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Jorvik: A Land of Snow & Ice

Game Master DSXMachina

A dark mystery in the ancient city of York.

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Evil GM

"That's good to know." Laura adds tapping the steering wheel softly. "Your hexing gremlins break the newer appliances, but older ones can still work."

"Could you sabotage it an old fashioned way? Or since it isn't digital any 'material' can be obtained during transit." she wonders. "That is if we want it...hang on is that part of the terms of the meeting?"

Male Warrior-Bard of Old; Herald of Brigid Stress: P: OOOO M:OOOO S:OOO; Fate Points: 2

Kenneth exclaims mock-defensively"Oi! 'Twas just one iPad, and I dinnae mean it! The blasted green pigs kept laughing at me!".

He smiles, "Tae be fair, unless I'm right cross or trying tae wreck things, I'm relatively safe 'round technology... My gifts come from a goddess who is the patron ay smiths and craftsmen, after all."

He then pauses, "Aye, film isnae terribly durable... I imagine I could burn or melt it fairly easily.. Mayhap e'en whilst it's still in the canister or camera... So long as it's blackmail or historical record... I'd have a harder time ruining the work ay an artistic photographer."

Changling Spellsinger Physical: [] [] [] Mental: [X] [] [] [] Social: [] [] [] [] FP:10
Kenneth Evander Finley wrote:

He shrugs, "A'course, that's assuming that the cameras arenae remote eyes and triggering something more sinister. I do ken the cameras would hae been extremely hard tae hex."

"You would know, Sir Hex a Lot." Danny jibes, then ducks below the level of the seat for safety as Ken and Laura exchange witty banter without him. Once he deems it safe to resurface, he does so, pretending like nothing happened.

"Ok, it's not modern electronics, so it's not live monitoring. So your probably right, records for some reason. I can tell you it's PROBABLY not the Fae. Way to crude for their tastes. Same with the white court. They both love the overly complicated, multi-level, unnecessarily convoluted type of blackmail plans. Taking pictures is just so,... passe. Although I'm sure they wouldn't avoid it if it led to a more complicated web of interwoven idiocy. Blackmailing a blackmailer is more their type of shtick."

Evil GM

Heartily enjoying the soft banter, Laura adds; "So would we want to spring this upon the group during the meeting. It seems like a good way of disrupting the affair and maybe even promoting some enmity between the factions."

"Of course, you may have to present this to your Fey sponsor first?" She looks to Danny.

Male Warrior-Bard of Old; Herald of Brigid Stress: P: OOOO M:OOOO S:OOO; Fate Points: 2

Kenneth laughs, his voice filled with admiration, "Aye, you're a devious sort. Remind me tae ne'er make you cross with me."

He then sobers, Aye, like breaking your heart... I really need tae dae something about that... He nods, agreeing with Laura's assessment, "I think she's got the right ay it. Making an accusation about these sinister cameras and the nefarious plot they represent would like drive a wedge intae things."

He shrugs, "Ay course, I dinnae ken that would be enow tae cause the powers tae strike down the newcomer."

Changling Spellsinger Physical: [] [] [] Mental: [X] [] [] [] Social: [] [] [] [] FP:10

"Yeah, we should also find a way to make sure they are still there before we make a big deal out of it, and then find out they were all moved. THAT might prove,... embarrassing." Danny says, ever the king of understatement.

"HAve to play it carefully." Danny continues, possibly talking to himself.

"Revealing such a thing might even be part of the plan. They're tricky like that. Have to do it in a way that they can't claim we only knew about it because WE put them there." Danny chews his bottom lip thoughtfully.

Male Warrior-Bard of Old; Herald of Brigid Stress: P: OOOO M:OOOO S:OOO; Fate Points: 2

Kenneth smiles, "That should be easy snow... Fae cannae lie directly and so they be likely tae take us at our word.. Besides, we can swear any oaths -- even by the goddess in my case -- that we ken naught ay them a'fore we discovered them already in place. "

Evil GM

The detective smiles at Kenneth's compliment, giving a little wink back.

"Well could you make the recorders fall over? Or Hex them?" Laura looks to Kenneth through thick lashed eyes; "You said extremely hard, but not impossible. I'm sure you done some things extremely hard before - not sure about the impossible."

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"True, It IS all in the phrasing." Danny agrees.

Danny rolls his eyes at Laura, but he's smirking.

"Sheesh, I thought I was incorrigible. Get a room guys."

