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  2. "Funny." Ravi commented dryly, taking a breath and relaxing back into the examination table's padded surface as Sable cut the remains of his shirt away. He fixed his gaze on Sable's face as she worked, now and then tempted to glance down from some morbid fascination at what she was doing, but all things considered her face, even focused in concentration, was a better sight. "I'm going to have to reopen the wound to get at the bullet." Sable told him, her professional demeanour broken only by the swift glance to his face. Her gaze warmed for a second as she noticed his golden eyes were on her, then the professionalism was back, and Sable's attention was once more wholly on what she was doing. Ravi heard the metallic scrape of her picking up implements and then... Well, nothing much. Some tugging - vaguely disturbing but not painful. Sable's expression was intent, yet calm, and Ravi watched the mild changes in the shape of her lips, the exotic shape of her eyes as they tightened or curved while she worked. He felt something cool - not cold, but cooler than his skin, running down the outside of his chest to pool under his back. My blood, he supposed, trying not to fidget, or even to breath deeply. The uncomfortable tugging grew in intensity, becoming almost painful, and he was aware of a scraping sensation in his chest. Talking would probably be a bad idea. So instead he focused on musing. What was he? What was Amelia? What was Sable doing later? What would a woman pick up in terms of carnal knowledge over three centuries of extended life? Or eight, for that matter: what did Ravenna want with him - and why did the remembrance of her licking his blood from her finger send prickles of heat through his skin? He tried to get his mind to focus on something other than his favorite past-time and instead pondered other matters. Who was Mourne? Were there other 'chosen' going through the same weirdness right now? Was Amelia going to do something stupid and annoy their hostess? Did the crazy extend into the bedroom? What was Amelia doing la- Dammit. It's said that men think about sex once every five minutes. Ravi wondered how they managed it so little. Thank whatever gods watched over him that he could multi-task. Sort of. More scraping in his chest, and a steady pulling sensation that was over the line of discomfort and into pain. Ravi let out a low hiss and closed his eyes. "Almost done." he heard Sable murmur, her voice reassuring, a balm on his nerves. More tugging, more liquid pooling against his skin, and then - *clink* "Got it." Sable didn't sound triumphant so much as satisfied as she dropped the bullet into a small dish and then began to swab and clean the wound. "Hmm. A couple of stitches and a bandage should be all you need, given what we've seen of how you heal- Oop!" She caught him as he half-rolled, coughing, blood flecking his lips as the fluid in his lung decided it was time to come up and out. Heedless of the blood on her own dark clothing, Sable held a shallow bowl under his face with one hand as her other arm effortlessly supported his spasming form. The paroxysms ceased, and Ravi sank back onto the bed with a weak groan as Sable took the bowl away. Eyes closed, he was aware of her dabbing a cloth on his face and mouth, then going back to sewing him up. He must have drifted off, because it seemed like he'd barely closed his eyes before she was nudging him awake. One of the two huge men was present, and helped Ravi into a wheelchair before stepping aside, letting Sable wheel him out of the infirmary. "Clean up." she told the... guard? Servant? as she left, nodding to the examination bed. They emerged into the hallway, Sable wheeling him to a guest room similar to Amelia's. "Let's get the blood washed off before you start feeling pain again." she suggested, nodding towards the bathroom. As being bathed by Sable went, it was a considerably less erotic experience than Ravi had imagined - she was gentle enough, but businesslike, having him sit on the edge of a bathtub as she wiped him down. "There's a robe and pajamas on the bed." she told him as she helped him up and through into the bedroom - tastefully decorated in dark reds and golds and, yes, black. She seated him on the edge of the bed, hesitating and stepping back as she considered him. "Do you need help?" she asked almost caringly, then corrected "And more to the point, if I do help, will you behave?" "No, thank you to the first question. Hell no to the second." Ravi managed a smile, causing Sable's lips to quirk in a grin and her head to shake momentarily. "Good. Because I'd have one of the bodyguards do it." she teased, turning to leave. She stopped in the doorway, looking back at the half-naked aristocrat as though she had more to say, but instead left in silence. Slowly, and with care to not pull at the stitches under the bandage around his chest, Ravi stripped off his by now ruined pants and socks and shoes. Turning, he found there were indeed a soft cotton set of pajamas and a warm-looking robe on the bed, which he donned before laying back on the bed itself, staring up at the decorative canopy. There was a sense, only a sense, that he was in danger here, but he'd been in dangerous situations before. Panicking wouldn't help matters, and he was certainly in no shape for a heroic escape. Besides, the danger wasn't so much one of intent on his hostess's part so much as just... part of her being what she was. In his opinion, anyway. Given her remarks about his taste, he did feel somewhat like a prepared side of veal. And would that necessarily be so bad, to have her drink his blood? What was it like? Did she have to kill to gain nourishment, or could she just tap him like a maple tree? Did it hurt? These and all his other questions chased him down into slumber as he closed his eyes. He'd completed what she asked of him. He was wounded. Surely some rest was in ord- Reclining on a luxurious bed, in a room of dark red and black, Ravi slept.
  3. …and to pledge for your own copy of the Trinity Continuum: Adventure! beautiful hardcover book! We’re down to the last couple of days, the last few dozen hours even, with a couple of super Stretch Goals including this one: Exploring Alternate Timelines! – Discussion and guidance on the timelines created by Max Mercer each time he tried to change the future and how to play in some of them will be added to the Trinity Continuum: Adventure! Companion PDF. What’s exciting about this Stretch goal is that this is where we use the underlying storyline of the Trinity of game lines so far and mix it into the core concept of this whole Continuum – the idea that our Trinity Continuum worlds/settings may or may not be a single timeline depending on your needs at your table. Max Mercer travels through time. He could be traveling along a single line through time. Or, the overall setting itself suggests, he is bouncing from timeline to timeline, from parallel dimension to parallel dimension, attempting to do the right things to create the greatest positive results for humanity. This can be as simple or as complex as your games require. And any of the Trinity Continuum games can be a part of your conception of how the Continuum works. M20 Technocracy Reloaded art by Pat McEvoy Which brings us to what is happening with this TC: Adventure! Kickstarter. This is the last of the original Trinity game lines to be brought from their original edition into the Trinity Continuum editions. It was important to us to deliver those original beloved settings to all of you who loved them. From here on in, the new main books will be delivering new settings in the Continuum. We’ve made some suggestions about some new settings like the far future past TC: Aeon, or the ancient world way before TC: Adventure!. We’ve announced TC: Assassins, the dark mirror to the Trinity Continuum Core setting, and TC: Anima, a setting between TC: Aberrant and TC: Aeon that features both a dystopian “cyber-punk” genre exploration, but also an entirely different way to play as you venture into the world’s most popular MMO virtual fantasy genre gaming experience. You can even gather clues to possible new TC settings/eras from references in the existing books. In fact, the optional upgrade to powers contained within TC: Adventure! suggests that – if you want to – you could choose to start bringing your pulp characters towards the beginnings of the comic books of the 1940s and 50s. Is that a TC: Adventure! supplement? A TC: Aberrant historical supplement? A whole new TC game line? Something we’ll open up to creators on the Storypath Nexus? Well… Time will tell…. Meanwhile, it IS time for folks to get out there to back and spread the word about the Trinity Continuum: Adventure! Kickstarter! Let’s end this one with those time-traveling Max Mercer options and beyond, and start exploring the amazing possibilities of a limitless Continuum of game worlds! Under Alien Skies art by Sam Denmark A Whole Lotta Meeting Goin’ On! As always, these are all topics we talked about during the Monday Lunch Meeting today: If you missed it last Wednesday, we have a revised edition of the Storypath Core Rules PDF up on DTRPG! Eddy made a bunch of changes to the original doc to bring it more in line with the Storypath System as it has evolved this past few years, and it could be really helpful to provide to new players just getting started with the system. If you downloaded it previous to the revision, you should be able to re-download it by going to your DTRPG Library and clicking on the old version. If you are a Pugmire fan, keep an eye out for the Squeaks in the Deep playtests that Eddy is doing on various venues like Twitch! This book brings in the mice and rats to the world of Pugmire, and not surprisingly a whole lot of dungeon exploration is a big part of their world! Right now, our next crowd-funding project will be either Squeaks in the Deep or Exalted Essence, so catching one of Eddy’s playtests might be a great preamble to the campaign on Kickstarter or wherever. M20 Technocracy Reloaded art by Sam Denmark A very nice article on Screen Rant lists two of our games as the sorts of TTRPGs that Neil Gaiman fans would enjoy, which was extremely nice of them to say: https://screenrant.com/tabletop-rpg-games-like-neil-gaiman-sandman-coraline/ We have another multi-site sale going on; the Spring Changeling Sale for both of our Changeling lines (Dreaming and Lost) at DTRPG, IPR, and at Studio2. Links below in the Sales Partners section! Another bit of sales news is that the traditionally printed versions of They Came From Beneath the Sea! and the Scarred Lands 5e Creature Collection are now available for sale at your Friendly Local Game Store! With Covid vaccinations happening to a greater number of folks, and with restrictions being lifted in many localities, here’s hoping that our FLGSs can once again be hubs for playing and learning TTRPGs. And for buying these books we’re sending them! If you are heading into your favorite stores and they don’t carry these books, please let them know you want them, and that they can contact their distributor and Studio2 to get ’em. Finally, our intrepid and entertaining terribly terrific Trio on the Onyx Pathcast are entering their 4th year of wacky chatter, in-depth deep dives of games and gaming, farty horns, Actual Plays, bears dropped onto orcs during movie reviews, interviews with both seasoned and up and coming creators in the TTRPG scene, and generally a rollickin’ good time every Friday! They are, of course, Dixie Cochran, Matthew Dawkins, and the irrepressible Eddy Webb (as the Beaver). While they may disagree, they are never disagreeable, and now is a great time to jump in to listening to the OnyxPathcast. This is because the Trio did a “restart” last Friday where they re-introduced themselves, explained the origins of the Pathcast, and the extreme amount of freedom they have to pick topics and then go after every iota of fun within those topics each week. (I mean, what was I thinking letting them run riot for three full years?) I can think of no finer group of folks to be your guides to all the sorts of entertainment topics they cover during a show, not to mention highlighting our: Many Worlds, One Path! BLURBS! Kickstarter! The Trinity Continuum: Adventure! Kickstarter has 3 Days To Go! We have already achieved over a dozen Stretch Goals including two sets of Ready Made Characters and a Jumpstart, plus three chapters each of the TC: Adventure! Addendum (hide-outs and strange new life) and Thrilling Tales – a book of adventures from the Tales of the Aeon Society audio drama! Join us for two-fisted action in a world on the cusp of World War Two! Check it out! https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/200664283/trinity-continuum-adventure-tabletop-roleplaying-game Onyx Path Media! This week: Going into their 4th year of broadcasting, The Trio have decided that what we all really need is Matthew and Eddy holding forth on one of their favorite subjects: professional wresting! They’ll also go into a deep dive (to the mat) on their joint project: the N!WE wresting game for TC: Aberrant! As always, this Friday’s Onyx Pathcast will be on Podbean or your favorite podcast venue! https://onyxpathcast.podbean.com/ Jumpstart month continues for Onyx Path media! We’re running one of every Jumpstart we can for our games, introducing them to new players and putting them in the hands of GMs skilled at some games, but new to these ones! We would love it if you checked some of these out, to maybe get acquainted for the first time with some of our games! Check out the schedule and tune in! For anyone new to our media section, you can find us running and playing games over on twitch.tv/theonyxpath pretty much every day of the week! Plus, if you’d like your games hosted there, just get in touch with Matthew Dawkins using the contact link on matthewdawkins.com. This week on Twitch, there’s a bumper harvest of videos scheduled for you Pugmire Jumpstart – Comrade BubblesScion – A Light Extinguished – Powered by AstralTrinity Continuum: Adventure! – Vorpal TalesScarred Lands – Dead Man’s Rust – Red Scar GamingTechnocracy Reloaded Jumpstart – Corey FrangScion – Become as Gods – Wrap-UpPICK OF THE WEEK – Pugmire – Squeaks in the Deep – Eddy WebbV5 – Styx & Bones – Table GothChangeling: The Dreaming – The Last Faerie TaleChangeling: The Lost Jumpstart – TobiasGeist – The Sin-Eaters Jumpstart – Vorpal TalesTrinity Continuum: Aberrant – Utopia North – Dork TalesScarred Lands – Pirates of Bloodwater – Devil’s LuckV5 – Thy Kindred Come – Rolling NomadsV5 – The Badger Game – Band of BadgersHunter: The Vigil – Anomalies Unbound – Devil’s LuckTrinity Continuum JumpstartCofD: Dark Eras: The Wyrd West – Haunted Chronicles The pick of the week for this week is our very own Eddy Webb running a Squeaks of the Deep playtest! Be sure to check it out when he goes live! Get watching for some fantastic insight into how to run these wonderful games and subscribe to us on Twitch, over at twitch.tv/theonyxpath Come take a look at our YouTube channel, youtube.com/user/theonyxpath, where you can find a whole load of videos of actual plays, dissections of our games, and more, including: Scion – Become as Gods – Episode 9 – https://youtu.be/qMkySY3YIP8 Trinity Continuum – Adventure! The Purist Evil – Vorpal Tales – Episode 1 – https://youtu.be/SgSOibnVvxk Changeling: The Lost – Spreeepark – Episode 2 – https://youtu.be/6zcXibNFVCM Scarred Lands – Dead Man’s Rust – Episode 3 – https://youtu.be/EYsE-A-AgT0 Dystopia Rising: Evolution – Trouble at the Steel Pier Jumpstart – https://youtu.be/NPH7WWNbk9A Subscribe to our channel and click the bell icon if you want to be notified whenever new news videos and uploads come online! As it’s Dystopia Rising: Evolution’s one year anniversary, go check out Ekorren’s in-depth review of the game right here: https://youtu.be/p7vaTQ9KBW8 McStabber Studios run a whole hell of a lot of our games over on Twitch, so here’s one of their YouTube playlists for Vampire: The Masquerade, set in the lovely Chicago by Night: https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLNJbJLVC_ivzAdrmtpsbofOjF64utIV7q The Band of Badgers YouTube channel is now hosting their Vampire: The Masquerade actual play, which is just superb. A real fine chronicle to watch: https://youtu.be/gWdj_LKolws The Exaltcast continues its fantastic show introducing you to the wonders and horrors of the Realm and its various inhabitants. The next episode is for the South of Creation – https://www.exaltcast.com/2021/04/19/smoke-ascends-to-heaven-the-south/ – The South of Creation is dense with varied kingdoms in a dozen equatorial climes. Monica and Chazz talk Chiaroscuro‘s ruins, Paragon’s creepiness, diamond deserts, and the First and Forsaken Lion‘s desire to just play Warhammer 40K. Over on ExalTwitch they’ve been running some amazing games of Exalted, and even have a show wiki for viewers to follow along! ExalTwitch: Academy is set in The House of Bells, a prestigious school for Dragon-Blooded Exalted of the Realm to train in the ways of war. The chronicle follows three young Dragon-Bloods as they try to prove their worth to their fellow students, their Houses, and themselves. Their most recent VOD, Episode 13 (“Run with Us”), is here: https://youtu.be/lYUiOP0-wzE The playlist for the series: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2Zb3M2x8PJk&list=PLsZP95-GZNa0ynoCIVyliNF5rypCHvh0M The show wiki, with synopses, character descriptions, etc: RPGClinic Wiki | Fandom Two D Ten reviews V5 Children of the Blood, which is currently only out to backers, right here: https://youtu.be/f2pk4n2RowA Give them your support and a subscribe! The amazing Scarred Lands Purge of the Serpentholds crew now run their games over on Roll the Role! Do give them a follow and a subscribe, because their gaming is among the most entertaining I’ve seen: https://www.twitch.tv/rolltherole Wards & Witchcraft continue their wonderful Mage: The Awakening chronicle which you can watch right here: As the cabal reach the end of their trials there is one more deadly challenge lain before them. Watching through their eyes an old foe is set to remove another game piece from their way. The witches muster every tool they have to meet this threat in an epic face off. https://youtu.be/WDgvJGCYzho Vorpal Tales have been running a separate Mage: The Ascension chronicle over on their Twitch channel! It’s not metaplot heavy at all, so it’s an excellent intro to the world of Mage, with a splash of KULT: Divinity Lost cosmology (by our friends at Helmgast!). Do check out their first few episodes here: Session 0: https://www.twitch.tv/videos/896291755 Session 1: https://www.twitch.tv/videos/905550817 Session 2: https://www.twitch.tv/videos/914628656 Vorpal Tales also have a bunch of their own games they’d love for us to tell you about! Trinity Aberrant Four-Part Short Story completed (they call in reinforcements and kill like half of Team Tomorrow) https://www.twitch.tv/videos/965801778 Mage: The Ascension / KULT: Divinity Lost crossover: a mage got their avatar shredded by Nephandic Gilgul but he was wolfkin and Fenrir decided that was not how his story would end and forced a late stage First Change. Drama. https://www.twitch.tv/videos/967146916 Vorpal Tales also completed their Deviant: The Renegades chronicle right here! Escape from Orochi is one to watch and is only four parts long: https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PL9fUj4KdqE4DH0SDiea0olEa5cfqoRGKV Ekorren continues their excellent Exalted 3rd Edition series over on YouTube! You can find their latest video right here: https://youtu.be/ND1hqs716ks This video is all about streamlining rules, simplifying resource management, and making challenging fights! Please check these out and let us know if you find or produce any actual plays of our games! We’d love to feature you! Electronic Gaming! As we find ways to enable our community to more easily play our games, the Onyx Dice Rolling App is live! The dev team has been doing updates since we launched based on the excellent use-case comments by our community, and this thing is awesome! (Seriously, you need to roll 100 dice for Exalted? This app has you covered.) Virtual TableTop! Two Virtual Tabletop adventures: the Gauntlet of Spiragos and the Dagger of Spiragos for Scarred Lands on Astral TableTop and DriveThruRPG! Scars of the Divine War, which ended less than 200 years ago, have still not healed. One such scar is the Chasm of Flies, a rent in the earth created when the titan Spiragos the Ambusher was smote down by one of the young gods, Vangal the Ravager. Now, the Chasm is inhabited by spider-eye goblins and their spider allies, but it is also thought to be the resting place of powerful artifacts from that elder age. Astral TableTop is the easiest way to play any tabletop RPG online, free. Astral already supports popular systems like D&D and Pathfinder, and Astral can support virtually any tabletop roleplaying game. Get started quickly with built-in support for most popular game systems. Whether you’re brand new to TTRPGs or a veteran tabletop gamer, Astral‘s ease-of-use and built in automation is designed to streamline gameplay. Build your own adventure, or choose from pre-generated game kits like Gauntlet of Spiragos and Dagger of Spiragos. Create character sheets, craft maps, or just jump right in to connect with your friends and start your adventures! On Amazon and Barnes & Noble! You can now read our fiction from the comfort and convenience of your Kindle (from Amazon) and Nook (from Barnes & Noble). If you enjoy these or any other of our books, please help us by writing reviews on the site of the sales venue from which you bought it. Reviews really, really help us get folks interested in our amazing fiction! Our selection includes these latest fiction books: Our Sales Partners! We’re working with Studio2 to provide our traditionally printed books out into your local game stores. Game stores can order via their usual distributors, and can also contact Studio2 directly. And individuals can check out our projects via the links below! You can pick up the traditionally printed Pugmire and Monarchies of Mau main books, screens, and the official dice through our friends there! https://studio2publishing.com/search?q=pugmire Now, we’ve added Chronicles of Darkness books such as Changeling: The Lost Second Edition products to Studio2‘s store! See them here: https://studio2publishing.com/collections/all-products/changeling-the-lost Scion 2e books and other products are available now at Studio2: https://studio2publishing.com/blogs/new-releases/scion-second-edition-book-one-origin-now-available-at-your-local-retailer-or-online Our Vampire: The Masquerade 5th Edition books are also available from Studio2 in the US: https://studio2publishing.com/products/vampire-the-masquerade-chicago-by-night-sourcebook Here is the Studio2 portion of the Spring Changeling Sale!: https://studio2publishing.com/collections/changeling-the-lost Looking for our Deluxe or Prestige Edition books? Try this link! http://www.indiepressrevolution.com/xcart/Onyx-Path-Publishing/ And you can order Pugmire, Monarchies of Mau, Cavaliers of Mars, and Changeling: The Lost 2e at the same link! And now Scion Origin and Scion Hero and Trinity Continuum Core and Trinity Continuum: Aeon are available to order! Here is the IPR portion of the Spring Changeling Sale!: https://www.indiepressrevolution.com/xcart/Deals-and-Specials/ As always, you can find Onyx Path’s titles at DriveThruRPG.com! The DTRPG portion of the Spring Changeling Sale! You’ll need to scroll down for it!: https://www.drivethrurpg.com/saleguide.php On Sale This Week! On Wednesday the fiends and lords of the night step out of the shadows as we release V5 Chicago By Night Character Tokens on DTRPG! Suitable for use on any Virtual Tabletop! Also on Wednesday we’ll be releasing Stygia Map for Wraith: The Oblivion 20th on our Redbubble store! Conventions! Because dates for physical conventions are subject to change due to the current COVID-19 outbreak, we don’t yet have a list of upcoming physical conventions. Instead, keep an eye out here for more virtual conventions we’re going to be involved with! As announced, the 2nd Onyx Path Virtual Gaming Convention will be coming to you live this June! A collection of World of Darkness podcasters are putting together an online convention called TryItCon the weekend of May 14th-15th geared towards just getting to try new games. And now, the new project status updates! Development Status from Eddy Webb! (Projects in bold have changed status since last week.): First Draft (The first phase of a project that is about the work being done by writers, not dev prep.) Exalted Essay Collection (Exalted)Tasty Bit: Car Lifting Competition (Scion 2nd Edition)Tasty Bit: Les Fantomes (Trinity Continuum)Apocalyptic Record (Werewolf: The Apocalypse 20th Anniversary Edition) Vigil Watch: The Kelder Mountains (Scarred Lands)M20 Lore of the Traditions (Mage: The Ascension 20th Anniversary Edition) TC: Adventure! Jumpstart (Trinity Continuum: Adventure!) Redlines Dragon-Blooded Novella #2 (Exalted 3rd Edition)Tome of the Pentacle (Mage: the Awakening 2e)The Hedge (Changeling: The Lost 2nd Edition) Second Draft Wild Hunt (Scion 2nd Edition)No Gods, No Masters (Scion 2nd Edition)Tasty Bit: Zeus in a Bar (Scion 2nd Edition) Ghost Hunters Jumpstart w/RMCs (WoD 20th) Development Contagion Chronicle: Global Outbreaks (Chronicles of Darkness)Exigents (Exalted 3rd Edition)Kith and Kin (Changeling: The Lost 2e)Adversaries of the Righteous (Exalted 3rd Edition)They Came From [Classified]! Jumpstart (They Came From…!)The Paranormal Investigator’s Handbook (WoD 20th)Once and Future (Scion 2nd Edition) Manuscript Approval Realms of Magic and Mystery (was Terra Incognita) (Scion 2nd Edition)They Came From [Classified]! (They Came From…!) Post-Approval Development Trinity Continuum: Adventure! core (Trinity Continuum: Adventure!)Many-Faced Strangers – Lunars Companion (Exalted 3rd Edition) Editing Lunars Novella (Rosenberg) (Exalted 3rd Edition)The Book of Lasting Death (Mummy: The Curse 2e)Dead Man’s Rust (Scarred Lands)M20 Victorian Mage (Mage: the Ascension 20th Anniversary Edition)Mission Statements (Trinity Continuum: Aeon)The Clades Companion (Deviant: The Renegades)Yugman’s Appendix: People of Ghelspad (Scarred Lands)CtL2e Novella Collection: Hollow Courts (Changeling: The Lost 2e)Heroes in a World of Horror! (They Came From…!)Dystopia Rising: Evolution Fiction Anthology (Dystopia Rising: Evolution) Squeaks In The Deep (Realms of Pugmire) Prometheus Unbound (was Psi Orders) (Trinity Continuum: Aeon)Legacies of Earth (Legendlore)Novas Worldwide (Trinity Continuum: Aberrant) Scion Fiction Anthology (Scion 2nd Edition)M20 Rich Bastard’s Guide To Magick (Mage: The Ascension 20th Anniversary) They Came From Beyond the Grave! Jumpstart (They Came From…!)Across the Eight Directions (Exalted 3rd Edition)Monsters From the Crypt! (They Came From…!) TC: Aeon Novella: Meridian (Trinity Continuum: Aeon)Exalted Essence Edition (Exalted 3rd Edition) Crucible of Legends (Exalted 3rd Edition)The Devoted Companion (Deviant: The Renegades)Proteus Nova Compendium (Trinity Continuum: Aberrant)They Came From Beneath the Sea! Jumpstart (They Came From…!)TC: Aeon Novella: Dawn (Trinity Continuum: Aeon)Tasty Bit: Pets (Trinity Continuum: Aeon) Trinity Continuum: Assassins (Trinity Continuum Core)Saints and Monsters (Scion 2nd Edition) They Came From Camp Murder Lake! (They Came From…!)Contagion Chronicle Ready-Made Characters (Chronicles of Darkness) Trinity Continuum: AnimaTales of Depravity! (They Came From…!) Post-Editing Development Hunter: The Vigil 2e core (Hunter: The Vigil 2nd Edition)Legendlore core book (Legendlore)Masks of the Mythos (Scion 2nd Edition)They Came From Beyond the Grave! (They Came From!)Scion: Demigod (Scion 2nd Edition)Scion: Dragon (Scion 2nd Edition)Player’s Guide to the Contagion Chronicle (Chronicles of Darkness)V5 Children of the Blood (was The Faithful Undead) (Vampire: The Masquerade 5th Edition)N!ternational Wrestling Entertainment (Trinity Continuum: Aberrant)Dearly Bleak – Novella (Deviant: The Renegades)V5 Trails of Ash and Bone (Vampire: The Masquerade 5th Edition)Under Alien Skies (Trinity Continuum: Aeon)V5 Forbidden Religions (Vampire: The Masquerade 5th Edition) Indexing Mummy: The Curse 2eDeviant: The Renegades Art Direction from Mike Chaney! In Art Direction Scion: Dragon (KS) Masks of the Mythos (KS) Scion: Demigod – All notes out to artists. Still need to lockdown 1 more artist for Pantheons. They Came From Beyond the Grave! TC: Adventure! (KS) – KS going.M20 Victorian (KS) Dead Man’s RustM20 Technocracy Jumpstart Exalted Essence (KS) V5 Trail of Ash and Bone – Bugging artists. Got some more stuff in over the weekend.V5 Forbidden Religions TC Mission Statements TC Aberrant N!WEM20 Technocracy Dossier/CompanionM20 Rich Bastards Guide – Sketches coming in. Hundred Devils Night Parade Squeaks In The Deep (KS) Players Guide to the Contagion Chronicle TC Prometheus Unbound They Came From Camp Murder Lake! – Art notes in.Realms of Magic and Mystery – Art notes in. Saints and Monsters – Art notes in. TC: Anima – Art buy configured. TC: Assassin – Art buy configured. In Layout Deviant Screen – Doing myself.Spiragos Collected Adventures Hunter: The Vigil 2e – roughed in and over to Josh as art trickles in.21-22 Onyx BrochureWoD Ghost Hunters (KS) – putting together the layout.Legendlore – starting to put the layout together. I know where all the art goes… Proofing Deviant – In Indexing.Mummy 2 – In Indexing.Vigil Watch Compiled – Advance PDF errata input.TC: Under Alien Skies – Josh inputting John’s changes.Heirs to the Shogunate – Proofing.M20 Technocracy Reloaded TC Aberrant Jumpstart At Press V5 Cults of the Blood Gods – KS fulfillment shipping being prepped. Aberrant – KS fulfillment shipping being prepped. TC: Aberrant Screen – KS fulfillment shipping being prepped.LARP Rules (Scion 2nd Edition) – PoD proofs ordered.Contagion Chronicle Jumpstart (Chronicles of Darkness) – PoD files uploaded. Children of the Blood – inputting XXs, prepping for press. Mummy 2e Screen Tasty Bit: Heroes of the Waste (Dystopia Rising: Evolution) V5 VTT Tokens – Going live Weds on DTRPG! Today’s Reason to Celebrate! Two items today: It is the delightful Tim Curry’s birthday today! Everyone has their favorite Tim role, but in connection with our TC: Adventure! KS, I suggest his role as dupe Farley Claymore in the 1994 film version of The Shadow. Rarely has such a putz been portrayed by such a cool actor! Then, it took blood, sweat, and tears, to get it out to everyone, but Exalted 3rd Edition was released five years ago tomorrow! WOW!
