and Rik with a shotgun. There is a massive entity attacking the wards.

Song Weaver heads northwest through the thick grasses toward the center of the clearing.

Song Weaver has left.

Mouse has arrived.

Dylan says, ~Are we too many here? Too weak out of this realm? Should I return?~

Mouse appears in a glimmer of light.

Fire-Drums has left.

Fire-Drums gazes into the pool, and suddenly she vanishes.

Jeremy has arrived.

Jeremy appears in a glimmer of light.

In the center of the clearing, Rik shouts "Fire??"

In the center of the clearing, Song Weaver watches Ehni flow away. As the warmth and light seep away, she looks suddenly cold.

Wepwawet slips in, feeling more at home here...

In the center of the clearing, FireWyld growls, the sound mostly lost in the whipping wind.

Sepdet D'siaH nods curtly at Dylan. ~More to the caern...~

In the center of the clearing, Justice begins to lumber forward, past the wards. ~Stop it before it comes in...~

Dylan looks down into the shimmering pool, contemplating his reflection.

In the center of the clearing, Porthos snarls. ~Hold off 'till you can get a clear shot.~

In the center of the clearing, The darkened sky is lit up with an eerie glow as the Umbral struggle that is taking place begins to make itself felt. Fire arcs across the clearing from the outer edges of the Wheel in an inverted bowl that bends and strains with the weight pressing upon it. The howl of the wind becomes a shriek as the very air itself supports these arches of flame.

Dylan has left.

Dylan gazes into the pool, and suddenly he vanishes.

In the center of the clearing, Song Weaver follows Justice, a growl in her throat.

Fire-Drums has arrived.

Fire-Drums appears in a glimmer of light.

In the center of the clearing, Rik nods, his hat flying away in the wind.

From afar, Fire-Drums will not be leaving your side. Damn..wish I had the neat silver blade=)

In the center of the clearing, The fire obscures whatever it is that is fighting to get in.

A voice fills your mind. Fire-Drums remarks "what else did you see...did you meet the dreamer?"

In the center of the clearing, FireWyld says, ~Fuck me over a barrel....~

Mouse shifts so that his daggers are at the ready.

In the center of the clearing, Rik moves off to the side, to avoid the press of arriving woofies.

Fire-Drums rakes claws along the edge of her knife. They seem to get sharper.

In the center of the clearing, FireWyld clenches and unclenches her clawed hands, her body tense and ready for battle.

:begins to chant in a low voice, Rite of Cleansing, and to circle the edge of the bowl, feet gripping the earth like she might fall.

Sepdet D'siaH begins to chant in a low voice, Rite of Cleansing, and to circle the edge of the bowl, feet gripping the earth like she might fall.

From afar, Fire-Drums seems frantic.

Anpwhotep comes down to the pool from the center of the clearing.

Anpwhotep has arrived.

Jalal growls softly to himself, eyes blazing.

In the center of the clearing, Justice continues moving, past the fire, sense probing ahead for a clear sight.

In the center of the clearing, Porthos advances, gaining a better killzone on the thing, bracing his weapon against the bole of a large tree. ~Fire.~

Jeremy contorts and blurs as he is transformed.

Wepwawet braces himself, seeming oddly calm for a Garou in Crinos...

Jeremy shifts into Crinos form.

In the center of the clearing, Rik fires repeatedly at the thing.

In the center of the clearing, The dome of fire bends and starts to buckle under the pressure of an unseen weight and the ground trembles. The shrieking wind whips up dust devils that cavort wildly about the Umbral caern, scattering dirt and water throughout the enclosed space.

Anpwhotep follows Sepdet, cold and calm, acting as her physical support as she performs her rite

Fire-Drums follows Sepdet, her body tense with contained rage, and strangely, fear.

In the center of the clearing, Maury moves, slowly, to the northwest corner of the Wheel, eyes alert, claws flexing.

Song Weaver comes down to the pool from the center of the clearing.

Song Weaver has arrived.

Song Weaver snarls, too many here.

Mouse frowns, slightly.

Song Weaver looks down into the shimmering pool, contemplating her reflection.

Fire-Drums barks "Sky. Real world. What's happening?"

In the center of the clearing, Porthos begins unloading careful, aimed shots into the attacker with his massive rifle. He chooses his targets carefully, aiming well above those Garou present.

Song Weaver has left.

Song Weaver gazes into the pool, and suddenly she vanishes.

Jalal grolws, then follows Song Weaver.

Sepdet D'siaH spirals inward, tone never shaking, but barely aware of the other garou here. She holds her spirit-knife high, glittering silver in answer to the red, as if her small body could be a shield here.

In the center of the clearing, The gunfire seems to do no good, the shrieking of the wind continues to grow louder and louder. The roar of the fire is felt across the Caern.

Jalal looks down into the shimmering pool, contemplating his reflection.

nw

You head through the tall grass toward the center of the clearing. The air fairly crackles with spiritual energy the closer you get to the center.

Umbra: Center of the Caern

The thick grasses surrounding this place suddenly give way to solid granite in a perfect circle some twenty yards across. An eerie chill runs up your spine, instincts atingle as an undiscernable presence fills the air. Lunes dance wildly on the air, lighting the place brightly and casting odd shadows about the clearing. At the center of the stone circle a broad Medicine Circle has been drawn in brightly colored chalks and sand, one Great Ring embracing a second smaller circle. Inscribed within the greater ring are stylized representations of each of the Totems of the Garou, and at the cardinal directions stand the symbols of the elements. Within the center of the Medicine Circle a triangle has been laid in silver dust, seven feet on a side. At each point the symbols of each of the Triat have been drawn, The Wyld, Weaver, and Wyrm each adding its primal power to the binding.

The air here is charged with silent anticipation, as if a power long forgotten finally stirs. Even the least perceptive can feel the eerie presence of the place, sense the strength buried deep within the Earth. Power reverberates through the Earth's shell like the song of distant thunder, rumbling so deeply it must be felt rather than heard.

Contents:

Ehni

Justice

FireWyld

GMSPY

Rik

Slick

Porthos

Obvious exits:

SouthEast West

Porthos drops his weapon where he stands.

On the western edge of the clearing, Nim comes out of the woods into the clearing.

Anpwhotep comes into the center of the clearing from the pool to the southeast.

Anpwhotep has arrived.

Porthos unwraps Pouch, the blade's metalwork gleaming with deadly promise.

Wepwawet comes into the center of the clearing from the pool to the southeast.

Wepwawet has arrived.

Porthos draws Wyrmsmyter from its dark sheath. The blade howls a metallic cry of battle-lust, laying a blazing trail of violet spirit-flame in its wake.

By the pool to the southeast, Traveller comes out of the woods to the south.

Traveller comes into the center of the clearing from the pool to the southeast.

Traveller has arrived.

Wepwawet follows his tribemates...

Jeremy comes into the center of the clearing from the pool to the southeast.

Jeremy has arrived.

By the pool to the southeast, Jalal gazes into the pool, and suddenly he vanishes.

Faintly at first and then louder until it can be heard over the howl of the wind, there is a tearing sound, like silk shredding under stone claws. Accompanied by a subconscious warning that raises the hackles on everyone present, the overhanging curtain of fire is parted in spite of its protests to the contrary.

FireWyld growls, her rage filling her.

Fire-Drums comes into the center of the clearing from the pool to the southeast.

Fire-Drums has arrived.

Traveller stands between Sepdet and Anpwhotep

Rik contorts and blurs as he is transformed.

Ehni has left.

Rik shifts into Crinos form.

Cujo tosses away his rifle and leaps to his feet.

On the western edge of the clearing, Nim heads westward, disappearing rapidly into the woods.

In the distance, Toxic can be heard to howl, ~THE WARDS! All to the Caern! We are attacked!~

Porthos snarls, advancing slowly with his blazing Grand Klaive.

FireWyld stays between Cujo and Porthos, her howl rising in visciousness.

Snuffed out, as if by a giant hand, the covering fire snaps back to the perimeter of the caern with a resounding 'crack' and is gone. A black shadow pierces the sky and forces its way through the Gauntlet.

Maury remains on the northwest curve, claws flexing as she watches, hissing slightly.

By the pool to the southeast, Mouse frowns again and goes back to the other world.

Fire-Drums snarls in rage and launches herslef at the shadow.

By the pool to the southeast, Mouse looks down into the shimmering pool, contemplating his reflection.

Justice heads southeast toward the pool.

Justice has left.

By the pool to the southeast, Justice looks down into the shimmering pool, contemplating her reflection.

By the pool to the southeast, Mouse gazes into the pool, and suddenly he vanishes.

By the pool to the southeast, Justice gazes into the pool, and suddenly she vanishes.

Porthos shifts to a run, howling towards the defiler as he attempts to close into blade-range with the thing.

Sepdet D'siaH steps towards the middle, voice deepening into a low rumble far unlike her own. The words of the cleansing Rite her own warcry, she surges towards the heart of the shadow with a knife for a splinter.

With a 'crack' and a shudder the thing is gone from the Umbral plane, leaving only a gaping whole in its place.

Anpwhotep charges beside Sepdet.

Cujo skids to a stop.

Wepwawet follows in with the charge... only to stop short as the thing vanishes.

Maury circles west, south, to the pool.

In the center of the clearing, Porthos snarls. ~The Realm! Vengeance, we stay as Umbral Support. It will be back when beaten from the Realm.~

In the center of the clearing, Rik nods...

In the center of the clearing, Rik contorts and blurs as he is transformed.

In the center of the clearing, Porthos rumbles. ~The caern has protection enough in the Realm. The Sept needs us here.~

In the center of the clearing, Rik shifts into Glabro form.

In the center of the clearing, Rik finds his rifle again.

In the center of the clearing, Porthos snarls. ~Kiana... Who was in the Realm, when you left?~

Sepdet DsiaH's chant falls into silence. She looks back. ~Guard well. I'll be back, Gaia willing.~

Sepdet D'siaH looks down into the shimmering pool, contemplating her reflection.

The landscape shimmers, and you are through.

Around the Pool

The inscribed Wheel continues, running past a small pool of clear water just inside the outer line. The ground on the Wheel is rough, with uneven patches of grass sprouting here and there in defiance of the countless generations of feet that have trod this path. On to the north is the firepit, and back to the west is the windy spot.

Contents:

Justice

Jeremy

Moon Otter

Archer

Maury

Quiet Pool

Obvious exits:

Forward Back Center of the Wheel

Sepdet D'siaH appears in a glimmer of light.

At the center, Dylan's head whips around toward the pool.

At the center, A dark figure forces its way through the Gauntlet in the midst of this chaos to land softly in the Realms. With an impact like that from a wall of water, the storm front chooses this moment to shriek through the caern like a locomotive, scattering everything in its path that has not already been thrown about in cascades of rain. Pasty grey, outline flickering with a similar-coloured, leaden bale-fire, a shadow figure stands triumphantly in the Windy spot. White teeth in a grey face mark its evil grin.

Maury appears right behind Sepdet.

Near the Fire Pit, Hazmat claws furrows into the ground, snarling and snapping like a rabid dog.

At the center, Dylan heads southwest, to the spot where the winds swirl.

At the center, Fire-Drums heads southeast to the pool.

Fire-Drums has arrived.

On the northern curve, Song Weaver growls

On the northern curve, Song Weaver heads into the center.

On the northern curve, Two-Stripe heads into the center.

Justice comes through from the Umbra, hitting the ground running. She's disoriented, but jerks her attention to the north.

On the northern curve, Earth-Child, head turning furiously, gives a battle-howl and charges toward the Windy Spot.

On the northern curve, Earth-Child makes his way forward along the Wheel, toward the earth mound.

At the center, Therru shivers, and whips her head from side to side, trying to figure out what to do.

Archer stands over Oscar, growling to him.

Near the Fire Pit, Alexis fights with her instincts, which say to run.

On the Earth Mound, Earth-Child follows the Wheel past the Earth Mound.

On the northern curve, Toxic whirls, weapon high. She takes a shot quickly before there are too many garou near the figure for her to fire.

Michael Powers has arrived.

Michael Powers appears in a glimmer of light.

In the Windy Spot, Dylan hurls himself low against the figure, trying to knoock it to the ground.

At the center, A few remnants of the spiritual wards made physical hang about this figure's shoulders in tatters, flapping in the wind. His eyes search the Caern for a brief second before he howls in rage that his quarry is not here.

Sepdet D'siaH's head comes up, bleak recognition on her face. She seems to be struggling to concentrate, in the middle of even this.

On the western curve, Earth-Child follows the Wheel to the Windy Spot.

In the Windy Spot, Dylan heads into the center.

Fire-Drums eyes scan the area, looking for the shadow creature. Her lips are pulled back in a snarl, rage filling her eyes.

Near the Fire Pit, Hazmat screams a howl.

On the northern curve, Mouse grips onto his daggers, praying that they'd reveal thier power to him...

Traveller has arrived.

Michael Powers dropped Traveller.

On the northern curve, Toxic heads into the center.

Michael Powers stands beside Sepdet, along with Traveller

Fire-Drums leaps at the Shadow creature, snarling.

Fire-Drums heads into the center.

Fire-Drums has left.

At the center, Therru screams, again in that eerie seven-year-old's voice.

Maury steps between Sepdet and the creature.

Near the Fire Pit, Hazmat heads into the center.

In the Windy Spot, Earth-Child leaps into the air as he reaches the edge of the pit, trying to knock the figure over with sheer force--and mass, as he shifts in ager midair.

At the center, Dylan lunges again at the creature, again aiming low.

At the center, Song Weaver howls.

In the Windy Spot, Earth-Child contorts and blurs as he is transformed.

In the Windy Spot, Earth-Child shifts into Hispo form.

Jeremy snarls and crouches, baring fangs and claws at the dark shade.

In the Windy Spot, Jalal snarls moving around the rock in a half-crouch, eyes searching.

Justice tilts her muzzle back in a Wyld howl, raging at the violation of the Caern. She moves forward.

On the northern curve, Kevin Callahan snarls, stalking towards the creature.

On the northern curve, Kevin Callahan heads into the center.

Justice heads into the center.

Justice has left.

At the center, Two-Stripe roars a challenge.

On the northern curve, ShadowDancer heads into the center.

Jeremy heads into the center.

Jeremy has left.

Sepdet D'siaH strokes the edge of her Dagger quietly, then breaks into a bone-ache song with a deep low un-Sepdet voice as she circles in towards it.

p Carlos=The song I learned in communion with the Mescalito spirits.

At the center, Hazmat really looks more crazed than actually useful.

At the center, With a roar, Toxic's shots tear into it. Before the first Garou can reach this spot, the figure chooses a new form. Not so much shifts as simply flows into a form with no truly defined shape. Mishapen limbs ending in sharp claws. Broad-shouldered, a creature of smoke and darkness, with ebony muscles knotting its now-massive frame to a height of 8 metres. Five-fingered claws of shadow unsheath with hardly a whisper of sound as the avatar rears up on its hind legs to meet the onrush.

On the northern curve, Mouse follows the wheel, in hopes to flank the creature.

At the center, Therru has the dazed, terrified look of someone who is in the wrong nightmare.

In the Windy Spot, Jalal heads into the center.

At the center, Dylan circles, trying to understand.

Maury darts inwards, making sure to stay between the creature and Sepdet.

Maury heads into the center.

Maury has left.

On the northern curve, Mouse makes his way forward along the Wheel, toward the earth mound.

On the Earth Mound, Mouse follows the Wheel past the Earth Mound.

On the western curve, Mouse follows the Wheel to the Windy Spot.

In the Windy Spot, Mouse follows the Wheel past the Windy Spot.

At the center, Fire-Drums heads southwest, to the spot where the winds swirl.

At the center, Grips-Tightly aims his pistol with grim calm at where its eyes might be, high above the ground.

At the center, Justice moves forward, slow and steady, Klaive drawn.

At the center, ShadowDancer dances about the creature, his appearance blurring as if he were half-shadow in his dance....ducking in to swing at vital-appearing points on joints as he dances....with his 18" blade

Archer casually looses an arrow into it, playing the winds casually at this incredibly short range, since it gave him a clear field of fire.

At the center, Toxic pitches the shotgun to the side, running towards the windy spot. A twist and her klaive falls into her left hand. Her right acquires a long kindjal as she vaults the table-stone, holding it grip-high.

