If you go out to the woods today...(Jamie's scene)

[Administrator]

Requiem for the Lost, welcome to Tekakwitha Woods (Now)

[Null Moon]

[I've ST'd for about half of you before. These are the ground rules that I expect everyone to follow for the scene to go smoothly and end on time: 1. Keep narrative posts to less than 10 minutes and inits/declares/rolls to 3 minutes or you'll be skipped. Don't make me chase you down. 2. Pay attention to the chat: that's how I will be communicating with everyone. 3. Do not ask me questions in PMs or the chat. IM questions to me--it makes a different noise and will catch my attention. 4. If I make a mistake, feel free to bring it to my attention; if another player makes a mistake and I don't catch it, let it go. 5. Keep track of your own tempers; I will be keeping track of your health levels. Other than that, have fun! I'll be dropping a post in a few minutes.]

[Null Moon]

They're all here for a reason. There have been reports of Bane activity out near Tekakwitha Woods, according to those who have their ear to the ground and their sights set beyond the city's limits. It could be a blight, these reports go, or it could be a case of a pierced Gauntlet; there is very little indication as to what it is that is going on out there, but on the night of the 24th, a waxing half, some of them having followed the directions and the coordinates given to them prior to their car-pooling out of the city, others of them out here studying, still others yet simply out watching the leaves change. Those who are already here can hear whispering from the spirits, indeterminate and unintelligible to their untrained ears, beckoning them until they follow. Those who are coming from the city have to look carefully to find the turn. It is not the park itself that serves as their destination, but a large tract of land across the river, between Blackhawk County Forest and Vasa Park, just off of Route 31. There are no placards or markers identifying the place. There is a single black SUV parked to the left of a dark, wood-lined path leading south, and there is a single sign posted: NO TRESPASSING As the Garou climb out of whatever vehicle they came in, set their feet on the ground and take their first breath of night air, it almost has to seem as though the woods have eyes: something is watching them.

[Administrator]

Brother of the Lost, welcome to Tekakwitha Woods (Now)

[Gut Song]

Whatever vehicles have come wandering up in this direction are given a flash of a figure on the left side of the road: Broad, volume thick clothing, dirty and torn in patches. Sleeves so long they dangle near to the knee. A broad hood hangs and dangles far forward to shroud whatever features exist on the other side, while the slog of garrison boots is steady and of a narrow path, as if the destination in question had already been decided and wariness was the only thing keeping a hitch in his gait. He doesn't turn for vehicles or shift in place, stepping marginally off the side of the road and onto the shoulder, as headlights peel up into his peripheral, waving those within on with the casual flick of a long sleeved arm.

[Face of Death]

Dice Rolled:[ 3 d10 ] 2, 8, 10 (Success x 2 at target 7) Joey's heard the talk of trouble in the woods. It's the main reason she's out here. The other reason, which is also the reason her car is, for once, cruising along around the speed limit, is the changing of the leaves. There are leaves that change in Vegas, mostly on decorative trees in well manicured, well watered lawns. But this is different, and the differences between the lake area of the country and the desert zone fascinate the Rotagar. She finds herself turning down the road, and pulling up to the right side of the main drive, away from the SUV. She steps out of Cassius and locks him down. It's not like her to act on her own, and yet she needs to. She needs to get used to this, needs to know what it means to be without a pack again. She's dressed in jeans and her bomber jacket over her old grey hoody, the hood pulled up to protect her blonde head from the elements, from the chill. There's a button pinned to her collar, the kind kids put on their hats or their bags. It's dark, with the symbol for Earth painted onto its surface. [Go go gadget soak talen!]

[Requiem for the Lost]

Liam didn't have a car anymore. It made getting around a bit difficult at times, but being the resourceful creature that he was, he usually managed in spite of it. Today he'd bummed a ride off of his band manager, insisting without giving much of an explanation that he needed to get out to Tekakwitha Woods. There were rumors circulating about this place. Something... wasn't right. A large black van pulled up to the parking lot, idling as the galliard exchanged a few words with the kinfolk who'd driven him. Then the door opened and Requiem for the Lost jumped out, shutting it behind him with a resounding *whump* before the vehicle drove away. The Gaian was dressed as he usually was, in his dedicated jeans, with a black t-shirt and a leather jacket covering the top half. A cold wind ruffled through his hair, and he reached down and snuggled his hands into his jacket pockets as he looked around. Apparently a couple of the Fenrir had gotten the same idea that he had. Liam gave a friendly nod to Joey, and a somewhat more reserved one to Thomas.

[Ewan Selwyn]

*Ewan's jeep pulled into the parking lot and around. Backing into a space. Parking then powering down. The door opened and he slipped out. Pausing there by the cruiser to look around. Glassy blue eyes taking in the area. Reaching back in he grabbed out a hiking backpack and shouldered it. Tonight he was in sneakers, jeans with a hole in one knee showing the dark gray thermals under. A belt, Long sleeved black tee, covered by a short sleeved green tee. Over it all is an over sized Canadian digital cammo jacket with many pockets. On his head is a black ball cap with gold exclimation point. Sniffing the air, one bony hand slips into a jacket pocket, and he channels some of his spiritual energy into a Bloody bandage. (( 1 Gnosis point to activate Bloody bandage=+3 health levels)) Looking around the parking lot he noticed the other garou. Nodding to them, he broke into motion and heading their direction.*

[Brother of the Lost]

Dice Rolled:[ 2 d10 ] 3, 10 (Success x 1 at target 7) His feet had always been his favorite method of travel. Well, perhaps not his favorite, but as he headed out on the road from the city his own two feet had been more reliable than a hitching thumb. Perhaps it was because of the moon that would soon be crossing the sky. Perhaps they read it in his face or his too intense stare as he hitched his thumb and stared down the cars that passed him by. Perhaps they could feel his Rage coming a touch too close to the surface, tapping at the glass. No matter. Once he was in the trees he was in the clear. The Brown and Grey wolf had better instincts than the Boy anyway. It was the wolf that followed the call of spirits to this place, even though it was the Boy that stepped out of the treeline and onto the parking lot. The bag on his back was held tight to his body. Something needed cleaning here, he'd heard. He'd brought the tools for the job. There was something in the air, the feeling that they were not alone. Boy played at the tangles of twine marked with red clay at his wrist, even while taking note of the other garou that had arrived. (Soak Talen)

[Null Moon]

Some of them can feel it. Not a one of them shares a totem bond with the other, not a one of them can communicate without speaking, can read the other's posture, knows the other's actions before they set about to enact them: some of them are not bound at all, are acting effectively on their own. That doesn't matter. They are out here as warriors of Gaia, as representatives of the Nation. They do not need a totem bond to investigate Bane activity. They congregate, climbing out of muscle cars and vans and Jeeps, not quite familiar but not entirely unfriendly, and as they orient themselves to the environment, that feeling of being watched grows heavier. Not stronger; just thicker. Somewhere along the darkened path, a twig snaps.

[Gut Song]

His first reaction is a guttural sort of thing, flavoured and tinged with the ups and downs of the Jackal's clutch, the Skald stepping up onto the path as the rest have gathered, offering little by way of courtesies to those gathered here at present (Liam receives little more then a sneer and a spitwad at the ground for his nod), followed almost effortlessly by the Skald's casual scan of the area and surroundings. He doesn't offer anything by way of thoughts or speech, regarding the open landscape, cottage and the SUV in the drive way with a bit of distasteful disregard. ...And somewhere in the distance a Twig snaps; his reaction is slower then it might normally be, turning to regard the vicinity from whence it came, gaze narrowing and chin lifting to thrust a homid nose up, an instinctive reaction bled of all humanity. Shoulders hunch, back curves and something akin to a curl begins to form on his lips.