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  5. Amelia held her hands up, palms out, "Hey, I'm on good behavior. I didn't try to pull any of her teeth, or shine my phone light into her eyes to see if she flinches and hisses...see? Good behavior." The two beefsteaks moved in on her then and she sighed and was...not quite pushed out, but was guided out. They weren't mean about it or anything, but she was under no illusions that they wouldn't become as mean as necessary to get the job done. You didn't work for a woman who tore throats and/or tongues out without developing a knack for 'job done, any means necessary.' Which brought to mind a thought. Mutilating workers might have flown back in the day, but in modern times? It wasn't like guys like that couldn't get other jobs. Maybe it was fear of retribution, but fear wasn't loyalty. Ravenna didn't seem dumb enough to let these guys have the run of the place unsupervised if their loyalty wasn't assured. Mind control? Maybe some kind of addiction that she managed? Or did they owe her so big that even losing body parts wasn't enough to shake it? How? Why? As her ghoul, I have inherited some of her power, but never have I been able to master shadows. Amelia found herself wondering what D'Sombra had taken from Sable. Not her tongue, clearly...but something else? She reviewed what she'd learned of this lady in her head, and it wasn't a big list. Sable had dropped something interesting though. Ravenna didn't cast a reflection. How that worked in terms of physics, Amelia couldn't even begin to work out. Light was light. Vision was vision. But maybe not? What if a vampire was more like a ghost, and could be seen through some kind of mental projection? Their solidity a manipulation of forces rather than anything 'real' there. Ugh...no, step away from that. The Sable thing. The fact that she didn't cast a reflection was something she was sensitive about...but then she filled her space with reflective surfaces. Why? Maybe to entrap people into that terrible realization, as an excuse to lash out at them? But...it almost had a feeling of masochism, didn't it? Was she punishing herself for something? Surrounding herself with mirrors she couldn't see herself in, and paintings that she could only see what other people saw. But computers could see her. That was interesting. A digital camera worked, when apparently film didn't. Very interesting. Someone like D'Sombra liked to pull the strings, Amelia guessed. Sable's, these two guys'...her own and Ravi's too. But something was pulling her string. This whole 'chosen' thing. To resolve it she needed someone named Mourne. Someone she didn't want to need, though she hadn't seemed upset so much as resigned. Someone she was having trouble finding. That didn't happen often, Amelia had a feeling. "So who's this Mourne guy?" she tried asking the palookas as they offloaded her at the guest room. The two glanced at each other, then with the slightly overgentle movements of someone who could break things but didn't want to, one reached over and closed the door. Well shit. It was a five star, maybe six star room of course...might as well enjoy it. Amelia threw her clothes on the bed...raided from her apartment probably...and went to go 'freshen up,' which in this case was code for 'lie in a bathtub for too long.' Then she took a shower, because baths...while comfy...always felt a little gross at the end. Like an Amelia stew. Then she went and got dressed in some clean clothes. Just another set of jeans and another T shirt. It wasn't like she had a fancy gown or anything, and frankly wouldn't have felt safe wearing one anyway, between vampire fangs and Ravi's eyefucking. Finally she cautiously poked her head out the door and looked up and down the hallway, to see if the palookas were there. If not...perhaps she'd have a chance to nose around a bit...
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  9. 12:20, Nuclear-powered Trailer Sean glanced up from his phone towards the sun that was just starting to slide from its zenith. With his gifts, he could look at it without risking damage to his eyes, and to his vision, the sun was far more than just a yellow-white blob in the sky. It was a dancing, coruscating tapestry woven from the gamut of the electromagnetic spectrum. The sight had helped him model alternate types of vision - through technology or mutation - to ReGenesis, instead of just using the standard greenish darkvision. He had it, of course, but he had more, too. The voluptuous boy stood up, hands going to knuckle his back and stretch the strain from sore muscles when he paused, heterochromatic eyes widening in surprise as he looked down at himself. The lingering aches from facing Not-Cody and the deluge of monstrosities in the Blight had faded away unnoticed during his time of self-reflection and under the sun. He interlaced his fingers and stretched his arms over his head, then rolled his shoulders. Nothing, no strain, no pain. What remained was a faint, subtle, almost electric, thrum of health and vitality. It felt somewhat akin to the feeling of increasing and accelerating the bioelectric synapses in his brain when he overclocked it. Much, much, milder, to be sure - he wouldn't even have noticed save for the sudden realization of the absence of pain - but analogous. Were the scope of his powers starting to broaden- - his stomach gave a muted growl of warning hunger. Well, it was pass the start of lunch period. Sean brushed off the seat of his pants, gave one of the watching - but unseen - cameras a small, two-fingered salute, then began strolling back to his car. 1:30ish, Bunnee's A cheek resting on a fist, the crimson-haired electrokinetic dipped a crispy sweet potato fry in the small tub of paprika garlic aioli, his eyes on his tablet sitting on the chipped laminate of the booth table at Bunnee's. He was up to 87 units sold, creeping closer to triple digits. Tiny in comparison to AAA games selling millions of copies at launch, but he didn't have the advertising budget of the big publishers - just his own efforts online, and he was only releasing as digital downloads on PC. He could have cheated, Sean supposed, but he had pushed all his time and unfair advantages on finishing the game and getting it out there, rather than word of it getting out there. Besides, he didn't have shareholders he was beholden to, he didn't mind the game finding its audience over time. As long as it did find an audience. A quarter of a club sandwich remained on Sean's plate, next to the few remaining sweet potato fries he was absently finishing. A wireless earbud was tucked in his ear as he had continued to listen to IrønBjørn's playthrough over lunch, while occasionally responding to questions and comments on Steam and the II pages, YouTube, Twitter, and Reddit. Either he was getting used to IrønBjørn or IrønBjørn was getting used to ReGenesis, but the Streamer seemed to Sean to be far more engaging and entertaining than he initially had been. With perfect timing or perfect serendipity, just as Sean finished the last sweet potato fry, Max showed up to replace his near empty glass of orange-lemonade for a full one. Sean looked up his tablet to nod his thanks, expecting the well-endowed waitress to give his plate a questioning glance, silently asking him if he were done. Instead, she slid herself onto the bench seat across from him. Sean blinked, cocking his head in inquiry. "Shouldn't you be in school, Sean?" Max asked idly. "Probably," Sean admitted in a drawl. He shrugged. "Not feeling it today. Charlie. Other stuff. Skipping a day ain't gonna hurt." He ran a hand through his hair, then frowned in self-recrimination as he picked up his phone. "I should probably tell my mom before the school calls." "I get it," Max agreed with a nod. "I've been hearing things-" "Only half true, at best," Sean interrupted hastily. "I won't ask which half." Max shot him a wry smirk. The busty waitress had always treated him well, treated him as he wished to be treated without ignoring or overlooking how he looked, and for that, Sean was grateful. It did help him accept his appearance rather than be shamed for it, and it helped her with earning bigger tips from him. "Just don't make a habit of it, right? At some point, somebody might end up calling the Sheriff on you for truancy." Sean rolled expressive eyes. That would be something, with what he knew and what the Sheriff knew, coming to get him about truancy. "No promises, Max." Sean smirked back and tapped his tablet with a forefinger, a joking tone in his voice. "I just released a new video game. Might end up a big, fancy indy developer making bank. Who says I need school?" "Yeah, about that. That's why I'm taking a minute to sit down with you, Sean. There's a guy been asking around about you..." Sean froze, almost dropped his phone, and stared wide-eyed at Max, thoughts of the assassination attempt on Jase shoving itself to the forefront of his thoughts. "Wh-who's looking for me? What he look like?" "He looks like he's from California, blond, kind of a surfer dude with a well paying job in tech somewhere. Wears an expensive suit but doesn't look stuffy in it. Drives the kind of fancy, ostentatious car the Jauntsen boy would drive if he drove a car instead of a bike. You can't miss it." "What he want?" For answer, Max pulled a business card from her apron and placed on the table in front of Sean, the rich cardstock making a crisp slap on the laminate. Sean leaned forward to read the card. It stated: Brad Stanton, EA Talent Acquisition, Senior Technical Recruiter, followed by an EA business email and a phone number. The business card looked expensive with a touch of gilding. Very American Psycho. Sean hadn't been sure people even still used business cards. "Huh." "He was looking for 'Sean Cassidy'," Max said, "for a 'mutually beneficial and totally sweet business deal', but I don't think he knows exactly who you are, or what he's expecting." "Why didn't he just email or send a private DM?" Sean wondered, more to himself than to Maxine as he picked up the card. After the debacle that was his attempt at streaming on Twitch, he kept personal information tight online, but he had business accounts for Intersectional Interactive on various social media sites. It might be conceited, but Sean had always assumed he'd get a call from a big AAA video game publisher or developer. He just hadn't thought it would be so soon. Certainly not the day he dropped his second game. He was thinking at least after his third, maybe longer, unless ReGenesis ridiculously blew up. "I got the feeling Brad thinks a personal meeting will make his offer, whatever it is, more appealing." Max gestured at Sean's tablet. "How's the game doing? Think Mr. Brad Stanton is here about that?" "Maybe?" Sean hedged. It's not like he had a ton of viewers and subscribers on his YouTuber channel about the making of ReGenesis and video games in general. He supposed he could have garnered some interest because of Annwn. But there was no way anyone would be interested in a new, untested IP. Then sent Marshalls, like real ones even if they were corrupt, after Jase. It would make sense to send a rep from a big video game publisher after him to put his guard down. "I'll have check this guy out online, see if he's legit. Thanks, Max." Sean waved the card then stuffed it into his satchel. I'll have to talk to mom after, too. Carolyn Cassidy might only work part-time as an account from home, mostly keeping the books for her husband, but she'd also helped her son set up his business. She was the closest thing Intersectional Interactive had to a CFO. Not like he'd ever sell anything to a company like EA. "No problem." Max stood and gave Sean a quick smile before heading back to the counter. "Just when you sell your game or company for big bucks, don't forget your favorite waitress at your favorite diner, okay?" Sean laughed, a genuine, feel good laugh. He hadn't had one of those in what felt like forever. "I won't." He took a sip of his orange-lemonade then picked up his tablet, minimizing the stream. Let's found out who this Brad Stanton really is...
  10. It wasn't hard to locate a coffee shop in Manhattan but it didn't make the silent walk any less awkward. Kestrel could have said something several times along the way but felt as if she was already on thin ice with Maya as it was and didn't want to press her luck. Maya noticed the way her two guest tag-alongs seemed obsessed with consistently looking up at the tall building that lined the streets of the concrete jungle they lived in. They were obviously looking for something they either one, could not find, or two, no one could see but them and that didn't make this entire situation seem any less crazy. None of them had ever been in the little hole-in-the-wall shop before, but Maya sighed when she realized the prices matched the neighborhood, and wondered why (why!) anyone would ever pay eleven bucks for a cup of coffee, but appreciate Kestrel's logic of it being a business meeting, so there was no reason her boss shouldn't be paying for it, and offered the barista her company card. It wasn't a very popular spot though, at least not at this times of day so, thankfully, it was relatively empty, save for the random hipster guy on the opposite side with his laptop open, trying to be inspired to start/finish/edit the novel that was going to make him famous. They sat at a table while they waited for their beverages, and Kestrel opened with a sigh as she steepled her and muzzled her face between her hands as she thought of where to begin. "About a year a go I discovered I was different. Lengthily origin stories aside," She started while she leaned back in the booth and looked out the window to kindle the memories she'd archived. "Horatio helped me discover who I was and what I could do and how I could help other people like me. Ms. Flynn, the world you thought you knew is an illusion. There is so much going on under the streets of this city, in it's alleys, among the shadows... it would take more cups to describe than this place has available." "Long and the short of it, guys is that magic is real. From acupuncture, to chakras to psychics, all of it is real, but most people are either complete hacks or they're doing it without realizing they have the potential for something greater. Alchemy, curses, spells, cantrips... it's all real and the reason you didn't know about it this morning when you woke up is because it is the most carefully guarded secret in the world." She looked at both Mel, who was sitting next to her, and Maya, who was sitting across from her, and continued. "Supernatural things exist, always have, and I wish I could teach you all I know but lets focus on the problem at hand and that is, Ms. Flynn, that you've been cursed." She took a deep breath and decided to just rip the band aid off. "By goblins. Dark fae who are mischievous and cruel, and I've been asked to try and protect you and hopefully stop it. Problem is, our only lead, one of the goblins, I kind of scared off." Maya had already heard enough and it shown in her eyes. Before she could get up, Kestrel hail Mary'd a quick, "One cup, remember? One cup of coffee, that was the deal." "Ordered scalding hot, I take?" Maya narrowed her eyes at Kestrel who smiled wryly. She didn't seem like a bad person, and it didn't take a PhD in psych to see she really wanted Maya to listen to her. "Clever." "Look, it sounds batshit crazy, I know. How do you think I feel? My boss asked me to follow a complete stranger with nothing more to go on than 'goblins have struck this woman with Oranges and Lemons, you have to get to her before Stepney. Be careful Kes, she's too important to loose.' I mean seriously, that's what he said," she swiped her phone and turned the screen to show them both. There was a text from Mourne with some of Maya's personal info a picture (not a flattering one, either which Maya grumbled internally at) and the bit about Oranges and Lemons. "Fae are weird, wasn't hard to figure out the old nursery rhyme, and it mentions Stepney... but I don't know what it means, and I can't reach my boss, he's away on business." She sighed, heavily, as their coffee arrived at the table, as the server left she blew gently into her mug. "I've been training for this for almost a year, Ms. Flynn. This is my first gig, and I'm pretty sure I'm blowing it. Whatever I need to do to convince the two of you that I'm not making this up, I will tell you. First guy I kissed? Matt Carter, we were madly in love for three months until Stacy Schantz made out with him at a party. Worst date? Shelly Baker, would not get off social media the entire date, it was horrible. I'm not a lunatic, I swear, I just sound like one Monday thru Friday during normal business hours." "Process." She said simply as she reached for ripped open a few sugar packets. "While I add cream and sugar."
