Tale Weaver's Vampire: The Masquerade Game Board

Taking a calming breath, Clover thought to herself, 'I must manage my words carefully...'
Then, she rearranged her features into a mask of blank innocence, yet still was able to firmly state, "I won't deny that we were on East Street this evening, sir. However, I have no recollection of a Jaguar. We left right after we saw the Fire Department arrive on the scene. We didn't want to be a bother."

The detective looks over Clover inquisitively "I see, I was hoping we could get a lead on that. I noticed that in your room you had a cage in your room, do you like animals Ms. Edwards? What is your favorite animal?"
 

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As you sit and watch the tile that you are sitting on gives away under your weight.

Reflex Save DC10
1d20+6 → [2,6] = (8)

You fall through and find yourself in what looks to be a bathroom. There are shower stalls and bathroom stalls with a mirror against the right wall and sinks in front of it. A girl steps out of one of the shower stalls in just a towel. She shrieks at the sight of you. "What are you doing in here pervert!"


He lets out a surprised gasp at the girl, remembering his vow he stands and thinks fast. Should he attempt to reason with her? Should he knock her out? Hmm.. perhaps he should try playing the dumb foreigner route...

"Suis désolé! Me.. eh.. how you say, am sorry!" As he talks he averts his eyes, he is still dressed as a priest. "I was looking for..ah.. salle de banes...er men's bathroom? I have to take part in the university chapel... something about common core curriculum... so men's bathroom s'il vous plaît?"

She just awkwardly points outside, to the door facing opposite to the women's room. He politely nods, blushing, and excuses himself... Once he is out of view he walks back upstairs... his plan having failed he figures it might be best to wait for the girls in their room. He steps back upstairs, utilizing his training in ninjutsu, silently cross-stepping and rolling out of view when appropiate, avoiding windows and open doors. He finds his way back to the room and shuts the door... retreats back into the closet.
 

Clover felt like quirking an eyebrow, 'What the f---?'
But she kept her face politely puzzled, "I'm quite partial to rabbits, sir."
 

University Of Denver

Clover felt like quirking an eyebrow, 'What the f---?'
But she kept her face politely puzzled, "I'm quite partial to rabbits, sir."

"Oh that's very nice." says Detective Brandt. "My daughter has a rabbit, they make wonderful pets. I did notice that you also have two rats that were sharing the cage with your rabbit." The RHD looks just as confused as the rest of you and raises an eyebrow at Brandt. He says "Detective Brandt, what exactly does this have to do with your investigation?" The detective looks over at the man behind the desk and you can see a sort of smile form on his face.

"Well nothing Mr. Berns, it's just that when we looked at the blueprints for that house we found that a sewer system runs just underneath. We haven't gotten a chance to investigate the house thoroughly as we are still collecting evidence. It seems that the man living there, Jacob Prestor, was very into science...chemistry to be exact. We found a number of broken vials and what look like lab tables in a rather large area of the house. We are trying to find out if the fire was caused by a possible chemical reaction. We are almost certain that it was arson but we have to make sure." He looks over at Clover again, "Ms. Edwards, we have gotten reports of people going missing in the area. Heck, there was even a report from this scruffy looking kid about a "vampire" attack. If you saw something, anything...or anyone who looked suspicious in the area the night of the fire it could really help us in our case. Evidence supposrts the fact that a vast majority of the time an arsonist will hang around close to the scene of their crime because they like to get some kind of sick pleasure from it."
 

University Of Denver

He lets out a surprised gasp at the girl, remembering his vow he stands and thinks fast. Should he attempt to reason with her? Should he knock her out? Hmm.. perhaps he should try playing the dumb foreigner route...

"Suis désolé! Me.. eh.. how you say, am sorry!" As he talks he averts his eyes, he is still dressed as a priest. "I was looking for..ah.. salle de banes...er men's bathroom? I have to take part in the university chapel... something about common core curriculum... so men's bathroom s'il vous plaît?"

