Tale Weaver's Vampire: The Masquerade Game Board

[Tale_Weaver]

The Broadstreet

Koln's snapped back to reality, momentarily confused and regaining his senses.. strangely though he can still hear the song, as if there was an invisible copy of himself standing right outside the club, singing. He sighs, doing his best to ignore it and nods happily at Ruby. He gently takes her hand and kisses the top of it before rising and politely bowing to her. "It would be my pleasure... oh just a sec!" Koln remembers his weapon, running off to the nearest dumpster and depositing his weapons before entering the club with Ruby with arms joined.

Koln and Ruby get through the bouncers which is especially interesting with Ruby wearing a dress. Ruby and Koln are greeted by the man behind the counter who collects $5 from each of them and offers them any help and guidance they may need. Once they get their bearings straight Koln and Ruby head over to the dance floor which is fairly crowded with couples dancing to the music.

Koln and Ruby
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As you dance with each other you look around for Clover, she is nowhere to be found amongst the crowd of people. You do however catch a glimps of a girl with black hair wearing a schoolgirl outfit before she gets lost in the crowd. You wouldn't have even noticed her at all if it weren't for the fact that she is dressed like she belongs in a goth club rather than the casual street clothes that everyone else is dressed in here.
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[izillama]

Clover can feel eyes on her and the presence of vampires. Searching around the club she finds that the door near the lounges is much to ornate and untouched to be a public door used by all the guests of the club. Clover feels more eyes on her as she approaches the door and the lounge.

Clover halted a few feet from the door, regaining her guise of composure. She felt eyes on her back like pinpricks, and she felt none too comfortable.
'You're a fool! What are you doing here!?'
She gazed at the doorway, nodding slowly as though inspecting it and clearly impressed. But she dare not step any further. Not with this crowd at her back. She was brazen, but not stupid, after all.
Slowly, she turned and wound her way towards the edges of the dance floor, shimmying in next to a couple of guys swaying to the beat of the blues.
She caught their eyes flirtatiously, commenting in a nonchalant yet chipper way, "Some club they have here! What ambiance! Right down the paint on the walls and the design of the doors, huh?" ^.^

 

[Tale_Weaver]

The Broadstreet

Clover halted a few feet from the door, regaining her guise of composure. She felt eyes on her back like pinpricks, and she felt none too comfortable.
'You're a fool! What are you doing here!?'
She gazed at the doorway, nodding slowly as though inspecting it and clearly impressed. But she dare not step any further. Not with this crowd at her back. She was brazen, but not stupid, after all.
Slowly, she turned and wound her way towards the edges of the dance floor, shimmying in next to a couple of guys swaying to the beat of the blues.
She caught their eyes flirtatiously, commenting in a nonchalant yet chipper way, "Some club they have here! What ambiance! Right down the paint on the walls and the design of the doors, huh?" ^.^

The guys throw Clover a rather odd look but one of them says "This is a blues club girl, we need style. You look stiff, relaaaax." He does a rather loose sway across the dance floor as if to show Clover what he means.

Clover
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Suddenly a hand comes out of the crowd from behind you and wraps around you pulling you in. You can see the hand on your chest, it is a woman's hand with black nail polish. She whispers in your ear. "Do what you came here to do, the longer you wait the stronger he evil one gets. You know where to go, they can't hurt you here."

With that you are released. You turn around but nobody is there.
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"Wow was that a friend of yours? She was pretty hot." The guys asks Clover with a look of disbelief on his face.

 

[izillama]

...
'Violated. I feel... violated.'
Clover gave a little shiver, looking uneasily over her shoulder to no avail.
'What in the world...?'
'You know what, whoever it was, she's right. Just go. The longer you wait, the more chance that idiot priest and silly Amish girl might try and do your job for you!'
Clover mumbled something in response to the guys. She didn't even know what it was. Then she turned back towards the door.
"They can't hurt you here."
Yes, this place felt relaxed. Safe. Moderately, at least.
With one last sigh, she stepped towards the doors and pushed them open.

 

[Strider_Koln]

As Koln and Ruby glide over the floor like two ghosts bound together in eachother's eternal spectral embrace. He is tempted to forget reality, if only for a moment. A new kind of happiness is painfully gripping his heart as he looks into her eyes, a kind of love outside of agape... he hates it, fights it with all of his being but slowly he succumbs and submits, that is until he catches a glimpse of a familiar figure in the crowd. "It's her! That girl... We can't afford to lose her!" Koln quickly whispers to Ruby before taking off in the direction of the familiar dark haired girl. Muttering audibly to himself, "In the name of the Lord, Lacy do not disappear, not this time."

Searching for Lacy with heightened senses of course
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[ladyphoenix]

As Koln and Ruby glide over the floor like two ghosts bound together in eachother's eternal spectral embrace. He is tempted to forget reality, if only for a moment. A new kind of happiness is painfully gripping his heart as he looks into her eyes, a kind of love outside of agape... he hates it, fights it with all of his being but slowly he succumbs and submits, that is until he catches a glimpse of a familiar figure in the crowd. "It's her! That girl... We can't afford to lose her!" Koln quickly whispers to Ruby before taking off in the direction of the familiar dark haired girl. Muttering audibly to himself, "In the name of the Lord, Lacy do not disappear, not this time."