[Face of Death]

Dice Rolled:[ 5 d10 ] 5, 6, 7, 8, 10 (Success x 3 at target 7) [percept + alert]

[Requiem for the Lost]

Dice Rolled:[ 5 d10 ] 1, 6, 6, 7, 10 (Success x 1 at target 7) [Perception+Alertness]

[Brother of the Lost]

Dice Rolled:[ 4 d10 ] 4, 5, 6, 8 (Success x 1 at target 7) [Perc+Alert]

[Gut Song]

Dice Rolled:[ 4 d10 ] 2, 2, 6, 9 (Success x 1 at target 7) (Perception 3 + Alertness 1)

[Ewan Selwyn]

Dice Rolled:[ 7 d10 ] 2, 4, 5, 5, 8, 9, 10 (Success x 3 at target 7) *Ewan frowns a bit. The city was his element. This was not.... the city. Twigs snappin' and .... nature being all. Nature like. He glances left.. right.... behind them, forward... even 'up' before doing anything else. (per+Alert+Totem) Turning slowly his glassy clear blue eyes go to the black SUV That was there when he drove up. A bony finger extended towards it and he raised a brow, glancing to the others to see if it was any of theirs.*

[Null Moon]

to Brother of the Lost, Gut Song, Requiem for the Lost [That sound came from somewhere down the path. The tree line is too congested and the wind too noisy to pick up much else; you have an uneasy feeling, though. Whatever you're looking for, it's around here somewhere.]

[Ewan Selwyn]

*Ewan turned and pointed to the path then touched his ear and nodded. The left hand down by his leg, clenched, his awakened auto revolver appeared in the hand. The spirit eager to kill something. He kept it down by his leg incase any norms popped up or what ever it was coming down the path turned out to be mundane. His voice was soft* Something coming. Big. Fire in the distance...

[Face of Death]

Dice Rolled:[ 5 d10 ] 1, 4, 4, 6, 8 (Success x 1 at target 6) [Curiosity!]

[Face of Death]

Joey recognizes all of them, from one thing or another. Has fought alongside two of them without talking. Has talked to two of them withought fighting alongside them. Liam is greeted with a grin, the others with an almost imperceptible dip of the head. Her hands are shoved into the pockets of her bomber jacket, and her head turns to look down the path. It's too dark to see what's down that way, what danger lurks within those shadows. She turns to the assembled. A shake of her head. She doesn't know any of them well enough to know who's lead to follow. So she forges her own path. Limb lengthen and joints pop and snap. Where once there was a normal athletic young blonde, there is now a great wolf, body covered in iron grey fur, white patches at her cheeks. Her ears swivel forward, pointing down the trail, and she moves slowly toward the path, curious, but not so overwhelmingly so that she simply bolts off into the woods.

[Requiem for the Lost]

Liam hadn't exactly been expecting a polite response from Thomas, so he didn't seem particularly surprised by the other gibbous moon's behavior. Still, there was a definite spark of irritation in the Gaian's brown eyes. It darkened their normally soft appearance and gave him something of a brooding look. He wasn't here to pick a fight, though. He was here to find out if his help was needed, and that took priority. Liam glanced at the unknown SUV... then a twig snapped down the path and his eyes swung instantly in the direction of the sound, like an animal on alert. For a moment he held still, simply listening... then he started forward. Not towards the path, but towards the trees. He slid his arms out of his jacket and pulled the shirt over his head quickly, tossing them both behind a bush to be gathered up later. Then he disappeared into the undergrowth, attempting to make as little noise as possible while he shifted down to lupus.

[Brother of the Lost]

Those too-intense eyes scan the parking lot, then shoot to the sudden sound of a snapping twig. There was something out there. Something was out there. Perhaps something that found them before they could find it. The whole thing had Boy on edge. He bristled visibly, shoulders bunching around his neck as he crosses the parking lot and heads to the one he knew best, which was funny, considering they'd only met about twice. But Joey was a Ragabash. This he knew. And Joey was fast. This he'd seen for himself. Something big was coming, he'd been told. "How Far?" Boy whispered back the Ewan, even as he turned and leaned in to talk address Joey. Or was about to anyway. Instead, he sees the steel grey wolf heading down the path. A moment later, a brown and grey wolf is striding cautiously beside her.

[Gut Song]

...The pipe slides free of his sleeve with an effortless scrap of newly shaved metal over calloused flesh. the length is in excess of the sleeve it emerges from, prompting one to consider the Talisman Rite havin' been used not too long ago. The metal piece, rolls once over the back of his palm, gaze moving out into the darkness, squinting against some inner turmoil of caution and twist of displeasure. Wide open fields, an unseen presence and rumours of the Wyrm touched, were a good combination for a lot of trouble and a lot of dead Gaians. For the first time, the Skald takes a glance around at those gathered here, spying not a single totem bonded. His sneer turns into a flushed face of hard lines and grimness. When Ewan speaks up, his head cants toward the Metis, tilting just enough to grant a curious cadence. His eyes leap back out into the darkness, hopin' to find the image the Glasswalker is speaking of, only to give up a moment later and return to the Garou present. "...It is important we do not get separated" His voice cracks and breaks in the air around them, a pain upon the nerves and hard to dismiss for it, reaching out toward Joey as she floods into another form "...The further apart each of us is, the worse off we are in such open terrain. None of us are bound and that puts us at risk." Lone wolves was not simply a Term for those that chose or were forced to it. It described the Garou who would wander to War, without his fellows. Suicide, Bravery...it had many names. Hopefully this night would not prove the definition. As his words drip free, choked on a breath, his own shape begins to twist and turn, lengthening and growing as flesh expands and fur sprouts in rapid fields and waves, until the Ashen shape of a Crinos form, gripping the length of the metal pole comfortably, stands where Gut~Song once did, moving to settle into place not far back and to Joey's left side.

[Requiem for the Lost]

Dice Rolled:[ 7 d10 ] 3, 3, 3, 3, 5, 7, 7, 10, 10 (Success x 4 at target 6) Re-rolls: 2 [Dex+Stealth+Lupus]

[Null Moon]

Dice Rolled:[ 7 d10 ] 1, 4, 5, 6, 8, 9, 9, 10 (Success x 4 at target 6) Re-rolls: 1 [Doo de doo...]

[Administrator]

Warcry, welcome to Tekakwitha Woods (Now)

[Ewan Selwyn]

*Seing others going ahead and shifting to crinos, there was a pause then Ewan reverted to his breed form. Snapping up into the obsidian furred creature of myth. Tilting his head, he called on the gift of his totem. Activating "Ears of the Bat"*

[Face of Death]

She wasn't moving very fast. Though Laughs in the Face of Death is not renowned throughout the sept for her sense of forethought, for her intelligence, or for her ability to lead, she's not so foolish as to simply barrel ahead without knowing what lies ahead. Gut Song calls out, says they should stay in a group. Joey pauses at the mouth of the trail, looks over her shoulder at the Crinos Skald, tips it up. Come on, then.