She just awkwardly points outside, to the door facing opposite to the women's room. He politely nods, blushing, and excuses himself... Once he is out of view he walks back upstairs... his plan having failed he figures it might be best to wait for the girls in their room. He steps back upstairs, utilizing his training in ninjutsu, silently cross-stepping and rolling out of view when appropiate, avoiding windows and open doors. He finds his way back to the room and shuts the door... retreats back into the closet.

Koln
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You sit alone and in the dark, defeated. 'At least I tried' you think to yourself. All of a sudden you hear a noise, like wind howling through trees, coming from behind you and you feel a cool breeze. You reach back to touch the back of the closet and fall backwards onto snow. You look around you and you are in a forest. You get back on your feet and look around, pine trees surround you in every direction although there is a fairly distinct path in front of you. You see a feint light, almost like that of a lamp post off in the distance. Your sharp ears can pick up the sound of someone walking in the woods past the lamp post and they are getting closer...
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Koln

You sit alone and in the dark, defeated. 'At least I tried' you think to yourself. All of a sudden you hear a noise, like wind howling through trees, coming from behind you and you feel a cool breeze. You reach back to touch the back of the closet and fall backwards onto snow. You look around you and you are in a forest. You get back on your feet and look around, pine trees surround you in every direction although there is a fairly distinct path in front of you. You see a feint light, almost like that of a lamp post off in the distance. Your sharp ears can pick up the sound of someone walking in the woods past the lamp post and they are getting closer...

His head is in his hands, grumbling to himself. "No.. stop trying to comfort me Socrates... I can't follow them without going outside. I run too much of a risk of getting noticed... I just hope they're ok, especially Clover. That poor innocent girl has no idea what she has gotten herself into...

At that moment he hears wind... and feels it on the back of his neck... In the next instant he is on his back into snow, his eyes looking straight up at the grey sky. He scrambles to his feet, dusting the snow off of his clothes, grumbling about how he sorely needs to change his clothes...
He looks around, wilderness, snow, and trees everywhere...
"Am I back in Siberia...?"
He wonders aloud to himself, struggling to remember what little Russian he knows...
He squints into the distance towards the source of the footprints...
 

"Oh that's very nice." says Detective Brandt. "My daughter has a rabbit, they make wonderful pets. I did notice that you also have two rats that were sharing the cage with your rabbit." The RHD looks just as confused as the rest of you and raises an eyebrow at Brandt. He says "Detective Brandt, what exactly does this have to do with your investigation?" The detective looks over at the man behind the desk and you can see a sort of smile form on his face.

"Well nothing Mr. Berns, it's just that when we looked at the blueprints for that house we found that a sewer system runs just underneath. We haven't gotten a chance to investigate the house thoroughly as we are still collecting evidence. It seems that the man living there, Jacob Prestor, was very into science...chemistry to be exact. We found a number of broken vials and what look like lab tables in a rather large area of the house. We are trying to find out if the fire was caused by a possible chemical reaction. We are almost certain that it was arson but we have to make sure." He looks over at Clover again, "Ms. Edwards, we have gotten reports of people going missing in the area. Heck, there was even a report from this scruffy looking kid about a "vampire" attack. If you saw something, anything...or anyone who looked suspicious in the area the night of the fire it could really help us in our case. Evidence supposrts the fact that a vast majority of the time an arsonist will hang around close to the scene of their crime because they like to get some kind of sick pleasure from it."

At this statement, Clover found the eye of the needle. 'Tell the truth. It will set you free. Truly.'
Letting her theatrical skills surface, Clover covered her mouth and averted her eyes. Then, she let the tears begin to flow, and she sniffed them back meekly, "I... I'm sorry, sir. Sarah and I didn't quite tell the whole truth. You see, we were over there for a party. When we left to catch the shuttle back to the University... there was a strange man. In a trench coat. He... he made us very uncomfortable. He seemed very... shifty. As though he were guilty of something. He asked us for money. He wanted to make a call. I gave him the change for the pay phone, and we thought we should call the police on him. He... he was very odd. But, we were so shaken up, what with the fire and the man, that we decided just to leave the scene and get back here as quickly as possible."
Clover then looked the detective straight in the eyes. She made sure to tear up even more theatrically, making her eyes innocent and as wide as saucers. Her lip quivered feebly, "I suppose you can say that we're to blame, leaving the scene of a crime. But we were so scared! Please... sir... are we in trouble?"
 

