Tale Weaver's Vampire: The Masquerade Game Board

The Streets

"I will keep both eyes and a nose open for you Mindy,"Ruby says with a confident smile. She then nods at Clover, "One hour it is, don't do anything reckless that I would do now," she says with a wink. With that Ruby leads the way towards the alleyways of Broadstreet.

Search for Koln!
1d20+5 → [10,5] = (15)
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They are going to scout around the block looking thru each alleyway they could find however long it takes


It's safe to say that Ruby and Mindy find nothing while searching.
 

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The 24th Diocese

"One hour it is, don't do anything reckless that I would do now,"
Clover wrinkled her nose at Ruby as soon as the other two turned to walk away. Compliment indeed! It was just as she thought.
Since she wasn't entirely sure where to start looking, she felt like the most logical thing would be to take a walk around and keep an ear open for strange talk. Since Koln only seemed to know of two bus stops on the shuttle route--one for the 24th Diocese and one for the Broadstreet--she shrugged and began a brisk walk towards the other club, assuming that he wouldn't have strayed too far out of the range of the two bus stops.
She kept her eyes and ears open, particularly listening for anyone on the street discussing a strange-looking priest, possibly accompanied by a rat.

Listen Check
1d20+5[12,5] = (17)

Search Check
1d20+11 → [11,11] = (22)

Clover doesn't find anything or anyone that would offer any help. She reaches the 24th Diocese after walking for about a half an hour.
 

Downtown Denver - The Overpass

"Thank you!" Koln replies happily and starts, almost skipping, out of the alley and heading south. "I know Socrates, but I said I was going to get Thaddeus tonight, and I'm a man of my word. I cannot get my mind off of that name... I need answers."

Koln finds the overpass after walking for what seems like forever. The overpass is lit underneath by a few dim streetlights. A few cars pass overhead as they drive along the interstate. There are the remains of a what looks like a bum settlement, boxes strewn around with a few empty cans lying on the ground. A garbage can with some burnt wood sits idly in the middle. It looks like nobody has been here for awhile.

Koln
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Socrates says "This place gives me the creeps. Let's find what we're looking for here and leave. Did you really give that bum your gun? You used to love that gun!"
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Koln finds the overpass after walking for what seems like forever. The overpass is lit underneath by a few dim streetlights. A few cars pass overhead as they drive along the interstate. There are the remains of a what looks like a bum settlement, boxes strewn around with a few empty cans lying on the ground. A garbage can with some burnt wood sits idly in the middle. It looks like nobody has been here for awhile.

Koln
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Socrates says "This place gives me the creeps. Let's find what we're looking for here and leave. Did you really give that bum your gun? You used to love that gun!"
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"I know Socrates... but I would arm every able-bodied man, woman, and child, if given the resources, to fight this plague of vampirism. It would be a noble effort, but sadly not practical. So for now we must resign ourselves to helping those in need and severing the most thorniest of the branches from this diabolical weed. I am not too confident in Tim's chances, but in the worst case I hope he will at least give Thaddeus a message, that even the lowliest will not tolerate being helpless sheep for the Devil's stray hounds."

Koln reaches into his pants and produces his boomstick. He slowly moves from box to box, investigating the surrounding area.

Search check, with heightened senses
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1d20+2+8 → [3,2,8] = (13)

Listen check, heightened senses
1d20+4+8 → [2,4,8] = (14)
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Move silently
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1d20+6 → [7,6] = (13)


So... did I win the game? *hopeful smile!*
 

Downtown Denver - The Overpass

"I know Socrates... but I would arm every able-bodied man, woman, and child, if given the resources, to fight this plague of vampirism. It would be a noble effort, but sadly not practical. So for now we must resign ourselves to helping those in need and severing the most thorniest of the branches from this diabolical weed. I am not too confident in Tim's chances, but in the worst case I hope he will at least give Thaddeus a message, that even the lowliest will not tolerate being helpless sheep for the Devil's stray hounds."

Koln reaches into his pants and produces his boomstick. He slowly moves from box to box, investigating the surrounding area.