[Warcry]

Dice Rolled:[ 2 d10 ] 3, 7 (Success x 1 at target 6) She'd told Joey she wasn't going to come. She had a report to finish for GW.Net or something. She had writing she wanted to do. She had a story to practice telling, a song to sing, toenails to paint, an offer to consider, something...something. Always something. Except now she's here. She changed her mind. She got finished early. Something, something, always something. And she's not in homid. She's in hispo, stepping out of the penumbra near her pack sister, a massive beast with gleaming blue eyes and fur that's mostly the color of charcoal, bits of lighter gray and white and pure black here and there. She's already prepared. [Soak Talen]

[Warcry]

Dice Rolled:[ 4 d10 ] 2, 5, 7, 10 (Success x 2 at target 7) [Perception + Alertness]

[Requiem for the Lost]

Through the trees, the shadow of a wolf crept carefully, silently beside the path, all the while trying to see what it was that may have made that sound. Hos nostrils flared as he scented the air, ears twitching forward. Listening. Watching.

[Ewan Selwyn]

*Ewan whispers out in the high tongue* People, moving single file, foot path just beyond the bend... *he moves then to form up with Laughs and Warcry. Nodding to the ladies*

[Null Moon]

Requiem for the Lost shifts down into his wolf skin and attempts to set off into the woods in search of whatever it is that is shuffling and scuffling about in the dark. He doesn't make a sound that any of them can detect, doesn't breathe heavy or brush into anything or even seem to have a scent... and yet he's been heard. Spin Doctor alerts the rest of the group to the coming people, but Requiem for the Lost is the one who gets the first view of them as they come around the bend: anyone who has ever seen a B-movie about back woods mountain folk has seen these people before. Wearing stained overalls and slack-jawed expressions, there are five tall, giggling males and one hag of a female moving straight for Requiem for the Lost. Half of them have claws protruding from the back of their hands; the other half have fangs that gleam in the half moonlight. The air is different this far from the city, the sky clearer and brighter, but sound doesn't travel as well in the city. "Go awayyy!" the largest of the males bellows, seconds before the group charges Requiem for the Lost. [Iniiits!]

[Requiem for the Lost]

Dice Rolled:[ 1 d10 ] 7 [+9]

[Brother of the Lost]

Dice Rolled:[ 1 d10 ] 9 [+8]

[Ewan Selwyn]

Dice Rolled:[ 1 d10 ] 1 8

[Warcry]

Dice Rolled:[ 1 d10 ] 10 Her massive head and elongated, sharp-toothed muzzle swings this way and that briefly as she re-orients herself to the physical realm. She whuffs at Joey in greeting, glancing at Boy and Ewan and Thomas. She is vaguely aware of Liam up ahead, and then she's aware of something else. Her ears flick forward, then fold back. She snarls quietly in echo to the other Glasswalker, affirmative. She chuffs a breath out, and eyes Liam up ahead. She's scowling, but then, hispo wolves almost always look like they're scowling. She starts walking forward just ahead of the Ragabash to her left, and when they see the Hill Folk come around the bend, she lets out a sharp battlecry of a bark and lunges. [+10]

[Face of Death]

Dice Rolled:[ 1 d10 ] 4 [+10]

[Gut Song]

Dice Rolled:[ 1 d10 ] 1 (Init. 9 +...)

[Null Moon]

Dice Rolled:[ 1 d10 ] 7 [The Waltons, +7]

[Null Moon]

[ROUND ONE -- FIGHT! Sinclair: 20 Boy: 17 Liam: 16 Joey: 14 The Waltons: 14 Thomas: 10 Ewan: 9 Declare in reverse order. Keep declares/rolls to 3 minutes or you'll be skipped. Go go go go!]

[Ewan Selwyn]

*Ewan raises his pistol and fires into the hag's face. Twice. WP on second. 1) Split. Bang/ bang +wp

[Gut Song]

(Reflexive: Resist Pain 1 WP Split action: Charge across the distance/Pipe slap the Hag. Rage 1: Pipe slap the Hag again.)

[Null Moon]

[Jim-Bob Split Action: Claw/Claw Liam. Rage Action: Claw Liam 'gain! Ben Split Action: Cross Distance/Claw Joey. Rage Action: Claw Joey 'gain! Jason Split Action: Cross Distance/Claw Boy. Rage Action: Claw Boy 'gain! John Boy Split Action: Cross Distance: Claw Sinclair. Rage Action: Claw Sinclair 'gain! Olivia Split Action: Cross Distance/Claw Thomas. Rage Action: Claw Thomas 'gain! John Split Action: Cross Distance/Claw Ewan. Rage Action: Claw Ewan 'gain!]

[Face of Death]

[1WP activate RP split: get to the Waltons/bite whoever Warcry's attacking R: Bite again!]

[Requiem for the Lost]

[Declare: Split Dodge/Dodge Rage: Call of the Wyld]

[Brother of the Lost]

[Declare! 1 WP: Activate Resist Pain 1 Rage: Snapshift Crinos 1a: Close on The Waltons 1b: Takedown Jason from Rear R1: Bite Jason]

[Warcry]

[reflexive: -1wp, active resist pain 1a. move behind waltons 1b. bite ben r1: bite ben again]

[Warcry]

Dice Rolled:[ 8 d10 ] 1, 3, 3, 4, 6, 7, 7, 9 (Success x 6 at target 3) [Bite Ben! Dex + Brawl -3 (split) // -2 diff (rear attack)]

[Warcry]

Dice Rolled:[ 14 d10 ] 1, 2, 3, 4, 4, 4, 4, 5, 6, 7, 7, 8, 8, 9 (Success x 5 at target 6) [Damage: Str + Hispo + Suxx -1]

[Null Moon]

Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 1, 6, 6, 8, 8, 10 (Success x 4 at target 6) [Ben Soak!]

[Brother of the Lost]

Dice Rolled:[ 3 d10 ] 3, 3, 6 (Success x 1 at target 5) [Crinos Dex+Brawl -3 for split, -2 diff for rear]

[Brother of the Lost]

Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 2, 2, 3, 6, 8, 10 (Success x 3 at target 6) [Dex+Ath to stay up]

[Null Moon]

Dice Rolled:[ 7 d10 ] 3, 5, 7, 8, 8, 9, 9 (Success x 5 at target 7) [Jason Athletics+Dexterity: Stay Up!]

[Brother of the Lost]

Dice Rolled:[ 7 d10 ] 2, 3, 3, 4, 5, 10, 10 (Success x 2 at target 6) Crinos Strength +1

[Null Moon]

Dice Rolled:[ 3 d10 ] 3, 8, 8 (Success x 2 at target 6) [Jason Soak!]

[Face of Death]

Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 1, 2, 4, 5, 6, 9 (Success x 2 at target 5) [bite Ben: dex + 1 (Twister) + brawl -3 (split)]

[Face of Death]

Dice Rolled:[ 9 d10 ] 2, 2, 2, 2, 3, 5, 7, 7, 9 (Success x 3 at target 6) [damage: str + 1 (Twister) +3 (hispo) +2 +1]

[Null Moon]

Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 2, 3, 4, 7, 7, 9 (Success x 3 at target 6) [Ben Soak!]

[Null Moon]

Dice Rolled:[ 4 d10 ] 5, 6, 9, 10 (Success x 3 at target 6) [John Second Split Action: Brawl+Dexterity: Claw Ewan. -3 pool (split).]

[Null Moon]

Dice Rolled:[ 7 d10 ] 1, 2, 4, 5, 5, 6, 6 (Success x 1 at target 6) [Damage: Strength +2 (claw) +2 (suxx).] [A]

[Null Moon]

[Olivia Second Split Action: Brawl+Dexterity: Claw Thomas. -3 pool (split).]