Searching for Lacy with heightened senses of course
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"what?" Ruby mutters as she watches Koln start to take off. Their lovely dancing together was short-lived but all worthwhile. She sighed at herself as she ran after Koln, chasing the mystery girl.

 

[Tale_Weaver]

The Broadstreet

...
'Violated. I feel... violated.'
Clover gave a little shiver, looking uneasily over her shoulder to no avail.
'What in the world...?'
'You know what, whoever it was, she's right. Just go. The longer you wait, the more chance that idiot priest and silly Amish girl might try and do your job for you!'
Clover mumbled something in response to the guys. She didn't even know what it was. Then she turned back towards the door.
"They can't hurt you here."
Yes, this place felt relaxed. Safe. Moderately, at least.
With one last sigh, she stepped towards the doors and pushed them open.

Clover pushes the door open to find a sort of waiting room. The room has chairs all around, some of which are occupied by beings that you can only assume are vampires of all ages. An extremely large man emerges from a door behind the waiting room. He stands about 6'2" tall and is built like a linebacker. He moves with the confidence of a warrior although there is little grace to him. His hair is deep red and his face is stone-like and emotionless. He is dressed in business attire with a suit and tie of moderate quality.

"You have a lot of nerve coming here." He says in a deep monotone voice. "You think you can just barge in here and get us by surprise? Your visit ends here." he says as he steps forward.

The other vampires in the room form a circle around Clover looking at her menacingly, smiling while clearly showing their fangs.

 

[Tale_Weaver]

The Broadstreet

As Koln and Ruby glide over the floor like two ghosts bound together in eachother's eternal spectral embrace. He is tempted to forget reality, if only for a moment. A new kind of happiness is painfully gripping his heart as he looks into her eyes, a kind of love outside of agape... he hates it, fights it with all of his being but slowly he succumbs and submits, that is until he catches a glimpse of a familiar figure in the crowd. "It's her! That girl... We can't afford to lose her!" Koln quickly whispers to Ruby before taking off in the direction of the familiar dark haired girl. Muttering audibly to himself, "In the name of the Lord, Lacy do not disappear, not this time."

Searching for Lacy with heightened senses of course
1d20+8+2 → [15,8,2] = (25)
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Koln
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You see the girl walk out the doors of the club to the outside. You can hear her all-too-familiar voice in your head saying "My work here is done."
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By the time Koln gets outside he can see a pickup truck pull out and speed off down the road. Ruby comes out of the club behind Koln.

 

[izillama]

"You have a lot of nerve coming here." He says in a deep monotone voice. "You think you can just barge in here and get us by surprise? Your visit ends here." he says as he steps forward.

The other vampires in the room form a circle around Clover looking at her menacingly, smiling while clearly showing their fangs.

'Eep!'
Clover hesitated for a fraction of a moment, quickly checking in with her own sanity and concluding that, yes, there was always a diplomatic way to do things. Even with vampires (she tried to convince herself).
'Show them courage and submission. Respect and caution.'
She took a fraction of a step backwards, standing tall and raising her hands shoulder high to show truce. She did her best to meet the eyes of everyone in the circle, trying to show them that she meant no harm. But she spoke to the red-headed one a little quicker and more openly than she had originally meant to, "Whoa... easy there. I'm not here to start a fight. I only came here to have a little chat with Edward."
'And fangs! Could you give a rest with the ing fangs!?'

 

[Tale_Weaver]

The Broadstreet

'Eep!'
Clover hesitated for a fraction of a moment, quickly checking in with her own sanity and concluding that, yes, there was always a diplomatic way to do things. Even with vampires (she tried to convince herself).
'Show them courage and submission. Respect and caution.'
She took a fraction of a step backwards, standing tall and raising her hands shoulder high to show truce. She did her best to meet the eyes of everyone in the circle, trying to show them that she meant no harm. But she spoke to the red-headed one a little quicker and more openly than she had originally meant to, "Whoa... easy there. I'm not here to start a fight. I only came here to have a little chat with Edward."
'And fangs! Could you give a rest with the ing fangs!?'

The huge vampire takes a step forward towards Clover. "And why should we let you see Edward, so you can try to slay him? We know about you and your friends. You can't even stand your own existence let alone the existence of other vampires. We should execute you right here."

The other vampires start to push and shove Clover and one of them push her on the ground. She looks up and sees the huge figure of the red-haired vampire looming above her. He grabs Clover's neck with one huge hand and lifts her off the ground.

All of a sudden a voice comes from the room behind the waiting room. "Duke stop, you know the rules around here. Bring her in, I'd love to hear what she has to say."

Duke grunts and says "Yes sir." He puts Clover down in front of him and leads her through the door into an office. The office is fairly plain and unfurnished containing only a filing cabinet, a few chairs, and a desk which Edward is sitting behind. The room has no windows but there are a few posters on the wall depicting a band called the "Seventh Son" on them. Edward is fairly short, about 5'6" and Clover can get a sense of authority from him just from the way he moves. He has dark brown hair, almost black, which is well groomed. He is wearing business casual clothes which could easily blend with those of the ones the guests are wearing outside.

Edward looks at Duke and says "Watch the door, there are three of them. If the other two show themselves bring them in here." Duke nods and silently leaves. Edward looks over at Clover and motions for her to sit in one of the chairs. "So, you finally decide to show yourself. We've been having a lot of trouble tracking you all down. Are you out for revenge for the murder of Jacob Prestor?"