At the center, Hazmat looks torn between attacking and running, and instead continues to frenzy in one spot and rip up the earth.

At the center, Song Weaver roars Wyrm as she moves in to attack the thing's leg.

At the center, A massive weight slams into Jalal and Earth-Child as claw meets klaive and the creature shows there is mass and substance behind its shadowy form. The three tumble across the ground, bowling the others from their feet like so many pins.

At the center, Jeremy leaps at the shadow, slashing with fangs and claws.

At the center, Therru follows Song Weaver, a note of relief in her howl as she attacks, ineptly.

In the Windy Spot, Fire-Drums leaps at the Shadowspawn, two bone daggers glinting in the moonlight. Her eyes echo an inner rage as she attempts to plunge her daggers into its midriff.

In the Windy Spot, Fire-Drums heads into the center.

At the center, Jalal clutches, ripping and tearing at the creature.

At the center, Dylan circles to behind the creature, and then lunges, clawing and throwing his weight against the knees - or where the knees should be.

At the center, Two-Stripe leaps up and attempts to slash at the thing with his klaive.

At the center, Archer's arrows sink into flesh, with no noticeable effect. Fire-Drum's bone daggers deflect off of its tough hide.

At the center, Justice begins a baying howl, interspersing it with guttural shouts of ~For the Wheel!~

On the southern curve, Yvette comes in from the woodland to the south.

In the Windy Spot, Earth-Child yelps loudly as he is knocked back, and he rolls a few feet before he can rise rise, groggily.

At the center, Hazmat screams and launches herself at the creature, her attack making up in Rage what it lacks in form, practice, or direction.

At the center, ShadowDancer licks in with his blade, aiming for where tendons and arteries should be, dancing into and out of shadows as he moves

At the center, Jumps drives forward, clawing for vital spots that she can reach.

On the southern curve, Yvette looks at the center, eyes wide.

At the center, Toxic snaps her right hand hard, the kindjal knife arcing out and up as she throws towards where its head might be. She circles, looking for an opening in the wall of garou.

At the center, Song Weaver contorts and blurs as she is transformed.

Sepdet D'siaH loses her concentration as Maury steps in the way, voice wavering slightly. She looks up at the thing and blurs, suddenly, to appear several steps to the left, still spiralling inwards with her voice driving daggers.

At the center, Song Weaver shifts into Crinos form.

At the center, Diana gives up on the tiny gun before even shooting it, dropping it quickly, then diving with a snarling rage towards the thing, claws out and swiping wide.

On the southern curve, Yvette contorts and blurs as she is transformed.

On the southern curve, Yvette shifts into Crinos form.

At the center, Kevin Callahan dashes in, slashing at the legs.

At the center, Diana contorts and blurs as she is transformed.

At the center, With a deafening shriek above the sound of the wind and the rain, the many-limbed creature of smoke and air flings off the surrounding Garou. Catching scent of what it wants, it lunges towards the Pool.

Archer fires slowly and casually, well above the heads of the infighting Garou.

At the center, Diana stretches, contorts ,then reforms, shifting instantly into Crinos form.

At the center, Jeremy tears and slashes at the thing with all his might,

At the center, Grips-Tightly fades back.

At the center, Grips-Tightly heads southeast to the pool.

Grips-Tightly has arrived.

At the center, Fire-Drums drops her knives, and goes for the old - fashion way. She snarls, claws out, teeth bared. She rakes across where a face SHOULD be, jaws biting its form.

On the southern curve, Yvette follows the Wheel to the Pool.

Yvette has arrived.

At the center, Justice moves in at a steady pace, looking for a shot to the back of the legs if the press allows. Her body quivers, ready tomove out of the way of claws and arms...

At the center, SteelFur races into the Wheel, shifting from Lupus to Crinos and launching herself at the creature.

At the center, Dylan heads southeast to the pool.

Dylan has arrived.

Michael Powers shifts position and prepares to tackle the creature as it comes toward Sepdet

At the center, Two-Stripe lands hard and rolls. He sees where it heads and tried to make a break for the pool.

In the Windy Spot, Earth-Child makes it to his feet and howls again. The Apocalypse! It has arrived!

At the center, Toxic circles southward, moving to interpose herself as the leviathan heads towards the pool and her pack.

At the center, Therru picks herself up from where she was flung, and shows every sign of agreeing with Earth-Child.

At the center, Song Weaver turns to follow, looking for an opening to attack.

At the center, Jalal howls in fury, springing back toward the thing- weaving toward it, lunging at its gut with his jaws.

On the southern curve, Mouse heads into the center.

At the center, Two-Stripe heads southeast to the pool.

Two-Stripe has arrived.

Dylan shakes his head groggily, but pursues.

At the center, Fire-Drums snarls, and leaps after the creature, desperate to keep it away from Sepdet. Frenzy dances on the edge of her eyes as she rakes forward.

At the center, Song Weaver heads southeast to the pool.

Song Weaver has arrived.

At the center, Fire-Drums heads southeast to the pool.

Fire-Drums has arrived.

Archer says to Moon Otter, ~Break for it.~

At the center, Maury glances once, beside her, starting a little as she realizes Sepdet's no longer behind her; she moves towards Toxic to stand beside her.

At the center, Therru digs her hind claws into the ground, and leaps for the /thing/ again, shaking in her first Rage.

At the center, Therru heads southeast to the pool.

Therru has arrived.

Moon Otter follows the Wheel north past the Pool.

Moon Otter has left.

Archer backs steadily, keeping his upwards line of fire.

At the center, Insubstantial arms meet Song Weaver's attack as they brush her aside like so much lint.

Two-Stripe finds a rock to stand on, and jumps off of it, towards the thing, klaive flashing.

Sepdet D'siaH holds her dagger like a torch, glaring up at it with cool recognition, unearthly voice of stone never wavering.

At the center, Huntress rolls slightly, springing back to her feet in between the thing and the center. Once again, she deftly leaps into the air, trying to dig her claws deep into something.

Dylan looks once at the creature under attack, then reaches for the spirit world.

Dylan's eyes stop on his reflection in the pool.

At the center, Jumps shakes her self off, and makes a running attack.

At the center, Justice picks herself up with a shake of the muzzle, and stalks after the juggernaut.

At the center, Toxic's right hand tugs another knife out of her jacket and she pitches it high as she bounces, shifting. ~Hey, ugly!~

At the center, Jeremy howls in rage and charges the creature as it advances on his tribe-sister.

At the center, Toxic contorts and blurs as she is transformed.

Sepdet D'siaH holds her ground, bracing to meet its attack.

Dylan has left.

Dylan gazes into the pool, and suddenly he vanishes.

At the center, Hazmat gets knocked aside easily, and rolls several feet.

At the center, Toxic shifts into Crinos form.

Traveller crouches and leaps to intercept the creature, spirit jaws reaching for its heart.

On the western curve, Brutus works his way free of the dense treeline to the west.

Michael Powers contorts and blurs as he is transformed.

On the western curve, Brutus removes his mirrorshades.

At the center, Kevin Callahan gets to his feet, and dashes after the creature with a howl of fury.

On the western curve, Brutus heads into the center.

Grips-Tightly has disconnected.

Michael Powers shifts into Crinos form.

Yvette's eyes stop on her reflection in the pool.

Therru leaps for the thing's back, screaming again in her child's voice.

Porthos has arrived.

Porthos appears in a glimmer of light.

Song Weaver picks herself up, her rage clear in her eyes. She moves to get behind the creature.

At the center, SteelFur roars as her claws try to claw canyons into the thing.

In the Windy Spot, Earth-Child, with no less anger, barrels toward the...the...whatever it is. As he does, he closes his eeys, aiming by sense of smell and concentrating on knocking the creature over, witht he help of Gaia if need be.

FireWyld has arrived.

FireWyld appears in a glimmer of light.

Dylan has arrived.

At the center, Levethian head swivels in Toxic's direction long enough to catch the blade in the face. It roars then and pivots about with unnatural speed for its bulk, throwing its arms about the Garou and hugging her to its chest.

Dylan appears in a glimmer of light.

Wepwawet has arrived.

At the center, Jumps heads southeast to the pool.

Jumps has arrived.

Wepwawet appears in a glimmer of light.

Yvette has left.

Yvette gazes into the pool, and suddenly she vanishes.

Rik has arrived.

Rik appears in a glimmer of light.

At the center, Mouse circles around to behind the thing, waiting for a chance to attack. Seeing an opening he leaps at it, somehow growing a bit taller, trying to find purchase for it with his daggers..

Rik says "Holy shit."

Dylan crouches, watching, ready, silent.

Traveller heads into the center.

Traveller has left.

Porthos heads into the center.

Porthos has left.

Fire-Drums attempts to interpose herself between Sepdet and the thing, taking its blows with her body. She takes a defensive crouch, her claws out to kill.

FireWyld heads into the center.

FireWyld has left.

Rik contorts and blurs as he is transformed.

At the center, Hazmat gets to her feet, lips frothing and eyes maddened. She claws at the ground and charges the creature, only to be bowled aside again.

At the center, Toxic screams, dragging her left hand with the klaive up its chest, blue lightning flaring around her body and the blade where it touches the leviathan.

Rik shifts into Crinos form.

On the eastern curve, Moon Otter scans the edges of the wheel, looking for other attackers.

Dylan heads into the center.

Dylan has left.

Sepdet D'siaH swears, losing the harrying chant's thread, and flings her moon dagger.

You paged Carlos with 'Just a sting. Knife knocks off 1-2 gnosis from wyrmthings, in add'n to normal damage.'.

At the center, Justice moves up behind the beast, attempting another strike with her Klaive.

Therru leaps again, desperate, trying to find purchase with her jaws.

Jumps drives at the thing, clawing furiously.

At the center, Maury leaps towards the arms around Toxic, howl of glee thrown forth as she attacks.

At the center, Traveller bites into the creature, doing his best to distract and harass it

Cujo tries to find a spot that's not being attacked, and moves in.

Two-Stripe leaps trying to slash at the thing with his klaive.

At the center, Jalal pauses, glaring on all fours, then propels himself upward once again, scratching for purchase high on the thing's back.

At the center, Huntress leaps towards the arms holding Toxic as well, howling in rage.

In the Windy Spot, Earth-Child heads into the center.

Yvette has arrived.

Yvette appears in a glimmer of light.

At the center, FireWyld bolts to the side of the creature, and lunges, claws flexed to dig and rake viciously.

Archer fires steadily, pulling one arrow from his quiver, nocking, drawing back to his ear the full lof a crinos draw, and loosening.

At the center, Dylan gasps, and hurles himself at the thing again, clawing, biting, crying.

Ehni has arrived.

At the center, Brutus growls.

At the center, Hind legs curl up under it and powerful claws rend and tear at Toxic. Scored by the claws and the weapons of Therru, Maury and Jumps, the thing shrieks in pain and shakes like a dog trying to dislodge fleas. Tearing great chunks of grey flesh and smoke from the creature as they go, Toxic and the others are thrown free.

At the center, Brutus heads south, away from the center of the Wheel.

At the center, SteelFur snarls and grabs at the arms holding Toxic.

On the northern curve, Hugin emerges from the thin treeline to the north.

On the northern curve, Hugin heads into the center.

Yvette heads into the center.

Yvette has left.

At the center, Hugin walks in, tapping his staff against the ground, as he proceeds.

On the southern curve, Brutus contorts and blurs as he is transformed.

At the center, SteelFur lands heavily and rolls.

Therru thumps against the ground and lies still.

At the center, Hugin looks up at the crowd, mildly surprised.

On the southern curve, Brutus shifts, his joints popping and his face contorting in pain, bursting into Crinos form.

Ehni lifts up, shining brightly before the thing's eyes.

At the center, Kevin Callahan dives for one of the creature's legs, reaching around it with his claws to slice the muscle.

Fire-Drums grins evilly, and launches herself at the creature, claws out and aimed for its eyes. Her body tenses, and springs.

Near the Fire Pit, Alexis starts to feel the Rage rise within her for the first time, waging war upon the Panic in a quieter battle.

At the center, SteelFur gets to her feet again, lips pulled back and snarling in fury.

At the center, Porthos howls, leaping high with five-foot fetish blade arcing towars the thing. He aims to bury it in the defiler's back.

At the center, Dylan is lifted high through the rain, his body lit intermittently in flight by flashes of lightning. He lands hard on the upraised rock of the Earth Mound with a sickening crunch. Red blood flows freely from 3 deep gashes in Toxic's thigh and part of her Mohawk clings to her scalp by a flap of skin. Thin, red blood washed in streams down her face by the rain contrasts the green ichor that oozes from a dozen new wounds on the body of the beast.

Cujo heads into the center.

Cujo has left.

At the center, Hugin growls, and shifts instinctively.

At the center, Hugin contorts and blurs as he is transformed.

At the center, Hugin shifts into Crinos form.

At the center, Dylan heads northwest to the mound of earth.

Near the Fire Pit, Alexis contorts and blurs as she is transformed.

At the center, Maury sprawls head over heels and comes back to her feet with startling ease; with every bit of the steady defiance that earned her name, she comes racing back in to attack again.

At the center, Toxic hits hard, then rolls to her feet clumsily, swaying and shaking her head dizzily.

Near the Fire Pit, Alexis shifts into Crinos form.

At the center, Yvette roars, leaping after Porthos, intent upon rending it's rear with her claws.

At the center, Traveller leaps in, bites, then leaps out, snapping and harassing the creature to give the garou a chance to hurt it.

At the center, Jalal skids across the ground, tearing up grass and raising a cloud of dust.

At the center, Hugin rips out of his clothes, sending them billowing around him in a pile of tattered shreads.

Fire-Drums heads into the center.

Fire-Drums has left.

At the center, Mouse tries to tear into the thing with his daggers.

On the Earth Mound, Dylan moans, and tries to pull himself back to his feet.

Therru rolls over and gets to her feet, her breath coming in hoarse, ragged gulps.

At the center, SteelFur charges the Wyrm-thing, teeth flashing.

At the center, Huntress lands hard, and shakes her head hard as if to clear it at first, then moves to stand beside and slightly in front of Toxic.

At the center, Justice attempts to lash out with her sword, balancing on the balls of her feet, eyes on those claws...

Sepdet D'siaH hesitates a fraction of a moment, eyes dragging after Toxic, then lunges to take the place of the fallen.

cw

Near the Pool, Therru heads into the center.

Therru has arrived.

Near the Pool, Anpwhotep heads into the center.

Anpwhotep has arrived.

Near the Pool, Two-Stripe heads into the center.

Two-Stripe has arrived.

Jeremy leaps yet again on the beast, slashing relentlessly to weaken the thing.

Hugin stays aside for a moment, trying to get situated, before he leaps blindly into the fray.

On the Earth Mound, Dylan pulls himself up, holding to the stone he fell against.

Arms flail wildly as Porthos' klaive and Yvette's claws tear into it. The thing throws itself back and screams.

Near the Pool, Song Weaver heads into the center.

Song Weaver has arrived.

Anpwhotep watches the creature and analyzes it for weaknesses

Hazmat gets up slowly, groggily, and peers at the thing. Her voice lifts in a loud howl.

Near the Pool, Ehni heads into the center.

Ehni has arrived.

Fire-Drums rips at the creature, reveling in her rage and frenzy. Claws attack in a repeated motion.

Two-Stripe jumps onto the table stone and uses the momentum and height to take a flying leat the thing.

Porthos drives deep with his blade, aiming to bury it in the thing.

Therru launches herself after the /thing/ again, her aim uncertain and her breath still ragged.

Near the Pool, Jumps rolls with the blow, and comes up slightly battered, and even more angry.

Yvette drives her claws into it's back, ripping at it wildly.

SteelFur launches herself at the thing's back, digging for its spine, if it has one.

Near the Pool, Jumps heads into the center.

Jumps has arrived.

Near the Pool, Wepwawet heads into the center.

Wepwawet has arrived.

FireWyld continues digging her claws into the side of the creature, and dragging them downward, rending chunks of flesh from its side.

On the Earth Mound, Dylan wipes his face with the back of a paw, and tries to focus his eyes on the activity at the center.

Traveller rips at the creature's legs and dashes away again

Jalal rises unsteadily to a crouch, pausing a moment, then howls with rage as he runs back toward the creature.