  11. About 1:15pm When Cade got the text, he made a quick reply, and then turned around from heading to class, instead heading to the nurse's office. It wasn't that much trouble to get in to see Marissa, and he smiled. He'd made a quick stop at a vending machine, for another snickers. "Brought you a little something." he said quietly. Marissa was lying back a bit on the small hospital examination table the school had and her eyes lit up at the sight of the Snickers bar. She was sipping Coke from a can with a straw. The small hospital table to her left had several wrappers from tiny Halloween bite bars they'd fed her but her complexion still owned a pale and weakened pallor. The can found a home next to the wrappers and snatched the candy bar. "Ugh, thank you! They had a coke and just these parts... Christ, I had to look up on Google for them how to treat me. They ran to get me a Gatoraide. The military needs to station some medical people here, seriously." She tore into the Snickers and sighed as her eyes closed with pleasure while she chewed. Her mouth filled with chocolate and nougat and in an in a very unladylike fashion spoke while she was nomming half of a Snickers bar. "Don'chu hev claph?" "You're welcome." he grinned at her. "Yes I have class, but I knew I needed to come check on you, and likely, something you'd be wanting." Cade laughed abit. "You were also very explicit on what would happen if I "ghosted" you if something happened. " he shrugged. "It'd look odd to people if something happened to you and I didn't come to check on you." "So..." she slowly stopped chewing and side-eyed him. "You didn't come because you actually cared, just because you were afraid of what I would do if you ghosted me?" Her lips pursed and she nodded. She sucked on her teeth. "Can't say I blame you. You're learning at least, thanks for coming at least." She lifted her phone and set it back down. "Deej's been texting me and my mom is coming down after she finishes a meeting, so she might send me home. If you don't see me the rest of the day, that's where I am. Text me if you like." "You know that I came because I care." he said, his voice quiet. It struck him as odd, her seeming almost bothered that he didn't list that first. He really didn't understand women, least of all, Marissa. "Yeah, I'll text you." he looked at her. "Are you really okay?" his actual concern was evident now. His label-neutral lover relaxed and sighed. "Honestly, I don't know." She shrugged and looked up at him. "Something's not right. Cade, I've torn through two plates of eggs, toast, sausage, two snickers bars, a yogurt, some mixed fruit and veggies for lunch and... I'm still hungry plus, I weighed myself and I'm down three pounds from last night before we went and... you know." "I've watched enough T.V. to know that whenever people get super powers, there's always one persons who just go wrong and... they melt away or they explode, or they break down..." A look of worry spread through out her pallid complexion. "I... I'm kind of freaking out. It's like my body is eating itself, and me, to death. I've seen Thinner, this won't end well for me. Oh... and the school nurse think I might be pregnant, so there's that. Expect my mom to go nuclear." "i'd heard that rumor myself. Crap like that spreads faster than anything. I haven't paid any mind to it, it'll die on its own soon enough. I won't say you collapsing, and your increased appetite isn't concerning, but a heightened metabolism would help you resist poisons and disease too, right? I mean it always does in the comics if we're gonna use that as a basis. You're just always hungry, you could turn out like the Flash and have superspeed too. Just means we have to cook some really big meals, going forward. Maybe ask the others if any of them are experiencing something similar? I'm not, but then we've established I'm not like any of the rest of you. I'm no genius, but I bet your mom will want to take you to the medical center to run some tests, and see just what's going on. You know your mom isn't going to let them do anything shady, she'll be watching like an angry Hawk, I'm sure. You could ask to see my mother, too, if you like. If there's anyone at the hospital you can trust implicitly, it will be her." he'd let his inner nerd out just abit, and he didn't care. Cade smiled. "As for your mom, don't let her get to you. You've got enough stress. I've got your back, and you know Devin does. Hell, the Fellowship sticks together, even if we don't all always get along. Go home get some rest before the meeting. I'm sure it's going to be stressful enough. If you need anything, let me know and I'll get it on my way over, after I go home to get cleaned up." "I'm thinking that might not be a bad idea, I'm a little worried." He was a bit quirky at times, but she knew he cared. She was pretty sure he couldn't help but care, like a Paladin always looking for a Princess in a tower, Cade was always going to be the nice guy, that much she could tell. Still, he was cute when he wanted to be. She mustered a smile and held out her arms, waving her fingers inward to summon him to her. "C'mere. Hug me and kiss me while I still taste delicious." She invited him, referring to the chocolate still on her lips. He smiled and leaned down, holding her gently and kissing her. His neck tingled as her hand slid through his hair and her nails gently tickled his scalp. She was right... she tasted like chocolate. "Hopefully I'll feel better soon, hmm?" she cooed with anticipation and hope in his ear. "Go, get to class... I'll feel guilty if I make you late twice in one day." He couldn't help but smile. "Worth being late for you." he answered her back, before they released each other. "When you're feeling better, I'll be sure to show you how glad I am for that." he added, before drawing himself up. His hand lingered on one of hers she was slow to pull away, his own hands were quite warm, and he finally pulled back. "If you need me, you know how to reach me." He turned and left, looking over his shoulder once at the door, still smiling. He didn't think it was something bad with her powers, as far as he knew, nobody actually had any sort of negative side effects, unless they overused their abilities. (written with Dave)
  12. This really is a strange place to be in, after what happened. What happened? She can't say for sure. She can't... remember? Oh whatever. The music is at least decent. In fact she can't really help tapping her foot to the beat. It's her birthday party. Again. Erwann and Alice did this. Very sweet of them. Now she can remember. "'Cause I'm going to live my life" But something feels... amiss. There is a very odd noise every time she taps her foot. Now that she's looking at it, it makes sense. Rotten flesh, mingled with dirt, and blood, and bone. And she taps her foot. Of course the sound would be weird. She raises her eyes, staring at the horde of chitinous, ravenous monsters charging her. Of course something would feel wrong. She closes her eyes, not able to watch her friends, swallowed by the crowd. It'll be over soon. And the music keeps on going. She opens her eyes, facing an impressive row of teeth, and- If you wanna live your life Live it all the way and don't you waste it Every feelin' every beat Can be so very sweet you gotta taste it Life's a party, make it hot Dance don't ever stop, whatever rhythm Every minute, every day Take them all the way you gotta live 'em You gotta do it, you gotta do it your way You gotta prove it You gotta mean what you say You gotta do it, you gotta do it your way You gotta prove it Let's get loud, let's get loud Turn the music up to hear that sound Let's get loud- Squeaked, sitting straight in her bed. The sun was much higher than before, so high she couldn't see it through the window anymore. It was probably noon. Her heart was drumming fast in her chest, faster than Johnny Rabb on steroids. Her trembling hand grabbed her phone on the nightstand. Almost 1PM. That was enough sleeping for today. She breathed, very slowly, for a couple minutes. I hate nightmares. After staring at her phone for a moment, she remembered. She still didn't get a reply from Courtney. She quickly tapped on the tactile screen. She deployed her mind web, scanning the surrounding of her house. Everything was rather quiet. She sat there for a couple minutes, watching the minature stars moving around. Birds, rodents, even insects. Without her Shine, she probably would've never noticed how crowded the world is. She was busy reflecting on this when her phone dinged. It was Courtney. Kat exhaled heavily, at ease. Ten minutes later, she jumped out of bed, in a rather happy mood. So happy, in fact, that she almost forgot to get dressed on the way out of her room, closing the door she'd just opened, red-cheeked at the thought. Should she have breakfast, or lunch? Now that was a rather hard question to answer. Or rather simple really. She technically had breakfast with her father. Lunch it is. She looked down at her phone while going down the stairs, an excited grin crossing her features. "Ow." Maybe she should check the wound on her cheek first. The house was empty. At this hour it made sense. Of course both the adults are busy adulting. Did that come out wrong? The petite French girl shook her head, setting the sterile compresses, strips and disinfectant on the kitchen table, along with a small mirror she'd found in the bathroom. She sat down and began removing the padded rectangle stuck to her sensitive face, grimacing. The cut was oblique, about one inch long and not so deep now that she took a good look at it, running accross her jawline to the left of her chin, chilling reminder of how close that pointy bone had been to her external jugular vein. She grabbed a compress, spraying it with the antiseptic, and began dabbing the cut, making sure it remained clean. She strapped a couple strips on it, closing the minuscule gap between the edges of the wound. There was no real need to groom it further, she'd read online that a cut of this size was best kept uncovered if you wanted it to heal properly. Kat stared at her reflection for a minute, uncertain of what she was thinking about. Her stomach growled. Right. Lunch.
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  14. In which Eddy, Dixie, and Matthew provide a new jumping on point! We talk about our origins with Onyx Path, what we’ve learned in the past few years, and wrestling. Obligatory wrestling references!Babies don’t have bonesPodcast pre-show digressionsOur origin storiesHow the Onyx Pathcast startedWorking for Onyx PathWhat we’ve learned since episode oneBeing colleagues and friendsFarty horns (more) (again)The finale of the outro music escalation Links: Trinity: Adventure! Kickstarter is still live! https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/200664283/trinity-continuum-adventure-tabletop-roleplaying-gameHow Resident Evil’s Mansion Basement Unraveled A Huge Lie: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-En6wZOsm4kBasement Music Fixed: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9oByTUQjCFgA One-Letter Typo is the Reason Aliens Colonial Marines Sucked: https://gizmodo.com/a-one-letter-typo-is-in-part-the-reason-aliens-colon-1827595643Onyx Path YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/user/TheOnyxPathOnyx Path Twitch: https://www.twitch.tv/theonyxpathOnyx Path Discord: https://discord.gg/5uckcBk
  15. "Ever the gentleman," Sable's silky accent lured their attention as she walked into the small infirmary. They could hear her footsteps echoing on the marble floors (seriously, who marbled their entire penthouse these days...) and it grew more and more obvious that D'Sombra kept everything running like a successful business, twenty-four-seven. Her security were always in suits, with polishes dress shoes, and in the great deal of time Ravi have been in Sable's company she was never in anything that he would consider not 'business wear' with that hint of 'vampires make everything look sexier'. It had occured to him that he'd yet to see her in jeans or sweats, or workout leggings, or pajamas... like she had no life outside her service to D'Sombra, and never in anything but black. Now she'd settled on a pair of leggings that shimmered like satin and a form-fitting long sleeved top. "Lie back and relax please, Mr. FitzCoventry." She was holding folded clothes in her hand and offered them to Amelia, who quickly noticed they were actually her own clothes. The two massive mountains in suits followed her in. The fact that they had to duck to enter the doorway didn't make Amelia feel any safer. "Ms. Parsons, these gentlemen will show you to the guest room down the hall. There you may freshen up. Feel free to use anything you need, it's fully stocked. If you wish to return, be mindful I'll be in here wrenching a bullet from his lung, so should you be the squeamish sort, consider that your warning." "Why black?" Asked Amelia. "Everything here is black, except this one room." "Blood, dear," Sable answered honestly as she slowly peeled away the bandage. "Doesn't show up on black as well as on other colors. Also, and I'll use layman's terms, 'vampires' all possess different powers, some like what you've seen in the movies. In the Marquesa's case, her bloodline, or 'Clan' as they call themselves, are masters of shadows. The darkness is her home. As her ghoul, I have inherited some of her power, but never have I been able to master shadows. To see it is truly fascinating." She collected a few implements from the drawers and begun setting them out on a finely-polished medical tray. "Everything supernatural, however, comes with a price. Often several. In my Mistresses case you may have noticed by now that she casts no reflection, yes? Finely polished floors, gold, silver, mirrors... she surrounds herself with all the things that no longer cast her reflection." "So, the portraits..." Ravi quietly added. "They obsess over portraiture. When you go a millennia without seeing yourself it takes a toll, I would imagine." Her heels tapped softly as she turned to set the tray next to Ravi and turned back to the counter to collect a few more things. "Thankfully, it's been easier in the last few years. For some reason digital photography is not affected and thanks to 3D printing and scanning technology she has been able to see herself for the first time in centuries. Dare I say, you've caught her at a good time and in a fine mood." She turned her head to look at Amelia. "A word of advice though, dear. Once you notice her lack of a reflection, don't gawk. Her kind consider it impolite, and never speak about it unless she does first. It's a grave insult." Sable turned and looked to the two huge men and nodded. They both opened their mouths, and revealed that they were missing their tongues before slowly closing them again. "Supernatural society is not human society." She shadowy clad assistant slid the cap off a syringe and inserted it into the bung of a vial. "The laws and customs are quite different. Mouthing off to a person on the street might get you into a shouting match, among these people it could get your throat ripped out. I mean that for the both of you, but in fairness and no disrespect, Ms. Parsons, you seem to have a more direct personality. I'm asking you to be mindful, is all. However, she does have a use for you, so, at least your throats are safe, for the time being." The two men stepped aside and waved their arms towards the door, ushering Amelia out. "Now, this will hurt you a lot more than it hurts me," on Sable, a mischievous and sociopathic grin never looked so good. "I'll try to be gentle, I swear, but I promise nothing." Ravenna was right, she had the hands of an angel. As she spoke she'd already injected him twice with the local anesthetic and he's not even felt it while lost in her full lips and the exotic almond shape of her eyes.
  16. "Well..." Ravi shifted slightly on the medical bed. "Considering that I took a bullet in the left lung and I haven't drowned in my own blood and-" he peeled back the bandage a little to check "-the wound doesn't seem to be leaking much, something is definitely up." He re-covered the wound and winced as he let his arm drop to his side. "It still hurts, though. Sort of an itchy burning ache." The handsome young man still seemed to be finding breathing difficult, and his tanned features - which were the same light golden-bronze as his chest, Amelia noted without meaning to - were drawn and pale. "Yeah. What's with that anyway?" Amelia peered at him, then at the location of the bandage. She wasn't an expert: most of her medical knowledge came from hospital depictions in movies, but most people who'd been shot there should probably be ventilated - or was that intubated? Fibrillated? - by now. "Does De Sombra really think you'll be fine once her Girl-Friday digs a bullet out of you?" "Buggered if I know." Ravi wheezed a little, smiling. "I'd imagine, though, that she at least believes that whatever I am, I'm more resilient than I look." He made a face and glanced around for a mirror. Finding none, he shrugged, wincing again. "If I look as bad as I feel, I'd have to be." There were a few moments of silence as he gazed at her, his golden eyes gleaming under the overhead lights of the infirmary. When he opened his mouth, Amelia half expected another witticism, or perhaps some flirtation as he tried to distract himself, but instead his tone and expression were ones of earnest curiousity. "Who do you think this Mourne fellow is? I seem to remember his name being bandied around at some art gallery thing not long ago - the same one I met Ravenna at, come to think of it." He frowned slightly. "Some irate woman was storming up to Ravenna, demanding answers, then storming away again in a worse mood. Mourne's name came up then." He sighed, looking up at the ceiling. "I remember her because she had spectacular breasts and seemed batshit crazy." He winked one golden eye at her. "Always remember the crazy ones." "Lovely." Amelia rolled her eyes at him, trying not to smile. "Just what I need on my obituary - 'Ravi remembered her because she was crazy'." "No, you got upgraded to 'quirky'. And 'looks good in a tight dress'. And 'let me rest my head on her lap after I'd been shot'." He added in a slightly chiding manner, one corner of his mouth twitching as he fought the urge to smile. "Don't sell yourself so short. I don't take bullets for just anyone."