[Ewan Selwyn]

Dice Rolled:[ 7 d10 ] 2, 2, 2, 4, 5, 9, 10 (Success x 2 at target 6) soak

[Null Moon]

Dice Rolled:[ 4 d10 ] 2, 3, 6, 10 (Success x 2 at target 6) [Whoops!]

[Null Moon]

Dice Rolled:[ 5 d10 ] 5, 8, 9, 9, 9 (Success x 4 at target 6) [Damage: Strength +2 (claw) +1 (suxx).] [A]

[Null Moon]

Dice Rolled:[ 4 d10 ] 1, 5, 9, 10 (Success x 1 at target 6) [John Boy Second Split Action: Brawl+Dexterity: Claw Sinclair. -3 pool (split).]

[Null Moon]

Dice Rolled:[ 5 d10 ] 4, 4, 5, 6, 6 (Success x 2 at target 6) [Damage: Strength +2 (claw) +0] [A]

[Warcry]

Dice Rolled:[ 7 d10 ] 1, 2, 2, 4, 6, 9, 10 (Success x 2 at target 6) [Soak +1 FUCK YOUR MOTHER]

[Gut Song]

Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 1, 2, 5, 5, 9, 9 (Success x 1 at target 6) (Soak)

[Null Moon]

Dice Rolled:[ 4 d10 ] 2, 7, 8, 10 (Success x 3 at target 6) [Jason Second Split Action: Brawl+Dexterity: Claw Boy. -3 pool (split).]

[Null Moon]

Dice Rolled:[ 7 d10 ] 1, 1, 4, 4, 6, 10, 10 (Success x 1 at target 6) [Damage: Strength +2 (claw) +2 (suxx).] [A]

[Brother of the Lost]

Dice Rolled:[ 8 d10 ] 1, 2, 6, 10, 10, 10, 10, 10 (Success x 5 at target 6) Soak: LIKE A BAWS!

[Null Moon]

Dice Rolled:[ 5 d10 ] 1, 2, 4, 7, 10 (Success x 1 at target 6) [Jim Bob First Split Action: Brawl+Dexterity: Claw Liam. -2 pool (split).]

[Requiem for the Lost]

Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 2, 4, 4, 5, 6, 8 (Success x 2 at target 6) [Dex+Dodge -2]

[Null Moon]

Dice Rolled:[ 4 d10 ] 1, 2, 8, 9 (Success x 1 at target 6) [Jim Bob Second Split Action: Brawl+Dexterity: Claw Liam. -3 pool (split).]

[Requiem for the Lost]

Dice Rolled:[ 5 d10 ] 3, 3, 5, 7, 8 (Success x 2 at target 6) [And again, -3]

[Gut Song]

Dice Rolled:[ 5 d10 ] 1, 2, 4, 9, 10 (Success x 1 at target 5) (Second split: Pipe slap. Dex 5 + Melee 3. - 3 dice)

[Gut Song]

Dice Rolled:[ 7 d10 ] 1, 3, 7, 7, 8, 9, 9 (Success x 4 at target 6) (Str 6 + 1 Club)

[Null Moon]

Dice Rolled:[ 2 d10 ] 4, 9 (Success x 1 at target 6) [Olivia Soak!]

[Ewan Selwyn]

Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 3, 3, 5, 7, 7, 9, 10, 10 (Success x 5 at target 6) Re-rolls: 2 First split shot. Hag's face Dex+Firearms -2 (first split)

[Ewan Selwyn]

Dice Rolled:[ 10 d10 ] 3, 3, 3, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 10, 10 (Success x 7 at target 6) damage 6+4 non dodged

[Null Moon]

Dice Rolled:[ 2 d10 ] 2, 5 (Failure at target 6) [Olivia Nooo I want to liiive!]

[Ewan Selwyn]

Dice Rolled:[ 5 d10 ] 5, 6, 6, 7, 8 (Success x 6 at target 5) [WP] (( changing target to guy attacking him. +1 diff. -2 for point blank range =-1 diff Dex+firearms -3 with willpower declaired before

[Ewan Selwyn]

Dice Rolled:[ 11 d10 ] 1, 2, 2, 3, 7, 7, 9, 10, 10, 10, 10 (Success x 6 at target 6) Damage 6+5

[Null Moon]

Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 1, 1, 1, 6, 8, 9 (Failure at target 6) [John Soak!]

[Warcry]

Dice Rolled:[ 11 d10 ] 1, 3, 3, 4, 4, 5, 5, 5, 7, 7, 8 (Success x 9 at target 3) [Rage Bite Ben: Dex + Brawl // -2 Diff (rear attack)]

[Warcry]

Dice Rolled:[ 17 d10 ] 1, 2, 2, 2, 2, 3, 3, 3, 4, 4, 5, 5, 6, 8, 8, 8, 8 (Success x 4 at target 6) [Damage!]

[Null Moon]

Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 1, 5, 7, 8, 9, 9 (Success x 3 at target 6) [Ben Soak!]

[Brother of the Lost]

Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 1, 1, 1, 8, 8, 10 (Failure at target 5) [Bite! Dex+Brawl]

[Requiem for the Lost]

Dice Rolled:[ 8 d10 ] 1, 1, 2, 3, 4, 4, 8, 9 (Failure at target 6) [Stamina+Empathy for Call of the Wyld]

[Face of Death]

Dice Rolled:[ 9 d10 ] 1, 1, 2, 2, 5, 8, 9, 10, 10 (Success x 3 at target 5) [bite Ben: dex + brawl]

[Face of Death]

Dice Rolled:[ 10 d10 ] 2, 3, 4, 5, 5, 6, 6, 7, 8, 8 (Success x 5 at target 6) [damage]

[Null Moon]

Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 4, 4, 8, 8, 8, 10 (Success x 4 at target 6) [Ben Ow, bitch!]

[Null Moon]

Dice Rolled:[ 7 d10 ] 3, 4, 4, 4, 6, 6, 9 (Success x 3 at target 6) [John Rage Action: Brawl+Dexterity: Claw Ewan.]

[Null Moon]

Dice Rolled:[ 7 d10 ] 1, 1, 1, 2, 6, 8, 8 (Failure at target 6) [Damage: Strength +2 (claw) +2 (suxx).] [A]

[Null Moon]

Dice Rolled:[ 7 d10 ] 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 9, 10 (Success x 4 at target 6) [John Boy Rage Action: Brawl+Dexterity: Claw Sinclair.]

[Null Moon]

Dice Rolled:[ 8 d10 ] 2, 4, 6, 8, 8, 8, 9, 10 (Success x 6 at target 6) [Damage: Strength +2 (claw) +3 (suxx).] [A]

[Warcry]

Dice Rolled:[ 7 d10 ] 3, 4, 4, 6, 7, 7, 10 (Success x 4 at target 6) [Soak +1]

[Null Moon]

Dice Rolled:[ 7 d10 ] 1, 1, 2, 4, 7, 8, 9 (Success x 1 at target 6) [Jason Rage Action: Brawl+Dexterity: Claw Boy.]

[Null Moon]

Dice Rolled:[ 5 d10 ] 4, 5, 6, 6, 7 (Success x 3 at target 6) [Damage: Strength +2 (claw) +0] [A]

[Brother of the Lost]

Dice Rolled:[ 8 d10 ] 1, 3, 4, 5, 6, 6, 8, 10 (Success x 3 at target 6) [Soak!]