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"Wish I'd noticed those film canisters. Chemicals could be explosives and I'd probably be able to tell if that were the case. I couldn't get away from Mr. Hot Pants, though," Sal grumbles. "Sorry I let you down, guys. Say, Danny, are explosives something the fae might use, or are they below them, too?"

Changling Spellsinger Physical: [] [] [] Mental: [X] [] [] [] Social: [] [] [] [] FP:10

Danny thinks about it for a moment.

"Depends. USUALLY I would think they would be below them. Direct assault with collateral damage is not their usual method. But if they could figure out a particularly amusing way to get the victim to trigger it themselves, like say, showing an old film home movie to a large family gathering, and take out the whole family at once? Yeah. Maybe. I could see that."

Danny looks around the car.
"Oh, that wasn't what you really wanted to hear, was it?"

I REALLY need to stop being so imaginative, and giving the GM ideas!. ;P

Sorry so slow lately guys, just,... busy. :(

Male Warrior-Bard of Old; Herald of Brigid Stress: P: OOOO M:OOOO S:OOO; Fate Points: 2

Kenneth adds, "Tae be fair, lad, none ay the major powers would touch them..."

He then trails off, and adds in a similarly grim tone, "A'course, a lesser fae looking tae gain position might dae it... Especially one that started out as a changeling and has some remaining bits ay mortal thought in its fool head... 'specially because the major powers wouldnae likely suspect.... nae without evidence, for certain... and 'twould thus seem that 'twas someone else that did it..." He trails off, then says in a mock-cheerful tone, "Heck, if they could take out some opposition with the bomb and then use the strangeness ay the attack tae pin it on others, why, that'd be the very height ay fae strategy."

Changling Spellsinger Physical: [] [] [] Mental: [X] [] [] [] Social: [] [] [] [] FP:10

"Yes. Yes it would." Danny says with a decidedly unhappy look on his usually cheerful face.

"Good thing it was only film in the canisters, right?" He asks with a decidedly hopeful, if forced, smile.

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"I didn't see anything sinister in the rest of the place, personally." Sal shrugs. "Doesn't mean it wasn't there. That guy jackin' his jaw the whole time was really distracting. New construction can hide a lot, too. So, what's our plan for infiltrating this shindig, anyway? I don't much like the layout inside. Exit routes can be blocked too easily. Don't even get me started about how easy it is to be flanked in there."

She shoves her fake glasses up on her nose a couple of times, then whips them off in irritation, folding them and stashing them in her bag.

Changling Spellsinger Physical: [] [] [] Mental: [X] [] [] [] Social: [] [] [] [] FP:10

"I think you may have found it Sal. Or a big part anyway. Those tent-buildings are usually notorious for being open and drafty, not being hard to get in or out of. For a party tent it's practically Fort Knox. Either they really want the guests to feel safe, or,... Well,... Hanging out with the Fae has really made me presume the worst of intentions." He says meaningfully.

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"Worst of intentions for anyone -- humans included -- is generally a good assumption," Sal remarks darkly, no hint of humor evident in her voice. "So what do we need for this? Should I stock up on holy water?"

Male Warrior-Bard of Old; Herald of Brigid Stress: P: OOOO M:OOOO S:OOO; Fate Points: 2

Kenneth shakes his head, "Only if we be expecting the Black Court. Reds can use the stuff tae make ice for their cocktails.... like as nae, that's also true ay the Poppies."

He shrugs, "I think we're best tae stay with the plan. At the moment, the rules ay hospitality be our best protection... and, with any luck, our most powerful weapon as well."

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"Yep. Stick to the plan. Forwarned is forearmed after all. And now we KNOW that they most definitely have SOMETHING planned." Danny says with confidence.

"Now,... If we only knew what that actually was,..." He adds ruefully.

Evil GM

Pondering Laura adds; "I would offer to find an explosives detector or a sniffer dog for the explosives - but the former would probably be hexed. However I might be able to find a chemical paper, that could indicate the presence of explosives."

Starting up the engine as the group drive away to a small quiet coffee shop that the policewoman knows and trusts. She then adds; "So the plan is you guys go into the meeting as the Fey's entourage. The vamps and who else shows up; when the deal is unfavourable or going down you reveal the vamps treachery?"

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"Yeah. Mostly. Sorta." Danny says helpfully.

He rubs his eyes, sniffing deep of his coffee cup before taking a sip.