  17. Cassandra sat through the entire tirade, then said, "Wow, okay. From the top." She closed her eyes and started to recite: "I was feeling off, so I went to the doctor's office. It has nothing to do with any rumors. There's nothing to talk about yet. I don't know what you're hearing from your sources, maybe you should check with them? Mari's trying to set a new trend, she thinks the look'll be hot. Yes I am. No you can't. And...someone doesn't sound like a credible witness?" Leila folded her arms more and more tightly as Cassie went on, then said, "This is bullshit, Cassandra. You report to me. You can't keep secrets from your editor! What's the point of a reporter who doesn't report?!" "Yes!" Cass said abruptly, cutting her off. "It's bullshit! Ask bullshit questions, get bullshit answers! Jesus, Laila, are you actually paying people to follow me around or something?! Look! I've been through some shit lately, and I am still trying to work out what I can hand in, and what will get me arrested for handing in. Who's kissing who is nothing, Laila. It's nothing." She took a deep breath, trying to exhale the sudden tension in her neck and shoulder, and held her hands out in mock surrender. "Alright. Deadlines are good. Deadlines keep me focused. I need two days to untangle all this, and get something printable on your desk. Alright? Two days. That'll give you time to get it out this week if you get the copy in on time." Laila narrowed her eyes suspiciously. "So what, you just fuck off for two days, then put some piece of science fiction down? No, I want to know what this story IS, Allen. What are you working on, and why isn't it...any of those things I was asking about? I'm handing you grade A material here, but you're just...no, I need more time..." Her voice slid up into a mocking falsetto on the last phrase. Cassandra rubbed her temples and said, "Right, well, I can't say much yet because ongoing investigations and all that, but basically a tiny bit of what you said was kind of right in a very roundabout way. Remember when Cody disappeared?" Immediately Laila was sitting down across from Cassie, intently focused. "Yeah." "Well, then around Labor Day some other kids were taken too. A few kids realized something was going on, and pieced enough together to get in way over their heads...but then, against all odds, managed to pull it out at the end and save some lives. That is the story. What I'm going through now is working out how specific I'm allowed to be, who wants to be on record, and all that." Laila was quiet for a moment, studying Cassandra minutely. "Two days?" "Best I can do." Finally she nodded. "Okay. Two days. But it had better be exactly as awesome as you're making it sound." Then Laila stalked away. "Sure," Cassie grumped under her breath. "Because that's what I needed. More pressure."
  18. "Right. Well. Frau Ackula did say Sable had the 'touch of an angel' so that scans," Amelia said. She folded her arms, then muttered something under her breath and got her phone out. Then she started up a speech-to-text app, repeated what the guy had said as best she could imitate it, and fed THAT into a German-to-English translator. And scowled. "Not German. Or my pronunciation sucks. Or both. Probably both. What did you say? African?" "Afrikaans," Ravi corrected, a little bemused. "But..." "I know," snapped Amelia as she swiped a finger on the phone's screen. "I just...it's going to bug me. Oh. Hey, look at that. Afrikaans. Who knew." Immediately she turned and pointed at Ravi, "And don't say 'me.' I'm onto you." With a chuckle Ravi held his hands up, palms out, jokingly signaling surrender. "Not yet, but give me a little time to heal up and you could be." Amelia scowled again and stuffed her phone away. "So. I am not a hundred percent sure this whole thing isn't just her playing with her food, you should know. Sending you after me, staging an attack that she then rescues us from...manipulating our feelings, making us feel grateful, dependent...it's exactly the kind of thing I'd expect. And this whole 'you've been chosen' thing is simultaneously too vague to be plausible, and too specific to be plausible. Like...she knows it's US who's been chosen, but not by who or for what? Uh huuuh..." She paced away, then back. "Okay. My head's exploding. I need a shower, apparently. I just." For a second Amelia looked at her hands, then shook them as if they were wet, then looked back at Ravi. "Is it weird I'm not freaking out more about this? I feel like it's weird. I mean...maybe it's just shock. Maybe it hasn't sunk in yet. There's definitely some...like...furniture being rearranged upstairs... This could explain a LOT, you know? Assuming it's not some kind of incredibly elaborate disinformation scheme."
  19. Now available in PDF and print from DriveThruRPG: One Foot in the Grave: A Jumpstart for Geist: The Sin-Eaters 2nd Edition! Remove a keystone, and the arch collapses. It’ll be no different with her. Like every city, Rochester has its ghosts — and like other cities, it has those who prey upon and those who aid the dead. The machinations of a young but powerful Reaper, the Iridescent Maggot, threaten one of the dead patrons of Rochester’s ghost community, and there are none who can stand against it. None, that is, save the Sin-Eaters of Rochester, who will brave even the Underworld to keep their city safe. One Foot in the Grave contains: A full introductory story designed to guide players and Storytellers into the world of Geist: The Sin-Eaters 2nd Edition. Nine ready-to-play characters.Abbreviated rules, including everything needed to play out the story. Story hooks to extend play into a full Chronicle. Also available: Pirates of Pugmire Community Content Assets! “Out here on the Acid Sea, it doesn’t matter what your house is or what noble family you’re descended from. All you need is a sturdy ship, a plastic hull, and a firm wind behind you. And maybe some guns.“ — “Stumpy” Sabu Chromachilde, gecko captain of the Pig’s Tale Pirates of Pugmire is a chronicle sourcebook for both Pugmire and Monarchies of Mau. It’s usable with either game, or as part of a joint experience. Canis Minor Community Content Program Canis Minor is our imprint that allows you — our Pugmire community — to create and sell self-published material for the Pugmire and Monarchies of Mau roleplaying game. You can offer your work for free, set a price, or make it pay-what-you-want. We’ll give you some resources to help you out, and a marketplace for other Pugmire fans to use. For more information check out the Canis Minor Content Guidelines and the Frequently Asked Questions. This collection includes all the templates and art assets needed to get you started creating your very own adventures and supplements based on Pirates of Pugmire for the Canis Minor community content program. Inside you will find: A selection of artwork from the Pirates of Pugmire book.A basic template to help you create Pirates of Pugmire compatible PDFs.Front and back cover templates for your PDF. Sales DriveThruRPG’s Urban Fantasy & Steampunk sale is on, with up to 30% selected products, and Onyx Path is no stranger to the genre: we’ve got more than 80 items in the sale, both from our own collection as well as community content from the Storypath Nexus! And of course our friends at White Wolf also have 135 of their own products involved. Crowdfunding Update The Trinity Continuum: Adventure! Kickstarter, has one week to go, and we funded in 3.5 hours! With $86,624, we’re currently at 247% of our $35,000 goal, thanks to our 1383 backers! Kickstarter’s new built-in Add On utility is a real help. We’ve hit the following stretch goals: Trinity Continuum: Adventure! Storyguide ScreenTrinity Continuum: Adventure! Jumpstart: With 6 ready-made charactersAdventure! Addendum: Sensational hideouts, Strange New Life, Startling Secrets of the Ninth CircleThrilling Tales!: A scenario PDF featuring playable chapters from the Adventure! audio drama: Deadly Eclipse! and Terror from the Skies!Backer T-ShirtDigital Wallpaper Did you miss one of our previous Kickstarters? The following Kickstarted products are still open for preorders via BackerKit: Scarred Lands: Dead Man’s RustScion: Scion: DemigodScion: Scion: Dragon and Scion: Masks of the MythosThey Came from Beyond the Grave!: They Came from Beyond the Grave!Trinity Continuum: Trinity Continuum: Aberrant Legendlore: LegendloreWorld of Darkness: WoD: Ghost HuntersMage: The Ascension: Technocracy ReloadedMage: The Ascension: M20 Victorian AgeChronicles of Darkness: Deviant: The RenegadesChronicles of Darkness: Hunter: The Vigil 2nd EditionChronicles of Darkness: Mummy: The Curse 2nd Edition Community Spotlight The following community-created content for Scarred Lands has been added to the Slarecian Vault in the last week: Your product could be here! Have you considered creating your own to sell? The following community-created content for Realms of Pugmire has been added to Canis Minor in the last week: Your product could be here! Have you considered creating your own to sell? The following community-created content for Storypath has been added to the Storypath Nexus in the last week: Scion: Pindorama: A Brazilian Setting for ScionScion: Pindorama: Companion UpdateTrinity Continuum: Conditioned Responses 2: Extreme ConditioningYour product could be here! Have you considered creating your own to sell?
  20. A vast underground ruin, filled with dangers and treasures unlike any seen before! They call it the Grave of the … Where the Machines Wait The post Where the Machines Wait appeared first on Monte Cook Games.
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  22. We’re just about three weeks into the Trinity Continuum: Adventure! Kickstarter, and we’ve hit the legendary Sargasso Sea of Lost Ships time period where the KS pledges start to drip in. We find this “slow time” with all of our KS’s, pretty much, and many of our friends in other companies report the same thing, so it’s not unusual – but we’d still like to get the word out. This is a great time for folks out there to join us in pushing the KS to friends, family, random strangers – whatever gets more eyes on the KS page! Our TC: Adventure! team have continued to sit in on interviews and other media – doing their part to spread the word – and you can find those links down below in the Media section. Meanwhile, we do keep achieving Stretch Goals and building the companion books, just a bit more slowly at this period! V5 Trail of Ash and Bone art by Ken Meyer. Jr. In keeping with the theme of the last several weeks of covering the pulp roots of adventure, I’m thinking a little show and tell of the various pulp elements and the callbacks to first edition that I picked to include on the Trinity Continuum: Adventure! cover might be fun. And fun is the name of the game when it comes to pulp! We’ll start from the top down: There are a couple of things going on here that are presented together: first, this is our cavalcade of villains. We based these on the baddies from first edition, who were heavily photo-manipulated members of our White Wolf staff during that time. So their photos were great source reference material for our 2e cover artist Shen Fei. It has been said that the pulps were only as exciting as their villains. And we have some goodies. Uh, baddies. Well, you know what I mean. Since Zorbo was always one of my favorites of all of them in terms of megalomaniac splendor, he gets the big “topper” position and we use his death balloons as a backdrop that includes an aerial dogfight. There was a whole sub-section of pulp that was primarily about aerial aces, but all of them had flying and fights in the skies as elements of their stories. Aviators were a big thing then, with the new developments in flight driven by the two world wars fascinating the regular folk who bought the pulps. Amelia Earhart disappeared in 1937, and while Charles Lindbergh’s flying exploits were more in the decade before, in the early 30s the tragedy of his son’s kidnapping and murder kept America’s flying hero in everybody’s minds. Below them, we have a veritable smorgasbord of pulp tropes, but most importantly they surround possibly the key character of the Trinity Continuum: Max Mercer in the classic ripped shirt punching pose that is clearly an homage to Doc Savage. Doc appeared on most of the pulps and all of the paperback covers in a shirt ripped by his exertions as a hero doing heroic things. Besides punching what is clearly a “living skeleton” hard enough to knock its skull off, Max is in a jungle – a favorite pulp setting – that also seems to have some kind of albino great apes as inhabitants. Previously undiscovered varieties of animals was a huge thing in pulp adventure fiction, sometimes for good, but often as part of the inexplicable death plots of the villains. Further, I wanted to include an early model car, as again, the development of the automobile and the gadgets a car could include were a big part of pulp, and why not include an adventurer using a super-science gizmo to zap some hoods that probably came out of that vehicle? Gangsters and criminals were also frequently the bad guys – usually as the disposable pawns of the master criminals. Finally, still in just this one section of the cover, we have an ancient ruin – often a different civilization that we know from history books were in that area, a robot because SCIENCE!, and an adventurer that looks vaguely familiar being chased by a dinosaur. Whether in the Hollow-earth, or just isolated parts of the world, stories that contained dinosaurs and other prehistoric creatures all jumbled up time-wise were a popular type of story. After all, if your hero had a tough fight with a bear, how much more exciting was one with a saber-tooth tiger or rampaging dinosaur? And as a kid who loved dinosaurs beyond all reason, having them in the pulp stories just made them so much fun for me! Here we are: the original Aeon Society from the 20s depicted posing in the classic photo I made and included as a historical relic for the first Aeon book – and reused over and over again in the first edition. Had to have them here, not just because of that first edition callback, but because their characters ran the gamut of pulp heroes: the weird scientist, the science-mystic, the crackshot, the disguise artist, the flying ace, the explorer, and their leader. These folks were also portrayed by members of the White Wolf staff during the time that we were working on the first Aeon core book and they’ve lived in immortality ever since! Below them, you see the Hammersmith Event explosion that was this era’s “empowering” moment. One of the three “tent-pole” events that make up the trinity that the setting could be said to be named after. Finally, just like on the previous core books’ covers we have our new characters representing the player characters that could be made in the setting. They combine bit and pieces of options in the book, with maybe some tommy-gun shooting toughness, maybe something more mystical or hypnotic, and definitely some masked gadgeteering. Pretty close to the three types of heroes in the book, and pretty close to some classic pulp tropes. Below them is the city. Any city from the 1930s, although there are a bunch of New York landmarks squooshed together along with other buildings going up. Always up. This was the time of skyscrapers and the building of towers. And above them, an autogyro, the forerunner of helicopters in my mind, and as good a symbol of that age as any – and different than a dirigible, which we did consider. Figured Zorbo’s death balloons got us close enough to them, and we’d be sure to have them in the interior art. Anyway, that’s how I tried to pull in just about everything I love in the pulp fiction of the time and combine it all in a way that we hadn’t yet so that the various details add up to a feeling, an impression, that matches the fun and adventure that are specific to the pulp genre. Hunter: The Vigil 2e art by Alex Shiekman Meanwhile, Behind the Facade of That Innocent Looking Company: Most of what we discussed today were options for the Onyx Path 2021 Online Con panels, as well as which projects would benefit from Actual Play sessions during the con. We’re trying to give those games that folks need to see being played some APs, and also those that just need publicity – like any that are going to have upcoming crowd-funding campaigns after the mid-June con date. Because everybody has opinions and favorites, it’s one of those topics that benefit from us discussing and hashing out the choices of game lines. From the list we agreed on, we can look at each game listed and assign possible GMs, which will then be parsed with available times and available players. It’s spread-sheet heaven! We’re doing a similar thing with the panels, and then the final piece will be all the non-AP games that will be played during the con time frame. There should be a lot more of those than the