Son stands barefooted outside the cafe', a metallic cockroach perched on his shoulder like some strange conscience.

He eyeballs the place, feelin' uneasy. This don't look like no home.

He glances at the tiny insect outta the corner of his eye.

"Ya sure this' the place?"  

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 "Certain, it is calling."

Whisper will be very close to Son, his packmates are his security, and in such an environment, so far away from the green grasses of Gaias embrace, they are his Family.

Though the spirits speech seems alien to him Whisper trusts in Sons abilities, any Alpha knows that he must nurture the strengths of his Packmates, for their strengths benefit everyone.

"Why are we stopped here?" Whisper asks, looking around nervously at the throngs of passing people.
"Did Roach direct us to this place?"

Son spits onto the hot pavement.

"This looks ta be the place."

 You all notice the increased agitation of the roach, it becoming infused with the spiritual energy that must reside somewhere near.

"Calling, lines, the flow is alive. I must know. Download. Assimilation eminent," in its metallic voice rapidly.

The shop appears to have a few customers, and a cute girl working the counter.

Son looks over to Whisper.

"You think ya can handle the lass' whiles' I look 'round?"

(Apparently i'm terribly at reading, but everyone went on with it even though the scene kinda ran abotched.  So whatever you guys wanna do, go for it.)  

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i look at our leader as i pull a black and yellow scarf from my bag. Yuri tosses around his neck and walk in with out a look from the customer. It almost seems as he is not even there or people just can't seem to focus on him. He walk around to try to find what make this place special.

Fetish- veil of sins

 The group wander in, no one taking any notice of Yuri, though Son and Whisper garner attention. Especially a man with a large roach on his shoulder. The girl at the counter smiles weakly at them obviously trying to stall a confrontation with what she perceives as a group of homeless vagabonds here to beg change. As son passes the alpha he hears the insect.

"Inquire about Greenie, lower level," as it seemingly fades from sight.

Whisper will go up and start asking questions, granted the questions are quite serious to him but to this dainty little thing at the counter he's an annoyance at best.'

"What are those boxes over there, the ones that glow blue, and what are the big things with the moving pictures on them?"

"What is that funny smell in here, can we get food?"

"How much is food here, I don't have much money, is there something we can trade?"

(2008-09-03 08:08:52 Whisper rolls 6 dice to Persuasion 8,1,6,6,4, 1 (1 success))

2008-09-03 08:09:24 Whisper rolls 6 dice to Distract the humans! (Diff 5) 9,2,4,10,9, 9 (4 successes)

 She seems confused by your questions, the other two seem to have the ability to wander about unmolested. There are a few customers lounging about with Moccachino Latte's  or whatever the cool doesn't taste like coffee but really is drink. Most have laptops and barely notice you anyway.

Son quickly weaves between the people, making his way to the back of the room. He looks for a door, a set of stairs, anything of importance.

 There is a door toward the back, covered and in disuse. As you open it it descends into darkness, the stairs slick with perspiration.

Son quickly descends into the darkness, trusting in his other senses to make up for the lack of light.

2008-09-03 20:40:20 Son rolls 7 dice to Primal Urge 6,1,6,1,8, 1,8 (1 success)

 Finding the light switch you flip it revealing...


The basement is sterile. A few stacks of electronics parts, lots of coffee beans, and a years supply of mountain dew.

There is something else here, whispers in your head, a steady stream. Something has cleansed this place, but they were not as thorough as they wanted to be, it is still here, just needing to be awakened again.

Sun-of-the-South focuses his mind for what he must do, then calls upon his innate powers to take the form of something more than human.

2008-09-03 23:39:54Sun-of-the-South rolls 7 dice to Shifting to Galbro (Diff 7) 6,8,4,6,9, 3,8 (3 successes)

Reaching inside his bag, he pulling out a sack of bread crumbs, a can of beans, a jar of dried tobacco and a knife. He sets the jar aside, and walks to the center of the room.

He pricks his finger on the knife and draws a symbol on the floor in blood. The cut seals shut almost instantly.



Once finished, he spreads the bread crumbs around the glyph in a circle. Taking the can of beans, he tears open the top with a claw and pours them out on top of the symbol.

He discards the ruined can and walks back to the where he left his tobacco jar. He rolls himself a cigarette and lights it. He walks back across the room, positioning himself on the east side of the circle.

He inhales deeply, blowing the smoke in a thick cloud. He begins to chant a song under his breath. He does not know what language he speaks. His grandmother taught him the song long ago. It consists of three words: Come forth. Awaken.

[I have to now engage the Cockroach totem in a resisted, extended test. I have to get as many successes as the Caern's rating. The totem rolls its rating as its dice pool, diff 4, and it needs 5 successes to beat me.]

2008-09-03 23:52:19 Sun-of-the-South rolls 6 dice to Rite of the Open Caern (Diff 7, used willpower) 9,9,1,8,6,6 (3 successes)

2008-09-04 08:19:22 Caern rolls 1 die to Resisted action (Diff 4) 6 (1 success)

 The buzzing sounds starts to grow, as the gauntlet is becoming breached. Electrical lines start increasing, forming multi headed hydras connecting to absent pieces of machinery. Everywhere are antennae and small spiders meticulously performing their rote behavior.

This small basement is altering, merging with its umbral shadow, breaching the gauntlet. It is alive, but not as you have ever known a Caern to be, something different, something more like a machine. You start worrying that you should have had your pack come with you, usually a Caern opening is dangerous, but this seems different. You are standing on unknown ground, you hope you will survive to tell your tale...

Son takes several steps back, his eyes widening in surprise. This was definitely not what he expected. He glances back, towards the door leading upstairs, wondering where his pack is.

 The gauntlet is weakening, allowing the worlds to collide in this spot. Whatever power that resided here must have been potent at some time in the past. Electrical energy seethes at the borders while roaches crawl everywhere pushing back the shadow. The worlds are colliding and everyone that is near can feel the surge of energies, certainly it will attract attention...