Cujo tears at the thing madly, as if in a Frenzy.

Hugin moves towards Jeremy, wielding his staff.

On the eastern curve, Andrew stares at the ongoings in the center, and backs to the edge of the circle.

Toxic staggers to her feet, still clutching her klaive. ~Legba...What?~ She mumbles, then looks up, wiping a film of blood from her scalp out of her eyes. She tugs a third knife from her coat, throwing it with a snap. She limps over towards the fray again, eyes wild.

Earth-Child howls as he runs toward the thing, mostly without words; occasionally his howl forms a sound like 'Wyrmthing' or 'Death' or 'Gaia.'

Huntress glances slightly at Toxic, then crouches low, and with a how of rage, leaps at the creature, claws swiping and jaws open to clamp down tight on anything of the creature they contact.

ShadowDancer tries for something that resembles a backshot on the thing, driving his blade in with all his weight

Whipping long, clawed arms into the air, the avatar looks more human-like as it hurls sizzling spheres of grey balefire at its opponents. Arcing and bouncing about the caern, several of the spheres smash into the assembled Garou. They quickly and fiercely blaze into flame that burns through flesh like molten metal in spite of the downpour. The blinding rain makes attack difficult and footing treacherous. Others manage to draw more green ichor from the creature though it dodges most of the other attacks. It is drawn to Toxic's klaive with an unnatural intensity.

On the eastern curve, Moon Otter screams out "Electricity will kill it!"

Wepwawet follows in, circling around behind the thing... or as much of a behind as it has. He jumps to avoid the balefire, trying to worry at the thing.

Therru scrabbles for a hold, her claws digging in as much for purchase as to damage it.

Hugin uses the natural reach on his staff to attempt a blow at the creatures body, ~Feel the wrath of Fenris' children!~

Maury circles back to stand between it and Sepdet, poised to leap at it again.

Hazmat staggers forward, but drags one hind leg. She falls, still howling.

Sepdet D'siaH coils for a spring as she runs, then places one clawed hand on Maury and vault-jumps upwards, aiming to slash it in an arcing leap as she changes form.

You paged Carlos with 'Kailindo 101. Change forms, burn some rage, to present a different-sized target.'.

Jumps snarls and yet again launches herself at her enemy, dodging in and out, raking with claws and teeth.

Anpwhotep dives between the creature and Sepdet

Maury nearly buckles under the sudden pressure from behind; the bending of her knees turns into a straightening to give Sepdet more height.

Taking the advantage the bale-fire created, it lunges after Sepdet again and smashes her to the ground.

Yvette yelps loudly, as she falls from the creature, ichor burning one of her legs.

Hugin's staff rattles off of a hide that is mostly smoke and shadow.

Dripping in bale fire, Cujo leaps on the thing and chews at it.

Fire-Drums digs her claws further into the creature, not feeling the singed fur. Her eyes are glazed with the frenzy as she rakes chunks of flesh off of it.

Song Weaver growls, howling her anger, running toward the thing's back she leaps...

Toxic holds her klaive before her, blue lightning crawling through the air around her body, sizzling. She charges towards the creature, screaming as it attacks Sepdet.

Jeremy sees the thing attack Sepdet and howls again, charging at full speed directly for it, claws and fangs bared.

Near the Fire Pit, Alexis pales, and moves towards where Sepdet fell.

Two-Stripe roars wildly and starts to leap and slash wildly at the thing.

Mouse grunts, managing to put himself out, one of his knives dripping with green ichor.

Therru whines around her clenched jaws.

SteelFur howls in Rage as she claws at the -Ikthya.

Near the Fire Pit, Alexis heads into the center.

Alexis has arrived.

Snaking out a long arm, the thing meets Sepdet's charge and throws her itno Cujo.

On the Earth Mound, Dylan lets go the rock to leap after it, and falls, slipping and rolling to the base of the earth mound.

+Shift hispo

Sepdet D'siaH contorts and blurs as she is transformed.

Hugin growls and draws his own staff to his body, he uses his own claws to draw forth his own blood, to bloody his staff, feeding its hunger.

You shift into Hispo form.

Alias removed.

Name set.

Alias set.

Cujo whurfs, and whirls to slash at this new attacker.

Anpwhotep rolls below the creature and rips at it with the full strength of his hind claws, aiming for what his analysis tells him is a weak spot

Justice howl-screeches in agony as the muddy balefire wraps about her chest. She staggers back, then begins lumbering forward again, breath coming in heavy gasps.

Yvette howls loudly, and dives for one of the creatures legs.

Kevin Callahan howls at the pain from the fire, and dives for the leg again, biting at it, trying to tear the tendons.

Wepwawet slashes as well as possible in the melee, then runs towards Sepdet.

Maury contorts and blurs as she is transformed.

Porthos howls, wrenching hard with Wyrmsmyter. He hangs on by the grip of his weapon, hanging off the back of the avatar and howling in Rage.

Maury shifts into Lupus form.

The creature rears back, Fire-Drums taking pieces out of its side, black mouth open, fangs like glittering rows of daggers. It lunges towards the lightning Toxic wields, as if to swallow her whole in its gaping maw.

Jalal throws himself again toward the avatar, this time moving more carefully, dodging bale-fire as slashes at it as precisely as he is able, the fur on his right arm smouldering.

Traveller dashes in and snaps at it again, then dashes out

Therru falls off and hits the ground again.

Ehni stays before its face, shifting colors quickly brightening as it can.

SteelFur is thrown clear from the creature. She rolls as she hits the ground and scrambles to her feet to attack again. ~Die, bastard!~

Huntress screams when she sees it attack Sepdet, and violently spits ichor on the ground from her bite. She runs to try to get as close to inbetween Sepdet and the creature as she can, raking her claws as deeply as she can in the process.

Hugin growls with the pain of his own inflicted blow. He swings his staff forward now, it crackles along its length with power.

Fire-Drums shoves her claws down the creature's throat, ripping the back of its throat ouut of the front of its mouth.

Mouse gets up again, after catching his breth, and leaps at the thing again.

Two-Stripe runs and leaps from the ground to the table stone and then from that to the thing, klaive leading in front of him.

Wepwawet drops into a protective stance...

Maury shifts again, then weaves her way in between crinos legs to rake with her claws, quick strikes followed by the bite of teeth.

Hazmat lies on the ground and wails a howl.

On the Earth Mound, Dylan begins to crawl skirting the brawl as much as possible, to where Sepdet is lying.

Archer's arrows peirce smokey hide with a reasurring 'thock' and the thing flinches.

Toxic screams in fury and leaps upward, bounding over Steelfur and wrenching Fire-Drums out of her way as she leaps to meet it, thorns of blue lightning growing out around her body.

Therru struggles to four feet, gashing the ground with her claws.

Anpwhotep rolls up and rakes with his foreclaws as he rises, using his strength in conjunction with the force of standing to add to his attack

FireWyld thrusts her claws in deep into the side of the creature, and frees her wavy-bladed dagger from its sheathe, and begins stabbing at the creature's side wildly, howling her rage.

Huntress drops to a crouch again, and leaps again, this time ramming her shoulder into what should be the mid-section of the creature, like a football blocker, trying to push it backwards.

On the Earth Mound, Dylan heads into the center.

Dylan has arrived.

FireWyld slips her wavy-bladed dagger from its protective sheath at her left hip.

Hugin snarls in rage and anger, the first fray since he's arrived at the caern. He swings his staff with all his strength, at a leg of the beast. His muscles rippling with the force of the swing.

Yvette bites at it's leg, attempting to tear away some of it's vile flesh.

Cujo falls, stunned, under Sepdet.

ShadowDancer draws both his stilettos and sinks them into the nearest part of the creature, then rips outward with all the strength of his arms

Justice attempts to speed forward, Rage thrumming hot in her eyes, silver fur around her chest still grayly crackling. Her Klaive forms a webwork of steel light.

SteelFur spares a grinning glance at Toxic and then turns her attention back to killing the damned Invader.

Fire-Drums brings pieces of the creature away with her as she attempts to hold onto it. Her razor sharp claws dig deep, the frenzy overwhelming any sense of survival.

The avatar screams again as Hugin's staff smashes into it. It scoops Toxic up in its gaping mouth and leaps high into the air, Garou falling from it like maggots.

Jeremy charges the thing again and slashes blindly at it, eyes burning with fury.

Sepdet shakes her head wildly, fur matted with blood as she struggles to stand.

FireWyld stabs at the creature, twisting the blade, rending through flesh.

Jalal rends at the the thing, concentrating on the arm that reaches toward Sepdet.

Wepwawet tries a last jump to catch at the thing...

Near the Fire Pit, Lightfeather eeps, and darts after Toxic's body, following the thing.

SteelFur howls in Rage as the thing grabs Toxic and redoubles her efforts.

Jumps falls heavily.

On the eastern curve, Moon Otter heads into the center.

Moon Otter has arrived.

Fire-Drums shoves her arm into the thing's mouth, attempting to block it from chomping on Toxic.

Hugin howls with fury again, he seems to grow larger before you, more of a legend from the past. His staff blurring in motion with each attempted blow.

Justice howls in frustration as the creature leaps.

Lightning coruscates around its massive head in repetitive chains of blue as it hangs, suspended in mid-air 40 feet above the caern.

Therru leaps at the departing invader, missing again.

Alexis moves over to Hazmat, and tries to drag her out of danger.

Jalal throws himself upwards, after it.

Two-Stripe roars, ~NNNOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!~ and leaps at it again.

Yvette falls to the ground, landing with a sickening thud.

Song Weaver falls with a resounding thud. She rolls away from it.

On the southern curve, Su comes in from the woodland to the south.

Toxic can last be seen by the garou bracing herself against its lower jaw and plunging her klaive upward with both hands into the roof of the things mouth, back towards its brain, blue lightning coruscating within that gaping maw.

Huntress howls "NO!" and tries to leap/climb up teh creature to try to get to Toxic.

Dylan watches with tears streaming down his face.

Kevin Callahan falls with a dull thump, and scrambles to his feet, snarling.

On the northern curve, Oaken emerges from the thin treeline to the north.

Fire-Drums is tossed from it, landing with a loud THUMP. She springs to the table stone, and tries to vault up to catch it.

Ehni floats up with the thing, staying before it's face, bright red in color now.

Anpwhotep contorts and blurs as he is transformed.

Sepdet looks up and lets out a long low howl.

SteelFur howls a scream. ~No! Dammit, you bastard!~ And launches herself in the air again in a vain attempt to reach the creature.

Wepwawet watches upward... ~Electricity kills it, did someone say?~

Anpwhotep shifts into Glabro form.

Near the Fire Pit, Lightfeather circles the thing, not wanting to get elecricuted, she watches for an opening to get toxic out of there.

On the southern curve, Su comes into the clearing and stops dead, trying to take it all in.

On the northern curve, Oaken, drawn by the noise, stares at the creature.

+shift crinos

Therru lies still, on her side.

Sepdet contorts and blurs as she is transformed.

Jumps shakes herself roughly, gaging from the ichor, and spitting.

You shift into Crinos form.

It is like time itself has slowed. Then, with a drenching roar, and a shock wave that knocks every Garou still standing to her feet, it disintegrates. Destroyed by the wild energy echoing around it. Toxic's body hangs in mid-air itself for a second before falling to the ground, charred and blackened.

n the northern curve, Oaken contorts and blurs as he is transformed.

Hazmat lies sprawled on the ground, still in Crinos, her leg twisted oddly.

On the northern curve, Oaken contorts and blurs as he slips into Crinos form.

Michael Powers drops his backpack and digs through it, assembling pieces to form a rifle.

Yvette whimers, and pulls herself to her feet.

On the southern curve, Su heads into the center.

Su has arrived.

FireWyld tumbles to the ground, landing hard in a heap.

Michael Powers sees the falling body and freezes.....

Song Weaver begins to stand, howling.

Dylan begins to stand, then stills, half-way.

SteelFur howls again, loudly.

Maury springs towards Toxic's body, with a sharp bark. Sepdet, attend.

Near the Fire Pit, Lightfeather runs into Toxic's body in mid-air, as she shifts.

Hugin tilts his head back and howls in near-frenzy fury and victory, its a blood-curdling noise driven forth from his very soul, and that of his ancestors.

Near the Fire Pit, Lightfeather contorts and blurs as she is transformed.

Toxic lands heavily, motionless, her klaive falling a few feet from her. A thin trickle of blue lightning creeps across the wet ground towards her body.

Moon Otter screams again, "Electricity is it's weakness!"

Yvette howls as well in anger.

Near the Fire Pit, Lightfeather shifts into Homid form.

Porthos spins back from the Avatar, his blade ripped free. His spinning path through the sky is marked with a tracer of smoke, and he hurtles into the forest nearby with a muffled crunching.

An eerie silence descends over the caern after the chaos of moments before. Driving rain gives way to a light drizzle on your face. Howling wind is reduced to a gentle breeze.

Fire-Drums watches her friend and alpha plunge to the ground, the frnezy dropping away like a water over a fall. She jumps down to the charred body, howling in rage and anger. She grabs her, gently for the crinos, and looks up at Sepdet, desperately herself trying to hela it.

Porthos heads east, away from the center of the Wheel.

Porthos has left.

Near the Fire Pit, Celene heads into the center.

Celene has arrived.

Jalal looks upward, blood and ochre streaming into his eyes.

On the eastern curve, Porthos heads east, back into the forest and away from the Wheel.

Wepwawet offers Sepdet help over to the body...

Sepdet D'siaH shuts her eyes for a brief moment, then whispers someting in Khemite very softly, and walks shakily towards the dead?

Michael Powers drops his rifle and approaches Toxic's body.

Earth-Child just lies on the ground and whimpers.

Fire-Drums pages to D'siaH, Michael, Powers, and Sepdet: someone grab that klaive...

Two-Stripe still moving through the air with is momentum, lands hard, a sharp crack resounding.

Justice howls furiously as she watches Porthos' path through the sky. She blurs as she speeds towards his position.

Hugin gets a sense about him, ~The wards are sundered...patrols need to be doubled. Now. Those not wounded or attending to the wounded...~

Dylan looks away.

SteelFur lumbers over to Toxic, growlmuttering almost-forgotten prayers to herself.

Therru lies still.

A voice fills your mind. Fire-Drums remarks "STAR,,,,Tox,,,"

Su, arriving amid the confusion, tries to find someone she can help amid the carnage.

Near the Pool, Archer bounces and rolls.

Alexis contorts and blurs as she is transformed.

Yvette hobbles to her feet, and charges after Porthos.

Alexis shifts into Homid form.

Justice heads east, away from the center of the Wheel.

Justice has left.

From afar, Toxic isn't QUITE dead. She's ALMOST dead. And no, you can't save her, obviously.

Michael Powers scoops up Toxic's blade as he passes it.

Moon Otter heads southeast to the pool.

Moon Otter has left.

Hazmat howls wailingly.

Yvette heads east, away from the center of the Wheel.

Yvette has left.

Hugin moves about, searching for more threats.

Near the Pool, Archer shakes his head, and creakily gets to his feet.

Alexis attends to Hazmat, placing her hands softly upon the wounded leg.

On the eastern curve, Yvette heads east, back into the forest and away from the Wheel.

Dylan stands with an effort, but does not follow Sepdet.

Song Weaver tilts her muzzle upward, ichor covering her fur, she holds her right arm tightly to her, and howls.

Celene holds a hand over her eyes, crying silently.

FireWyld drags herself to her feet.

Toxic pages: She's hanging on by sheer willpower.

The silence is broken only by the moans of the injured, disturbed only by the pitter-patter of rain. A small flame flickers unsteadily in the Fire pit, evidence that it has not gone entirely out.

Sepdet D'siaH holds out her claws quietly to touch Toxic's forehead, the silent gesture of hope, and reaches down for any spark of life left.

SteelFur crouches near Toxic, examining the Walker and murmuring ~No, please,~ softly to herself.

Two-Stripe lies on his side, holding his left elbow, no going to wrong way close.

Rain Walker drags himself to where Sepdet's body lies.

Fire-Drums holds the charred body gingerly, shouting~HEALERS. NOW.~

Hazmat whimpers softly.

Kevin Callahan contorts and blurs as he is transformed.

