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[Vampire the Requiem 2E] Ashes, Ashes, That's All There is to Eat

"Yeah. Just want to make sure no one is here that shouldn't be."


Alec climbs into the elevator.


(I don't actually know the layout)
 
"Well then, shall we head inside? I'm getting paranoid in my old age. It feels like we're being watched."
 
Darren and Dante enter into the 'abandoned' subway plaza that currently houses elysium.  Working theor way through the winding tunnels, they fOllie their instincts to the main chamber.  A tall, arched room greets them, slender pillars every few paces help to mask the beaded curtains that hide tunnels and alcoves for privacy and escape.  A moderately sized group of kindred mill about, gossiping amongst themselves and leeding around blood dolls for an occasional snack.


You see the Prince in the back, seated, telling a story to assorted elders.  Nearby, you notice the sheriff, a lithe kindred listening patiently to a burly kindred's angry tale.  He nods politely, even as the man raises his voice to a near shout, before calmly placing his hand on his shoulder and smiling.  The man contort his face for a second, then sighs and leaves.  The sheriff glances around the room before calmly strolling over to you.  "How may I help you gentlemen?"
 
Dante will approach the Sheriff with his permission, slowly limping along with his cane. Better to make them think you are harmless then to treat you as a possible threat.


"Hello Sir, we are wishing to discuss what we have found about the Jonas situation and to see if you have come up with any mote information. As well if anything similar has happened to any of the other kine in the city."
 
Darren will stride over confidently, displaying an air of belonging and power. A sworn of the axe doesn't show weakness, real or otherwise. "Yes, Jonas. I'm sure your deputy informed you of what she knows but we're here to provide any insight that we have. We took a look around ourselves and quite frankly it's not good. Should we go somewhere more private? The walls have ears and all that."
 
Karl nods as they head up to the penthouse. It was mainly handled by the funds he bilked out of his cult currently which meant he allowed them access for certain occult sessions. Sooner or later he'd push them into other arrangements, but Karl was still developing his hold over his followers and thus had to do such things.


"I don't blame you, though ours is at least harder to get into. And we can guess the culprits somehow got close to Jonas. I'll have to start interrogating my cult. Check the newer members for any... secrets."
 
"I'm afraid I haven't seen my hounds in the past few nights.  They're free to perform their duties before informing me of it. But, of course, if you'd rather we can go to a more private area."  He leads you off to an alcove.  "Now, what of this Jonas situation?"
 
Alec turns, his eyes sweeping across the room. He stretches out with his Beast, feeling for things it warns him of. He sweeps the apartment like a beast stalking it's prey, walking... listening... waiting.


(3 successes)
 
Alec finds that none of the haven has any obvious flaws, the security that the group has put into place is still functioning properly.  If someone were to break in, they'd have to be very good.


Karl gathers the members of his cult together upstairs as Alec investigates.
 
"It appears there's been an attack. We were out hunting, saw a crowd gathered outside an apparently burnt out apartment and decided to check it out. Your 'hound' as well as 2 others (insert names here) were there. We did a summary investigation and came up with a few things. I'll repair the details, there wasn't much. Ash, burn marks, stake. Seems like a hunter job. Staked, left in front of the window for the sun.  We're running down any leads we find but I thought it best we come to you. We've already checked our havens, just in case. It never hurts to be a little extra cautious."
 
"And you say Lucretia's already on it?  Hmm, excellent.  Thank you for informing me, feel free to aid my hound, if you wish. Well, I have business to attend to, farewell."  He walks away, and you hear him muttering to himself, "It seems we're having an outbreak of kindred meeting final death, that's the fourth one in as many months, fires and all..."
 
Once he's out of earshot, Darren will sigh heavily and lean forward wearily. "Well, I'm out of ideas. Any shining insight you want to share or should we rejoin the others?"
 
Dante, knowing his insight still has its limits, cannot fortell what to do next. 


"Maybe on the morrow. But, for now i can only see one other to talk to. Lucretia, she has been on her own investigation. She could also be a target for the next attack, because of her connection to the deceased. But, this hasnt been the only case, maybe we should look into the old ones and see if theres a pattern."
 
"You bring up a good point. We should find Lucretia first though. No more deaths. This has gone far enough. If i knew it wouldn't start a panic, I'd suggest telling everyone to sleep somewhere different for the time being, but that would also tell the culprits that we're closing in on them. Damnedable hunters."
 
Dante pulls out his phone from the inside pocket of his jacket. Dials the number given to him by Lucretia.
 
Darren is going to lean against the wall and look around for the friendliest looking person here. (Yes I realize everyone here is an asshole in their own right)
 
"Lucretia, this is Dante we need to meet up and speak about the Situation. I will send you a text of where to meet. There have been several like this, and we need to find the connection."
 
Dante shoots a message to Karl, and Alec, of the remote neutral location to meet, a ware house, building 4 138 Thomas Drive.


"Be there going to speak to Lucreatia. Everything okay on your ends?"
 
Darren will wave at Dante to let him know he'll be back and walks over  to the closest one, walking up next to him, wrapping an arm around his shoulders and looking him in the eye. "Heya friend. You look like the sort of fella who knows his way around. Know a place that me and a buddy can grab a 'drink'?"
 
The man looks at you.  "Yes, you can play with one of my dolls, if you're thirsty," he says, pulling your arm off of him.  "A trivial boon for a sip."


(You owe this guy a trivial and gain 1 Vitae if you accept)
 
Stepping back and taking a big bow, Darren says with admiration "You are most generous, kind sir and it would be rude of me not to accept."
 
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