Tale Weaver's Vampire: The Masquerade Game Board

[Strider_Koln]

Wow that took forever for someone to respond, lol

Clover nodded, but was also thinking along different lines, "I think that's a good idea. But I'm still interested in Liverman. Maybe I'll head over to the library and look through the school records to find out where he was living? You and Ruby should go ahead and investigate the houses."

"Alright, if you find anything interesting don't hesitate to call me. I will do the same." Koln politely takes his leave with Ruby by his side, looking at the map once again.

I guess we're off to the Emerson house, is it within walking distance from the school? If so, from here Koln is walking with Ruby to the house.

 

[Tale_Weaver]

"Alright, if you find anything interesting don't hesitate to call me. I will do the same." Koln politely takes his leave with Ruby by his side, looking at the map once again.

I guess we're off to the Emerson house, is it within walking distance from the school? If so, from here Koln is walking with Ruby to the house.

It's pretty far. You're better off taking the bus and even then it's a bit of a walk. The map doesn't actually say "Emerson House" on it so you would have to do a search check for the house. And just a hint: gathering information on the area might lower the difficulty of that search. Doing this will take up the majority of the night.

 

[izillama]

Clover smiled after her friends then excused herself from the Professor's office.
She walked brusquely across campus, driven by her new-found mission. Her only hope was that she could leave Koln and Ruby alone for two seconds without them getting into trouble.
She shrugged, 'They'll be fine.'
It took her five minutes to walk to the library: a large, important-looking brick building. This was one of Clover's usual haunts, and the librarians nodded at their most frequent customer as she passed.
Finally, she found the reference desk and perched herself cutely on a stool, looking at the librarian with warm eyes, "Good evening. I hope you can give me some assistance. For my English class, we need to investigate the life of one of the University's professors. I've looked all over for information on mine, but haven't been able to find anything. Would you be able to help me look up some information on Professor Liverman? Maybe some old records. News clippings? Books that he wrote?"
She smiled.

 

[ladyphoenix]

It's pretty far. You're better off taking the bus and even then it's a bit of a walk. The map doesn't actually say "Emerson House" on it so you would have to do a search check for the house. And just a hint: gathering information on the area might lower the difficulty of that search. Doing this will take up the majority of the night.

*looks at character sheet* i have nothing for gather information >.<
Ruby has been thinking to herself for quite some time after she split up with Clover and tagged along with Koln. She wanted to prove herself useful. Then again.. she looked at the map ^_^; *sweat drop* "So, do you think we should head to the bus first? I can't make heads or tails from this map myself about the area. What can you gather from this information Koln?" She felt incompetent not knowing her way around this time, especially when she wandered half the night last time.

 

[Strider_Koln]

*looks at character sheet* i have nothing for gather information >.<
Ruby has been thinking to herself for quite some time after she split up with Clover and tagged along with Koln. She wanted to prove herself useful. Then again.. she looked at the map ^_^; *sweat drop* "So, do you think we should head to the bus first? I can't make heads or tails from this map myself about the area. What can you gather from this information Koln?" She felt incompetent not knowing her way around this time, especially when she wandered half the night last time.

"Yeah... sure the bus..." Koln says as he walks with Ruby. Although he appears calm his mind is racing with images of the last time he may or may not have been on a bus. He shuts his eyes for a moment, mentally shouting "arrêtez!" STOP, and forcing his mind to a still tranquil calm. He pulls his eyelids apart to realize he is now standing beside Ruby at a busstop outside the school. Although it only for a minute.. or seemed to be. How long was he walking with his eyes closed? Did he bump into anyone? Are his actions indeed being guided from some external, diabolical force? More and more it becomes dreadfully clear to him that this malkavian curse of delusional insanity is turning him into a marionette puppet, contorting and dancing to the Devil's own glee.

"So... by the way, Ruby, what dress did you ever decide upon?"

As Koln asks, he squints at the map (and triggering his heightened senses, trying to figure out exactly which house was circled.) He also rummages through his memory, last night he strolled throughout Denver, more than likely he must have passed the house at some point,

Search check
1d20+8+2 → [20,8,2] = (30)
http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/1943677/

 

[ladyphoenix]

While Ruby walked with Koln side by side to the bus, she noticed he was straying to the right a bit into traffic. In alarm, she gently tugged at his arm to redirect him. She then noticed his eyes were closed the whole time. "Koln are you ok," she said perhaps a little too quietly. She steadied him to a stop as they arrived, standing still. Suddenly he shot his eyes open, looking down at her in alarm. Ruby smiled weakly up at him in response. She knew the bloodline must be a hard burden.

So... by the way, Ruby, what dress did you ever decide upon?

Heres the dress choice

"Oh yea, I chose a green peasant dress one, somewhat modest, at least I hope it is" she said with a flush.