panels and APs, and many more of our game lines will be played in those games. So, we’re hoping every line gets a game or more that folks can sign up for, or watch something about if it’s a discussed during a panel or demo’d during an AP. Lick I menttioned last weak. Dixie coud styll youse: more editors! If the previous two sentences bugged you so that you read this through white-hot fields of fiery rage, you too may be just who she’s looking for! Contact info is on our website! Legendlore art by Gunship Revolution A new sale is up on DTRPG – this time it’s an Urban Fantasy-themed sale so you’ll be able to find PDFs on sale for Scion, Both Mage lines, and both Changeling lines. I hear there are also a lot of our community content sites’ projects included, as well! Finally, we compared notes on a lot of meetings happening this week, starting off with a new set of Developer Town Hall virtual meetings tomorrow (Tuesday), with an earlier one to make it easier for our freelance creatives across the Atlantic, and a later one for folks west on the US East coast. We never know what these chats are going to cover, as while our Monday Meeting crew will have a couple of topics to offer, we’re also there to answer questions or just engage in discussion with anyone attending who wants us to. This has been the pattern since we started these last year in order to bring our far-flung creators together in an official venue – and it really has seemed that folks appreciated it during all the weirdness and awfulness of 2020. As always, I ask any of you who have questions or topics that you’d like me to mention to the devs, please do offer them up in the Comments section of this blog! I WILL bring them up to the crew. They have questions, the MM crew have questions, you all have questions – we’re all in this together, and it’s a chance to get answers and a discussion going pertaining to your favorites of our: Many Worlds, One Path! BLURBS! Kickstarter! The Trinity Continuum: Adventure! Kickstarter has been running a few days short of three weeks, and we have already achieved 11 Stretch Goals including two sets of Ready Made Characters and a Jumpstart, plus three chapters each of the TC: Adventure! Addendum (hide-outs and strange new life) and Thrilling Tales – a book of adventures from the Tales of the Aeon Society audio drama! Here’s the 11th Stretch Goal: The Adventure! Addendum – Startling Secrets of The Ninth Circle! – A directory for Branch 9’s collection of the most dangerous and strange telluric energy weapons will be added to the Trinity Continuum: Adventure! companion PDF. Zaaaap! Join us for two-fisted action in a world on the cusp of World War Two! Check it out! https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/200664283/trinity-continuum-adventure-tabletop-roleplaying-game Onyx Path Media! This week: The Trio look back at three years of Pathcasts and create a new “jumping on point” for listeners as they recap who they are, their gaming history, and maybe the past few years of Onyx Path! Back to the beginning! As always, this Friday’s Onyx Pathcast will be on Podbean or your favorite podcast venue! https://onyxpathcast.podbean.com/ Polyhedron interviewed the incredibly talented Danielle Lauzon and Eddy Webb regarding the TC: Adventure! RPG! Do check out their interview right here: http://metahedronstudios.com/polyhedron/2021/4/1/polyhedron-ep-129-are-you-ready-for-adventure? Jumpstart month continues for Onyx Path media! We’re running one of every Jumpstart we can for our games, introducing them to new players and putting them in the hands of GMs skilled at some games, but new to these ones! We would love it if you checked some of these out, to maybe get acquainted for the first time with some of our games! Check out the schedule and tune in! For anyone new to our media section, you can find us running and playing games over on twitch.tv/theonyxpath pretty much every day of the week! Plus, if you’d like your games hosted there, just get in touch with Matthew Dawkins using the contact link on matthewdawkins.com. This week on Twitch, there’s a bumper harvest of videos scheduled for you Frostlands of Fenrilik – Behind the ScreenTrinity Continuum: Adventure! – Vorpal TalesScarred Lands – Dead Man’s Rust – Red Scar GamingScion – Become as Gods – Powered by AstralV5 – Styx & Bones – Table GothChangeling: The Dreaming – The Last Faerie TaleThey Came from Beneath the Sea! Jumpstart – Haunted ChroniclesThey Came from Beyond the Grave! Jumpstart – Vorpal TalesTrinity Continuum: Aberrant – Utopia North – Dork TalesScarred Lands – Pirates of Bloodwater – Devil’s LuckV5 – Thy Kindred Come – Rolling NomadsPICK OF THE WEEK V5 – The Badger Game – Band of BadgersHunter: The Vigil – Anomalies Unbound – Devil’s LuckVampire: The Requiem JumpstartCofD: Dark Eras: The Wyrd West – Haunted Chronicles The pick of the week for this week is Band of Badgers’ V5 game, which continues to be excellent, and run by a superb team! Keep your eyes open for Ricky Dorada of The Ministry, Matthew Dawkins’ favourite character! Get watching for some fantastic insight into how to run these wonderful games and subscribe to us on Twitch, over at twitch.tv/theonyxpath Come take a look at our YouTube channel, youtube.com/user/theonyxpath, where you can find a whole load of videos of actual plays, dissections of our games, and more, including: Scion – Become as Gods – Episode 8 – https://youtu.be/kf1VmUijfEI Trinity Continuum – Adventure! The Purist Evil – Vorpal Tales – Episode 1 – https://youtu.be/SgSOibnVvxk Changeling: The Lost – Spreeepark – Episode 2 – https://youtu.be/6zcXibNFVCM Scarred Lands – Dead Man’s Rust – Episode 2 – https://youtu.be/PBUmUbpSY7o Scarred Lands – Dead Man’s Rust – Episode 3 – https://youtu.be/EYsE-A-AgT0 Subscribe to our channel and click the bell icon if you want to be notified whenever new news videos and uploads come online! The Band of Badgers YouTube channel is now hosting their Vampire: The Masquerade actual play, which is just superb. A real fine chronicle to watch: https://youtu.be/gWdj_LKolws The Exaltcast continues its fantastic show introducing you to the wonders and horrors of the Realm and its various inhabitants. The next episode is for the Swirling Tide of Dreams – https://www.exaltcast.com/2021/03/22/swirling-tide-of-dreams-the-dreaming-sea/ – From the towers of Volivat to the Dragon-blooded god-kings of Prasad, the Dreaming Sea holds plot ideas like the giant guys that hold up Palanquin. Monica and Chazz talk dream pirates and primordial beta releases in Creation’s rough draft. Over on ExalTwitch they’ve been running some amazing games of Exalted, and even have a show wiki for viewers to follow along! ExalTwitch: Academy is set in The House of Bells, a prestigious school for Dragon-Blooded Exalted of the Realm to train in the ways of war. The chronicle follows three young Dragon-Bloods as they try to prove their worth to their fellow students, their Houses, and themselves. Their most recent VOD, Episode 12 (“Immortals”), is here: https://youtu.be/hHGUjPnWZcw The playlist for the series: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2Zb3M2x8PJk&list=PLsZP95-GZNa0ynoCIVyliNF5rypCHvh0M The show wiki, with synopses, character descriptions, etc: RPGClinic Wiki | Fandom Two D Ten reviews V5 Children of the Blood, which is currently only out to backers, right here: https://youtu.be/f2pk4n2RowA Give them your support and a subscribe! The amazing Scarred Lands Purge of the Serpentholds crew now run their games over on Roll the Role! Do give them a follow and a subscribe, because their gaming is among the most entertaining I’ve seen: https://www.twitch.tv/rolltherole Wards & Witchcraft continue their wonderful Mage: The Awakening chronicle which you can watch right here: The cabal cannot proceed until until one of them dies at the executioners block. They will have to deal with their past, their future, and their present. 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Vigil Watch Compiled – Advance PDF errata input.Contagion Chronicle Jumpstart (Chronicles of Darkness) – Errata incorporated, PoD version being prepped.Children of the Blood – Backer PDF out to backers, amassing errata. TC: Under Alien Skies – Josh inputting John’s changes.Heirs to the Shogunate – Proofing. Mummy 2e Screen – At Paradox for approval. At Press V5 Cults of the Blood Gods – At KS fulfillment shipper. Aberrant – At KS fulfillment shipper. TC: Aberrant Screen – Printer finished, shipping to KS fulfillment shipper.V5 VTT Tokens – Prepping for going live.Geist: One Foot In the Grave – PDF and PoD versions live Wednesday on DTRPG. Today’s Reason to Celebrate! Here’s a list for today and this week: – 20 years ago today WW announced the license with Interplay to produce console games based on Hunter – Wednesday April 14th is the 6th anniversary of the cancellation of the WoDMMO – But also the 12th anniversary of Creature Collection 4e from Fiery Dragon – April 15th is 1 year since Dystopia Rising: Evolution came out – This coming Sunday April 18th is 14 years since Scion: Hero 1e
  23. 1300-ish, Shelly High School The Snickers bar didn't do much, in fact, she was hungry again about thirty minutes later. With eyes closed she stood at her locker, hidden by the small door, taking a moment to collect her thoughts and just relax. She could hear the school all around her, the chaotic garble of too many people talking all at once, the occasional squeak of a shoe across the waxed floors, locker doors slamming closed or popping open. It was almost hypnotic and she felt like she could just curl into a ball fall aslee- "Um, excuse me?" She breathed. If she ignored it, it would go away. Right? "E-excuse me? You're Marissa, right? Marissa Jauntsen?" She opened her eyes and lazily spun about to face whomever it was trying to get her attention. Lunchtime. One hour... just one hour to herself, was that too much to ask? It was, said the cosmos as she tried to guess why Steve Rodgers, before the serum, was trying to flag her down at her locker. Sandy blonde, 90 pounds soaking wet (with a brick tied to his ankle, hopefully), and unpleasant to look at he certainly wasn't anything she'd consider interesting. His teeth were straight and his eyes were a pretty shade of silvery gray. "What," she asked lazily and like she hadn't heard a word he'd said up until now. "Hi, I'm, uh, Garett." He smiled nervously and offered his hand which she just glared at as her eyebrow slowly raised up in confusion. "Great." She slid her book into her locker, having realized just then that she'd been holding the whole time. "Don't care." Garret lowered his hand, his cheeks flushing slightly, "Oh, uh... so, um, you're Cade Allister's girlfriend, right?" "We're not putting a label on it," she said on reflex. She turned from her open locker and looked at Garret. "You're still here... why?" "Yeeaah, why wouldn't I be?" he tried to smile past her attitude. Truth was she intimidated the hell out of him most days, but today she just seemed less like herself and more approachable. "But you two are going out, though, right?" "Yes, no... sort of," Marissa, exasperated let her shoulders collapse and she just faced him, shaking her head in annoyance. "Why? What's it to you, anyway?" "My friend, didn't know if you had a date for Homecoming and wanted me to ask you for him," he pointed across the way and heads of two other students disappeared behind lockers. "Ronnie." "Wilkins?" she said with a disgusted look on her face. "He never bathes. I have a class with him, we can smell him from three seats away... no, nuh uh, no way in hell, ever. Plus, he's a Freshman. Tell Ronnie to stay in his lane. Maybe his pillow is free that night, Gary." "It's uh, Garret." He pointed out. "Don't care." She also pointed out. "Um, what about Sean Cassidy?" Garret added. "Sean is a guy, Barret." "Garre-," he shrugged. "You know, never mind. I'm cool with Barret. No, the reason I was asking was because you hang out with Sean, right?" "Sean hangs with me," she corrected him. Her gaze got as hard as it could, given how miserable she was feeling. "So if you have a problem with him, you have one with my brother and me. Now, why do you want to know about Sean? Hurry up, you're like a little mosquito, and you're starting to bother the hell out of me. I don't even recognize you, are you a Freshman too?" "Wh-what? N-no," this was why she scared the crap out of him. She spoke and flipped to angry faster than he could think of what he was going to say. He swallowed hard, trying to relax and say what he needed to before she went nuclear. "I mean, yes. I am a Freshman, but I don't' have a problem with Sean... we heard he's a gamer and were wondering if he had any open spots in his gaming group? I was hoping you could... um, p-pass my info along to him, please?" He presented her with a torn piece of notebook paper with their numbers written on it in obvious gamer handwriting. "I have a raw damage wizard I've been wanting to try out and was hoping he had the room." She stared at the paper for a good long moment, brow raised in mock appraisal of the weeb specimen so brazenly standing in front of her. What happened to her? When did the nerds and losers of this school decide that she had fallen so far that they could simply just approach her like she was one of them and not their royalty to be worshipped? She sighed deeply and snatched it from him. "Surefinewhatever," and stuffed it into her jean pocket. "Now go away, Glen I we're done." "See? Now you're not even trying anymo-" she forced her past him with a slam of her locker and made it three steps before her world began to spin. She stopped as the walls wavered and the ceiling weft about slowly her eyes rolled back and Marissa fell backwards... Garret yelled for help from won of the teachers and Courtney hazily appeared in her field of vision as a blurry mess right before her world went black.
  24. 1240, Shelly High School The school newspaper office was quiet, a perfect place for Cassie to slip away, to sit down and ostensibly go over material from the classes she'd missed this morning - but more truthfully to wrestle with the revelations shown her by her gift. It certainly seemed like Marissa was in with Enterich, who was definitely a Bad Guy in addition to being a sicko who'd convinced another sicko to murder a child. What had the money been for? Was it anything to do with the murder attempt this morning? She wasn't looking forward to the meeting later, for certain. Well, she was and she wasn't. On the one hand, it needed to happen, and her desire to find the truth at the heart of today's events would (hopefully) be satisfied. On the other hand... It was likely to be acrimonious. Both Jason and Autumn had expressed misgivings about the meeting - the other half of Team Pluck somewhat nebulously and her strange boyfriend with characteristic brutally clinical breakdown. Cassandra was moderately satisfied with her powers of persuasion in getting Jase to attend - she just hoped it wouldn't add to the disaster potential. And thoughts of Jason Bannon naturally led to 'Ellie'. The striking similarities in how they acted - but Ellie was an alien and Bannon was a human psychopath. Or was he? He wouldn't lie about it - from what she understood of him - so maybe he thought he was one. Or maybe Ellie was lying. Or maybe... maybe, maybe, maybe. Another problem for the pile. Just let them get through today before working on tangential stuff, please, the blonde girl grumped to herself as she read the textbook page. Or stared at it anyway, her eyes seeing it but her brain elsewhere. She was saved from disappearing down another rabbit hole of musings when the door flew open and Leila Cross stormed into the newspaper office, closing the door firmly behind her before moving to sit at her desk, opposite Cassandra's. "Okay. What the actual fuck, Allen?" Leila's speared her newsroom partner with a glare and went on without waiting for an answer. "First, where did you go this morning? Second, does it have anything to do with rumors I'm hearing about Jason fucking Bannon being shot? Because if it does, I want to know why you're not already talking to me about the story. And speaking of stories, what the hell is this I'm hearing from my sources that you and a very assorted group of Shelly High's... let's call them 'finest' were at the fucking medical center last night after having rescued two kidnapped girls from a serial killer? Said group also containing Jason 'El Chapo' Bannon, Autumn Keane and the Jauntsens, who were also late in today. Why is Marissa Jauntsen dressed like a monochrome girl next door? Are you part of some weird teenage sex cult and can I join? Someone says they spotted Bannon kissing Keane down the road from the school not long ago - which is pretty damn frisky for a dude who reportedly got shot. What's the fucking story, Cassie?!" All that was missing was the toothbrush mustache and Leila thumping the desk demanding photos of Devin.