"It's all rather convoluted. Sorta like regular politics. On Steroids. And Crack. Debating the pros and cons of a life-altering Constitutional Amendment while juggling angry, poisonous snakes. Blindfolded. Yeah. And THAT's just a NORMAL day. On a BAD day they REALLY start to make it hard." Danny says ruefully.

"It's all in the presentation, and the timing." He explains before anyone starts throwing things at him.

"If the host planted anything, and you can prove it, then he has broken the laws of hospitality. HOWEVER, just pulling back the tapestry and saying 'Ta Da!' if he hasn't actually DONE anything yet, that might get him off the hook (he can claim preparations for self defense in case of an attack or something) and then the revealer gets accused of trying to frame the host, or blemish his good reputation. (The rep is much more important than the facts in the Fae's eyes) And then the revealer gets stuck with the breaking the laws of hospitality and all bets are off."

"Yeah. All in the timing. Blow it to early and the host or whoever actually gets applause for creative thinking, (With minus points for making it so easy even a mortal could see it.) Reveal it too late and your talking to a room full of victims who are all mad at you because you didn't tell them earlier. It's the three bears syndrome. You have to get it JUST RIGHT." He smirks.

Changling Spellsinger Physical: [] [] [] Mental: [X] [] [] [] Social: [] [] [] [] FP:10

Danny rubs his eyes again.

"The fae can say anything they want to you. It's only words after all. It's all in HOW you say it and react to it and,... you get the picture. The best solution we can hope for is just to prevent the cameras or whatever they are from actually being used. The best we can dream of is somehow making whatever the finale of the plan is turn against the plotter. Somehow."

"Cameras in the walls, mounts for something in the ventilation system,...WHAT in the world is he planning?"

"OK, so let's not presume 'Boom', although double checking for it is probably a good idea. So they have old-style cameras. They want to film something on the sly without worrying about it getting hexed. For what? Facebook? For blackmail? Or to document something? They have mounts for something ready to go in the vent system. According to WAY too much TV, the vent system is how you introduce gas to a building."

Danny now looks as if he has (finally) confused himself.

"But, if half the attendees are already dead, and the other half are essentially immortal, what kind of gas would have any effect on them?"

Male Warrior-Bard of Old; Herald of Brigid Stress: P: OOOO M:OOOO S:OOO; Fate Points: 2

Kenneth says, "Fae can still be drugged, 'tis why they love getting intae their cups so much.... And I think Reds can tae... I seen tae recall hearing a tale ay a nest where they got their 'cattle' drugged before feeding tae get a bigger rush... Poppies, as an offshoot... Hard tae say. A'course if auld Flower-power be resistant... Well, it sure makes a body think he might be guilty, wouldnae he say?"

Terribly sorry... Didn't get update notification

Evil GM

Laura drives the car as the afternoons shadows lengthen and pulls upto a little coffee-shop she knows,that's discrete and out of harms way. Ordering some drinks for the group, as well as a few pastries.

"So the Reds could be using it to lower inhibitions and to influence negotiations? That's crafty and arrogant...." Laura ponders, taking a sip of her earl grey.

"So we need something on the Reds or the Poppy Court, something to persuade your Fae friend and whomever else is attending that the Vamps are not as strong as they pretend & then once you do that they compound it with the betrayal?"

Changling Spellsinger Physical: [] [] [] Mental: [X] [] [] [] Social: [] [] [] [] FP:10

Sorry guys. My Mother in law died suddenly last week. Still dealing with that. And work is of course not helping. :) I hope to be back to what passes for 'normal' soon(ish). :)

"Pretty, much, yeah. If it were only as simple to DO as to SAY." Danny sighs.

"Tricking others into thinking your stronger, or smarter, or whatever, is pretty much standard policy in the supernatural world. The White's have taken it to an art form, but it seems pretty universal. When you have that many varied groups of super-creatures, you have to establish a pecking order SOMEhow. You know, without getting into a world-wide-supernatural war that even a blind, deaf and dumb Muggle couldn't miss." Danny smirks.

"Like I said, no one is likely to get upset that they TRIED to pull something. They won't like it, they may take revenge upon the moron who tried it, but they'll respect the skill the trap was set with. BUT, being so clumsy about it that a mortal figured it out?" Danny smirks evilly.

"That's just bad form. And pretty much an automatic boot out of whatever supernatural club you were hoping to join." Danny chuckles gleefully.

"But we need the PROOF, something we can unveil at the right time. Just KNOWING about 'it' isn't going to cut it. Well, technically it might, but we'd likely still end up dead too. I'm sure that probably breaks some little-known law of hospitality too." He adds somberly.

