Legacy of the Stone Assembly, Chapter I: The Cabal, The Quill, and the Concord

[magic_gathering2001]

"Sorry, I seem to have forgotten to give my thoughts voice, which seems oddly unusual, but the question does have merit. Although your second question seems to take precedence for the moment. Temenos may be a deep form of meditation, but some theories would have comas included there as well. Some forms of meditation immerse one deeper than such mundane cares as shaking can penetrate. Unfortunately, my knowledge of these matters lies strictly on the theoretical side, meaning that while I could possibly describe some features of Temenos in great length, I haven't attempted to go myself. In truth, I should think that were the trip benign enough for amateurs to consider, Sandro himself would have sought Jane." He finishes, looking for confirmation from Sandro.

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[Shayuri]

Thorn is quiet for a long moment, frowning to herself and letting the others talk between themselves.

"Maybe he just didn't have any reason to risk it," she says in answer to Prometheus' question to Sandor. "But we kinda do. That house was set up like a fortress, but it wasn't enough. Now I don't know about you guys, but I like to know what's in the log BEFORE I stick my hand in the hole."

"Otherwise we may be going after her anyway...but because we haven't got any choice left with an army of demons barking down our backs."

She looks at Sandor.

"Can we see her?"

 

[Walking Dad]

Chomesh listens interested to the conversation. What had his mentor planned for him. How this will further the cause of the Mysterium? On a personal level, he really dislikes the seers, even as he hadn't a direct encounter with them, yet.
Best I listen for their course of action and just moving with them. The ways of god are incomprehensible.

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Hm, I think the nimbus should be something between holy and desert. Think of the place they found the grail in the Indiana Jones Films. Not old and stinky, but ancient. Light, but not holy light, but fire light, filtered through a thorn bush. The taste of smell between incense and oriental spices.

His weraring a pistol in a shoulder holster.

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[Hella_Tellah]

"Can we see her?"

"I suppose so," said Sandro, suspiciously. "Why, exactly, are you trying to speak with her so urgently? You mentioned that you need her advice--what is it you're working on?"

Sandro set the hookah's mouthpiece on the metal plate surrounding the shisha bowl, and removed the glowing coal from the top with a pair of tongs, setting it down in a ceramic bowl on the table.

"It's not that you don't all seem trustworthy, but you've got to understand that any mage worth his salt can look trustworthy for a first meeting. How do I know you aren't here to hurt her?"

Sandro stood and put on his house moccasins, beginning to lead them out.

 

[magic_gathering2001]

"Although I have no way of demonstrating it with certainty, my companion and myself have the same duties as Ms. Jane did previously, which leaves us the same enemies unless I miss my guess. Furthermore, we know the location of her previous residence, and have bypassed all of its defenses. Surely did we wish her harm, we would have harmed her before now, while she had no competent watcher. Should that not suffice, I doubt we need physical proximity to reach her within her trance. For these two, I cannot speak of the worth of their trust, having just met outside this very residence." Prometheus motions to Chopesh and Goliath in turn. He looks to Thorn to see if she has something to add, knowing she can be more... direct than he can.

 

[Shayuri]

With a wry look at Prometheus, Thorn offers her take on it.

"I don't know how to prove we're -not- going to do something," Thorn says. "If it helps, I fully believe if we were going to hurt Jane here it'd probably be the last thing we do, and I'm really not ready to die if I can help it. But anyway, no...like Prometheus was saying, the head of the Consilium asked us to do the same thing he'd had Jane doing before she came to the Benefit. When we found the house she'd been using we came straight here because it's pretty obvious she'd been making that place into a fortress against spirits...and that makes us think we'd better find out what we're getting into before we keep getting into it."

"And right now, looks like the only way to do that is to find out what happened to her."

 

[Walking Dad]

"May I offer you my assistance for your quest? While I'm a stranger to you, it sounds that you will need any help that you can get. And I can assure you, that your success is my own interest. My knowledge in spirits is limited, but I'm not without any experience." Chomesh says after hearing Thorns and Prometheus responses.

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Hm, I think the nimbus should be something between holy and desert. Think of the place they found the grail in the Indiana Jones Films. Not old and stinky, but ancient. Light, but not holy light, but fire light, filtered through a thorn bush. The taste of smell between incense and oriental spices.

His wearing a pistol in a shoulder holster.

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[Thondor]

Goliath stays fairly quiet. He follows them out, listening closely. "What exactly does the consilium have you doing? It seems that at least two of it's members are interested in it. The Lion of Zion," he says looking at Chomesh, "and the Nemean," looking at the others.

Darryl Thomson wonders if Chomesh can remember his real name. Hopefully not. He strains but can't remember if the officer ever introduced himself. Alex might know but he hadn't talked to him in a couple of years.

 

[Thondor]

The Story Continues . . .

Benefit
Outskirts of Cambridge Massachusetts
11:55 PM, 13 of November, 2008

Sandro strokes a hand through his beard. “Hmmmm, Perhaps I don’t want to become too embroiled in the Consilium’s affairs, I generally don’t have much use for them. After all Janey didn’t tell me anything about it. But I’ll be watching you all when you go into the Temenos, just keep in mind, ‘Miss Jane’ is under my protection. I’m sure it won’t come to that. How was the tea?”

Sandro rises, and heads to the foyer. He slips his feet, moccasins and all into a pair of oversized green rubber boots. “Goliath, your prediction was right. She is in the old barn. Oldest building on this property.” He puts on what looks like a homemade deerskin jacket from the coat rack, and leads you out of the house and across a snow covered field.
It’s a clear, night. The snowflakes almost glitter in the moonlight.

 

[magic_gathering2001]

Shivering slightly, as he is obviously not prepared for the temperature after sundown, Prometheus follows. He pauses at the final question having set his teacup mostly full back on the tray Goliath carried without much thought. With a wry grin obstructed by the night, he comments between chattering teeth "Does the escort you provide come with a tutorial, for, judging from his reaction," he points to Chopesh, "none of us have entered Temenos prior, and without a guide of sorts, will likely remain there far longer than you wish to survey us. It would favor all groups would you deign to travel with us.