[Mature]Werewolf: The Forsaken - Preludes

[DrZombie]

"I wasn't offended that you were calling me sunflower, I was offended that you were doing it to make light of the problem that I was pointing out. Its over for now I guess since your making the effort, thank you." Faith said, nodding his head in acknowledgement of the effort that Drake was making. It was good enough for her.

"There is a park and a lake on the edge of the Hillside Heights development, actually its between Hillside Heights and another development. If we want it I guess it would be a good placefor our pack to meet or whatever if we want to stay away from humans."

"I don't think going to your performance is such a good idea tonight Drake, you already said you beat some guy bloody, do you think it'd be wiser to stick around and find out all we can from Roman before getting into a situation. Drinkinng might not be a good idea either...up to you though."

"Like I said, after we hear what Roman's gotta say. If i don't show up there will be more trouble. people ain't paying for an artist that doesn't show up. It is smack in the middle of Moriarties terittory, and then there's those pure that were looking for me."

He shrugs, rather unconcerned. "We'll see what happens. The guy I beat bloody should be the least of my problems. There were three of 'em looking for a fight, they just thought I was an easy victim."

"I only hope I get on stage before running out of clothes."

 

[Tokiwong]

Outside there is a commotion of shouting between Roman, and a woman’s voice that most of the young uratha do not recognize besides Piotr and Drake. The door swings open and an athletic woman of mixed Hispanic and Native American descent barges in shouting, “Unbelievable Max… I sent these two here to be safe from the Pure and you are trying to prop up another one of your multi-tribe sunshine parties? You and this insanity with building an uratha nation… that is now what we are.. unity does not give us strength, we need conflict, conflict breeds strength and worthiness.”

Max follows with a growl, “Unity is what saved us from Gurdilag.. it can aid in beating the Pure… a unified uratha nation would give us solidarity and strength. Clinging to old ways is pointless… the world is turning Rachel… adapt now while you still can.”

Rachel seethes, “Foolish… I am hunting the Pure, protecting my territory… my blood and kin and you are here trying to recruit more pups for your fool’s errand. Only one can unite us, and he is dead… and trust me Max… you are not Father Wolf… far from it.”

Isaac speaks, “We ain’t got time to debate politics these young ones need to learn who and what they are. My pack will handle that, if they so choose to be a pack then it will be there choice, not ours. I think that is the best we can do, Rachel… Max.”

“And how do I know you are not working with Max?” Rachel growls.

Isaac turns to look at Rachel, “Control yourself Iminir; you have no quarrel with me, so do not doubt my Honor or Wisdom.”

Rachel pauses locking eyes with Isaac for a long moment and then storms out, “Fine… let them decide.”

Isaac turns to Max, “Then we are agreed?”

Max nods, “It will be their choice…”

Isaac looks at the gathered young uratha, “Take a day, sort things out, return to your old lives… reflect on what you learned here tonight. If you want to learn more and see what you are truly capable… if not then so be it.” He then gives the young uratha an address to meet at if they so choose to learn…

Candace shifts into a red furred wolf and bounds out of the room, Isaac following. The young uratha are dismissed…

This ends the Prelude… the next story will pick up about four weeks after this one… I am assuming the young uratha decide to take up Isaac’s offer if not, then let me know and we can work something else out.

 

[DrZombie]

This ends the Prelude… the next story will pick up about four weeks after this one… I am assuming the young uratha decide to take up Isaac’s offer if not, then let me know and we can work something else out.

OOC : aaah bugger mate, the story ain't over yet. We still gotta play the big reconciliation between Faith and Drake in the park the next day . And the confrontation with moriarty where Drake get's his head kicked in.... No, seriously, drake still has a rather important question, or two.

"Mr Roman, before we go our seperate ways."
He fumbles into his jacket, taking out a picture and showing it to Roman.
"You wouldn't happen to know who these people are or where this was taken, do you?"
(see char background)

 

[Tokiwong]

OOC : aaah bugger mate, the story ain't over yet. We still gotta play the big reconciliation between Faith and Drake in the park the next day . And the confrontation with moriarty where Drake get's his head kicked in.... No, seriously, drake still has a rather important question, or two.

"Mr Roman, before we go our seperate ways."
He fumbles into his jacket, taking out a picture and showing it to Roman.
"You wouldn't happen to know who these people are or where this was taken, do you?"
(see char background)

Max pauses to look at the picture, “I don’t recognize the woman… pretty though. I recognize the man… in passing… a Storm Lord. Rhys Storm-Blood.”

Isaac glances to Max, “Rhys Storm-Blood; last I heard of him was back in Chicago… the man has a howl that will shake you to your bones. Luna has blessed him with a silvery tongue… but h ain’t just a singer… he is a scrapper with the best.”

Max hand the picture back, “I don’t know much else about him.”

Isaac adds, “I saw him once, when we hunted a particularly subtle brood of rat hosts… but like Max I don’t know much more about him… we didn’t exactly swap recipes on the hunt. But we parted on good terms…”

 

[DrZombie]

"The women's my mother." Drake says. "The guy is someone she didn't want to talk about."

"Rhys Storm-Blood. Fancy that."

"Thanks, Roman, Isaac. I owe you one."

He shuts up, thinking for a bit.' "These Storm Lords wouldn't have anything to do with wolfcubs howling at a big dead wolf and then the oldest leading the others away, do they?"

 

[Tokiwong]

He shuts up, thinking for a bit.' "These Storm Lords wouldn't have anything to do with wolfcubs howling at a big dead wolf and then the oldest leading the others away, do they?"

Isaac listens and then follows Max, “The Storm Lords were involved with the death of Father Wolf… or as they tell it, they led the attack. But I would suggest you get with Rachel Snow if you want more answers about the Iminir’s role in his death.”

Now the story ends lol…