  25. Their hostess listened to her guests, poised elegantly with her blood red lips concealed behind her curled fingers in a standing ''thinkers' pose. "For now, Ms. Parsons," she pointed a digit upwards and took a few steps towards Amelia, her shoes echoing on the hard marble floor. "We'll do nothing. It's not uncommon for your kind to have to hide in the shadows and skulk about in plain sight of the kine." "Kine?" Amelia asked with an inquisitive eyebrow in her hosts direction. "A word we kindred use for your people. Mortals. Humans." The derisive tone in her accent reappeared briefly as she explained. "Our little shadow has gone on for millennia, those agents won't make a second attempt any time soon, but I've taken the liberty of relocating your apartment, you're welcome. You job, honestly, is probably quite safe. My people are working against them now so a direct assault on you again is not wise." Ravenna offered Amelia a matronly glare before turning her attention to Ravi. "But let's not tempt Fate, shall we?" "Let my people do their jobs, besides," her eyes locked on Ravi and he'd seen the expression of hunger in a woman's eyes numerous times, but nothing like what he saw in D'Sombra's. "Mr. FitzCoventry is not yet in any condition to be galivanting about the city, sleeping with it's estranged female populace while simultaneously completing a journey of self-discovery, now are you?" She leaned down and traced her finger gently up his abdomen with centuries of careful, practiced and erotic precision. A touch from her was like nothing he'd experienced and in the back of his mind he wondered if it was her, or just the nature of her 'condition'. She stopped at his wound, her finger tip smeared in half dried blood and withdrew it, rubbing it gently on her lips before indulging in a slow taste as her tongue traced the blood and cleaned her finger tip with a soft kissing sound. "My," she smiled. "You are a rare breed. Delicious." She had no need to, but the deep breath assisted her regaining control and restoring her poise. They could both a certain unease coming from her, like they were suddenly trapped in a room with a vicious animal and a brief moment later that moment had passed. "I hate to admit it," she said to them, turning once more to address them both. "But we need Mourne. My people are searching for him. He's not answering his phone, so chances are he's... conducting business. For now, Ms. Parsons, collect your thoughts, get cleaned up," Amelia noticed the way her arrogant gaze absorbed Amelia's appearance and she certainly caught the 'for the love of God', her hostess added a bit more quietly. "And enjoy my hospitality for the evening. Mr. FitzCoventry, these two gentlemen," she motioned to the ebony mountains that stood at the doors leading into the larger penthouse. "Will take you someplace more comfortable and we'll see about getting that bullet removed, save you some pain in the long run. Sable has an angel's touch, you'll be fine. I'll join you two shortly, after all, I owe you payment, Ravi. Do I not?" The two men left their post at a gesture from their mistress and proceeded to carry out her order. One gestured for Amelia to join them as the other assisted Ravi in standing and helping him along. The penthouse was a like a maze, consuming the entirety of the floor it was a combination of office and living space divided into dozens of large and small rooms. It was almost painful on the eyes how the color theme was so monochromatic, blacks and silvers everywhere with the only color being in the thousands of portraits that hung on the walls. Every ten feet was a painting, old and dated and in one instance, Ravi swore he saw 'Madame Monet and her Son' brightly lighting up the dreary décor of a meeting room as they passed by. The only white room they was a small infirmary, muted with grays and white, it didn't really surprise either of them that this room existed up here. In truth, Amelia was half expecting a Wal-Mart tucked into one corners of her 'how the rich live' experience. The man helped Ravi get situated on the table, lying him back and resting his head on a cylindrical pillow so he could see the room and still talk with Amelia. Despite their size and gruff exterior, bot men seemed gentle and professional, not manhandling their charge any more than was necessary. "Juffrou Sable sal binnekort by u aansluit." One said in a deep baritone as he and his partner left the room. "What?" Amelia asked. She shrugged looking at Ravi confused. "We- we don't understa-" The door closed, but it didn't seem locked. "Something about Sable joining us, I'm assuming," Ravi said calmly, winching and grunting slightly at the pain of not having quite settled in comfortably yet onto his new table. "Hints of Germanic... Afrikaans, possibly?" "You understood that?" she chuckled. "I am from Europe, Amelia. I know German when I hear it, not too hard to assume the rest. As for what they said? Not a clue." He smiled, reassuring her that he was just in the dark as she was.
  26. Roughly three months before the Gala... The Male Room existed within that curious niche between classy nightspot and sleazy den of iniquity. The woman who owned it, a thrice-married Tennessee heiress who, in her own words, wanted to end her days ‘like a female Hugh Hefner’ had spared no expense renovating, decorating and staffing the place. Adapted from a disused post office, as the name suggested, the establishment boasted a conspicuously official aesthetic: the bartenders and drinks servers were dressed in a tight pseudo-postal service uniform of short-sleeved shirt and shorts, the bar itself looked like an old-fashioned post-office counter, with each tender having their own ‘window’ through which they would take orders and serve customers, and the MC frequently made post related jokes when introducing the acts. The place was clean, the service was good, the clientele was loud and enthusiastic but also up-market, and the drinks were amazing. What gave it the air of iniquity was that the aforementioned acts were male strippers - or ‘exotic dancers’ if one preferred the euphemism. Which perhaps explained the sometimes raucous reaction of the customers, predominantly female, ranging from college girls out on a lark to more mature women looking for an opportunity to escape the tedium of their everyday lives, projecting their fantasies onto the various well-built, handsome and athletic men who were wholly unlike their surly, work-and-sports-obsessed husbands (or in some cases, ex-husbands). The waiters, also selected for their attractiveness and easy smiles, caught their fair share of tips and attention as well, now and then having to gently remind the more ardent customers that hands were for tipping, not for grabbing. Private dances could also be booked for single women or small groups, offering interested clientele the option of greater discretion and more personal attention. The rules were the same, of course: groping was kept to a minimum, hands off meant hands off, full nudity was out, and the men were dancers, not prostitutes. The Male Room’s management was very conscious of New York’s laws about such things. However… Certain women, and more rarely men, who were in the know, who were rich and discreet and vetted by the owner herself, might learn that certain of the dancers could be... amenable to other arrangements. Nothing to do with the club. What passed between consenting individuals off club premises was none of the management’s business, to be sure. The ‘First Class’ membership was only offered to a select few, and those few never told a soul without first clearing it with the owner, whereupon said soul might likewise be offered such a membership. Ravi strutted off the stage to the accompaniment of screams and calls for him to come back, a wide grin on his perspiration-drenched features as he caught a towel tossed to him by the MC, who clapped him on the shoulder. “Good job, kiddo. They’re gonna need mops and buckets out there. Best Friday crowd we’ve had in awhile. Keep it up, and I’ll talk to the boss about getting you a headline slot.” He grinned, showing several gold teeth, and headed past Ravi up the steps back onto the stage, lifting the mic to his mouth and straining to be heard over the crowd. “Now did Ravi deliver, or did he dee-liiiv-errrr?” his voice boomed as Ravi moved back towards the dressing rooms, passing the next dancer with a smile and a nod. Headline slot meant more pay, better cut of the tips, and more exposure. Sure, the spot would probably be on a slower night of the week, at least to start with, but the disgraced scion of English nobility found that he enjoyed the job. He liked the hunger he evoked, and the admiration, and the women… yes, indeed, the women. He just generally liked women, always had- and they liked him, or at the very worst hated the fact that they liked him, which was always amusing in itself. One of the staff was waiting for him as he entered the dressing rooms, a middle-aged man named Karl who acted as maitre-de for the club, and as such got to wear a more formal jacket and pants rather than the tight shorts and shirt of the others. As Ravi headed for the shower, the older man barred his path. “Hey, Ravi. Good show tonight.” he said conversationally, eyes flicking round to ensure nobody was listening. “Thanks.” Ravi stopped, realising why Karl was there, and felt a smile growing on his lips. This would either be a private dance request… or a First Class request. Either meant money, and in the latter case, sex. Satisfied they were alone, Karl leaned closer. “Money wants a First Class.” The maitre-de informed him conspiratorially. “How’s she look?” Ravi asked casually, grabbing a fresh towel and tossing the sweat-soaked one into the hamper. “Rich. Hot. Divorced or cheated on, if I’m any judge. First timer.” Karl said with the authority of a man who’d been doing this job for a while. “Could be a golden ticket if you play it right, m’man.” “Tell her I’ll be right there.” Ravi nodded, starting past him. “Said she wanted to meet you before you shower.” Karl’s voice stopped him. Ravi looked back, quizzically. Sure, it could be said possessed a certain... primitive allure as he was, with his hair hanging lank, skin glistening with perspiration, but it was nothing compared to when he’d cleaned up. Karl shrugged, and Ravi did likewise. “Fine, then.” he said, tossing the towel back on the pile. “Which room?” “Sorting Room.” Karl replied, referring to the sign above the door of the space in question. When Ravi entered the Sorting Room a couple of minutes later and closed the door quietly behind him, the booming bustle of the club dropped away and all that remained was a muted, muffled thump from the bass beats of the next act’s music. Inside, the walls and ceiling were mirrored, a low circular stage in the center of the room surrounded by comfortable couch seating that, with the soft lighting and the distant throb of the music, lent the room an atmosphere of sensual intimacy. The ‘Joan’ sat across from the door, a flute of champagne in one manicured hand and an open bottle in an ice bucket next to her. Stepping more fully into the room so she could see him, Ravi studied her, noting the stylishly done-up red hair, the short leaf-green dress with its plunging neckline and matching heels and purse. Her makeup was flawless, her skin naturally pale and needing little in the way of enhancement, her grey eyes luminous in the dim lights. He judged her to be perhaps thirty, though she could be a well-preserved forty; if so the years had been kind to her, for she was still beautiful. It was around the clear grey of her eyes that the first cracks appeared in her veneer of classy calm. The whites were slightly reddened, the mascara faintly smudged, as if she had ruined it with crying, wiped away the mess, then reapplied it over damp skin. Ravi stepped closer still, looking down at her as she let her gaze travel up his body, lingering for a moment at waist level before moving upwards, taking in the long dark hair hanging lank around his chiselled features before, finally, meeting his eyes. She drew in a breath that quivered softly as their eyes met, the glass in her hand trembling faintly as she drank from it, still looking into the green-gold pools of his gaze. Her tongue moistened her lips before she spoke. “Your eyes… are they real?” quavered a soft voice hesitantly, educated, composed despite the tremor it carried. “As real as yours.” Ravi replied softly, noting the almost timid way she looked at him, her eyes darting away from his before being drawn inevitably back into his gaze. She was nervous, that much was obvious. This was not something she had done before. He sat down on the edge of the low stage, facing her, and waited. “I… I saw you dance.” she said in a rush. “Two nights ago, I mean. Not tonight. And I asked if you were available for… for…” “First Class service?” Ravi supplied, smiling a little as a flush rose in the pale cheeks and her eyes dipped demurely. He let his own gaze wander down the faint blush of her throat and the pale cream of her bosom, noting the gold crucifix on a chain around her neck. Idly, he wondered how religious she was, and whether that was behind her reticence as much as anything else. “I need… My friends say I need a... To…” She paused as he raised a hand, then slipped from his seat and went down on one knee before her, leaning forward to look her in the eye as he took her free hand in both of his. “You don’t need to explain yourself to me.” he said softly, his voice smooth and low. “Not if you don’t want to. Just tell me where you would like to meet me.” He gently caressed the back of her hand with his fingertips. “My apartment.” she answered, her eyes shining as they met his, her expression somewhere between grateful, excited and fearful. “It’s downtown. Here.” Reluctantly disentangling her hand from his, she reached into her purse and produced a card. It was floral patterned, a name, number and street address embossed on the card. “Sienna Walker.” Ravi read from the card, looking up to meet her eyes as she shook her head. “No, it’s Hall, now. Uh… My husband - ex husband’s name was Walker. I need to get more cards made.” she was babbling now, and Ravi once more took her hand in his. “Hall is better.” he said with another soft smile. “May I call you Sienna, though?” “Oh, yes.” she breathed, then blushed as she realised her tone of longing. “I mean, it seems fine, given you… I mean I… We will..” “Be spending an evening in each other’s company, with no expectations of anything other than enjoyment.” Ravi finished for her, seeing her relax a little at his words as she looked into his eyes once more. “Whether that is a glass of wine and some conversation, or… other things is entirely up to you, Sienna.” She blushed just the tiniest bit at the mention of other things, but nodded. Ravi smiled, then brought her hand to his lips and gently kissed her knuckles before letting it slide from his fingers as he stood. “Finish your glass of champagne. It is very good here.” he told her as though he were not mostly naked before her, as though they were dining together in a fine restaurant rather than he being a gigolo she had just solicited. He gave her another dazzling smile. “I will see you later, Sienna.” She was watching him as he left, he could tell. He could feel her eyes, full of that mixture of timidity and hunger, scoring the lines of his form. He wondered if she would go through with the full transaction, or whether she would back out. Either way, she was beautiful and plainly in need of some manner of positive male company. Humming to himself, he went to shower and change. = = = = = = “This was a mistake.” Sienna said, as much to herself as to the handsome young man at the window. Ravi turned from the view over Central Park, studying the woman intently with one eyebrow raised. She still wore her coat, hands clasped as she stood by the lounge’s built-in bar, fingers twining nervously around each other. She wasn’t looking at him - hadn’t looked at him the whole taxi ride here, in fact. Nor had she said more than two words to him, despite him trying to draw her into conversation. They had hurried through the lobby of her expensive apartment building almost as though she was frightened to be seen, and the elevator ride up had been silent and tense - at least on her part. She’d ushered him into the apartment with a murmured “Come in.” - so make that four words - and then turned on some dim overhead lights and headed straight for the small bar in one corner. Whereupon she’d just… frozen as he admired the view - incidentally also watching her reflection in the glass. “Why?” he asked bluntly, wandering away from the floor-to-ceiling, wall-to-wall window that offered such a spectacular view and approaching her. “I don’t… I’m not this kind of person.” she said finally, glancing at him fleetingly as he came to lean against the bar, just out of arm's reach. “What kind of person?” Ravi asked in the same straightforward manner, his voice soft, watching rose suffuse her pale cheeks. “The kind that…” she hesitated, anguish twisting her pretty mouth. “Likes men?” Ravi supplied, smiling slightly at the shock that replaced her nervous anguish as she stared at him. “No! I meant-” “So you don’t like sex?” Now the flush turned angry-embarrassed rather than mortified, her grey eyes sharpening as they stared at him. “I mean, we can always play Scrabble.” he went on with an insouciant grin. “It’s your dime, as they say over here.” “I mean I’m not the type of woman who solicits fucking gigolos!” she snapped, eyes flashing now as anger overtook her nervousness. Ravi took a moment to savor the change in her manner, noting how