Michael Powers says, ~Who needs healing?~

Kevin Callahan shifts into Hispo form.

Dylan scans the caern for Therru, and finding her, limps over to where she lies.

Maury watches Sepdet, ignoring the others, ears pointed at her; she whimpers faintly.

Celene shakes her head and says softly. "Let her die in peace."

FireWyld shakes her head, trying to clear it. ~Vengeance?~ She looks around, oblivious to her own blade piercing her leg.

Su pages: What's your condition?

You paged Su with 'I haven't a bloody clue.'

You paged Su with 'walking by willpower. She took oh, 3 levels or so.'.

Fire-Drums pages to D'siaH, Michael, Powers, and Sepdet: Dia's trying to heal her, but with gnosis two, its not gonna do THAT much=)

Dylan kneels beside Therru.

Alexis prays softly to Gaia for healing, slowly mending the torn flesh and bone of Hazmat's leg.

Mouse is stunned. To stunned to move.

Michael Powers kneels beside Toxic and looks her over closely

On the eastern curve, Justice heads east, back into the forest and away from the Wheel.

Hugin moves to Jeremy, to make sure the cub is alright.

Toxic twitches slightly, a weak spasm and a muffled sound of pain as Sepdet touches her. Her back is broken, her limbs lie at odd angles.

Earth-Child looks up at Su, eyes focusing. He rises, unsteadily, to his feet; he looks a little burnt, and rather shaken, but not yet dead.

Song Weaver walks toward where Toxic lies.

Wepwawet crouches down, watching...

Huntress freezes, and bows her head silently for a moment, then stares upwards to the stars, as if questioning them.

On the eastern curve, Justice makes her way out of the woods to the east.

Two-Stripe pulls himself up and limps over to where Toxic lies..."Tox..."

Kevin Callahan shakes his head. Just burned.

Near the Pool, Archer heads into the center.

Archer has arrived.

SteelFur claws the ground in fury and soul-pain.

Su moves closer to Earth-Child, comforting with her body since she can't heal with a gift.

Michael Powers pages to D'siaH, Fire-Drums, Sepdet, and Toxic: I'll bet a mere 3 gnosis ain't gonna help, either, eh?

FireWyld says, ~Porthos...?~

Hazmat blinks at Alexis, her expression confused.

Maury growls a little, still hovering nearish Toxic. ~Back, non-healers. Let Sepdet work.~

On the eastern curve, Justice snarls, raging. ~Porthos needs a Healer.~

Huntress half-limps a bit over towards Toxic, careful to still allow her air.

Near the Pool, Grips-Tightly blinks

Mouse moves over to Toxic, and pushes her way through the crowd. She kneels beside her making soothing sounds at her.

Near the Pool, Grips-Tightly contorts and blurs as he is transformed.

Therru curls up into a fetal position.

Near the Pool, Grips-Tightly shifts into Homid form.

Near the Pool, Adam heads into the center.

Adam has arrived.

On the northern curve, Oaken swallows. ~With the wards down, the Heart must be protected. Please, those of you not healing?~

Jalal rises, wobbling slightly. He shouts through shattered lips: ~Garou! To the borders, there may be others coming!~

Mouse grks.

On the northern curve, Oaken heads into the center.

Oaken has arrived.

Adam heads east, away from the center of the Wheel.

Adam has left.

Oaken heads southeast to the pool.

Oaken has left.

Celene moves over to Toxic, and pushes her way through the crowd. She kneels beside her making soothing sounds at her.

On the eastern curve, Adam says "Let's go."

Archer cleans the table.

Near the Pool, Oaken's eyes stop on his reflection in the pool.

Hugin nods to Oaken.

Fire-Drums cradles Toxic's body gingerly, trying to Help Sepdet, but looking strangely helpless.

Archer heads southeast to the pool.

Archer has left.

Su looks up at Oaken. Tell me where to go.

FireWyld stumbles toward Justice. ~Where isss he?~

FireWyld heads east, away from the center of the Wheel.

FireWyld has left.

On the eastern curve, Adam heads east, back into the forest and away from the Wheel.

Hugin says, ~Those able to Patrol...patrol with me.~

Kevin Callahan nods to Oaken.

Kevin Callahan heads southeast to the pool.

Kevin Callahan has left.

Toxic's eyes focus on Sepdet's. She whimpers faintly as she shifts, her body contorting.

SteelFur howls low, throatily, shuddering.

Hugin says, ~Come...~

Hugin heads west, away from the center of the Wheel.

Hugin has left.

Two-Stripe kneels next to Tox.

Dylan can't stop crying.

Near the Pool, Oaken gazes into the pool, and suddenly he vanishes.

On the eastern curve, Justice flicks her muzzle eastward at FireWyld.

Wepwawet stands up, nodding... and moves to the edge of the caern.

Toxic contorts and blurs as she is transformed.

Song Weaver walks to TWo Stripe.

Jeremy heads west, away from the center of the Wheel.

Jeremy has left.

Toxic shifts into Homid form.

Jumps watches the scene around Toxic, oblivious to her injuries.

Jalal moves toward the north, a trail of smoke following him.

Near the Pool, Archer says, ~you gone through into the Umbra yet, Moon Otter?~

Wepwawet heads west, away from the center of the Wheel.

Wepwawet has left.

Maury flicks an ear at Hugin. All directions, not just one.

Near the Pool, Moon Otter heads into the center.

Moon Otter has arrived.

Near the Pool, Kevin Callahan's eyes stop on his reflection in the pool.

Moon Otter heads southeast to the pool.

Moon Otter has left.

On the eastern curve, FireWyld stumbles eastward, dazed.

On the eastern curve, FireWyld heads east, back into the forest and away from the Wheel.

Earth-Child looks at Toxic. He growls something about the Litany and then looks at Su, uncertainly. Cleo? Come with me, to the south, to guard.

On the eastern curve, Andrew heads east, back into the forest and away from the Wheel.

Michael Powers says, ~Don't, Tox....you can't heal like that....~

On the western curve, Hugin says, ~One group to the umbra, another to the land.~

Therru shudders, and rolls to her hands and knees.

Near the Pool, Kevin Callahan gazes into the pool, and suddenly he vanishes.

Sepdet D'siaH blocks out everything she can, including those around her and the crunch of bone and blood around her ribs.

On the western curve, Wepwawet follows the Wheel to the Windy Spot.

Su heads southeast to the pool.

Su has left.

In the Windy Spot, Wepwawet follows the Wheel past the Windy Spot.

Jalal heads north, away from the center of the Wheel.

Jalal has left.

Near the Pool, Archer's eyes stop on his reflection in the pool.

On the southern curve, Wepwawet follows the Wheel to the Pool.

SteelFur murmurs, ~Bluefur...~

Near the Pool, Su's eyes stop on her reflection in the pool.

Near the Pool, Su gazes into the pool, and suddenly she vanishes.

Near the Pool, Moon Otter's eyes stop on his reflection in the pool.

Michael Powers pages: How do YOU look?

Near the Pool, Wepwawet's eyes stop on his reflection in the pool.

Toxic whispers faintly to Sepdet.

Celene shakes her head at Toxic, tears dripping on burnt skin and hair.

Fire-Drums lends whatever she can to Sepdet, holding her Alpha perfectly still.

Maury watches people scatter, Umbra-west-south.`

Near the Pool, Archer gazes into the pool, and suddenly he vanishes.

Near the Pool, Wepwawet gazes into the pool, and suddenly he vanishes.

Near the Pool, Moon Otter gazes into the pool, and suddenly he vanishes.

Alexis snaps out of her trance, leaving Hazmat more or less alright.

Song Weaver takes Two-Stripe's arm, and before he can move, rights it.

Therru slowly raises her head and looks about the caern.

Hazmat curls into a tiny Crinos-ball.

Toxic whispers "Goodbye, love."

Earth-Child heads south, away from the center of the Wheel.

Earth-Child has left.

On the southern curve, Earth-Child heads south, out of the Wheel and into the forest.

Traveller hops onto the table stone and perks his ears to listen for all intruders

There is a gentle flapping sound, the remnants of the Wards made physical, blowing in the gentle breeze.

Sepdet D'siaH sings softly, her old lullabye and healer's chant, the whisper fading to silence.

Alexis looks around. "Are there more wounded... oh, my."

Two-Stripe grimaces in pain, looks at Song Weaver, then back at Toxic. His tears roll freely.

On the northern curve, Jalal looks back at Hugin, wiping gore from his face. ~I will move this way.~

On the northern curve, Jalal turns to the north, and leaves past the rim of the Wheel.

Mouse blinks. Once.

A voice fills your mind. Fire-Drums remarks "HELP HER."

Michael Powers lays a hand on Toxic and whispers to her.

On the eastern curve, Justice looks back to the east, growls again, heading out.

On the eastern curve, Justice heads east, back into the forest and away from the Wheel.

Maury flicks her ears. Can another go east?

Toxic senses "Sepdet D'siaH's voice is bleak. ~Ankh 'm ma'at, Tox. See you on th'other side, someday.~"

On the western curve, Hugin stands to the west, guarding its location with his packmate.

Huntress grinds her teeth together, arms folding across her chest in frustration at not being able to do anything.

Maury peers. Oh, Justice went.

Rain Walker gently places his jacket under Toxic's head, to pillow it from the hard ground. His voice is choked as he says ~'m sorry I ever doubted you Toxic-rhya. Run with Gaia.~

Toxic coughs, racking a faint spittle of blood on her lips. She looks at her pack, whispers raggedly, "Live." She looks up at Sepdet, her voice a little stronger. "Heal others, Little Star. I'll wait."

Therru staggers up and moves on four feet to the north

Song Weaver nods, ~You will heal now.~ She looks down at Toxic. ~Bluefur-rhya.~ Then heads Northward.

Therru heads north, away from the center of the Wheel.

Therru has left.

ShadowDancer looks around to see where the greatest need for claws is

Toxic looks up at Rain Walker a moment, confused. She nods weakly, then closes her eyes.

Two-Stripe says, ~Toxic....~

Song Weaver heads north, away from the center of the Wheel.

Song Weaver has left.

Fire-Drums cradles her alpha's body close to her, tears streaming down her face.

Celene sits down from where she's kneeling. She draws her knees up to her chest and rocks silently.

Maury pads closer to Toxic, silent. Then, she looks around.

Ehni heads north, away from the center of the Wheel.

Ehni has left.

Maury contorts and blurs as she is transformed.

SteelFur howls low.

Maury shifts into Homid form.

Toxic pages to D'siaH, Fire-Drums, and Sepdet: And that's it. Tox is dead.

Fire-Drums starts to rock the body slowly, her own body rocking with tears.

On the northern curve, Song Weaver turns to the north, and leaves past the rim of the Wheel.

Sepdet D'siaH gives Toxic a pained, understanding nod. ~Wait for me there.~

Maury says, voice shaky but clear, "Theurges. The wards are broken; who can restore them?"

Michael Powers cups Toxic's cheek gently, looks over at Celene, and holds out a hand. ~You loved her, too. Don't sit alone.~

Rain Walker howls long and loud.

In the distance, Rain Walker can be heard to howl, ~~RiteMaster! Warder! To the caern!~~

On the western curve, Hugin moves more to the west.

On the western curve, Hugin heads west, out past the rim of the Wheel.

Sepdet D'siaH turns away, eyes tired, scanning the broken caern and others that need tending.

Two-Stripe puts a clawed hand gently on Toxic's arm.

On the northern curve, Therru looks back, then limps after Song Weaver

On the northern curve, Therru turns to the north, and leaves past the rim of the Wheel.

Mouse just cries on Toxic.

Alexis moves next to Sepdet, silently.

Celene just cries on Toxic.

Fire-Drums continues to rock the body, her own self oblivious to everyone else. She snarls as others come close to her.

ShadowDancer heads west, away from the center of the Wheel.

ShadowDancer has left.

Mouse is still way too stunned to do anything.

Maury says "Eligio, call Stormcrow-rhya?"

On the western curve, ShadowDancer slips his stilettos backinto their sheaths

Maury crouches down beside Toxic.

Rain Walker backs away from Toxic-rhya. ~No. Stormcrow-rhya isn't here. He's gone north.~

SteelFur throws back her head and howls. The sound is loud, long, and painful to hear. Her claws dig into the earth as if to rend it.

Michael Powers says, ~Star. How hurt are you?~

Celene takes one of Toxic's hands and says something in a dark, harsh language.

Dylan picks himself up again, and looks around to see how he can be of use.

Jumps shakes her head, trying to clear a space for thought, and notices dimly that her arm is twisted kinda funny.

Huntress's eyes, clouded with tears, manage to focus slightly on SteelFur, and her own soul demands that her voice add to that painful howl.

Rain Walker curses a howl in Yaqui. ~The wards. Alexis! Help me with this.~ His tone is insistent, demanding.

Maury says, down at Toxic but obviously to Rain Walker, "North?"

On the eastern curve, Adam makes his way out of the woods to the east.

SteelFur continues to howl her rage and pain, oblivious to everything else.

Two-Stripe sniffs. ~Toxic...city sister.....~

On the eastern curve, Adam says "Healer here."

Alexis looks up. "Right away, Rain-Walker-rhya."

On the eastern curve, Andrew makes his way out of the woods to the east.

Michael Powers lays his hands on Sepdet and chants, calling on the name of Aset.

Fire-Drums continues to rock the charred body, her own massive form over powering the small homid form. She doesn't seem to feel her own charred fur as her howl joins Steelfur's howl of rage and pain.

Michael Powers pages: If you hadn't had Mother's Touch before, you do now.

On the western curve, Jeremy heads into the center.

Jeremy has arrived.

Jeremy heads southeast to the pool.

Jeremy has left.

Mouse blinks again, and looks down at his ichor covered daggers. He wipes them off on the grass and sheathes them as if his arms and hands had a life of thier own.

Near the Pool, Jeremy's eyes stop on his reflection in the pool.

On the eastern curve, Adam says "Anybody here need a healer?"

Two-Stripe adds hisstrong voice to the howl.

Sepdet D'siaH's ribs look slightly crunched, and she's cut up with filth from the foe mingling with her own blood. She shakes her head and brushes Michael off. ~Not yet...Time for later.~

Near the Pool, Jeremy gazes into the pool, and suddenly he vanishes.

Michael Powers says, ~We need you healed to help with the wards.~

SteelFur's how is wordless, screaming, interspersed with the occasional ~Dammitdammitdammit~

On the eastern curve, Adam looks around the caern.

Rain Walker calls ~We've got to restore the wards! Lend me your strength! All of you! Adia, Mouse!~

Maury whispers, low, "Toxic." An invocation, a distress, a grieving.

On the eastern curve, Adam does not translate this.

Mouse shakes his head, as if to clear it, and stands. He looks very, very frightened.

SteelFur looks oblivious to Rain Walker.

Sepdet D'siaH doesn't seem to be capable of understanding much. She walks doggedly towards Rain Walker, nodding.

Two-Stripe's howl is in sorrow for the fallen friend.

On the eastern curve, Adam heads into the center.

Adam has arrived.

Michael Powers pages: Whatever healing 3 gnosis can give you is what you got from me.

Dylan walks over to Rain-walker, stands a short distance away.

Toxic's Body has arrived.

Dead Toxic dropped Toxic's Body.

Adam says "Dammit, Jim, I'm a healer, not a doctor."

Dead Toxic has left.

Mouse stumbles over to where Rain Walker is, and looks at her.

SteelFur collapses on the ground, her howl fading as she shifts back into homid. Tears streak her now-furless face.

Maury buries her face in her hands, kneeling still.

Rain Walker sets up a low and long howl, like Thorn's when he opens the Caern during Moot. He calls upon the Triat, to lend their power to this place. His howl is encouraging, powerful in spite of everything.

Two-Stripe lowers his head and lets the tears roll.

Sepdet D'siaH tilts back her muzzle but finds herself utterly silent.

+weather

Currently on this gusty and crisp summer twilight in the general St. Claire area, it is 61 degrees Fahrenheit (16.1 degrees Celsius). The wind is coming from the northeast at 14.8 mph. The ground is dry. Skies are clear with a probable chance of precipitation.

Michael Powers stands and watches, guarding those who repair the wards, using Toxic's blade as the weapon of choice

Alexis joins in Rain Walker's howl, having difficulty finding her voice, but trying nonetheless.

