The Fuzz
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People in a changeling game about running a coastal B&B with wolfmen in the kitchen and missing kids in the forest are asking "Is that too weird?"
Naw, bro. It's not too weird.
Naw, bro. It's not too weird.
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Sage may have relevant skills useful to you guys; she's a beachcomber of sorts, but substitute "Hedge" for "beach".Axelgear said:Yeah, me too; hence Sackcloth shooing Red about and all.
Edit: I feel compelled to note that cherry blossoms aren't really native to the US, which gives us a neat clue. They're a Japanese tree, primarily, so if you find them anywhere else in the world (besides maybe parts of Russia and Asia), they're inevitably tended. There's also a variety of cherry blossom that actually does bloom in the fall and winter; the Winter Sakura. That means that, if they're anywhere in Shearport, we might be looking at a new Hedge gate. If not, we're hunting in the Hedge for an oddity.
Sackcloth's pretty damn knowledgeable about nature (Survival 3), so I feel compelled to roll to see if he'd know any of this. Also, to see if he's aware of anywhere nearby that might have cherry blossoms.
Naturally, I'd nudge @Grey for this, since Lucas is probably far more familiar with the local woodlands and parks than Sackcloth.
She headed to the door to see why there was so much worried whispering in the back hallway. I'm guessing from the rest of the input, that she can see into the kitchen as well.Inari said:Is Sage in the same room as Red, Sackcloth, and Lita at the moment? A little confused on which portion of the group she's speaking to.
The God-Machine is the coldest iron. The God-Machine is iron that forged itself. It is without passion or mercy, warmth or hate. It is order and logic reified. It is therefore by its sufferance that the Gentry might enter our world at all, and they are restricted by ancient pledges to the Machine for the privilege. They cannot be compelled to directly serve its plans, but neither will they touch its anointed for fear of Angels with faces of gold and fists of iron, and wings of humming force that carry them through the Hedge.
Formulating now.Axelgear said:Just a note, I'm waiting on Sage/Liam; Sackcloth explained the deets to them and all.