Male Warrior-Bard of Old; Herald of Brigid Stress: P: OOOO M:OOOO S:OOO; Fate Points: 2

Kenneth says, "Well, unless ye want tae head back in, I dinnae ken what we can dae about that. I could try tae whip up a batch ay gas-protection potions, but I dinnae ken what tae protect against."

He shrugs, "Dinnae misunderstand, I'm open tae any other ideas, but I'm starting tae worry that may be closing in 'pon that 'improvise spectacularly' part ay things.... Though, laddie could we not mayhap use your gifts tae lead a bigger, nastier, host-type towards the cannisters and let them find the clumsy attempt? Worst case, they'd postpone and Auld Flower Power'd need tae come with something new... and best case, it'd trigger a mite bit ay suspicion on the Tulip Tsar."

Changling Spellsinger Physical: [] [] [] Mental: [X] [] [] [] Social: [] [] [] [] FP:10

Danny opens his mouth,... then closes it again thoughtfully.

"Honestly,... I hadn't really thought of that." He admits sheepishly.

"Too much time on stage I guess. You get used to taking the spotlight when you can get it. I hadn't thought of 'letting' someone else find it. That,... is actually a good idea. I just have to sell it so it can't get turned around. Don't want it to look like we planted anything!"

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"How big are those vents with the clamps?" Sal interjects, "Could somebody small fit inside them? Any way to get me in there the day of so I could examine the getup, see if explosives or electronics are involved?"

Evil GM

The vents were 600x600mm ducts, they only went back 2 metres to the main heating/services area. You'd have between 3-4 hours before the meeting, if you want to go this route I'll just ask for a couple of rolls :)

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I forgot, who is HOSTing the party? The vamps right? Lord Lawrence? He is throwing the party, and the vamps and Tulip Queen are guests?
Just making sure that I'm suspecting the right person(s) when I go all panic-attack. :)

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Evil GM

Lord Lawrence (Red Court) is hosting (ably assisted by Mr. Aggoggo) a meeting of the Head of the Poppy Court (ably assisted by Molly Finley), Laverna the representative of the Winter Court (ably assisted by Danny) & a third party. The meeting is to discuss the movement & creation of certain drugs for the Poppy Court.....which you've worked out because the Poppy Court vampires have some sort of wasting disease which is killing them. They are creating a serum/drug to mix with human blood so when they drain them it cures/slows it's progress. This has the side effect of turning the users of the drug temporarily into pseudo vampires.

Becca the blue haired Black Court vampire (& rival of Mr Aggoggo) has also been seen around the site of the meeting.

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Lol! It's like watching a recap before the mid-season finale! Perfect, Thanks DSX! ;)

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Who the heck is the Tulip Queen? *cries*

EDIT: DSX clued me in. Don't do that to poor literal-brained me! :P

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Lol! I think that we have all called her by a new name each time we name her. Shall we start taking bets on how soon we run out of ideas for her nicknames? ;P

Male Warrior-Bard of Old; Herald of Brigid Stress: P: OOOO M:OOOO S:OOO; Fate Points: 2

Between Danny and Kenneth? It'll be a while, I'm sure...

Evil GM

Oh, btw don't forget about Arjen, Molly's BF - whom was captured by the Poppy Court Vampires at their Drugs Warehouse in Hull.

So Sal, you going to try and perform an early infiltration? If so it'll only be a couple of rolls, that we can do simultaneous with other activities.

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If nobody objects, yeah, why not?

As the group departs, Sal tugs on Danny's sleeve and takes him aside for a second to whisper something to him.

Changling Spellsinger Physical: [] [] [] Mental: [X] [] [] [] Social: [] [] [] [] FP:10

As they get up to leave, Danny almost facepalms himself. Almost.

"I'd better call her Royal Highness Jr and see when she wants us to pick her up." Danny says, looking around for Morien before remembering that she was already WITH said 'highness'.

He looks like he wants to facepalm himself. Again.

"I'm gonna go and see if they sell Sanity here." Danny quips, turning around to reenter the coffee shop.

Sal, doing a little comedy two-step with Danny as she tries to leave while he tries to reenter, whispers something briefly as they turn sideways to pass each other. Danny blinks.

"Um,... Yeah. No problem. I had forgotten, thanks." Danny says dazedly as he reenters the shop.

A few moments later Danny reemerges with a fresh cup in his hand, steam curling through the holes in the lid.