Huntress looks as tho things are slowly registering on her. She looks at Rain Walker with far away eyes. "If you can draw strenght from love... then add all of mine to yours... ~ she says quietly.

From afar, Dead Toxic blows you a kiss. You were wonderful, darling. *SNUG*

Mouse lifts up his muzzle and uncertainly raises a high pitched, almost keening howl.

Adam blinks and looks around at the noise.

Rain Walker heads northeast to the fire pit.

Rain Walker has left.

Sepdet D'siaH whispers ~My knife...someone bring it, if it lives.~

On the western curve, Ali works her way free of the dense treeline to the west.

Huntress swallows hard, and takes a deep breath, throwing her head back almost defiantly, a low pitched howl of questioning anger voiced.

Near the Fire Pit, Rain Walker proceeds to the fire pit, maintaining the howl in its low tone. Keening for the lost.

Adia lies on the ground near Toxic's body, weeping and occasionally cursing the universe in general and the Wyrm in particular.

Alexis heads northeast to the fire pit.

Alexis has left.

Long distance to Dead Toxic: Sepdet D'siaH grins. Masterfully done. No one will forget you, ever. :)

Maury doesn't stir; her only motion is the shaking of her shoulders.

Dylan heads northeast to the fire pit.

Dylan has left.

Fire-Drums doesn't register her sister's request as she murmurs low to the body, as if a life was still within it. Ichor drips into her burns as she rocks it slowly.

On the western curve, Ali pads hastily in.

Michael Powers closes his eyes and focusses, then opens and points. ~Fire-Drums. Star needs her knife..and it should be there.~

On the eastern curve, Porthos makes his way out of the woods to the east.

Near the Fire Pit, Alexis follows Eligio, using the Howl to remove her mind from the present.

Two-Stripe pounds the ground with a furry fist.

Near the Fire Pit, Dylan heads into the center.

Dylan has arrived.

On the eastern curve, Yvette makes her way out of the woods to the east.

On the northern curve, Therru emerges from the thin treeline to the north.

On the eastern curve, FireWyld makes her way out of the woods to the east.

On the eastern curve, Porthos heads into the center.

Porthos has arrived.

Celene stands sighing. She heaves a few breaths, getting her emotions under control again.

On the eastern curve, Yvette heads into the center.

Yvette has arrived.

Fire-Drums pages to D'siaH, Michael, Powers, and Sepdet: Dia doesn't seem to hear you.

Michael Powers walks over to where he pointed and searches for a moment, then carries Sepdet's knife to her and gently places it in her hand, helping her to take hold of it

On the eastern curve, FireWyld heads back to the south and the pool.

Dylan returns to the center, and stoops, finding Sepdet's knife.

Jumps is staring off into the middle distance.

Near the Fire Pit, Rain Walker follows the Wheel west, away from the fire pit.

On the northern curve, Rain Walker circles the Wheel, coming from the Fire Pit in the south.

Porthos takes stock of the situation and returns to his post.

Porthos heads southeast to the pool.

Porthos has left.

Adia's shoulders shake and she pounds the ground along with 2-stripe, weakly.

Adam says "Report, captain?"

Near the Fire Pit, Alexis follows the Wheel west, away from the fire pit.

On the northern curve, Alexis circles the Wheel, coming from the Fire Pit in the south.

Yvette heads southeast to the pool.

Yvette has left.

Dylan realizes wearily that he is again too late, and stumbles back to the fire pit.

Dylan heads northeast to the fire pit.

Dylan has left.

On the northern curve, Therru looks sideways at the shimmer of light.

Near the Pool, Porthos's eyes stop on his reflection in the pool.

Near the Pool, Yvette's eyes stop on her reflection in the pool.

Near the Pool, FireWyld's eyes stop on her reflection in the pool.

On the western curve, Ali listens, ears back.

On the northern curve, Rain Walker begins to work his way forward around the wheel, invoking each in turn with the howl. The fire begins to blaze more strongly in the Fire Pit.

On the western curve, ShadowDancer stands guarding the West

Near the Fire Pit, Dylan heads into the center.

Dylan has arrived.

Fire-Drums looks up, eyes glazed. Her face is streaked with a miz of the ichor and burn marks. She looks confused, and disoriented

On the western curve, Ali heads into the center.

Ali has arrived.

On the northern curve, Rain Walker makes his way forward along the Wheel, toward the earth mound.

Dylan heads north, away from the center of the Wheel.

Dylan has left.

Near the Pool, Porthos gazes into the pool, and suddenly he vanishes.

Near the Pool, FireWyld gazes into the pool, and suddenly she vanishes.

On the northern curve, Dylan makes his way forward along the Wheel, toward the earth mound.

Near the Pool, Yvette gazes into the pool, and suddenly she vanishes.

Michael Powers says, ~All those who are unable to join the theurges, Guard and lend your strength.~

On the northern curve, Alexis makes her way forward along the Wheel, toward the earth mound.

On the Earth Mound, Dylan heads into the center.

Dylan has arrived.

Sepdet D'siaH reaches out her hand mutely, cradling the dull gray blade in her hands. She focusses on the eastern horizon below the black sky and darker trees, as the little fetish knife sparks to life. Her voice starts, catches and carries, as she joins Eligio's howl.

Adia doesn't appear to hear anything.

Adam says "Thank you. Tell the men to stay alert."

Michael Powers says, ~Adam. Do you know who guards the Umbra?~

On the Earth Mound, On the Earth Mound, the howl becomes deep and low, still calling on the strength of the Triat. Still building in strength.

Two-Stripe gently puts a clawed hand on Adia's shoulder.

On the Earth Mound, Rain Walker follows the Wheel past the Earth Mound.

Dylan stumbles over to Michael Powers.

Jumps nods dimly.

Michael Powers turns and scans the circle appraisingly.

Adam salutes Powers. "Sir. Company Six is on guard."

Mouse shakes her head at Mike. "They're gone. It's gone. I'll know it if it comes back."

Maury lifts her head, tear-streaked face smudged with dirt, to look up at Adam.

Mouse grks again.

On the Earth Mound, Alexis follows the Wheel past the Earth Mound.

Celene shakes her head at Mike. "They're gone. It's gone. I'll know it if it comes back."

Adia glances up at Two-Stripe, her face wet and her eyes blank.

Jumps walks over to Michael Powers.

Michael Powers nods to Adam.

On the western curve, Rain Walker follows the Wheel to the Windy Spot.

Michael Powers looks over Dylan.

Michael Powers says, ~Good. I'm counting on your eyes.~

Two-Stripe's face is wet on the one side, the other not able to weep.

Dylan is still crying.

Adam nods. "Yes sir." He drops his hand to his side.

On the northern curve, Therru contorts and blurs as she is transformed.

On the western curve, Alexis follows the Wheel to the Windy Spot.

On the northern curve, Therru shifts into Homid form.

Huntress shakes faintly, standing alone, silent, eyes fixed on the heavens.

From afar, Dead Toxic hugs you softly. "Thanks. I'm sorry it had to happen."

At the center, Adia lifts her face to the sky and screams, "FFFUUUCK!!"

On the northern curve, Therru contorts and blurs as she is transformed.

On the northern curve, Therru shifts into Lupus form.

On the eastern curve, Andrew heads east, back into the forest and away from the Wheel.

At the center, Michael Powers points to the table stone and speaks to Dylan. ~You. Sit. If you're needed before you're done healing, you'll be called.

At the center, Ali growls ever-so-softly, seeing the corpse; she averts her gaze and pads closer to Michael Powers, searching for /something/ to assist with.

On the northern curve, Ehni heads into the center.

From afar, to D'siaH, Michael, Powers, and Sepdet, Fire-Drums has got severe burns all over her body, BTW. She just doesn't seem to notice them.

On the northern curve, Therru limps into the center.

On the northern curve, Therru heads into the center.

At the center, Adam hops up on the table and searches his pockets.

At the center, Dylan shakes his head absently. ~Where's...I should--~

In the Windy Spot, Rain Walker follows the Wheel past the Windy Spot.

On the southern curve, Rain Walker follows the Wheel to the Pool.

Rain Walker has arrived.

In the Windy Spot, Alexis follows the Wheel past the Windy Spot.

On the southern curve, Alexis follows the Wheel to the Pool.

Alexis has arrived.

At the center, Michael Powers says, ~Ali. Good. If you see an empty spot, watch it. Be ready to move to cover anyone who's hurt.~

At the center, Jumps says, ~I can help, I'm not much good for anything else right now.~

From afar, Fire-Drums is reasoning that there is only so much a person can take, right?

At the center, Ali chuffs tersely: ~Cover against--what?~ even as her eyes scan for an empty spot as directed.

Rain Walker faulters then, trying to close the circle. His voice breaks and he struggles to maintain control, to pull his strength together in spite of the grievous claw marks on his thigh.

At the center, Dylan catches sight of Therru, and turns toward her.

the center, Adia eventually gets up to help with the guarding and stuff, but her face shows that there's a wound deep on her spirit. (OOC, gotta go)

You paged Dead Toxic with 'Me too, of course. But Tox would've gone out sooner or later, and went out with the fireworks she deserves..I heard a song playing tonight. WOman's ragged voice "I've been dying for a long time. The shards are breaking now..." And a male authoritative voice in the background "You did this to yourself". But the woman's voice carrying over, defiant. It was painfully right.'.

At the center, Celene shakes her head and sighs.

At the center, Therru limps silently over to stand next to Dylan.

At the center, Two-Stripe stands up, determined look on his face. He heads north, giving Dia a touch on the shoulder before he goes.

At the center, Adam says "Anybody got a fag?"

:sets her right hand on Rain Walker's shoulder, as her spirit knife flashes blinding white one last time and goes cold and dark.

At the center, Dylan says, ~Are you--~

Sepdet D'siaH sets her right hand on Rain Walker's shoulder, as her spirit knife flashes blinding white one last time and goes cold and dark.

At the center, Two-Stripe heads north, away from the center of the Wheel.

At the center, Michael Powers says, ~Banes and Dancers. The wards were torn. Guard against *anything* that's not of this Sept, until the Theurges get the wards restored.~

On the northern curve, Two-Stripe turns to the north, and leaves past the rim of the Wheel.

At the center, Huntress growls faintly, pain evident in her voice. ~If anything so much as moves wrong 'round here, I'm tearing it to shreds..."

At the center, Ali growls assent.

At the center, Michael Powers nods to Huntress. ~Precisely. And that goes for the rest of you, too. If it's not one of OUR people, kill it. On the spot.~

At the center, Therru sits down painfully, trying not to move too much.

At the center, Michael Powers is, indeed, as cold as liquid helium at the moment.....

At the center, Maury peers at Mike.

Rain Walker pours what strength he has into the howl, his dark eyes searching the faces of those in the centre to add their strength.

At the center, Adam looks around.

At the center, Dylan contorts and blurs as he is transformed.

At the center, Dylan shifts into Lupus form.

At the center, Maury says, quiet, "That's a little drastic, particularly since not all of us know all the rest of us." Her face is drawn with grief, but her voice is steady.

At the center, Therru looks over to Rain Walker.

Sepdet D'siaH's howling song, deep, resonant, bizarrely masculine, wavers and cracks as the knife blinks out. Then her voice firms in a burst of power as she meets Eligio's eyes.

Rain Walker throws back his head and the howl turns from one of desperation to one of joy as the Wards finally join with a resounding rush like a running stream. He collapses to the ground by the pool.

At the center, Michael Powers says, ~Yes, it is drastic. However, those of this Sept will be marked by Buffalo and Magpie.~

At the center, Fire-Drums looks up, listening to Sepdet's voice. Her glazed eyes seem confused, and full of pain as she tries to help what little strength she has to her heart sister.

At the center, Adam peers down and sees Rik. "Here, soldier. Get up."

Alexis howls, a peircing and beautiful Soprano, walling upon the power of the Totems to help.

At the center, Therru looks around herself, trying to see the restored Wards.

You paged Rain Walker with 'That's 3 gnosis, and the knife is unbound. My spirit-knife is empty now.'.

At the center, Jumps nods and flexes the claws of the arm that is working.

Rain Walker pages: Sorry. :(

At the center, Michael Powers sees that the Wards are restored and moves to stand by the Table Stone.

At the center, Maury's eyes slowly kindle into bubbles of gold. "And the cubs? Run them off, if you do not know them. If they insist, stop them. Kill if you must."

At the center, Dylan walks over to Therru , sits down next to her, nosing her with concern.

At the center, Michael Powers nods. ~Wise move, Maury. You take charge of that.~

At the center, Therru lowers her muzzle, backing into the Table Stone.

From afar, Fire-Drums tries to lock eyes with you.

The wards are no longer visible, but there is a feeling of security about the caern again, on a subconscious level. Weak, but there nonetheless.

A voice fills your mind. Fire-Drums remarks "Shadow. Dreamer. Thought he was after you. Dreams. You. Dead."

At the center, Michael Powers says, ~Adam. You have rank here, yes? Take it.~

At the center, Traveller goes home.

At the center, Adam slides off the table. "Sir! Yes sir."

At the center, Adam looks around the caern. "Who's on recon?"

At the center, Dylan gazes up at Adam with a completely unreadable expression.

At the center, Celene sighs, still standing near Toxic's body.

Sepdet D'siaH tosses the blackened moon knife into the pool with a sigh.

At the center, Ali pads southward for a better look.

At the center, Ali heads south, away from the center of the Wheel.

At the center, Maury shakes her head with a sigh. "Justice, I think. Earth-Child, and one other with him - Justice east, Earch-Child south. Hugin was west, I don't know if he went or not. And I can't remember who went north at all, only that I saw people going there. Nor Umbra, neither."

At the center, Huntress glances at Adam. ~I will do this, if you need. Just tell me where to be.~

At the center, Dylan looks around to the pool.

At the center, Therru looks over at Maury. Song WEaver and Jalal went North.

At the center, Dylan heads southeast to the pool.

Dylan has arrived.

At the center, Ehni shimmers, brightly.

At the center, Adam nods. "First, let's get all these damn civilians out of here."

At the center, Fire-Drums slowly shakes her head as she lowers the body of her alpha down to the ground. She stands resolutely, and says ~I'll patrol...~ as she falters a bit as the ichor settles into her severe burns. She stands again, and says ~I'll take north.`

p Dead=:blinks. Um.

Long distance to Dead Toxic: Sepdet D'siaH blinks. Um.

At the center, Adam points at Rik. "And does anyone know what unit he's with?"

Alexis says "Sepdet, I would like to talk to you, sometime. When we've got the world sorted out again."

At the center, Maury looks at Adam as though he were insane.

At the center, Maury says "We're Garou; none of us are civilians."

Sepdet D'siaH nods curtly at Alexis and trudges back to the center.

At the center, Jumps says, ~I can patrol also.~

You make your way to the northwest, back toward the center of the Wheel.

Therru pads over silently to stand next to Maury.

On the southern curve, Ali paces back and forth along the southern curve, her eyes searching the forest even as her nose does the wind.

Fire-Drums puts an arm out for Sepdet.

:holds out her hands to Dia quietly.

Sepdet D'siaH holds out her hands to Dia quietly.

Maury reaches down for Therru with a sigh.

Sepdet D'siaH ducks her eyes, not meeting her pack-sister's.

Mouse looks down at his burnt fur, blinking in surprise.

Fire-Drums pulls Sepdet close, and hugs her tightly, her massive form overpowering her younger packmates.

Near the Pool, Alexis looks up to Eligio. "The Umbra, is it cleansed?"

Adam says "Look. I know I'm only the medic. I'd rather not be in charge, myself. But the captain left me in charge."

A voice fills your mind. Fire-Drums remarks "Tox....she's....and you...thought I'd lose you too..."

Therru bumps her muzzle against Maury, gently.

Fire-Drums clutches Sepdet tightly to her, wincing in the process.

You whisper "~I'm sorry. If I'd known she'd come out of hiding...I'm sorry. I /told/ you I wouldn't die. Not yet.~" to Fire-Drums.

Ehni heads southeast to the pool.

Ehni has left.

A prescence enters your mind and wimpers "Tox...."

Near the Pool, Alexis says "I'll go see, then."

Jumps looks at him, puzzling over his strange forms of address.