she’d stopped wringing her hands and was straightening up, glaring at him almost imperiously. A formidable woman, when she wasn’t doubting herself. He nodded as though considering something. “So… What other kinds of gigolos are there?” he asked, still leaning casually against the bar. For a moment, she just stared. Then she started to laugh helplessly, her emotions whipsawing from shame to anger to mirth. She rested her hands on the bar, head lowered as she laughed, until her shoulders shook from more than laughter, and sobs mingled with her giggles. At that Ravi stepped forward, sliding his arms around her and pulling her into a hug, feeling her stiffen at first, then relax against him, burying her face against his shirt as she wept for what, he surmised, was likely not the first or even the second time tonight. Her hands clung to his shoulders, trembling a little with her sobbing, as whatever poison was in Sienna’s soul was flushed out with the salt of her tears. “I’m sorry.” she murmured into his shirt, sniffling as her composure started to return. She straightened, futilely attempting to smooth the tear and makeup streaked cotton before looking up to meet his amber gaze. “Don’t be.” he replied, smiling slightly. “It looked like you needed that.” “I did.” she confessed with a small laugh, then another sniff. “And now I need a drink.” she said, mindful of the fact he was still holding her close, and that she had just embarrassed herself. He let his arms slip from around her as she stepped away, nodding as he took a step back himself, resuming leaning against the counter and watching her. She removed her coat, feeling his gaze but not looking at him as she dumped it on one of the stools, before moving around behind the bar’s counter. “I’m having bourbon.” she told him, grabbing the bottle and a glass. “You?” “I shall be guided by the lady.” Ravi replied, causing her to smile as she got another tumbler, pouring a generous measure into each before sliding one towards him. Lifting her own glass, she clinked it against his and wordlessly tossed back half of the contents as Ravi sipped, both of them feeling the warmth of the liquor move through them. Sienna topped up her drink, then relaxed somewhat, leaning against the other side of the counter from Ravi, watching him watch her. “What?” she asked, feeling heat in her cheeks at his stare and hiding it with another sip from her glass. “How long?” At her blank look, he held up the ring finger on his left hand and waggled it, nodding towards her own hand holding the tumbler. Sienna glanced down at the band of pale skin marking where, some might say, the best years of her life had been wasted. She wasn’t so sure. Marriage to Tom Walker hadn’t been terrible - indeed, if it had she’d likely not be so distraught. She’d met him right out of college whilst interning at a merchant bank where he was a junior accounts manager, just a few years older than herself. They’d become work-friends, then friend-friends, then he’d asked her out, and for the first few years everything had been great. His rise in the office hierarchy had been meteoric, his keen head for figures and ability to shake the right hands and close the right deals contributing to that, and when they’d decided to have their first child he’d been very firm that whilst Sienna absolutely could keep working, his preference was for her to look after herself, the baby and the home. After some thought and discussion, she’d agreed, and hadn’t really regretted it. “How long married, or how long divorced?” she asked bluntly, her voice feeling raw in her throat, fingers tightening on the glass in her hand. “Yes.” Ravi shrugged, still watching her. She gave out a snort of laughter. Together, her and Tom had had a lovely daughter, who went to the best schools and was currently at Stanford… and then, almost twenty two years after marrying Tom, Sienna had found out about the affair. Affairs, plural. And after confronting her husband, she discovered that the affairs had started about the time she became a mother. And the why… the why burned in her soul. “Twenty one years, and four months.” She said, refilling her glass and taking another swallow of the fiery liquor. “He cheated.” It wasn’t a question. Sienna nodded, and Ravi echoed the nod more slowly. “I’m sorry.” “Yeah. So am I.” She propped herself against the counter, leaning closer to him, watching the play of light in his yellow-green eyes. “What about you?” “What about me?” he asked, changing the inflection and emphasis of the question slightly. She smiled a little. “Is your name really Ravi?” “Absolutely.” A smile, a sip of his drink. She watched his lips as he tasted the bourbon. “Is the accent real?” She asked challengingly. Focus on him. Focus on something that didn’t hurt. The warmth from the bourbon in her stomach was mingling with a different warmth. He was beautiful without being effeminate. His voice was soft, but resonated with some manner of purring subharmonic. He was watching her, but not dispassionately. Showered and dressed in well-fitting, classy clothes, he looked nothing like a stripper. He looked elegant, but the memory of him covered in perspiration, his hair lank with sweat following the sinuous, stretching dance he’d performed was seared in her mind’s eye. That, she felt intuitively, was the real man. The elegance, the urbanity, was an overlay atop something primal and raw. Something dangerous. “As real as my eyes, and the rest of me.” he answered with a flash of a grin. “You don’t look English. I mean-” she flushed a little but continued. “You look…” she gestured with her fingertips. “Exotic?” Ravi suggested. As she nodded, he shrugged. “I come from a mixed bag.” “You sound educated. Why do you work as a- Well, why do you do this work?” “You sound educated too. Why did you solicit me?” He answered calmly. “I asked first.” she riposted. “Because I like to show off, I like women, and it would utterly shock and disgrace my family if they knew - or cared.” Ravi replied, smirking slightly. “Now you.” She hadn’t been expecting an answer, at least not a real one, and it threw her off balance for a moment. She took a sip of her bourbon, grey eyes watching him over the rim of the glass, then as the glass lowered she shrugged. “All my male friends are Tom’s friends too. And… I don’t want a relationship, not yet. But I do want… or need… to feel-” she hesitated under that gaze, feeling her cheeks crimsoning. “Desired.” she said through suddenly dry lips. He didn’t answer for a moment, and then slowly put down his tumbler. Sienna’s eyes followed it, then flicked back up to his face as he straightened from his repose. She felt her heart thudding against her ribcage like the flutter of a trapped bird under the weight of his gaze. There was gentleness there for sure in his expression, but there was also hunger lurking in the golden pools of his eyes, something entirely carnal. She found herself straightening up also from where she was leaning over the bar counter, very aware of herself, her body, in that moment. Ravi half-turned, holding his hand out towards her as he took a step away from the bar. He said nothing, simply watching her expectantly, patiently. Sienna’s glass made a soft click-clack sound as she set it down with a hand that trembled, and she took a breath before stepping around the counter, smoothing her dress nervously with her palms, before reaching out and taking his hand. He drew her close, and she half-closed her eyes, face tilted upwards in expectation of a kiss, only to look down again as he guided her hand to his shoulder, then took her other hand in his before resting his free hand above her hip. “Are we dancing?” She blinked, looking up at his face. “We are.” he smiled, moving closer so their bodies were nearly touching and swaying gently. She could faintly smell his cologne, something woody, expensive if she was any judge, and could feel the heat of his body as an almost physical force pressing against her. “There’s no music.” she protested, laughing softly, a little drunk on bourbon and him as she met his eyes again, but her feet and waist picked up the rhythm of his swaying as she spoke. "Is there not?” came the reply as the hand on her waist slid around to the small of her back, drawing her even closer. She sighed, breathing out and trying to calm that fluttering in her heart and relax against him. Sienna rested her head against his collarbone and closed her eyes, feeling a steady drumbeat in her ears, and realised that her feet and his were moving in time with that steady cadence. She wasn’t sure how much time was passing, only aware of how her heart was settling down - beating faster but not the panicky tremors of before. She felt… safe? Safe to be herself. Opening her eyes once more, she glanced at the reflection of the two of them in the glass of the mirrored wall behind the bar. Who was that woman, dancing with the tall elegant young man? She didn’t look like a mature woman of over forty years, a mother and a jilted wife. She didn’t look like the woman who, grim-faced and resolute, had gotten ready to go out tonight as though preparing for battle. This woman had natural colour in her cheeks, her eyes sparkled in the dim lighting of the lounge. She looked younger, less careworn somehow. She looked... Desirable. A rush of heat accompanied that realisation, the nervousness of earlier replaced by an entirely different tension as she turned her face back up to regard Ravi. The shame of earlier was gone. She didn’t note his youth relative to her own in that moment. She didn’t feel old at all. She felt alive, eager… a hunger of her own rising to complement the glimmer of carnality in his own gaze. She stopped swaying to the unheard music, her hands sliding up and over his shoulders, feeling the tumble of his long dark hair over her fingers as they traced up the back of his neck, pulling him down slightly. Rising on her toes a fraction in her heels, her lips sought his. The kiss was gentle at the outset, despite being underlaid with that same eager hunger each partner felt. Lips moved against one another, tongues gently teased, and Sienna was deliciously aware of the hardness of the body under the clothes, of his hands roaming down the slice of bare back exposed by her dress, the fingertips toying up and down her spine, going lower each time. With a muffled murmur she pressed herself even closer, mouth asking - no, demanding more from his, her small white teeth nibbling at his lip before she opened her lips wide against his in mute invitation. His answering kiss drew the breath from her lungs and ignited fresh heat in her belly, something long dormant inside her uncoiling like lazy feline energy, becoming taut and predatory as it awakened. With a gasp she broke the kiss almost roughly, her hands locked in his hair as she stared up at him, catching her breath. Her mind spun, and she knew that this was her moment of decision. Was it enough? Was the interest, and the conversation, and the kindness of the handsome man enough? Was the kiss that still tingled on her reddened lips enough? Again she caught sight of her reflection. No. No it was not. Not even nearly enough. She stepped away, taking his hands in hers and tugging him along with her. He resisted, just a little, forcing her to stop and look at him, to answer the question in his gaze. “Yes.” she murmured, nodding. “Yes, I’m sure.” Holding her gaze a moment longer, Ravi inclined his head and let her lead him to the bedroom.
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  29. 1240, Marias Medical Center "Really, I'm fine." Tawny protested, sitting up in the hospital bed and smiling at the tall, handsome young man who'd come bearing flowers. "They're lovely, though." the golden-haired girl admitted, looking at the vase next to her bed and then at Jacob. "They're sort of an apology." Jacob sat down in the chair by the bedside, smiling at his Homecoming date despite the nasty-looking faded bruise that covered one side of his face. He fiddled with his hands, looking down at them, then at her. "I'm sorry I couldn't-" Tawny leaned over and placed her hand on top of his. "Jacob, there's nothing you could have done." she told him in an earnest, yet gentle tone. "It was... Well, he was out of your weight class." she said, remembering some boxing jargon she'd heard an uncle use once. "I know." The warden's son smiled ruefully, then sighed. "That doesn't make it easier, somehow. I'm not really used to feeling..." he shrugged, looking away. "Helpless." Tawny finished for him, nodding in understanding as he looked back to meet her eyes. "Join the club." Jacob smiled a little at her. "I'm glad that... You know." he said, indicating her. "You're alright. That they were able to save you." The 'they' hung between the two, each trying to decide what the other might know. After all, Tawny was Devin's friend, and Jacob was Autumn's ex, right? Surely, each reasoned, the other was in on 'the Secret'? Jake had been listening last night when Bannon had brought Autumn home, when his dad and the Keanes had sat down with the strange kid and discussed horrors and miracles. It hadn't really been explained why the creature that had been Cody had taken Tawny or Sophia, though. Or killed Charlie Cole. There were answers the stoic young man needed, and he wasn't even sure what the questions were yet. Or who to ask. For Tawny, it was similarly confusing. She knew why Cody had taken her, of course. He'd ranted about it, grinning that mirthless razor-filled grin at her. She'd tried to focus, to use her Shine against him, but her terror had scattered her concentration like leaves before a wind. She knew that Devin and his friends, the Fellowship as they called themselves, had come for her. Deej and Emjay had visited earlier today, Devin being as sweet as always and Marissa... almost kind. "I'm glad too." she said softly. "It was..." she remembered the cold grasp of the Tree on her, not just her flesh but her soul, and shivered. "It's over now, anyway." "Yeah." Jacob nodded, frowning a little. "I guess." = = = = = = = Deep in thought as he left Tawny's room, hands in the pockets of his jacket, Jacob almost missed another tall, though much sparser shape as it strode down a side corridor and turned out of view. Had that been... He hurried to the junction of the two hallways and glanced left, seeing his quarry as it turned another corner, this time into the main lobby. Tall, slender, shaggy hair... "Bannon!" The other stopped, glancing over his shoulder as Jake Crocker caught up with him, not missing the scar that traversed the ice-eyed youth's cheek. That was new - it must have been from the battle last night, Jake reasoned, his gaze focusing on it for a moment before meeting Bannon's eyes. "Crocker." Jason inclined his head, eyes narrowing as he considered. "Visiting Tawny?" "Yeah." Jacob said, falling into step as the two teens continued on their way out of the hospital. "You?" "Had to speak with some people." Jason said by way of reply. Either he didn't want to talk about it, or it wasn't Jacob's business, or both. The warden's son eyed him as they moved into the parking lot. "Some people, huh?" "Yes." Bannon's reply was as informative as the previous one, and his expression was... well, Jacob never wanted to play poker against him. It was like trying to read a wall. He stepped ahead and turned, raising a hand without touching Jason to bring them both to a halt. "Okay... so. Look, I know there's stuff going on." he said. "And I know it's weird stuff. And I want to help. So what can I do?" "I don't know. What can you do?" Jason inquired, fixing the taller boy with a level gaze that was neither hostile nor friendly. In the face of the question, though, Jake paused, his shoulders sagging slightly. "I... dunno." he admitted, thinking, throwing a glance at the twin icy emeralds currently appraising him and finding no succor there. "I mean... I don't even know what's going on, really. Just stories and snippets, and what I overheard. Which sounds... crazy." Bannon didn't say anything, merely looked at him. "Look, Autumn thinks the world of you, that's... uh... pretty obvious. And it's not just a girl-boy thing." he went on hastily. "I just want..." "To understand." Jason said quietly. "You are lost right now, and you're not sure what is real and where you fit into things. Understanding would help you." He paused, considering. "But it is not my place to just dump everything on you. We have a sort of... unofficial rule, I suppose. You are Autumn's oldest friend. As with her family, it would be a trespass for me to tell you what was going on without her consent." "I guess that makes sense." Jacob frowned, considering the angular features of the other youth. "I don't like it though." "Nor did Dana." Jason shrugged slightly, lips twitching in a smile. "She asked me yesterday, before everything happened, to tell her what was going on. I told her the same thing I am telling you - you should speak to Autumn. Possibly on another day." he added, eyes narrowing in thought. "Today is not likely to be a good day." "Right." Jacob wondered at that, but stored it away for later examination. Bannon was still staring at him, and Jake remembered himself. "Oh, right." he said, stepping out of the way. "Hey... Thanks. For talking to me. Or... not talking to me? Listening to me? Whatever that was." "A gift of time." Again, that weird glimmer of humor in those depthless eyes. "You are Autumn's friend. It is the least I can do. See you later." "Right." Jacob shook his head as he watched Bannon head over to the gleaming muscle car he drove. "Shit." he said softly, grumbling as he turned and headed for his own car.
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