Tale Weaver's Vampire: The Masquerade Game Board

[izillama]

"Hey... you feeling ok? You seem upset about something... er, where's that smoke coming from?"
Clover's eyes widened as she stared up at the preacher. "I'm... fine..."
Then, she grew suddenly and irrationally annoyed. She put her hands on her hips (and ignored his question about the fire). 'How dare he keep treating me like a child?! I'm 18!'
"Hey, you...!"
"Huh?" @.@
"Stop patting me on the head, calling me little sis, and all that other brotherly crap you keep throwing at me! Stop treating me like I'm so fragile! I am not a child!"

 

[Strider_Koln]

He lets out a chuckle at her reaction.
"Aw, not a child? Ok, if you say so... you do a great job of looking out for youself, very independent... so... is there a fire? Shouldn't we be leaving? ...I need to find the person that made me into this... I'm not sure what I will do to them though, fight them for destroying my soul, or thank them for immortality..."

 

[ladyphoenix]

Ruby


As you reach the end of the hallway towards the trap door you see that part of the ceiling has collapsed and landed on Mavis. There is smoke slithering through the cracks in the ceiling forming a slight mist around the area. The little girl Suzy is bent over her mother crying "Mommy get up...". Her hair has fallen in front of her covering her face but exposing her neck. Mavis seems to be unconcious. Upon touching the trap door you realize that it is hot to the touch...

Make a Reflex Save DC16

The rest of you

You see Ruby dash for the tunnel in a wild frenzy with inhuman speed. The man Vince seems to be still in shock at what has happened. You are unsure whether your eyes have gotten used to the dark or you can simply see better but you can see Vince much more clearly now, he is well-dressed in a suit and tie with short blond hair and glasses.

Clover

You feel strange warm feelings coming from Ruby, like you can trust her.
You also know for sure that you have seen Vince somewhere...but where...

Roll Lookup

1d20+5 → [6,5] = (11)

The smoke was getting worse and debris was falling everywhere, including on Mavis. The little girl is sobbing for her mother, yet her exposed neck looked too tempting. Ruby struggled to gain control of her bloodlust. She wasn't completely out of blood, but she wasn't fully satisfied. Finally her logic and whats left of her humanity took over. "Shes only a child, hurting such innocence would be demonic of me, at even if I did take her, there wouldn't be enough blood for satisfaction, heck even a small sample might kill her indeed" she thought to herself.

Ruby used some of her vampiric strength to quickly swipe the burning debris off of Mavis. She might be unconscious or worse at this point. She hoped she was not too late.She turned her attention to the burning hot trap door. "There must be something I can use to break it open..." She pondered. She started quickly navigate the smokey room, attempting to find either a heavy cloth or something with liquid...

(p.s I hope I threw the dice right the first time ^_^; )

 

[Tale_Weaver]

Roll Lookup

1d20+5 → [6,5] = (11)

The smoke was getting worse and debris was falling everywhere, including on Mavis. The little girl is sobbing for her mother, yet her exposed neck looked too tempting. Ruby struggled to gain control of her bloodlust. She wasn't completely out of blood, but she wasn't fully satisfied. Finally her logic and whats left of her humanity took over. "Shes only a child, hurting such innocence would be demonic of me, at even if I did take her, there wouldn't be enough blood for satisfaction, heck even a small sample might kill her indeed" she thought to herself.

Ruby used some of her vampiric strength to quickly swipe the burning debris off of Mavis. She might be unconscious or worse at this point. She hoped she was not too late.She turned her attention to the burning hot trap door. "There must be something I can use to break it open..." She pondered. She started quickly navigate the smokey room, attempting to find either a heavy cloth or something with liquid...

(p.s I hope I threw the dice right the first time ^_^; )

Yes you did roll right the first time ^^

When you pounce at the door you smell the smell of burning flesh and jump back realizing that the door is so hot at this point that touching it without catching fire would be impossible.

Fire Damage
1d6+1 → [5,1] = (6)


While searching around hastily you see very little you could use to put out a fire. There is debris from the ceiling as well as a rather long and solid 2 by 4 piece of wood that you helped lift off of Mavis.

 

[izillama]

Clover covered her mouth against the smell of the smoke and burning flesh, as Mavis seemed to have an uncanny affinity for continuously getting covered in debris.
She watched as Ruby looked quickly around the room to find something to stave off the fire, but saw that the other girl was having some trouble.
She drew in a breath and whispered, her cynical nature coming out, "Never send an idiot to do the job of a genius. What? Does she think she's going to put out the fire with more wood?"
She slowly rotated her head and searched the room for an alternative escape, keeping herself calm and collected.

1d20+9 → [20,9] = (29)
Dice roll for finding an alternative escape!