[Null Moon]

Dice Rolled:[ 7 d10 ] 3, 4, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 (Success x 3 at target 6) [Jim Bob Rage Action: Brawl+Dexterity: Claw Liam.]

[Null Moon]

Dice Rolled:[ 7 d10 ] 1, 2, 2, 3, 5, 7, 9 (Success x 1 at target 6) [Damage: Strength +2 (claw) +2 (suxx).] [A]

[Requiem for the Lost]

Dice Rolled:[ 5 d10 ] 2, 2, 2, 6, 8 (Success x 2 at target 6) [soak!]

[Gut Song]

Dice Rolled:[ 8 d10 ] 1, 4, 4, 5, 5, 5, 6, 10 (Failure at target 8) (Changing Target to Jason attacking Boy: Dex 5 + Melee 3. Sweep attack on Jason's legs. Diff 8 + 1 for Changing Actions - 1 for Rear attack. Diff 8. C'mon you Ugly S.O.B...)

[Null Moon]

[Ye Olde Damage Tally Sinclair: 2A Thomas: 3A Everyone Else: OK Olivia: Incap John: 6L Ben: 2A John Boy: OK Jason: OK Jim-Bob: OK ROUND TWO -- FIGHT! Sinclair Boy Liam Joey The Waltons Thomas Ewan Go go go go!]

[Ewan Selwyn]

( Reflexive. 1 wp for resist pain, 1 rage spent 1) Split, Bite Paw's face/ bite paw's face 2) Shoot closest 'still standing' deliverance boy

[Gut Song]

(Initial Action: Pipe Choke-Grapple on Jason. Rage 1: Bite Jason's head)

[Null Moon]

[YEW KILLED MAW! Jim-Bob Split Action: Claw/Claw Liam. Rage Action: Claw Liam 'gain. Ben Split Action: Claw Joey/Close Distance. Rage Action: Claw Ewan. Jason Split Action: Claw/Claw Thomas. Rage Action: Claw Thomas 'gain. John Boy Split Action: Claw Sinclair/Close Distance. Rage Action: Claw Ewan. John Split Action: Claw/Claw Ewan. Rage Action: Claw Ewan.]

[Face of Death]

[split: get behind Ben/bite! +WP]

[Requiem for the Lost]

[Declare: Reflexive - Activate RP, snap-shift to Hispo Split Bite/Bite Jim-Bob Rage: Bite Jim-Bob again]

[Brother of the Lost]

[Declare! 1a: Claw Jason's eyes out (called shot?) 1b: Claw Jason's eyes out R1: Bite Jason]

[Warcry]

[1a. hamstring ben 1b. bite ben (WP) r1. blind john boy]

[Warcry]

Dice Rolled:[ 9 d10 ] 2, 2, 3, 4, 4, 5, 5, 7, 7, 10 (Success x 3 at target 6) Re-rolls: 1 [1a. hamstring ben: dex + brawl -2 (split) // diff 8, -2 for rear attack]

[Warcry]

Dice Rolled:[ 11 d10 ] 2, 3, 3, 5, 5, 6, 6, 7, 8, 8, 9 (Success x 6 at target 6) [damage]

[Null Moon]

Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 5, 6, 7, 7, 8, 10 (Success x 5 at target 6) [Ben Holy COW I'm totally going so fast... AW, FUCK!]

[Warcry]

Dice Rolled:[ 8 d10 ] 1, 1, 3, 5, 5, 5, 6, 6, 10, 10, 10 (Success x 8 at target 3) [WP] Re-rolls: 3 [1b. biting ben: dex + brawl -3 (split) // -2 diff (back attack)]

[Null Moon]

Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 1, 2, 6, 6, 7, 10 (Success x 3 at target 6) [Ben Hey what the fuck are you kids doing on MY fucking lawn!]

[Warcry]

Dice Rolled:[ 10 d10 ] 1, 2, 4, 4, 4, 5, 6, 6, 7, 7 (Success x 3 at target 6) [damage! part 1]

[Warcry]

Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 1, 2, 3, 3, 8, 10 (Success x 1 at target 6) [damage! part 2]

[Brother of the Lost]

Dice Rolled:[ 4 d10 ] 3, 4, 7, 10 (Success x 1 at target 8) [DON'T YOU LOOK AT ME! (+2 Diff for called shot)] HAIL KAHSEENO!

[Brother of the Lost]

Dice Rolled:[ 9 d10 ] 4, 4, 5, 5, 7, 8, 8, 9, 9 (Success x 5 at target 6) [Crinos Strength +2 for called shot]

[Null Moon]

Dice Rolled:[ 3 d10 ] 2, 2, 10 (Success x 1 at target 6) [Jason Soak!]

[Brother of the Lost]

Dice Rolled:[ 3 d10 ] 3, 9, 9 (Success x 2 at target 8) [YOU'RE STILL LOOKING AT ME! (Second Claw)] HAIL KAHSEENO! MOST WOND'ROUS OF DEITIES!

[Brother of the Lost]

Dice Rolled:[ 5 d10 ] 5, 6, 6, 7, 7 (Success x 4 at target 6) DAMAGE! pt1

[Brother of the Lost]

Dice Rolled:[ 5 d10 ] 1, 5, 6, 8, 10 (Success x 2 at target 6) DAMAGE! pt2

[Null Moon]

Dice Rolled:[ 3 d10 ] 3, 5, 7 (Success x 1 at target 6) [Jason Nooo I want to liiiiive!]

[Requiem for the Lost]

Dice Rolled:[ 7 d10 ] 4, 4, 5, 7, 7, 8, 10 (Success x 5 at target 5) [Dex+Brawl -2 - Bitin' Jim-Bob]

[Requiem for the Lost]

Dice Rolled:[ 12 d10 ] 1, 3, 3, 3, 3, 3, 6, 6, 7, 9, 9, 9 (Success x 5 at target 6) [Str+2+4]

[Null Moon]

Dice Rolled:[ 3 d10 ] 4, 6, 8 (Success x 2 at target 6) [Jim Bob Soak!]

[Requiem for the Lost]

Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 1, 1, 3, 6, 8, 8 (Success x 1 at target 5) [Dex+Brawl -3 - Bitin' him again]

[Requiem for the Lost]

Dice Rolled:[ 8 d10 ] 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 8, 9, 10 (Success x 6 at target 6) [Str+2]

[Null Moon]

Dice Rolled:[ 3 d10 ] 2, 2, 7 (Success x 1 at target 6) [Jim Bob Nooo I want to liiive!]

[Face of Death]

Dice Rolled:[ 7 d10 ] 1, 1, 2, 2, 5, 6, 9 (Success x 1 at target 4) [1a: bite Ben: dex + brawl - 2 (split), -2 diff (immobilized) +1 diff (changing actions)]

[Face of Death]

Dice Rolled:[ 8 d10 ] 1, 1, 1, 4, 5, 5, 9, 10 (Failure at target 6) [damage]

[Face of Death]

Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 1, 1, 2, 3, 6, 7 (Success x 2 at target 3) [WP] [1b: bite Ben again!: dex + brawl -3, +WP]

[Face of Death]

Dice Rolled:[ 9 d10 ] 1, 1, 4, 6, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 (Success x 4 at target 6) [damage]

[Null Moon]

Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 2, 2, 5, 5, 7, 9 (Success x 2 at target 6) [Ben Nooo I want to liiiive!]