Search check, with heightened senses
Roll Lookup
1d20+2+8 → [3,2,8] = (13)

Listen check, heightened senses
1d20+4+8 → [2,4,8] = (14)
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Move silently
Roll Lookup
1d20+6 → [7,6] = (13)

So... did I win the game? *hopeful smile!*

Koln loses. He doesn't find anything suspicous while searching the area under the overpass. It looks like someone had been living here for awhile but they have been gone a long time. All the food in the cans is either dried up, moldy, or both.

Koln
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While listening you think you hear a car break down on the overpass above you. You hear a door open a close and soon after a woman's voice. You can't hear clearly enough to tell what she is saying but you imagine she's angry at her vehicle. Being a woman, you assume she has no idea how to fix it. Women in France were always clueless when it came to the mechanics behind a car so women in America would surely be similar!
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Koln loses. He doesn't find anything suspicous while searching the area under the overpass. It looks like someone had been living here for awhile but they have been gone a long time. All the food in the cans is either dried up, moldy, or both.

Koln
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While listening you think you hear a car break down on the overpass above you. You hear a door open a close and soon after a woman's voice. You can't hear clearly enough to tell what she is saying but you imagine she's angry at her vehicle. Being a woman, you assume she has no idea how to fix it. Women in France were always clueless when it came to the mechanics behind a car so women in America would surely be similar!
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"Heh, women. Well I would offer to help, but I fear she might recognize me. I'm supposed to be dead. Showing myself to the lowlifes of Denver is no problem, but God forbid it if I'm spotted by someone that attended one of my services here. This place is dangerous though.... I hope she finds help. However I will not leave until I am certain she's fine. That's right Socrates, she just might be the perfect bait..."

With that Koln ducks into the nearest cardboard box and listens carefully above him, ready to leap and scurry up to the overpass to her rescue if the Lord wills it.

Listen check
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1d20+4+8 → [16,4,8] = (28)
 

It's safe to say that Ruby and Mindy find nothing while searching.
Frustrated, Ruby turns to Mindy with a frown. "Looks like we are getting nowhere here, we should call Clover and see if she found him." She feigns a sigh but forces a smile. "Well i'm sure he isn't too far away and all, by any chance, do you know any other places we can look?"
 

Loud, thumping music was beginning to annoy Clover's ears even before rounding the corner to the 24th Diocese. Then, when she finally stood outside of it, she groaned in annoyance.
It had taken her a half an hour to walk here, and nothing--nothing!--had been found. She would have thought that someone would have had something to say about a less-than-sane priest. But no. Everyone was too busy with their Wednesday rabble.
As usual, it even looked like the club was hopping. She felt a little timid standing outside of it alone. Every other time she had showed up here it had been with friends... or roommates. Now--wearing her cute little Catholic school uniform that she was beginning to think might be her downfall to being taken seriously--she began to feel just a little bit vulnerable. Exactly as a cute blonde should feel when faced with a horde of goth punk jacka$$es who wouldn't mind having a little fun with an innocent victim.
But hey, you've got to do what you got to do.
Looking at her watch and convinced that she would only take 10 minutes to take a peek around inside the club, she got on line and waited to be let inside.
 

Downtown Denver - The Overpass

"Heh, women. Well I would offer to help, but I fear she might recognize me. I'm supposed to be dead. Showing myself to the lowlifes of Denver is no problem, but God forbid it if I'm spotted by someone that attended one of my services here. This place is dangerous though.... I hope she finds help. However I will not leave until I am certain she's fine. That's right Socrates, she just might be the perfect bait..."

With that Koln ducks into the nearest cardboard box and listens carefully above him, ready to leap and scurry up to the overpass to her rescue if the Lord wills it.

Listen check
Roll Lookup
1d20+4+8 → [16,4,8] = (28)

Koln sits under the box like a creeper. The inside of the box smells like old socks.

Koln
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You hear some banging sounds like metal against metal. The woman continues to talk and you still can't hear exactly what she's saying but you think you hear a few four letter words in there.
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The Streets

Frustrated, Ruby turns to Mindy with a frown. "Looks like we are getting nowhere here, we should call Clover and see if she found him." She feigns a sigh but forces a smile. "Well i'm sure he isn't too far away and all, by any chance, do you know any other places we can look?"

Mindy shrugs and replies "I dunno. If he isn't 'round here or on the streets then maybe he's whipping up some crazy sermon in a church somewhere? I'll give Angie a call, I'm getting really cold being out here and all." Mindy takes her phone out and dials Clover.
 

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