Tale Weaver's Vampire: The Masquerade Game Board

Crouched into the little huddle just to humor Koln, Clover found herself eying the priest with pity and she shook her head sadly at his condition. It was like trying to humor a simple child. But if nothing else, Koln was endearing. Though he was crazy, Clover felt like she couldn't just dismiss him for being so.
Sighing, she reached across the circle and patted him on the head, teasing him for her own benefit, "Shhh, it's ok." T.T
Then, she straightened up and crossed her arms, looking towards the field, "Hm... cows are kind of dumb. If we sneak in there and start attacking one, its distress would probably cause a stampede or something. And if that happens, you can probably forget your little barn raising party, Koln. I think what you'd have to do--I don't plan on eating, by the way, but I'll help you--is lure a cow on the outside as far from the herd as possible. Then we'd have to kill it quickly and silently. I don't know. From what I just saw in the sewer, I think it'd probably be possible for one of us to snap its neck, right? That would keep it from making any sound. Oh! But before I forget, make sure it's a cow we're trying to lure away. Not a bull." She laughed to herself, "That way if anyone comes out here to see what we're doing, we can always... lie and say we're travellers who are just thirsty for milk, or something silly like that. Wouldn't work so well with a bull. I should know." :P
 

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Crouched into the little huddle just to humor Koln, Clover found herself eying the priest with pity and she shook her head sadly at his condition. It was like trying to humor a simple child. But if nothing else, Koln was endearing. Though he was crazy, Clover felt like she couldn't just dismiss him for being so.
Sighing, she reached across the circle and patted him on the head, teasing him for her own benefit, "Shhh, it's ok." T.T
Then, she straightened up and crossed her arms, looking towards the field, "Hm... cows are kind of dumb. If we sneak in there and start attacking one, its distress would probably cause a stampede or something. And if that happens, you can probably forget your little barn raising party, Koln. I think what you'd have to do--I don't plan on eating, by the way, but I'll help you--is lure a cow on the outside as far from the herd as possible. Then we'd have to kill it quickly and silently. I don't know. From what I just saw in the sewer, I think it'd probably be possible for one of us to snap its neck, right? That would keep it from making any sound. Oh! But before I forget, make sure it's a cow we're trying to lure away. Not a bull." She laughed to herself, "That way if anyone comes out here to see what we're doing, we can always... lie and say we're travellers who are just thirsty for milk, or something silly like that. Wouldn't work so well with a bull. I should know." :P


"Right, sounds good... I don't want to take more than one cow though, these people probably rely heavily on this livestock. Besides, one is more than enough to satisfy the three of us... ok.." Just as he stands he hears Clover's 'bull' talk, looking blankly at her with his head tilted to the side. "Er... what's with you and bulls? Anything you wanna share with the rest of the class?" He snickers, teasing her... then stops... "Hm, for luring the bull-er I mean cow, I could do it, but it would be a lot easier for Ruby, who could just use her animal-charisma to lure it outside. And Ruby, as your doing it check to see if there are any bulls in the pen too, I think Clover would like that, right Clover?"
 



Clover's eyes flew wide in a slight panic, "No, no bulls!"
'Argh! Doesn't anyone ever listen to me!?!?'
Clover seemed intimidated by the male bulls, which Ruby could understand cuz they have big horns. She looked reassuringly at her. "Ok no bulls. I'd much rather not talk to my meals thank you, but maybe I can at least call one of them.."
Ruby melodically but quietly tried to call one of the single grazing cows. Her voice was sweet as honey as she attempted to lure the cow over. Ruby uses discipline beckoning "mmmoooo...mmmmhmmmmm mmhmmmm"

She felt slightly guilty inside calling them to their death.
 

Clover almost keeled over laughing, listening to Ruby trying to imitate a cow. But for the sake of subtlety, she held in her giggles and merely grinned ecstatically, clearly amused.
 