"Chai Latte with a double shot to supercharge it!" He says briskly, the newest infusion of sugar and caffeine already hitting his brain. He takes another cautious sip.

"Ah. THAT'S better! Now, where were we? Oh, right. You all do what you have to do," Danny says, glancing at Sal, "and I'll meet you all there at,... Hang on, Let me call Morien and find out whether her highness wants to be early or fashionably late. I'm betting on late. No Fae can resist an entrance. And what good is an entrance without an audience?"

Danny hits a number on his cell, and a few seconds later starts talking. "Hey. It's us. I mean me. How the shopping world tour going? Great. So, um, when exactly does she want to meet and take her there? Huh. Ok. Cool. Thanks. See you then."

Danny pockets his tracphone and takes another sip of his dangerous concoction.

"All set." He says with forced cheeriness. And he tells the others the time Morien gave him.

Evil GM

Through the dusk's twilight there's a low growl. Hoary side panels glisten with the first winters frost, a kaleidoscope of light glistens from the darkness, as into view slides Moriens' pale Fey car. The animalistic purr of the engine, an untamed beast that promises power fills the street. It then relents as the vehicle glides to a stop, whereupon the rear door opens itself and Laverna unfolds herself from the back-seat.

No movie-star could exit with more grace and dignity, without flashing anything despite her gauzy attire. Lace and silk make up the bulk of her dress, if you could call it that, for although it covers her whole body and flows at least a foot upon the pavement about here - some panels are translucent, others show tantalising glimpses of flesh beneath the lace. Looking Danny & Kenneth up and down carefully, "Are you ready?" she asks.

So trying the stealthy sneaking way? Or being inconspicuous? Or just going to bluff your way through?

Sal manages to arrive back at the worksite as all the builders are loading their vans with the tools. There is a a rough looking man with a shaved head and a hard look to his eye, that seems to be start of the nights security.

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If nobody has objected to Sal's infiltration plan, she will proceed with it.

Is anything going IN to the site, or just builders heading out?

Male Warrior-Bard of Old; Herald of Brigid Stress: P: OOOO M:OOOO S:OOO; Fate Points: 2

Kenneth says with a smile, "Dinnae ask me, I'm naught but this fool's Champion.". He then pulls on the sleeves of his jacket, adjusts his magical blade and gauntlet, and finally straightens the cross around his neck. "But aye, I am. "

Evil GM


There's only the builders finishing up when you get there, in a few minutes there'll be more security coming in. With your special military training, you ascertain now is the best time to infiltrate for zero chance of being seen - however if you wait then you might see more of the security detail than just a single Overseer, but getting into position will be harder.

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Not wanting to cause a ruckus, Sal will try to slip in before the security forces get to their final stations and full complement.

Changling Spellsinger Physical: [] [] [] Mental: [X] [] [] [] Social: [] [] [] [] FP:10

Presuming we're skipping our usual over-verbose preparations? :)

Danny straightens the bow tie of his tuxedo.

"I'm always ready." he says with an English accent and a super-spy smirk.

"Not really. But when your dressed like James Bond it's hard not to sound like him!" Danny adds cheerfully to Kenneth.

Danny looks Laverna up and down approvingly. Then he looks again.

"My Lady. You look positively,... Dangerous." Danny drawls slowly.
Danny is fairly certain that Laverna will take the comment as a complement. Most Fae would.

"I approve of the daring fashion statement. Providing visible proof that you are unarmed,... thereby convincing everyone that you must be packing. Raising both the room's appreciable beauty and paranoia levels in one gossamer package."

Danny gives Laverna a nod and silent golf clap of approval.

"Ready when you are, My lady. Although there are a couple of things you should know about before making your grand entrance." Danny says diffidently.

Danny had debated with himself long and hard about this part while he prepared for the party. In the end he decided to tell Laverna about what they had discovered, both the visit of the Poppy Court Princess, the suspected real reason behind the visit, and the evidence of unexpected surprises waiting in the main room of the party tent. He had decided that Laverna was far more deceptive and manipulative than he could ever dream of being, and she could probably figure out what the host's mysterious game was faster than he could.

Danny had also decided that Laverna craved excitement. The Fae as a rule were bigger adrenaline junkies than any mere mortal could ever be. So he left out the part where he and the others had made a few preparations for the evening. After all, everyone loves a surprise, right?

Go for it Sal! Danny will make sure to mention, (being the worry wort that he is) not to get caught looking like SHE was the one planting things in the tent! If she can't get a good look without getting caught, get out! We'll worry about the rest later! :)

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