 

[Tale_Weaver]

Jacob Prestor's House

Clover covered her mouth against the smell of the smoke and burning flesh, as Mavis seemed to have an uncanny affinity for continuously getting covered in debris.
She watched as Ruby looked quickly around the room to find something to stave off the fire, but saw that the other girl was having some trouble.
She drew in a breath and whispered, her cynical nature coming out, "Never send an idiot to do the job of a genius. What? Does she think she's going to put out the fire with more wood?"
She slowly rotated her head and searched the room for an alternative escape, keeping herself calm and collected.

1d20+9 → [20,9] = (29)
Dice roll for finding an alternative escape!

The temperature of the room is rising quickly and you see that Vince is starting to sweat profusely.

Clover

You scan the room thoroughly taking in every detail. Your eyes pass over the brick wall. Your eyes zoom in on water droplets seeping through the wall. You know from your esteemed education that this is called condensation and because you are seeing it forming on the wall it means that the brick wall must be cooler than the rest of the room.

 

[izillama]

Clover's eyes narrowed, staring at the wall, 'Condensation... We are in a basement, aren't we?'
Close to her, she suddenly realized that Vince looked worse for wear. Though he wasn't being pelted with debris like Mavis, he was overheating. Clover stole a moment of precious time to stare at him.
She hadn't paid much attention to him before. She had been too distracted. But now, seeing his short blonde hair and business attire... 'Do I... know him from somewhere?'
She couldn't place it, but he looked very familiar. But she wasn't in her right mind to think how.
But... she suddenly had the feeling that he was important somehow.
'Something tells me he's important. Like he's a key.'
Again, she narrowed her eyes in concentration. She was ignoring everything else around her. Instead, though she probably looked demonic--spattered in blood and wearing tattered garb--she held out her hand to him, "You! Get up. Stop sitting there like an idiot and get over to the wall. It's cooler."

 

[Tale_Weaver]

Jacob Prestor's House

Clover's eyes narrowed, staring at the wall, 'Condensation... We are in a basement, aren't we?'
Close to her, she suddenly realized that Vince looked worse for wear. Though he wasn't being pelted with debris like Mavis, he was overheating. Clover stole a moment of precious time to stare at him.
She hadn't paid much attention to him before. She had been too distracted. But now, seeing his short blonde hair and business attire... 'Do I... know him from somewhere?'
She couldn't place it, but he looked very familiar. But she wasn't in her right mind to think how.
But... she suddenly had the feeling that he was important somehow.
'Something tells me he's important. Like he's a key.'
Again, she narrowed her eyes in concentration. She was ignoring everything else around her. Instead, though she probably looked demonic--spattered in blood and wearing tattered garb--she held out her hand to him, "You! Get up. Stop sitting there like an idiot and get over to the wall. It's cooler."

Vince looks over at you and blinking. He quickly gets up and touches the wall, "Yes, this is much cooler. There must be open space behind this." He presses himself up against the wall and looks over at you. You lock eyes and you're sure that he has a look of recognition too. "Aren't you in my Business 101 lecture hall?"

 

[izillama]

'!'
Clover blushed and looked away. She mumbled, "Er... yes."
Why hadn't she recognized him earlier?
Well, it must be because her hall held 400+students at one time. Though she was an "Edwards," she still sat a considerable amount away from the front of the room.
No matter. It was more important to escape!
She ran her hands over the cool wall. There was a hairline crack, and she felt a drafty breeze emanate from beyond it. She spoke, almost to herself, "Yes. Yes! This will work!"
'Time to take control of the situation!'
Spinning on her heel, she stared at the preacher and shouted bluntly--commandingly--, "You! You're a guy. Get over here and knock down this wall, for Heaven's sake!"

 

[Strider_Koln]

'!'
Clover blushed and looked away. She mumbled, "Er... yes."
Why hadn't she recognized him earlier?
Well, it must be because her hall held 400+students at one time. Though she was an "Edwards," she still sat a considerable amount away from the front of the room.
No matter. It was more important to escape!
She ran her hands over the cool wall. There was a hairline crack, and she felt a drafty breeze emanate from beyond it. She spoke, almost to herself, "Yes. Yes! This will work!"
'Time to take control of the situation!'
Spinning on her heel, she stared at the preacher and shouted bluntly--commandingly--, "You! You're a guy. Get over here and knock down this wall, for Heaven's sake!"

"For the sake of Heaven you say? You sure about that?" He snickers as he moves to the wall, examining the crack with his fingertips...

Hm.. well I'll give it a shot... He grunts and smacks the wall with his shoulder, not expecting much effect... to his shock he ends up falling through the cracked wall, landing on his face in the rubble. He immediately stands, brushing himself off.

"Ow... heh, forgot... vampire... Nice find...er since I cannot call you child, what name should I call you. I am Father Koln... " The dirty and bloody preacher grins, genuflecting in front of her.