[Null Moon]

Dice Rolled:[ 5 d10 ] 4, 5, 5, 6, 7 (Success x 2 at target 6) [John First Split Action: Brawl+Dexterity: Claw Ewan. -2 pool (split).]

[Null Moon]

Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 1, 1, 3, 4, 7, 10 (Failure at target 6) [Damage: Strength +2 (claw) +1 (suxx).] [A]

[Null Moon]

Dice Rolled:[ 4 d10 ] 4, 5, 5, 9 (Success x 1 at target 6) [John Second Split Action: Brawl+Dexterity: Claw Ewan. -3 pool (split).]

[Null Moon]

Dice Rolled:[ 5 d10 ] 1, 3, 3, 4, 9 (Failure at target 6) [Damage: Strength +2 (claw) +0] [A]

[Null Moon]

Dice Rolled:[ 5 d10 ] 1, 2, 3, 6, 10 (Success x 1 at target 6) [John Boy First Split Action: Brawl+Dexterity: Claw Sinclair. -2 pool (split).]

[Null Moon]

Dice Rolled:[ 5 d10 ] 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 (Botch x 1 at target 6) [Damage: Strength +2 (claw) +0] [A]

[Gut Song]

Dice Rolled:[ 8 d10 ] 2, 2, 3, 5, 5, 6, 6, 6 (Success x 5 at target 5) (Initial Action: Close distance on John.)

[Ewan Selwyn]

Dice Rolled:[ 7 d10 ] 2, 3, 5, 7, 7, 7, 8, 10, 10 (Success x 7 at target 5) Re-rolls: 2 bite dex+Brawl-2=7 diff 5

[Ewan Selwyn]

Dice Rolled:[ 14 d10 ] 1, 1, 2, 3, 3, 5, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 9, 10, 10 (Success x 5 at target 6) str+1+6

[Null Moon]

Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 2, 3, 6, 7, 8, 9 (Success x 4 at target 6) [John Nooo I want to liiiive!]

[Ewan Selwyn]

Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 1, 2, 3, 6, 7, 7, 10 (Success x 3 at target 5) Re-rolls: 1

[Ewan Selwyn]

Dice Rolled:[ 10 d10 ] 1, 1, 3, 3, 5, 7, 9, 9, 9, 10 (Success x 3 at target 6) dam

[Ewan Selwyn]

Dice Rolled:[ 17 d10 ] 1, 1, 1, 3, 4, 4, 4, 5, 6, 6, 7, 7, 7, 8, 9, 9, 10 (Success x 6 at target 6)

[Null Moon]

Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 1, 2, 3, 6, 7, 9 (Success x 2 at target 6) [John Good night, Pa!]

[Warcry]

Dice Rolled:[ 11 d10 ] 2, 3, 3, 3, 5, 7, 9, 9, 9, 9, 9 (Success x 5 at target 8) [r1: blind john-boy. dex + brawl // +2 diff (targeted)]

[Warcry]

Dice Rolled:[ 12 d10 ] 1, 2, 4, 4, 5, 6, 6, 7, 7, 8, 9, 10 (Success x 6 at target 6) [damage!]

[Null Moon]

Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 1, 1, 1, 5, 6, 6 (Failure at target 6) [John Boy! Give him the stick!]

[Brother of the Lost]

Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 1, 2, 3, 4, 7, 10 (Success x 1 at target 5) [Rage Action: Bite John Boy]

[Brother of the Lost]

Dice Rolled:[ 8 d10 ] 1, 2, 3, 5, 8, 10, 10, 10 (Success x 3 at target 6) Damage

[Null Moon]

Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 1, 2, 4, 7, 8, 8 (Success x 2 at target 6) [John Boy DON'T give him the stick!]

[Requiem for the Lost]

Dice Rolled:[ 18 d10 ] 1, 2, 3, 3, 3, 4, 4, 5, 6, 6, 6, 6, 7, 7, 8, 8, 10, 10 (Success x 9 at target 6) [Auto-hit, weeee: Str+2+9]

[Null Moon]

Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 4, 5, 5, 8, 9, 10 (Success x 3 at target 6) [John Boy OHHHHHHHHH!!]

[Gut Song]

(Using Rage action to insta-shift to Lupus.)

[Administrator]

snail, welcome to Tekakwitha Woods (Now)

[Ewan Selwyn]

(( Holding last action sso he doesn't accidently kill their interrogation))

[Null Moon]

The two groups are upon each other in a matter of heartbeats. Warcry is the fastest of the dozen bodies clogging the winding dirt path. It's entirely possible that during the daylight hours this path is calming, that it's peaceful, that the changing of the leaves and the rustling of the breeze through the underbrush grants the mind a touch of tranquility, but tonight it seems oppressive, like this fight is occurring in a tunnel. The Hispo Glass Walker charges one of the largest of the younger Hill Folk, her teeth scratching his arm but failing to do any real damage; Brother of the Lost is on her tail, lumbering in his war form behind one of the smaller creatures, pushing him from behind but failing to take him down or bruise him. Warcry's loyal packsister joins the fray, leaping at her Alpha's chosen foe and chomping at his torso. He slips away from her jaws while the family of Fomori runs into the Garou seemingly full force. The patriarch, the largest and most vile-looking of the lot, swipes a claw at the gun-wielding male Glass Walker while the lone female claws at Gut Song, who comes away from the encounter with a trio of lacerations on his shoulder. A straw-haired and gap-toothed youth joins the female, but his claws seem to just bounce off of Warcry's pelt. The smaller creature wheels on Brother of the Lost, swiping a claw that fails to do so much as dent the Uktena. Requiem for the Lost deftly jumps away from two swipes from a beanpole of a man, and Gut Song slams his previously-acquired pipe into the face of the matriarch, sending teeth and blood falling to the pathway. She reaches up to palpate her face, the pain seeming to surprise her, and moves to lunge at her attacker. A single shot from Spin Doctor blows the back of her head out and drops her in a twitching, bleeding heap on the ground at Gut Song's feet. A second shot blows half of the patriarch's face off, but he hardly seems to feel it. The battle quickly takes a turn after that. Requiem for the Lost looses an ineffective whimper of a howl that only causes the Hill Folk to chortle, but it makes no difference. For a moment it seems as though they are going to make no headway, both sides throwing claws and taking bites that fail to draw blood or crunch bone, and then. Warcry tears the ever loving life out of the largest boy's hamstring, tendons and muscles snapping beneath her death-like grip, and he face plants, hysterical grunts and cries leaving his throat as he starts to haul himself away from the fight, up the path. She is on him again in a second, nipping at his back, while Brother of the Lost takes his brother's head off in halves, first the top spilling gray matter and blood and the second sending his jaw and the rest of him collapsing to the ground. Requiem for the Lost rends his opponent in two, tearing him apart at the midsection, while Face of Death attempts to throat the crawling young man. The patriarch's time seems to have come to a halt as he tries and fails twice to end the creature that killed his wife. First one shot drops him to the ground, and the second takes off what's left of his face. A concerned effort by Warcry, Brother of the Lost and Requiem for the lost ends the life of one of the largest boys, and in the aftermath, there is stillness in the form of ringing ears and lungs fighting for breath. And the largest of the boys is still hauling himself away, taloned hands clawing for dirt to haul himself along. He gets himself to his hands and knees and begins to literally crawl for freedom, leaving behind the tattered ruins of his twisted family.