University Of Denver

His head is in his hands, grumbling to himself. "No.. stop trying to comfort me Socrates... I can't follow them without going outside. I run too much of a risk of getting noticed... I just hope they're ok, especially Clover. That poor innocent girl has no idea what she has gotten herself into...

At that moment he hears wind... and feels it on the back of his neck... In the next instant he is on his back into snow, his eyes looking straight up at the grey sky. He scrambles to his feet, dusting the snow off of his clothes, grumbling about how he sorely needs to change his clothes...
He looks around, wilderness, snow, and trees everywhere...
"Am I back in Siberia...?"
He wonders aloud to himself, struggling to remember what little Russian he knows...
He squints into the distance towards the source of the footprints...

Koln
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As you look out towards the lantern you see a strange sort of man walk out of the woods and stand within the circle of light. He has curly hair and pointed ears but the strangest feature about him has to be his bottom half. He looks to you like a satyr from fairy tails you read long ago, he has hooves for feet and a little goat tail. He doesn't seem to feel the need for pants either as his whole bottom half is covered in fur. You see he's carrying a box with him and he seems to be frantically waiting for someone.

I'll rolepaly the satyr man so stop after you approach him.
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Koln

As you look out towards the lantern you see a strange sort of man walk out of the woods and stand within the circle of light. He has curly hair and pointed ears but the strangest feature about him has to be his bottom half. He looks to you like a satyr from fairy tails you read long ago, he has hooves for feet and a little goat tail. He doesn't seem to feel the need for pants either as his whole bottom half is covered in fur. You see he's carrying a box with him and he seems to be frantically waiting for someone.

I'll rolepaly the satyr man so stop after you approach him.

Koln rubs his eyes in disbelief, approaching the satyr... this is something out of some children's fantasy book it seems...

"Er... hello there... I am Koln Clergue... where in God's name am I?"
 

University Of Denver

At this statement, Clover found the eye of the needle. 'Tell the truth. It will set you free. Truly.'
Letting her theatrical skills surface, Clover covered her mouth and averted her eyes. Then, she let the tears begin to flow, and she sniffed them back meekly, "I... I'm sorry, sir. Sarah and I didn't quite tell the whole truth. You see, we were over there for a party. When we left to catch the shuttle back to the University... there was a strange man. In a trench coat. He... he made us very uncomfortable. He seemed very... shifty. As though he were guilty of something. He asked us for money. He wanted to make a call. I gave him the change for the pay phone, and we thought we should call the police on him. He... he was very odd. But, we were so shaken up, what with the fire and the man, that we decided just to leave the scene and get back here as quickly as possible."
Clover then looked the detective straight in the eyes. She made sure to tear up even more theatrically, making her eyes innocent and as wide as saucers. Her lip quivered feebly, "I suppose you can say that we're to blame, leaving the scene of a crime. But we were so scared! Please... sir... are we in trouble?"

Bluff Roll (DC15)
1d20+5 → [11,5] = (16)


"Calm down dear it's okay. No, you're not in trouble." the Detective says to Clover trying to calm her down. He places a hand on Clover's shoulder which sends a tingle of hunger through her. He then withdraws his hand and looks at Clover almost as if he doesn't really believe her story. "From the little I know about Jacob I wouldn't have thought of him as someone to hold many parties, but hey you know what they say, never judge a book by it's cover! Anyway, a man in a trench coat you say? Interesting, did you get a good look at him? What made him so strange?" Detective Brandt takes out a notepad and begins scribbling things down feverishly.
 

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