Maury keeps looking at Adam as though he were insane. "His name is Mike, and he's not a captain, and we're not in an army."

From afar, Fire-Drums holds on to you as if for dear life.

Near the Pool, Alexis's eyes stop on her reflection in the pool.

Near the Pool, Alexis gazes into the pool, and suddenly she vanishes.

Adam says "I thought you said all the civilians were clear."

Fire-Drums looks about, and asks softly ~Maury. Who's in Umbra.~

Maury answers Fire-Drums, "I can't remember. I know some people did go that way, but I can't remember who."

Maury turns back to Adam. "We're Garou. We're not an army."

Fire-Drums nods. ~Anyone else injured.~

Celene walks over to Adam, and sets a hand on his shoulder.

Sepdet D'siaH helplessly traces Dia's wounds a hair's breadth of air apart from the skin and ruin. ~You. Me. Secure th' caern first...~

Adam turns and looks.

Maury says "We're secure, Sepdet, I think."

Maury says "Get yourself healed."

Near the Pool, Rain Walker makes his way to the pool to check the damage in the umbra.

:nods and folds herself up next to the tablestone.

Sepdet D'siaH nods and folds herself up next to the tablestone.

Fire-Drums' voice is curt as she clings to Sepdet. She looks about, and says ~Need ta know who's inna umbra. Find out wha's on there. Got people patrolling.~

Celene nods. "I'm relieving you of command, soldier."

Adam purses his lips. "Yes sir."

Maury eyes Celene sharply.

Near the Pool, Rain Walker says, ~Stay with us, Sepdet-yuf. Don't be wandering off.~

Maury nods at Fire-Drums. "Eligio, would you do that, please?"

Celene gives Maury a meaningfull look.

Near the Pool, Rain Walker's eyes lock on his reflection.

Fire-Drums asks "Maury. Can ya do that? We gotta find Elders. Someone call Echen. Arjun.~

Celene flicks her eyes at Adam and raises an eyebrow.

Dead Toxic pages: If there's a funeral, I'd love a log of it, if you could mail it to me. Also whatever gets put on her epitaph and eventually in the 'events' thing in the OOC lounge, if they ever put anything up. Funny how much Tox has done and never got a mention. *Shrug*

Therru turns and wanders over to the pool to get some water.

Therru heads southeast to the pool.

Therru has left.

Maury says "Rain Walker's summoned Thorn and Adrian. I don't know where Stormcrow is. North, someone said. Does anyone have a cellphone?"

Adam says "We still haven't identified this soldier, sir. His unit'll want to know about him."

Near the Pool, Rain Walker strains to pull himself through into the Umbra.

Maury snaps at Adam, "Hush."

Fire-Drums nods as Eli goes into the umbra. She looks about, still semi-dazed. She turns to Adam, and barks ~You. Sit. Now.~

Fire-Drums points to by the fire, meaninfully.

Celene nods. "I know. We have our men working on it."

Adam nods in return.

Celene turns to maruy. "Rik has a phone on him."

Sepdet D'siaH's head jerks up briefly, but she doesn't see Eligio and folds her cheek back onto the cool stone.

On the southern curve, Ali pauses in her pacing, and heads back center-ward.

On the southern curve, Ali heads into the center.

Ali has arrived.

Fire-Drums says "Maury. Call Echen. Have him get in touch wi' Arjun 'n company."

Sepdet D'siaH contorts and blurs as she is transformed.

You shift into Glabro form.

Near the Pool, Rain Walker finally slumps back in and moans in defeat. No gnosis. No umbra. No concentration.

Near the Pool, Therru limps over to the pool and puts her muzzle down to drink.

Near the Pool, Rain Walker contorts and blurs as he is transformed.

Near the Pool, Rain Walker ripples and changes, slipping into Glabro form.

Near the Pool, Therru looks over at Rain Walker. Can you use mine?

Adam glances to the sky.

Fire-Drums looks about, and says "Adam. C'n ya go inta th' caern? Report back?"

Maury says "Oh, mother. Therru, can you... No. We need several, if Eligio can't do anything."

Adam looks at Fire-Drums. "What?"

Near the Pool, Therru now looks at Maury. Can I do what?

Ali points pool-ward with her muzzle; ~Somethin' I can help with?~

Jumps heads southeast to the pool.

Jumps has left.

Near the Pool, Dylan contorts and blurs as he is transformed.

Near the Pool, Dylan shifts into Homid form.

Fire-Drums barks, trying to sound commander like. ~Go inta th' umbra, Report. Find out who's there, what's there, and any other pertenent info.~

Maury nods. "Adam, good idea. Go into the Umbra, scout around. See who's there and how they're doing."

Near the Pool, Eligio Sacateca holds his head in his hands and shakes his head at Therru.

Maury looks at Fire-Drums as they speak together; she grins, wry.

Adam murmurs "Cross over? In front of.... everyone?"

Fire-Drums points ~Adam, take Dylan and her.~

Sepdet's ribs stitch back together thread by thread, her cheek pillowed on her arms on the cold rock, eyes unseeing now. Apparently she was holding her brain together by spit, earlier.

Near the Pool, Jumps heads into the center.

Jumps has arrived.

On the western curve, Hugin works his way free of the dense treeline to the west.

On the western curve, Hugin heads into the center.

Hugin has arrived.

Hugin says, ~The west is clear.~

Maury snaps, "Do it, Adam."

Celene looks at the sky. "Alexis, Kevin, Oaken, and Porthos, along with a few that I didn't recognize."

From afar, Eligio Sacateca ROTFL

You paged Eligio Sacateca with 'Hunh? Rite of the flying lemming?'.

Fire-Drums nods to Hugin.

Adam snaps a salute. "Sir yes sir!"

Adam says "Squad assemble!"

Celene shrugs again and sits down.

Fire-Drums pointed to Ali.

Near the Pool, Dylan stands. and waits for Adam to approach.

Maury says "You _are_ the squad."

Adam heads out.

Adam heads southeast to the pool.

Adam has left.

Hugin is in perfect shape, having come in at the end of the struggle.

Ali chuffs acknowledgement, leaps over someone lying down, and heads over.

Ali heads southeast to the pool.

Ali has left.

Near the Pool, Therru looks at Adam, curiously.

Mouse wanders around and sits down heavily. ~I... I'm burnt.~

Near the Pool, Ehni floats above the pool.

Near the Pool, Adam's eyes stop on his reflection in the pool.

Near the Pool, Adam gazes into the pool, and suddenly he vanishes.

You paged Jumps with 'Go over to a pool or some reflective surface and +reach.'.

Near the Pool, Dylan's eyes stop on his reflection in the pool.

Near the Pool, Ali's eyes stop on her reflection in the pool.

Fire-Drums looks about, and asks "Any other healers?"

Near the Pool, Therru's eyes stop on her reflection in the pool.

You paged Jumps with 'like, the pool here.'.

Jumps heads southeast to the pool.

Jumps has left.

Near the Pool, Dylan gazes into the pool, and suddenly he vanishes.

Near the Pool, Therru gazes into the pool, and suddenly she vanishes.

Mouse says this with a certain amount of amazement, like he hasn't noticed this before.

Near the Pool, Ali gazes into the pool, and suddenly she vanishes.

ear the Pool, Jumps stops by the pool

Hugin stands by the Tablestone, eye's aware and looking for any potential threats.

Sepdet cringes at Mouse's voice muttering weakly ~I'm. Duat. Sorry...Jess? Catherine? Catherine, you can..~

Near the Pool, Jumps's eyes stop on her reflection in the pool.

Near the Pool, Jumps gazes into the pool, and suddenly she vanishes.

Mouse looks up. "I will be all right. Nothing that will not heal on it's own time."

Near the Pool, Adam appears in a glimmer of light.

Hugin says, ~What will stop the humans from coming, now? Our wards are nearly gone.~

From afar, Catherine waves.

Fire-Drums barks, "Star, na you..ya rest. Duat...if only I had m'gnosis...~ She sags, suddenly realizes burns cover her body, as well as bane ichor.

Near the Pool, Dylan appears in a glimmer of light.

Near the Pool, Dylan heads into the center.

Dylan has arrived.

Near the Pool, Adam says "Reassemble."

Near the Pool, Alexis appears in a glimmer of light.

Near the Pool, Therru appears in a glimmer of light.

Near the Pool, Adam heads into the center.

Adam has arrived.

You paged Catherine with 'Now would be a good time Scotty (whimper) I used all my Gnosis, and the wounded are still myriad.'.

Adam salutes.

Near the Pool, Alexis heads into the center.

Alexis has arrived.

Fire-Drums see's Alexis, and asks "Lexi. c'n ya still heal?"

Near the Pool, Jumps appears in a glimmer of light.

Near the Pool, Ali appears in a glimmer of light.

Alexis says "Yes. Who's hurt?"

Maury eyes Hugin, says, firmly, "We Moot tomorrow. We will rebuild the wards. We'll have to keep them away until then, ourselves. More subtly."

Near the Pool, Therru pauses to drink from the pool.

Fire-Drums points to Sepdet and Dylan.

Adam says "Vengance squad reports umbra secure."

Hugin says, ~If one meanders into the center, I will have no choice but to kill it.~

Near the Pool, Ali does likewise, eyes slightly averted from its ripples.

Celene walks over to the passed-out form of Rik. She rummages around his pockets untill she pulls out a cellular phone. She idlely tosses it to Maury.

Dylan shakes his head, meeting no one's eyes, and heaads north, still silent.

Sepdet whispers ~The wards will hold, a little bit.~

Near the Pool, Ali heads into the center.

Ali has arrived.

Dylan heads north, away from the center of the Wheel.

Dylan has left.

Near the Pool, Ehni heads into the center.

Ehni has arrived.

Adam says "Also, Company Ell present."

Maury catches the phone, fumbling with it and then tapping in a number sharply.

Alexis moves over to Sepdet, examining her wounds.

Ehni hangs in the air before Hugin.

Fire-Drums nods to Adam. She asks "Ya a Child o' Gaia, ain'tcha? C'n ya heal? ~

Near the Pool, Jumps heads into the center.

Jumps has arrived.

Adam says "Sir! I am a fully trained medic."

Hugin looks at Ehni, ~What?~

Maury says "Adam, take care of - Mouse?"

Fire-Drums nods.

Jumps pages: how do you use gifts?

Adam says "Sir yes sir."

Maury stops paying attention to Adam as the phone's answered. She speaks, quietly, into it.

On the northern curve, Dylan looks back for a moment, watching Adam expressionlessly.

Sepdet is mostly well, from Michael's gentle touch. The ichor still clings to her hands where you can see, and her jacket now obscures the gashes across ribs and chest... but they were healing, last anyone could see.

Near the Pool, Therru limps away from the pool.

Hugin peers at Ehni.

Mouse shakes his head. "I do not need it. I'll heal properly on my own. There are others to take care of."

Near the Pool, Therru heads into the center.

Adam says "Sorry, soldier. Orders are orders."

Fire-Drums looks about, and asks "C'n someone bring me a bucket o' water?"

Fire-Drums says, ~Mouse. Hush.~

Therru pauses in her slow walk and looks at Adam.

Jumps pages: well jumps is resisting pain like no bodies business

Hugin looks at the one, single, self-inflicted wound on his stomach.

Hugin says, ~Mine will heal by tomorrow.~

Ali eyes Fire-Drums. ~Have one? Will fill it.~

Mouse sighs, resignedly.

Sepdet murmurs ~Wood bowl. Pocket.~

Alexis places her hands uopn Sepdet's chest. "You're in enough pain. You don't need wounds to add to it." She begins her prayers for healing, and Gaia answers in short order.

Adam multipages all of you: Gottago. IC I'm still here, healing Mouse and Rik.

Fire-Drums shakes her head no. ~Anyone got a canteen? " She nods to Sepdet, and rises slowly to get it. She gives it to Ali.

Jumps belatedly wipes the ichor from her claws.

Ehni moves to hover over Sepdet.

Celene sits back down next to Toxic.

Ali takes the bowl, lightly, in her jaws.

You paged Fire-Drums with 'It's in one of Seppy's pockets.'.

Ali heads southeast to the pool.

Ali has left.

On the northern curve, Dylan turns away again, and heads north.

On the northern curve, Dylan turns to the north, and leaves past the rim of the Wheel.

Near the Pool, Ali contorts and blurs as she is transformed.

Therru limps wearily over to the fire pit.

Near the Pool, Ali shifts into Homid form.

Near the Pool, Ali contorts and blurs as she is transformed.

Fire-Drums kisses her sister's forehead softer, and lets her head rest down on the stone briefly.

Therru heads northeast to the fire pit.

Therru has left.

Near the Pool, Jeremy appears in a glimmer of light.

Near the Pool, Ali shifts into Glabro form.

Hugin heads north, away from the center of the Wheel.

Hugin has left.

On the northern curve, Hugin heads into the center.

Hugin has arrived.

Hugin heads east, away from the center of the Wheel.

Hugin has left.

A voice fills your mind. Fire-Drums remarks "We gotta get Thorn o' whomever ta do th' Rite of Passin'...."

On the eastern curve, Hugin heads east, back into the forest and away from the Wheel.

Near the Fire Pit, Therru contemplates the small fire from a safe distance (ten or fifteen feet).

On the eastern curve, Hugin makes his way out of the woods to the east.

On the eastern curve, Hugin heads into the center.

Hugin has arrived.

Hugin heads northeast to the fire pit.

Hugin has left.

Near the Fire Pit, Hugin heads into the center.

Hugin has arrived.

Hugin meanders around, inspecting the area.

Near the Fire Pit, Therru turns her ear towards the center, surprised.

Hugin heads southeast to the pool.

Hugin has left.

Near the Pool, Hugin walks over to his packmates.

Near the Pool, Ali shifts all the way through, and fills the bowl with water.

Near the Pool, Ali heads into the center.

Ali has arrived.

Near the Pool, Hugin says, ~I need new clothes...~

Near the Fire Pit, Therru indicates that she is well. She is lying, of course, but there are no more serious wounds on her.

Near the Pool, Eligio Sacateca stares blankly ahead, hardly noticing anything that goes on around him.

Huntress still shudders slightly, jumping a bit at every sound until her eyes recongnize it as no threat.

Maury swears faintly. "Damn. He's not there, but I've left a message for him to come in as soon as possible. Anyone know Arjun-rhya's number?"

Ali hands the filled bowl to Fire-Dancer. ~Can get another.~

Near the Pool, Eligio Sacateca pulls his head back. ~Huh? Oh...what?~

Near the Pool, Hugin sits down next to Eligio, ~You well?~

Fire-Drums takes the bowl, and dumps it on over her head. She emits a rude sound of pain as the water coursed over her deep burns, beginning to wash the ichor away. She hands the bowl back to Ali, and says "Please."

Sepdet mutters Arj's number, but gets it wrong.

Maury taps in the number, shakes her head after a little while. Gentle, she murmurs, "'S wrong number, Sepdet."

Ali jogs off to the pool. Brings it back. ~Can shower you,~ and this time dumps it herself over Fire-Drums.

Sepdet is quiet a long moment, then mutters ~Oh that's Tox's.~ She gets it right the second time.

Maury says "Do _any_ of you theurges have any energy left?"

Maury taps in the second number, listens.

Alexis finishes with Sepdet. "There you go."

Fire-Drums says "Thanks Lexi."

Sepdet whispers thanks.

Mouse looks at his daggers again. He pulls them out and scowls at them.

Fire-Drums seems to realize something of her is missing, and almost looks paniced. She moves slowly about, and finally find her pair of bone daggers.

Near the Pool, Su appears in a glimmer of light.

Long distance to Fire-Drums: Sepdet's knife is dead. In the pool.

Fire-Drums puts her daggers back, and takes the second to the basin to gently start washing the ichor off of her sister.

Near the Pool, Su looks around the Realmside Wheel, reorienting herself.

Near the Pool, Catherine appears in a glimmer of light.

Maury speaks into the phone, then taps the off button. "Damn, damn, damn. Anyone know if Thorn has a cellphone?" Almost facetious, behind the anger, frustration, and grief.

Near the Pool, Catherine heads into the center.

Catherine has arrived.

Near the Pool, Su heads into the center.

Su has arrived.

Fire-Drums shakes her head slowly.