[Gut Song]

Dice Rolled:[ 5 d10 ] 1, 3, 4, 4, 5 It's as if the twitching shape of the last living creature is of no consequence and truly he isn't. There was a kill there waiting to be claimed and it was not Thomas' to take. He creeps down into his Lupus shape, dusting free a warbling growl as the pain begins to settle back into place around his lacerated and bloody shoulder. A vague limp appears in his step as he hobbles, favouring his left forepaw while approaching Olivia, one of the most intact of the bodies present. ...A rolling grunt travels the circuit of his maw, lips quivering beneath ashen gray fur and nose flicking out to sniff at the air around the bodiy, trying to recall something. Feel for something around the mouth, where bloody and shards of teeth collect. There were rumours somewhere. Distant and cold but... (Intelligence + Garou Lore. Jamie sets the difficulty)

[Warcry]

Dice Rolled:[ 11 d10 ] 1, 1, 2, 3, 4, 4, 6, 7, 8, 9, 9, 10 (Success x 7 at target 3) Re-rolls: 1 The third Galliard in this group does not yet howl for glory, or delight, as she so often does after a battle. She lunges for the last member of the disgusting fomori family, the one whose leg she nearly tore off, [dex + brawl, -2 diff for partial immobilization]

[Warcry]

Dice Rolled:[ 10 d10 ] 2, 3, 4, 5, 5, 5, 6, 9, 9, 10 (Success x 4 at target 6) [damage 1]

[Warcry]

Dice Rolled:[ 5 d10 ] 2, 6, 7, 7, 10 (Success x 4 at target 6) [damage 2]

[Warcry]

...and tears his head off instead. And spits it out.

[Ewan Selwyn]

*Ewan pauses and turns his head slowly. Letting his Sonar take in the woods around them. Searching for any more attackers, or the like in the darkness. As he does, he calmly reloads the awakened auto revolver. He checks down the path, behind them. Too the left, to the right... and of course.. "UP".*

[Gut Song]

...A rolling snap of jaws and teeth rake out at the air around him, as Lupus paws carry him away from the Hag's body and toward the edge of the treeline a small ways from the path. Lupus eyes settle on the house nearby, jaws sliding open and tongue lolling outward, a pant dripping saliva off and into the grassy bed of the floor.

[Brother of the Lost]

He huffed, he puffed, he stared at his hands red from claw to palm like a child playing in paint. And for some reason he shows the others, playing his palms and turning in a circle as if to say 'Look. Look what I have done. Is it not grand?' And all the while he huffed, and he puffed, and he fought back the urge to howl. Because, after all, they didn't know what else was in these woods. "We should scout." He grunts in the high tongue, and the piercing eyes of his crinos form fall to Joey, and then to his pack sister, before moving back to Ewan. "You said there was a fire ahead. There could be more of them."

[Ewan Selwyn]

*Ewans words came out in the high tongue, but soft, just for their garou ears* ~HT~ Scanning woods now with sonar.....

[Ewan Selwyn]

*Then softly in High tongue when his scan is done* I'm not picking any more up in the woods.... *Nodding ahead to the path they came from* Perhaps if we back track their trail... *Closing the revolver he moved forward to join the others*

[Face of Death]

Laughs in the Face of Death watches her packsister tear off after the last enemy. When the fomor's head is ripped from its shoulders, the Rotagar prances in place, lets out a low yip of delight. They are, quite literally, not out of the woods yet, and she does not want to alert the makers of the fire to the party of wolves. They succeeded. Though only two of them were packed, the group of warriors laid waste their opponents. For now. Brother of the Lost says that they should scout, and looks to Joey, as if this were the Rotagar's duty. To follow the lead of a Philodox she hardly knows. Her ears prick forward, and she tips her head to the side, a look of pure canine curiosity on her Hispo face. And she looks to Warcry, because they are still bound together. The Galliard is still her alpha.

[Requiem for the Lost]

Well, so much for scouting ahead. Sometimes, plans just didn't work out as you intended them to. Despite Liam's careful creeping through the woods, the hill folk had spotted him. If the other garou hadn't run forward of their own accord, then he'd likely have had a rather unpleasant situation on his hands. In the end, there wasn't much left of any of the fomor besides scattered, mauled body parts. Warcry took care of the last one as Liam trotted out onto the path to join the others. For a moment he glanced at Brother of the Lost, rolling his head to the side as if he found the Uktena's behavior a bit comical. Then he looked back and forth between Ewan and the others, waiting to see what the plan was going to be.

[Warcry]

As the others look around, sniff around, speak, Sinclair stands over the headless corpse that tried repeatedly to claw at Joey. Blood drips off the fur of her muzzle, flicks across the ground as her head swings up and around. She looks for the other five, including the Gaian who was rushed first by the hillfolk. She remains in hispo, unforgivably large. Time slowed down for her during that fight. It took longer, in her mind, than it really did. For all she knows, the others are dead. Her sides move in and out steadily with each breath, but she does not pant. Her breath steams. The blood steams. And then goes cold. Sinclair does not howl now: they are in an area where mortals camp, hike, picnic. Not right now, not this moment, but she's wary. She roared once, lunging into battle at the beginning, but she's silent now. Even her footsteps are nearly silent as she pads forward and faces the others. She flicks her ears this way and that, then addresses all of them. I am the Alpha of the only pack to have more than one wolf here. I am the tribal representative of the Glass Walkers to Maelstrom. I ask for your submission. Her words are augmented, all low snarls and growls, chuffs and barks, by her posture. She is tall, strong, and stands as though on untouchably level ground. Her eyes all but glow blue in the half-moon's light.

[Brother of the Lost]

A quick tongue dashes out, running the length on both sides of the Crinos's muzzle. He towers still over the hispo's shoulders, but just barely. Just enough to look down with those hungrily curious, wide, and dark eyes. The first lesson in leadership is knowing when to follow. Someone told him that once. They might as well have told him every day. The crinos, all muscle under brown and grey swatches of fur, chuffs once, and reaches forward on all fours, powerful limbs carrying it over the ground, but lower than Warcry.

[Gut Song]

The Lupus Skald is halfway to climbing to four feet once more when Sinclair makes a declaration of dominance. Her body language is not all visible but the air is charged and brings him around toward the Glasswalker with a feral warp to his tone. A low growl rolls off his tongue, tinged with the crackle of the Jackal's voice. The Glasswalkers carry no quarter within the forests. Every Garou knows as such. You're Alpha of your pack and that is all. Neither of those facts earn you submission, Warcry~yuf His jaws rake out at the air clapping toward the House nearby, the fire licking a soft glow through the break in the trees behind him. If the others would follow you then that is their submission to give but you and yours are bound where we are not. You and those who would trust to that bond should move to look to the den And then his attention finally around toward the Fire. While the rest of us follow another to the Two Leg's Fire

[Ewan Selwyn]

*Ewan looked over to Warcry. Listened and both points seemed to work for him. After a moment he bowed his crinos head to Warcry. Held it for an extra moment, showing his submission to her in this event. Waiting for her to call the play. He was an Alpha as well but much like Boy's thoughts, his first training had been to follow, and he still did when situations required it.*

[Requiem for the Lost]

Whatever we decide to do, we should do it now and stop wasting time with displays of dominance. Requiem for the Lost stepped forward, flicking his ears back and ducking his head low in front of Warcry for a brief moment. A simple, quick acknowledgment. Whatever she decided, if it seemed sound, he'd follow.