Victoria's Secret - Mini caftan dress

 

[Tale_Weaver]

University of Denver

Clover smiled after her friends then excused herself from the Professor's office.
She walked brusquely across campus, driven by her new-found mission. Her only hope was that she could leave Koln and Ruby alone for two seconds without them getting into trouble.
She shrugged, 'They'll be fine.'
It took her five minutes to walk to the library: a large, important-looking brick building. This was one of Clover's usual haunts, and the librarians nodded at their most frequent customer as she passed.
Finally, she found the reference desk and perched herself cutely on a stool, looking at the librarian with warm eyes, "Good evening. I hope you can give me some assistance. For my English class, we need to investigate the life of one of the University's professors. I've looked all over for information on mine, but haven't been able to find anything. Would you be able to help me look up some information on Professor Liverman? Maybe some old records. News clippings? Books that he wrote?"
She smiled.

The library at the University Denver is known as the Penrose Library. It stands 2 stories tall and has everything from government documents to a music library. Outside it is a rather impressive building with pillars and a clocktower and glass windows that surround the perimeter. Inside are endless rows of shelves containing books on practically every subject known to man. Clover frequents this library but even she has not explored its depths and campus rumor has it that there are books in the "special collections" section that haven't been opened in 500 years!

When asked about Professor Liverman the librarian raises an eyebrow. She is a rather young lady whome Clover has never seen here before. She has a rather scholarly look about her. "Liverman...the name sounds familiar...didn't he leave or something?" she says. She looks for his name on the computer. "Looks like we have a book he wrote and some newspaper articles. Hmm, one of these is recent. It was in yesterdays newspaper."

 

[izillama]

"Liverman...the name sounds familiar...didn't he leave or something?" she says. She looks for his name on the computer. "Looks like we have a book he wrote and some newspaper articles. Hmm, one of these is recent. It was in yesterdays newspaper."

At this last part, Clover found herself sitting up straighter. It was times like this that she was ashamed that she hadn't though to subscribe to some newspapers to read. She felt like the Internet left so much to be desired!
She smiled invitingly, trying to hide her excitement and manage to merely sound interested, "Really? Well that's rather... helpful. Would you be able to help me find the book and the articles? Also, where does the library keep the old University yearbooks? I'd like very much to see what students and faculty had to say about him when he was here. And yes, he left, I believe."

Yay! I feel like a genuine sleuth unraveling a mystery! ^.^*

 

[Strider_Koln]

While Ruby walked with Koln side by side to the bus, she noticed he was straying to the right a bit into traffic. In alarm, she gently tugged at his arm to redirect him. She then noticed his eyes were closed the whole time. "Koln are you ok," she said perhaps a little too quietly. She steadied him to a stop as they arrived, standing still. Suddenly he shot his eyes open, looking down at her in alarm. Ruby smiled weakly up at him in response. She knew the bloodline must be a hard burden.
Heres the dress choice

"Oh yea, I chose a green peasant dress one, somewhat modest, at least I hope it is" she said with a flush.

Victoria's Secret - Mini caftan dress

"Good choice, green was always my favorite color. And its style is somewhat... familiar, as odd as it sounds." As the bus rumbles up to them Koln notices that Ruby is still holding onto his arm. His immediate instinct should be to wrench his arm away, but he doesn't, if he could blush his face would be quite red. The bus hisses to a stop, the doors swing open, and Fred, the friendly bus driver gives Koln a polite wave. They both step on, and Koln exchanges pleasantries with the driver, obviously he remembers Koln, but Koln cannot say the same about him, only pretend.

Koln sits down by the window, keeping his face turned outside, watching for the house. By now he thinks he has an idea of which one it is. He cannot help but nervously smile as he watches Ruby, out of the corner of his eye, sit beside him.

 

[Tale_Weaver]

The Streets

"Yeah... sure the bus..." Koln says as he walks with Ruby. Although he appears calm his mind is racing with images of the last time he may or may not have been on a bus. He shuts his eyes for a moment, mentally shouting "arrêtez!" STOP, and forcing his mind to a still tranquil calm. He pulls his eyelids apart to realize he is now standing beside Ruby at a busstop outside the school. Although it only for a minute.. or seemed to be. How long was he walking with his eyes closed? Did he bump into anyone? Are his actions indeed being guided from some external, diabolical force? More and more it becomes dreadfully clear to him that this malkavian curse of delusional insanity is turning him into a marionette puppet, contorting and dancing to the Devil's own glee.

"So... by the way, Ruby, what dress did you ever decide upon?"

As Koln asks, he squints at the map (and triggering his heightened senses, trying to figure out exactly which house was circled.) He also rummages through his memory, last night he strolled throughout Denver, more than likely he must have passed the house at some point,

Search check
1d20+8+2 → [20,8,2] = (30)
Roll Lookup

The bus drops you off near the 24th Diocese. You walk down to the neighborhood that Prof. Jones circled on the map. It's a rather long walk but the view is scenic as some rather old and large houses start to spring up on the sides of the road.

After hours of searching you find a handful of houses that fit the antique description that Prof. Jones described. There are about 5 of them that you think it could be. But there can be only one!