Mouse in a suden bout of fury he rears back and flings them into the woods. He shouts something at where they land in an arcane language.

l Tox

The corpse of a small young woman, small enough to be thought a child, her wiry muscles relaxed in death. She is badly burned over the entire surface of her body, balefire having eaten deep into her flesh, down to the bone in some places. A few locks of ragged, electric-blue hair cling to her scorched skull. Her back is broken, several limbs lie at impossible angles. The tatters of a scorched grey trenchcoat wrap her body, mostly covering the deep gouges from monstrous teeth which go clean through her torso and thighs.

Mouse heads east, away from the center of the Wheel.

Mouse has left.

On the eastern curve, Mouse heads east, back into the forest and away from the Wheel.

Catherine looks around for the wounded.

On the eastern curve, Mouse makes his way out of the woods to the east.

On the eastern curve, Mouse heads into the center.

Mouse has arrived.

Su trots along behind Catherine, tacitly offering her assistance.

Near the Pool, Hugin thinks a moment, ~I think I'll be staying in the caern for a while.~

Fire-Drums starts, and arches her back slowly as Adam attempts to heal some of her burns.

Jumps shivers as the pain comes back.

On the southern curve, Ilya comes in from the woodland to the south.

Catherine says "Who is hurt?"

Ehni circles the wheel, then wavers, and dissapears.

Fire-Drums is obviously hurt.

Sepdet whispers ~Not leave Grounds caern, Lexi. Not alone.~

On the southern curve, Ilya pads in and looks around the Caern.

Jumps says, ~I am injured but slightly.~

Maury says "WHo isn't? Besides me. I'm just bruised. Sepdet, Alexis, you'd both better stay."

Near the Pool, Hugin says, ~I'm fine.~

Celene sits down.

Fire-Drums nods emphatically. ~I'll stay wi' ya.~

On the Earth Mound, Stefan goes home.

Huntress growls faintly. ~No, no one leaves alone, too dangerous.~

Ehni has left.

Fire-Drums says, ~Think most everyone else's been healed as much 's possible.~

Mouse looks with a certain sense of satisfaction at throwing his daggers away.

Near the Pool, Hugin says to Celene, ~Lightfeather...tell me...what happened?~

Near the Fire Pit, Therru backs a little further from the fire and lies down. Dylan left alone. Though he proabably did not go far.

A voice fills your mind. Fire-Drums remarks "ya been havin' th; dreams too..haven't ya. Who's the straw hat mat?"

On the southern curve, Ilya heads into the center.

Ilya has arrived.

Maury turns; when she sees Ilya, her face brightens with relief. "Ilya. I don't suppose you're up to standing some pretty intense guard today? We've had our wards breached, and Toxic-rhya is dead, and we need everyone. I've called Echen and Arjun-rhya."

Near the Pool, Hugin says, ~I will be standing guard, til the moot.~

Dead Toxic pages: BTW, under the charred remnants of one of Tox's gloves is the tooth of a bear. It radiates spirit-magic like nobody's business. You'll have to check with Stormcrow on it, but it is a talen.

Near the Pool, FireWyld appears in a glimmer of light.

Fire-Drums moves away from Sepdet briefly, and goes over to Therru.

Fire-Drums heads northeast to the fire pit.

Fire-Drums has left.

Near the Pool, Porthos appears in a glimmer of light.

Ilya looks around, taking in the corpse and insundry wounds, of course.

Ilya says, ~What attacked?~

Catherine's eyes are unfocused as she looks around. "Are we needed?"

Near the Fire Pit, Therru looks up at Fire-Drums.

Jumps prods at her injured arm, wincing slightly.

You paged Fire-Drums with 'I think Tox killed him.He's not really a man. The Wheel burned, and the circle of birds breached. (image of birds flying spiral stair, Sepdet halfway up, the man at the foot turning into a shapeless bane-thing)'.

Alexis regards the body. "Let me take it to the mounds, out of sight."

Maury says "Bane? I'm not sure. Something. Something powerful enough to breach the wards and appear in the center of the Wheel."

Near the Fire Pit, Fire-Drums winces as she moves. She mutters under her breath as she asks "Ali, c'n I ahve another basin, please?"

Near the Pool, Porthos heads into the center.

Porthos has arrived.

Maury says "Someone go with Alexis if she goes."

Celene Stands. "I'll go."

Su will.

Ali immediately bounds off to comply, once the basin is in her hands.

Ilya says, ~It seems there are no shortage of volunteers.~

Alexis contorts and blurs as she is transformed.

Sepdet sighs. ~Keep her in caern til morning? I'll send her away at dawn. Blanket over her.~

Maury says "Thank you, Su."

Alexis shifts into Glabro form.

Near the Fire Pit, Fire-Drums winces as she hear people taking her Alpha away. One hand gently on Therru, she asks quietly ~Careful, please..~

Su offers with a twitch of her head to guard the two if they carry the body.

Maury points out to Ilya, "Most of us aren't Ahrouns."

Porthos glances over the body of his friend, then looks away. His expression is carefully controlled.

Alexis nods to Sepdet. ~As you wish.~

Ali returns, with basin.

Near the Fire Pit, Therru loos up at Fire-Drums with her head cocked so she can see her from her one eye.

Ilya says, ~It appeared in the Caern? Did it come by moon bridge?~

On the northern curve, Song Weaver emerges from the thin treeline to the north.

Near the Pool, Eligio Sacateca drags himself over to the centre, limping badly.

Near the Pool, FireWyld avoids looking at the injured and dead garou, making her way through everyone in search of one particular one by scent.

Near the Fire Pit, Therru gets up.

Near the Pool, Eligio Sacateca heads into the center.

Eligio Sacateca has arrived.

On the northern curve, Two-Stripe emerges from the thin treeline to the north.

Maury rubs her eyes; the dirt on her face smudges more. "No. I don't know what it did, though I saw it. Ask a Theurge, when they're all thinking again. Eligio, do you know?"

A voice fills your mind. Fire-Drums remarks "I don't know 'bout that. Gaia I hope so. It....showed me...Duat. I can't talk about it now. Damn. I'm barely holding on 's is...."

Near the Pool, Hugin looks at Jeremy, then at Eligio, a questioning look on his face.

Near the Fire Pit, Therru will follow Fire-Drums.

Celene has left.

Near the Fire Pit, Fire-Drums follows the Wheel west, away from the fire pit.

On the northern curve, Fire-Drums circles the Wheel, coming from the Fire Pit in the south.

Alexis fetches a blanket from the supply chest, and covers Toxic reverantly.

On the northern curve, Fire-Drums limps over, walking with Therru.

On the northern curve, Two-Stripe says, ~Dia...~

Near the Fire Pit, Therru follows the Wheel west, away from the fire pit.

On the northern curve, Therru circles the Wheel, coming from the Fire Pit in the south.

On the northern curve, Song Weaver looks toward the center.

Eligio Sacateca shakes his head. ~Thrust its way right through the wards. Stormcrow-rhya said they get their power from the caern. Two months since the last moot, they've never been weaker since the caern was reopened.~

Near the Pool, Moon Otter appears in a glimmer of light.

On the northern curve, Fire-Drums turns to the north, and leaves past the rim of the Wheel.

Spooner has connected.

Near the Pool, FireWyld heads into the center.

FireWyld has arrived.

On the northern curve, Therru turns to the north, and leaves past the rim of the Wheel.

FireWyld kneels down the unconscious Cujo.

Near the Pool, Hugin nods to Eligio, understanding.

Mouse sighs, feeling much better, now.

Two-Stripe moves over to Sepdet.

Song Weaver limps, favoring her right foreleg, but not badly.

Catherine kneels down by Jumps, looking at her wounds.

Two-Stripe whispers "~You okay?~"

Ilya contorts and blurs as he is transformed.

Ilya shifts into Hispo form.

A voice fills your mind. Fire-Drums remarks " "m gonna try'n talk ta Therru....think she's holding up 's poorly 's me....Duat. Star..Tox's.....Tox's...."

Catherine nods to Porthos.

FireWyld glances over at Porthos. "We can't go to the Battleground with half our pack outta action."

Maury's expression continues to grow strained as she stands, looking around. Slowly, "Porthos. You're Vengeance?"

Song Weaver snarls, as she looks for an elder.

Jumps says, ~I should be better at falling.~

Mouse sits down, laying back.

You paged Fire-Drums with 'Tox died before Arj got his /stinkin/ claws into her, and died a hero. Like she would have sooner or later. (bitter sigh). We'll mourn her when we've time.'.

Ilya says, ~I assume people are watching the umbra?~

Porthos nods. ~I am Alpha of Vengeance, Maury.~

Su nods to Ilya.

A prescence enters your mind and sepdet just echo's over and over as she leaves "Tox. Dead." She seems to barely be holding of deep, deep shock.

FireWyld says, ~The wards are back... weak, but back.~

Two-Stripe senses "Sepdet says she will be all right."

Huntress growls. ~Does anyone patrol the Bawn?~

Maury continues to hold the cellphone in her left hand. "All right, Porthos. Spooner'n'Earth-Child are Gaia knows where. We need guards and that sort of thing."

Ilya says, ~Earth-Child is patrolling the Bawn, I met him on the way in.~

Song Weaver has just returned from the north, and all is clear.

Porthos glances at Maury. ~Let us do our job, Maury.~

Maury nods, relieved again. "It's just, I wanted to be sure. You'd talked about leaving, and all."

Catherine touches Jumps' arm gently, her entire body flairing bright gold and silver.

Porthos rumbles. ~It's taken care of, Maury. Let it go.~

Fire-Drums pages to Dead, Sepdet, and Toxic: Gee...Katlyn just dropped bye=)

FireWyld looks up at Porth, then back at Cujo, briefly checking him over to see if he's just unconscious or unconscious .and. hurt.

Jumps says, ~Thank you Catherine-rhya.~

points, wordless, at Porthos.

Song Weaver looks to FireWyld. ~Summer Frost will return to the protection of the southern Bawn, and the southern reaches. If we are needed closer, we will return.~

Near the Pool, Hugin says, ~Porthos, I will be on vigil til the moot.~

Near the Pool, Hugin says, ~I haven't anywhere to go, anyhow. I have no clothes.~

FireWyld nods to Song Weaver.

Dead Toxic pages: pick it up, then @chown it, then drop it.

FireWyld says, ~Thanks.~

Catherine concentrates, the healing energy flowing into the wounded arm, hands moving deftly to set bone and shoulder quickly, the healing rendering it painless. Within minutes the burns are closing, the break fusing.

Song Weaver begins to head southward, but stops, and looks at Maury. ?

Ilya heads southeast to the pool.

Ilya has left.

Dead Toxic pages: Aw. You're lovely, even messed up a mourning, you're lovely. *Sniffle*

Porthos nods. ~Thank you, Hugin. Echen-rhya has taken care of the preparations for guard while my pack Quests for Bull, but I'm sure you will be invaluable support to that effort.~

Catherine says "We are glad we were regaining our energies when we were told."

Mouse has disconnected.

Maury says "Didn't you want an elder? We haven't got any around, though I've called the ones I can get. Porthos is Vengeance, so he's as close as we get, I think. For the safety of the Caern..."

Maury trails off, turning away to set her hands on the table stone; tears trickle down onto it, slow.

Near the Pool, Ilya looks back at the center, ~We need a Warder.~

Huntress snarls. ~m'sposed to still be Beta of Sneetches, if I can help at all, I will.~

Song Weaver snorts, and nods again to FireWyld before turning southward.

Song Weaver heads south, away from the center of the Wheel.

Long distance to Dead Toxic: Sepdet smiles wistfully. So's tox. Never, ever get crushes on fictional characters. It's just silly. :)

Dead Toxic pages: I have to go, love. I'm going to miss you terribly! *HUG* Please write me. Please?

Near the Pool, Ilya gazes into the pool, and suddenly he vanishes.

From afar, Maury thinks Maury's going to go check the arches or something while I go home from work. :)

Porthos nods. ~I think it best that all Garou who are not otherwise busy in support for the caern stand guard shifts until the wards are replenished to full strength. It is a full moon, but I'm sure there's stiull the possibility of attack.~

Catherine takes her hands away, Jumps' arm now healed. "Who else needs healing?"

You paged Dead Toxic with 'I promise. Gaia, of course I will. :) Take care of yourself, so long, fish, and that jazz. It's been fun.'.

Eligio Sacateca looks at Ilya by the pool. Mumbles ~Stormcrow-rhya left me as Umbral Warder while he is away.~ Notices Ilya is gone. ~Damn.~

Near the Pool, Hugin says, ~Umbra patrol's too, Porthos.~

Alexis sits next to Sepdet quietly, not allowing her to be alone.

Jumps contorts and blurs as she is transformed.

Near the Pool, Hugin says, ~Eligio, why doesn't our pack take the umbra...we are more than capable.~

Jumps shifts into Homid form.

Dead Toxic pages: It has been fun. Take care of Mikey and the pack. Bug one of the galliards once in a while to tell a Toxic story...I'm going to dump my life history on Adia so she can do that. Goodbye, Little Star. Thank you for a wonderful, wonderful time.

Porthos nods to Hugin. ~That would be Vengeance's area. Echen has assured me that he will take care of Vengeance's absence.~

Maury nods at Porthos. "I'll take...a watch. I'm supposed to be home, but I can get sick. They're getting used to it."

Porthos nods to Maury. ~Have you the Spirit Speech?~

Near the Pool, Hugin seems to crackle with unspent energy, especially at the thought of being useful, for once.

Huntress says, ~Whatever needs doing... I will do it. I just dont want... to be in the way...~~

Long distance to Dead Toxic: Sepdet hugs and sings Lahela one last time, and wishes you a very good night. :)

Eligio Sacateca nods to Porthos. ~Echen-rhya is most capable. If Porthos thinks its safe...~ He leaves the though unfinished.

Dead Toxic pages: Was it a good death? I think it was a good life.

Maury shakes her head. "No. Mundane guard only, I'm afraid.." Strained, helpless.

Near the Pool, Hugin heads into the center.

Hugin has arrived.

Jumps says "Catherine-rhya, the shy one was injured, I don't know whether or not she was tended."

Porthos nods to Hugin. ~Your pack would most definitely be welcome, Umbraside. Maury, you're good at bossing people around. See what you can do in theRealm.~ He smiles slightly; jaggedly.

Catherine says "Shy one?"

Su looks up at Porthos, offering her silent aid though she isn't of any pack.

Moon Otter wuffs. Therru-yuf?

Maury ducks her head, flinching slightly. "I've been trying. Are you going anyway?"

Jumps says "Yes, that is her name."

You paged Dead Toxic with 'It was a perfect, IC, glorious death. :) Like I said, no one will forget Tox.'.

On the southern curve, Brutus comes in from the woodland to the south.

Catherine looks around for Therru.

On the southern curve, Brutus heads into the center.

Brutus has arrived.

Eligio Sacateca pages: That was...messier than I expected. If Loki ever offers to leave a MOTD for you about a plot you're running, say 'Thanks but no thanks.'

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Message: 113/113 in folder main Received: Mon Nov 28 20:00:03 1994

From: Dead Eligio

To: Sepdet

Subject: Last nights dream. And again tonight.

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An insistent voice asks you an endless stream of questions. Demands answers again and again and again. Its tone wears on ragged nerves like a rough stone. Anger and contempt swell in your heart. Lifting your head with protesting muscles you manage to spit in its face. A gnarled hand lashes out and cracks against your jaw. Darkness...

A voice demands you dance. That you waken the sleeper. Blood streams from another gash on your face into your eyes. Your shoulders ache and your wrists burn like fire. Darkness welcomes you with open arms again...

Again and again a voice demands the same thing: dance the dance, waken the sleeper. Long black hair falls forward into your cloudy eyes, covering the Uktena sigil graven into your chest before oblivion washes over you once more...

Finally dream gives way to the day's light, your mouth harsh with the coppery taste of blood, your hands rubbing at the tender spot on your wrists.