[Face of Death]

Joey moves to stand beside and a little behind her alpha, jaw dropped and tongue lolling in a wolf smile. Until Gut Song growls. The mouth snaps shut, and she regards the Skald with head tilted to the side. We should stay as a group. This was your counsel, Skald. If we work together, we will be victorious. Glorious. I would follow Warcry even if she was not my alpha. They could take it as they willed. Joey is lower in rank than all of them, practically a cub.

[Warcry]

Warcry, for the most part, ignores Thomas. Her ears fold back at the sound of his extra-shrill, extra-whining bars and rumbles, as though they irritate too much for her to hear at full. She does not lean over and lick Boy, but she does bump her head against his arm. It feels like acceptance, and her tail wags slightly. The same goes when Ewan inclines his head: she does not nuzzle the Ahroun, but gives a tiny howl, an appreciative sound issuing from her throat. She snarls at Liam, though: It is not a display. It is stupid to go into battle knowingly without a leader. But he ducks, and if allowed, she moves a bit closer to Liam, shoulders touching. Joey's addition just makes her tail wag a big more, and then turns to Thomas. Do you submit?

[Ewan Selwyn]

*After she acknoleged his submission, Ewan turned and picked up the hiker's back pack that had fallen off when he shifted. Opening it with his claws he plucked out a monacle and put it up to his crinos eye. Looking ahead at the house (?) and for the fire(?) if he can see such. The image intensification helping to look ahead while command structure was cemented*

[Gut Song]

There is an odd shift in Gut~Song's demeanour, regarding Joey, head tilting and ears flicking back along his scalp. The teeth seem to melt back behind his lips briefly and an odd flicker of his head ducking comes, even if his eyes meet hers, unflinching. She is your alpha, Death~yuf and with that comes trust. Devotion. She is not mine and out of her territory, despite her strength in war. To hold faith in her orders would be blind and unwise. And then back 'round on Sinclair, lips folding back to reveal teeth once more, hackles dancing into view ears once more settling over his skull as he leans his weight forward on the injured shoulder, blood flow increasing through the mat of the fur. I gave answer to that already, Warcry~yuf.

[Requiem for the Lost]

Following someone wasn't the same as submission, but it was a moot and unnecessary point to try and make at this point in time. His ego wasn't so great that he needed to slow down a mission to have an argument. His response had been mostly in reference to Gut Song's refusal, in any case, and this was even more evident now when he suddenly turned on the Fenrir and leapt forward, giving a loud snap of his jaws. ENOUGH! We do not have time for this. Help, or leave!

[Brother of the Lost]

"Enough." He snarls suddenly, hind claws raking and kicking at the ground in anxious frustration. "The packless can go with his pack. There is a task here and we are formed. What are your orders, Warcry-yuf?"

[Warcry]

Dice Rolled:[ 1 d10 ] 7 [+10]

[Gut Song]

Dice Rolled:[ 1 d10 ] 3 (10 +...)

[Requiem for the Lost]

Dice Rolled:[ 1 d10 ] 7 [+9]

[Ewan Selwyn]

*Ewan looks to Boy and moves over. Speaking softly* ~HT~ Can you throw me, "Up" please. As high as you can. *he pointed straight up. If Boy agrees, Ewan shifts to Lupus*

[Face of Death]

Dice Rolled:[ 1 d10 ] 2 [+10]

[Brother of the Lost]

Dice Rolled:[ 1 d10 ] 8 [+7]

[Gut Song]

(Rage shift to Crinos. Split Action: Dodge/Jaw Lock)

[Ewan Selwyn]

(( oh if Boy is gettin in the fight.. Delete llast post*

[Face of Death]

[block Boy/block Liam]

[Gut Song]

(Rage shift to Crinos. Split Action: Dodge (wp)/Jaw Lock)

[Brother of the Lost]

Declare: Sweep Gut Song

[Requiem for the Lost]

[Declare: get out of the way, since Thomas is attacking Sinclair]

[Warcry]

[1a. move behind thomas 1b. hamstring thomas (claw) 1c. bite thomas +wp]

[Warcry]

Dice Rolled:[ 7 d10 ] 3, 6, 6, 7, 8, 9, 9, 10 (Success x 7 at target 6) Re-rolls: 1 [1b. dex + brawl -4 (split) // diff 8, -2 diff (rear)]

[Warcry]

Dice Rolled:[ 7 d10 ] 2, 7, 8, 9, 9, 9, 10 (Success x 6 at target 6) [damage 1]

[Warcry]

Dice Rolled:[ 7 d10 ] 1, 2, 3, 3, 5, 6, 8 (Success x 1 at target 6) [damage 2]

[Warcry]

[delete damage rolls! lulz]

[Gut Song]

Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 1, 2, 3, 4, 4, 7, 10, 10 (Success x 3 at target 6) [WP] Re-rolls: 2 (Dodge: Dex 5 (Defensive Reflexes) + Dodge 3. - 2 dice)

[Warcry]

Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 1, 5, 7, 7, 8, 9 (Success x 3 at target 6) [damage 1]

[Warcry]

Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 2, 3, 4, 6, 9, 10 (Success x 3 at target 6) [damage 2 - will pull at incap]

[Gut Song]

Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 2, 4, 7, 7, 8, 9 (Success x 4 at target 6) (Soak)

[Warcry]

Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 1, 4, 8, 9, 9, 9 (Success x 5 at target 3) [WP] [bite: dex + brawl -5 (split) // -2 diff (rear)]

[Administrator]

Requiem for the Lost has left Tekakwitha Woods

[Gut Song]

Dice Rolled:[ 5 d10 ] 1, 2, 3, 4, 4 (Botch x 1 at target 6) (Soak the 1st)

[Warcry]

The other wolves bristle and snarl, speak, their muscles and their war-ready bodies ready to move forward, to lunge, to do something. They are all under the sway of the moon, even if the moon is balanced. They are all dizzied by the scent of blood in the air, thick in their nostrils. Sinclair is a Glass Walker, but those who have watched her at moots and in battle have certainly realized she is not a Corporate Wolf. She is gifted with a computer, knocked out the power in two dozen blocks of Chicago with almost no effort, but she's not cybernetic. Sinclair is a primitive. And a predator. Gut Song makes it clear, a second time, that regardless of whether or not the others are following her, he will not. He is not submitted. And she lunges. Mud flies up from the trail as Sinclair whips around the Fenrir, fast as the totem she's still bound under, and her teeth lock on the back of his leg, coming damned close to tearing it off. If this were about rage and fury, a loss of temper or control, she would keep going until she killed him. Sinclair doesn't. She shows just how much control she has, debilitates Gut Song's movement, and does not need to go any farther than that. He's down. She's bloody now from him, as well as the fomori. There was no pause to ask him for submission again. No warning, either. Just brutality. She stands over him, looking down, and whuffs. Steam issues from her nostrils. Laughs in the Face of Death, do you have the talens I gave you? We need to heal him now. She sounds, more than anything, vaguely annoyed.

[Face of Death]

Dice Rolled:[ 3 d10 ] 1, 4, 9 (Failure at target 5) [Gaia's breathin' on you]

[Face of Death]

Dice Rolled:[ 3 d10 ] 2, 3, 3 (Failure at target 6) [Phoooo!]

[Face of Death]

Dice Rolled:[ 3 d10 ] 1, 3, 10 (Failure at target 7) [WTF?!]

[Face of Death]

Dice Rolled:[ 3 d10 ] 6, 6, 9 (Success x 1 at target 8) [HEAL GOD DAMNIT!]

[Null Moon]

[Paused!]