The Hinterlands

Clover seemed intimidated by the male bulls, which Ruby could understand cuz they have big horns. She looked reassuringly at her. "Ok no bulls. I'd much rather not talk to my meals thank you, but maybe I can at least call one of them.."
Ruby melodically but quietly tried to call one of the single grazing cows. Her voice was sweet as honey as she attempted to lure the cow over. Ruby uses discipline beckoning "mmmoooo...mmmmhmmmmm mmhmmmm"

She felt slightly guilty inside calling them to their death.

A few cows seem to stir at Ruby's call making their own low hum in response. The cow that Ruby was looking at is the only one that saunters over curiously. This cow is rather stereotypical as it even has a little bell around its neck. Seeing one of the cows up close you can see that they are well cared for.
 

A few cows seem to stir at Ruby's call making their own low hum in response. The cow that Ruby was looking at is the only one that saunters over curiously. This cow is rather stereotypical as it even has a little bell around its neck. Seeing one of the cows up close you can see that they are well cared for.

Koln walks up to it, gently petting its head. "Hmm.. well, who first?" He is suddenly feeling a bit guilty himself... the people in the barn probably rely on these cows for something and would miss one of them. He growls under his breath... he never really felt like this... guilty. In the past he was able to kill guilt-free, even if the target was innocent by human law. However, he hesitates to kill this dumb cow... why? It is too much... it all comes back to him, he drank HUMAN blood earlier.. a cardinal sin! Perhaps, he should just die, ignore his hunger and starve himself. He chuckles quietly at the irony, that was the preferred method of suicide amongst the Cathars...
 

The Hinterlands

Koln walks up to it, gently petting its head. "Hmm.. well, who first?" He is suddenly feeling a bit guilty himself... the people in the barn probably rely on these cows for something and would miss one of them. He growls under his breath... he never really felt like this... guilty. In the past he was able to kill guilt-free, even if the target was innocent by human law. However, he hesitates to kill this dumb cow... why? It is too much... it all comes back to him, he drank HUMAN blood earlier.. a cardinal sin! Perhaps, he should just die, ignore his hunger and starve himself. He chuckles quietly at the irony, that was the preferred method of suicide amongst the Cathars...

Though innocent and somewhat cute the cow looks like a walking steak to Koln and Ruby. You can smell the blood through its skin. As you look around you can't help but feel safer here than in the city. A cow-eating vampire would surely lead a much safer lifer than that of one that feeds on humans right?

Clover
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To Clover the cow just seems...unappetizing. At least it doesn't have any horns or "third legs".
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Though innocent and somewhat cute the cow looks like a walking steak to Koln and Ruby. You can smell the blood through its skin. As you look around you can't help but feel safer here than in the city. A cow-eating vampire would surely lead a much safer lifer than that of one that feeds on humans right?

Clover
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To Clover the cow just seems...unappetizing. At least it doesn't have any horns or "third legs".
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Koln sighs, seeing that the other two are not moving... Under his breath, he quietly prays, emitting no sound, but moving his mouth to the old words as he moves, his back to the girls so they cannot see him feed. He closes his eyes, ashamed about what he's about to do, and leans forward until he feels his fangs dig into flesh... His tongue is blessed with the first couple scarlet streams, very warm yet has a very familiar taste. Actually, upon entering his mouth, the tricklets of blood feel like air, as if evaporatiing and not satisfying. So he then pushes deeper... still no sound is made, razor sharp white daggers piercing flesh and cartilidge... it is painful... actually VERY PAINFUL! Koln's eyes shoot open wide, realizing that he just bit his own hand. "Merde!, Gah.. c-condamner!! Cela baisant.. l-blessure!" Koln sputters, cursing a loud, frantically waving his bloodied hand. He blinks, looking back at Clover and Ruby... "Er... I'm getting to it.. just give me a bit... " Whiping his own blood from his chin and faces forward again, petting the cow to calm it, having startled it earlier with his outburst. He slowly leans his opened mouth forward, this time his fangs finding their mark.

Translation: Koln let out a very unpriestly: ":):):):)! Gah.. Dammit! THAT :):):):)ING HURT!""
 

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