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Sepdet(#3589Pac)

Sober and calm, there is a weight beyond her bare thirteen years pinching lines on this brown child's impish face. Her glance sometimes reaches into the middle distance at odd moments, and she lapses easily into the silence her folk are known for-- but friends know that she has not always been thus. When not uncannily still, she moves with a fox's grace that is almost a dance. Such scars as could cut to bone rake four furrows deep across eyes, cheek, face. Her mahogany shaved scalp is bare save for the black priestess' lock curling behind one pointed ear. Fine black hair, patchy in places, covers her face and hands in soft down. A thick grey gaucho coat of brushed wool hangs to her knees, open to reveal a green-brown pale jacket of many pockets, and a white tunic of linen belted with a thick band of the same cloth. The round-knobbed hilt of an odd blade is sometimes revealed when the right side of her coat swings open. She wears black leggings and, the only bow to the modern world right now,well-worn hiking shoes. l For ornament she wears a few leather thongs around her neck from which hang a delicate gold Egyptian cartouche, a red-dyed carved fish, and a handmade wooden ankh. A leather pouch, stamped with an odd asterix-like symbol, swings from her belt.

Carrying:

cartouche(#3734)

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You head westward into the woods, following a faint path. You descend out of the foothills and emerge into a small clearing.

Around the Story Tree

This quiet little clearing is home to soft grasses and bright flowers almost year-round. Near the center stands the Story Tree. The squat pine has broad branches for sitting under, and a thick, climbable trunk for a Garou to sit in. Sharp, green needles can be found buried in the grass.

A pathway leads out to the northwest toward the Caern, and a much less-worn path leads into the forested foothills to the east.

Obvious exits:

East Northwest

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You head down the path, away from the Story Tree.

Off the East Side of the Wheel

You stand on rising ground, amidst a healthy forest of evergreen trees. Pines and aspens rise around you, all but obscuring the sky above; the ground below your feet is soft with browned needles, although you can see sizable rocks jutting from the earth here and there. Looking out through the trees towards the eastern distance, you think you can make out the snow-capped, clouded peaks of the mountains; below them, the dark stone of the lower cliffs presents an imposing sight at even this remove. The forest is all but silent around you; a cool wind brushes your face, vanishing into the woods from whence it came.

A path wends its way east through the forest, and another appears to open into a small clearing to the southeast. To the west, the trees thin before giving over onto the Great Wheel.

Obvious exits:

East Story Tree Wheel

:stumbles into the clearing and drops to her knees, looking around with eyes wide and furious.

Sepdet stumbles into the clearing and drops to her knees, looking around with eyes wide and furious.

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You make your way through the thinning trees to the west.

Eastern Curve of the Wheel

Between the firepit ahead and the clear pool behind, the path makes an almost contradictory change as it arcs along the east end of the Wheel. The sparse grasses near the pool diverge into two groups, dispersed between the deeply etched lines: some are dead and wilted, almost singed to death; and some are strong and a healthy green. A path leads east, away from the Wheel.

Obvious exits:

Fire Pit Pool Center of the Wheel East

Sepdet stumbles into the clearing and drops to her knees, looking around with eyes wide and furious.

Near the Fire Pit, Derek Jackson nods. "I've heard the story from her myself, sir. It's well worth listening to."

Near the Fire Pit, Noor looks over at Sepdet. "Uh-oh.."Sepdet picks herself up and strides over towards the others, staring at no one.

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You head north, forward along the path of the Wheel and toward the fire pit.

Around the Fire Pit

The small rock-shielded firepit just within the path of the Wheel contains a small, brightly burning fire. The ground is baked near it, and grasses grow in waves away from it, starting scraggly and getting greener near the inner groove of the Wheel. To the west is the earthen mound, and back to the south is the small pool.

Contents:

Arjun Fletcher

Lara-Anne

David Blake

Thunder-of-Gaia

Oscar

Whiteshadow

Swift-Claws

Derek Jackson

Noor

Ned Briggs

Obvious exits:

Forward Back Center of the Wheel

Derek Jackson says "Though I'd like to know why your Shadowwalker hasn't already told you the tale."

Arjun Fletcher's gaze flicks, whiplash quick, to focus on Sepdet. "What now?"

David Blake backs away from Sepdet-rhya.

Noor looks at Sepdet. "Um, Sepdet?"

Swift-Claws watches Sepdet, ears lifted and alert.

Sepdet's voice holds a strange accent not her own. ~I don't know. Where is my alpha? Where is the Dreamer /now/?~ She wipes blood from her lower lip impatiently.

Noor says "Grey Eagle? Is that who we're talking to?"

Thunder-of-Gaia glances at Whiteshadow, something passing between the two, then back to Sepdet.

Noor looks extremely puzzled...

Lara-Anne has disconnected.

Arjun Fletcher says, in a clipped, efficient, tone, "No Strider nonsense. What is it?"

Noor says "Rhya, this is _part_ of the story, actually..."

Arjun Fletcher says "Undoubtedly. Derek, keep an eye on Sepdet. Noor, rept."

Arjun Fletcher uses the 'or' on his chest, to turn rept into report.

Sepdet snorts. ~Wyrmcomer, that Strider child is hiding in some hole weeping. I ask you, where is the Uktena... did you /let/ him be taken? Woe to us all if you have.~

David Blake moves closer to Thunder-rhya

Noor says "Okay, we searched for the bane after it took off holding Eligio-rhya...""

Arjun Fletcher looks at Noor. Looks at Sepdet. "Skip to this part: Who is Sepdet?"

Noor looks to Arjun-rhya. "Can I answer that?"

Arjun Fletcher says "You may answer my question first, hers next."

Noor says "Sepdet is Grey Eagle, a Croatoan Theurge, if I'm not mistaken..."

Noor says "And Beta of the Silver Sorrows...."

Sepdet snarls. ~Grey Eagle of the Croatan, and /you/ have all failed. I dreamed my alpha had neen taken...I see my fears were not unfounded. How have you searched for him? We must get him back, else all is lost.~

Ned Briggs looks uneasy, and shifts his weight so his feet are beneath him.

Arjun Fletcher stares at Noor, his gaze like the pin that holds the bug to cork. His gaze flicks to Sepdet. "Croatan, you say?"

Oscar toys with his moustache and just soaks it all in.

Noor gets to her feet and looks at Sepdet/Grey Eagle, but maintains her submission.

Sepdet dips her chin curtly, and folds her arms.

Ned Briggs straightens, and whispers sometihng to Noor.

David Blake creeps close to Thunder-rhya, and moves behind him so as not to be in his way.

Noor says "They tried to stop a bane that's still around here, but the Alpha betrayed them....Eligio _was_ their alpha."

Arjun Fletcher looks steadily at Sepdet. "Well, Grey Eagle, let's take this from the top, shall we? To begin, you're dead, so don't give me orders. Secondly, Noor's about to tell me where Eligio, or his body, are, do don't get in my way. I may be a Wyrmcomer, my friend, but I'm the alpha."

Noor says "We've tried to look for him, but none of the theurges along on the search knew the proper Rite, Eagle-rhya. We know of one who can."

Whiteshadow glowers, not following any of this.

Ned Briggs whispers "Eagle-rhya." and looks thoughtful.

Arjun Fletcher puts his hands in his pockets. "Now, Noor, your report?"

Noor says "So, Arjun-rhya, Chaser said she would talk to Thorn. HE would know the Questing Stone Rite and could find him."

Sepdet's eyes lock with Arjun's for a moment. ~I am not dead, or I'd not be speaking now. But so it is.~ She shrugs and lowers her gaze, pride yielding to protocal.

Arjun Fletcher nods. "Yes, I was assuming Chaser would bring Thorn into the mission."

Noor says "The bane just...vanished in the Umbra. We tracked and trailed to no avail."

Arjun Fletcher nods, briefly. "Now, what's this about Eligio being the alpha to these Croatan?"

Noor says "I haven't seen either of them, so I don't know if she talked to him yet or not."

Swift-Claws rumbles softly, disturbed by all of this and hardly following any of it. Her rumbles are unobtrusive.

Noor says "Eligio is apparently the reincarnation of their Alpha, Don Santeca, I think, did I get that right, Grey-Eagle-rhya?""

Sepdet nods. ~The Uktena is the one who led us on our last battle, when the Dreamer came to the bait-- our pack-- and was bound by Uktena forever. The Dreamer has awoken now. We must bind him fast, before he wrecks worse havoc.~

Arjun Fletcher says "To what was he bound?"

Thistle has connected.

Thistle wakes up and shakes her ruff out quietly.

Ned Briggs watches Sepdet's form with a grave interest.

Arjun Fletcher says "I see. So, tell me about this Dreamer."

Swift-Claws gives the foxlike wolf a strange look.

David Blake stays where he is, somewhat behind ToG.

Noor looks worriedly at Sepdet, then smoothes her face into a mask of calm.

Thistle shakes out her fur and stretches into an elongated, rump in the air yawn.

Noor glances over at the new wolf, leaving the explanation to the person who most obviously can.

Derek Jackson leans over and mutters in Arjun's ear.

Sepdet's head lifts in defiance at some unseen signal. ~It was the destructive force of the first Wyrmcomers made extant, those they call Conquistadors. Darkness-- I will not deign to speak its name here. My pack fought it long and hard, such that its whole gaze came to focus on our destruction. We fell. But not before it had fallen into our trap. My packmates did not know the trap being planned; my alpha did not know our Death was sure with our foe's vanquishing. For long centuries then, it was bound, and slept, but the work Don Santego began was unfinished, and the final binding awaits you now to complete.~

Noor says "Santego, that's the name. Knew I had screwed it up somehow..."

Ned Briggs looks puzzledly around the other listeners, a question in his eyes.

Swift-Claws doesn't bother to try to follow all of this.

Arjun Fletcher nods briefly to Derek, his attention still focused on the thing that inhabits Sepdet.

Derek Jackson heads into the center.

Derek Jackson has left.

Thunder-of-Gaia still listens closely, ears alert and intent.

At the center, Derek Jackson heads west, away from the center of the Wheel.

On the western curve, Derek Jackson heads west, out past the rim of the Wheel.

Noor nods as comprehension of this whole twisted matter dawns in her eyes...

Arjun Fletcher says "I see. There is a specific rite involved, or it is just a rite of binding?"

Noor says "Okay, then, what do we bind it to or _into_? The place where it is now?"

Thistle looks around with quiet interest in her topaz eyes.

Sepdet says, ~There is much more, much more than a simple rite would entail, for the Dreamer's power is very great. But the tool has been long fashioned, and awaits those who know its use. It's been found, else the Dreamer would not have awoken-- he senses his peril is near. It awaits use. Grey Paws and Owl-in-Flight-- they run with your Summerfrost-- have it in their safekeeping, I think.~~

Noor looks at Oscar, noting he hasn't butted in or suggested anything. Then frowns. "Oscar, you okay, buddy?"

Oscar shrugs and continues paying intent attention to the other Strider.

On the southern curve, Quiet comes in from the woodland to the south.

On the southern curve, Quiet heads into the center.

At the center, Quiet heads northeast to the fire pit.

Quiet has arrived.

Quiet swings her head around to look at the mass of Garou gatherered in companionable silence. She greets.

Noor nods and smiles to Quiet-rhya.

Thistle dips her head.

David Blake whufs very softly at Quiet.

Sepdet clasps her hands behind her back. ~The moment has been prepared for. Silver Sorrows will gather, on tomorrow's night. Strider child says she can find the way, if your own cannot.~

Arjun Fletcher frowns. "So, all that's necessary is this tool, which Summer Frost has, and a bit of effort on our part?"

Thunder-of-Gaia glances at the Alpha then quickly moves his gaze back to Sepdet.

Sepdet sighs. ~And a great deal of hope. Last time Santego's descendant tried to bind the foe and fashion the stone, the Dreamer woke to take and slay Santego's daughter. I do not doubt this is why he attacks you now, and will try again.~

Arjun Fletcher nods. "Ahh."

Arjun Fletcher says "And tomorrow is the big night, you say? And, you claim, you know where this beast is, and where the rite must take place."

Sepdet's face tightens. ~I know his scent and trail. We can find him.~

Ned Briggs speaks up. "Arjun-rhya. This Pure One has made no mention of the temptations the Spaniard underwent..."

Arjun Fletcher says "Temptations?"

Arjun Fletcher says "Explain yourself, Ned."

Noor pages: Boy, this version of the story is different from the one Song Weaver told us last night.

Ned Briggs says "It was said earlier that Don Santaygo turned to Jormungandr..."

Noor nods. "That's what Song Weaver said..."

You paged Noor with 'That's because Grey Eagle believes her alpha never quite betrayed them. Also, she knew--as Song Weaver didn't-- what the trap for Scents-Falling-Darkness (oh hell, whatever it's called) was: our pack as bait.'.

Swift-Claws paws slightly at the wet ground and turns her head to chew at an itch on her shoulder.

Noor says "Wait a minute...you said you were bait, but Song Weaver didn't. All of you _didn't_ know...?"

Ned Briggs nods sagely.

Noor nods to Oscar.

Noor looks at Oscar. "Have you....?"

Thunder-of-Gaia continues to listen, trying to make sense of it all.

Thunder-of-Gaia has disconnected.

Sepdet nods grimly. ~Grey Paws would never have agreed, and the little one--~ a shadow of doubt flickers in her eyes for the first time since she has spoken today-- ~Tailbiter was so new, and would have bent to the foe's will more quickly than my alpha did. Santego and I, we knew we were bait. The others did not know, for if they had, they might not have had the strength to hold our secret, and the foe would have learned of our plan from their minds.~

Oscar grimaces, "Kinda."

Quiet dips her muzzle and regards Sepdet throughout her short speech.

Quiet pages: Are you talking Grey Eaglish, or Seppie? :)

Noor says "Oscar, _you've_ been dreaming? Out with it, now, please!""

You paged Quiet with 'yes. :)'.

Swift-Claws turns to look at the Weavercub.

Ned Briggs says "So that's OK. Grey Paws accuses Santaygo of turnin' to Jormungandr. Good job it were just Grey Paws' _misunderstandin'_..."

Noor pages: This has got to be one of the worst days of my life ICly. And I'm loving every damn minute of it.

Oscar shrugs, "Just wierd dreams, 's all."

Noor says "Oscar, weird dreams don't make you look like that all the time. Tell us."

Sepdet's face suddenly contorts and her shoulders sag. Under her breath, a soft ragged snarl escapes. "Bitch. You /left/ Tailbiter-- you should have- should-"

Sepdet sits down and draws her knees to her chest abruptly, breathing hard and staring at the fire.

Ned Briggs shouts. "Sepdet. You are Sepdet-rhya."

Whiteshadow pages: Its hard for me to follow what is real and what is dream. It must be worse if you're actually involved with the plot...

Oscar says "Vast amounts of caffeine do, though."

Thistle's ears go back at the sudden shout.

Noor walks over to Sepdet and sits next to her, yet keeps her distance.

David Blake has disconnected.

Ned Briggs kneels down at a distance matching Noor's. "Sepdet-rhya, can you tell us any more?"

Sepdet shudders and props her chin on her hands. ~G'wan Oscar. Yeah Ned, I'm not that far gone. I've-- Eagle's--we've said all we can, relly.~

Ned Briggs looks about a little foolishly. "Sorry, i just thought you might have difficulty holdin' the othe rone off."

Ned Briggs other one

Noor gently puts a hand on her tribesmate's shoulder. "Girl, you have this knack for getting attention, you know that?:)"

David Blake has connected.

Oscar squirms, "Um...Just wierd dreams about... ah... some woman with, like, this symbol " He draws the Croatan glyph on the ground." on her clothes." He shrugs as if it's not all that important.

Noor glances at it. Then frowns. "Eligio and Stormcrow doodled that glyph but didn't say what that is."

Whiteshadow looks carefully at the symbol, contemplates pretending he knows what he means, then shrugs and scratches behind an ear.

Quiet chuffs quietly to David Blake. Would like to speak with you later.

Oscar shrugs, "Croatan, I think."

Noor says "What'd she look like, Oscar? This is important."

Sepdet leans exhaustedly against Noor, keeping her eyes well below anyone's gaze. She nods sadly at the glyph Oscar draws.

David Blake indicates his assent to Quiet, moves closer to her.

Oscar hmss and thinks. "Dark skin. Dressed in traditional clothes. Beads, feathers and tanned doeskin."

Noor says "Did she have a name?"

Quiet drops her eyes from David once he has acknowledged. Her eyes study the glyph.

David Blake settles next to Quiet.

Sepdet leans forward, murmuring uneasily ~Who else could she be?~