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• Ken(Hideki Takashi) Dice Pool: gnosis(3) + spirit(1) + lantern(1) + order tool brass knucles(1) + high speech(2)=8 Reaches 1 for instant cast, 1 advanced duration Action: cast exorcist eye and talk to Drowned host. Health: 8/8 Mana/Vitae: 13 Willpower: 6/7 Conditions: Description Ken takes the lantern without a word. Its light stains his features amber as he glances back at Chance and Dosbox, giving them a small, deliberate tilt of his head—be ready. Then he turns toward the empty stretch of pier. To Ken, the sea is standing upright. As he walks, he slides the brass knuckles onto his fingers, the metal kissing bone with a muted click. He rolls his shoulders once and rubs the plates together slowly, deliberately. The sound is soft—but it lands heavy in the air. High Speech spills from his tongue. Not loud. Not dramatic. Precise. The world answers. The wind stretches thin and begins to harmonize. The tide fractures into layered whispers. Twilight deepens into a bruised spectrum where colors hum instead of fade. The boards beneath his boots murmur in old timber dialect, remembering storms long past. Over it all comes the sound of distant bells—no harbor bell, but something deeper, submerged. The air thickens. And the Drowned Host clarifies before him—eight feet of vertical water. Faces press outward from within its shifting surface. Eyes glow like drowned lanterns. The water reflects him, then shifts, reflecting something pale and lifeless in his place. Ken does not flinch. He stops a respectful distance away. He bows, smooth and formal, lantern lowering with him like an offering. When he speaks, his voice carries two tones—his own, and the echo beneath it. “How may we be of service, great one?” The pier is silent. But the sea inhales.

Sable gets +2 beats Sarah gets +1 beat

Summary Total Members: 73 Motto: “Discipline is strength, secrecy is survival.”

[image: upper_logo.png] Richard "Ricky Dee" Davenport - DosBox - Mad Black Hatter Dice Pool: Composure (3) + Expression (1) = 5 Action: Trying to look like he didn't just get his shit rocked by a fucking werewolf kaiju or whatever Mana Pool: 12 [X] [X] [X] [X] [X] [X] (Spend 3/Turn) [X] [X] [X] [X] [X] [X] Health: 7 [X] [X] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] Willpower: 5 [X] [X] [X] [ ] [ ] Conditions: None Description: The Man in Black brings a thumb and forefinger to his chin, making an intrigued sound emanate from his vocal cords before he begins to read the document presented. Like REALLY READ the thing. Every so often he'll make an, "Oh?" or an, "Aha!" while glaring at the words on the charter before removing some kind of ornate stamp, wrapped in a kerchief from his pants pocket. With a strong press, he leaves a mark on the document, reading, 'The Mad Black Hatter'. The 'B' is wearing a jaunty fedora. Cute. Someone is putting way too much effort into this bit. With a nod, the Hatter emotes cheerfully, "That should be as legally binding, or more so, than a signature, I suspect?" The Hatter doesn't make any comment on the vampire because vampire knowledge isn't in his wheelhouse.

🜁 Free Council Network – Chicago “Independent. Flexible. Everywhere.” Leadership Node Selwyn Arden – “Silverwind” Location: Lincoln Park Sanctum (primary headquarters) Function: Overall coordination, negotiation with other Orders, strategic planning, deployment of apprentices and adepts. Primary Nodes & Sanctums 1. Lincoln Park Sanctum (Headquarters) Purpose: Command, coordination, high-level strategy, training of key Free Council operatives Personnel: Selwyn Arden, senior adepts Features: Strategic planning table, scrying chamber, temporary astral portal to secondary nodes 2. West Loop Workshop Purpose: Minor wards, magical experiments, field preparation Personnel: Apprentices for ward maintenance and research Specialties: Warding, artifact testing, small-scale rituals 3. Hyde Park Research Cell Purpose: Academic and investigative node Personnel: 5–7 researchers from both New York and USA cohort Specialties: Spell research, anomaly analysis, minor artifact cataloging 4. Bridgeport Field Node Purpose: Field operations, low-risk reconnaissance Personnel: Apprentices, field operatives Specialties: Surveillance, information gathering, rapid response 5. Ravenswood Spirit Node Purpose: Spirit liaison and astral observation Personnel: Thyrsus specialists (Spirit ••), 2 adepts for complex bindings Specialties: Spirit monitoring, containment, communication with astral entities 6. South Side Safehouse Purpose: Low-profile operations, temporary shelter for operatives on assignment Personnel: 3–4 junior mages Specialties: Safe storage of magical documents, minor wards 7. Loop Annex Purpose: Secondary command, field coordination near downtown Personnel: Mastigos and Obrimos apprentices Specialties: Teleportation link monitoring, portal activation, low-level counter-scrying 8. North Side Gateway Purpose: Temporary staging point for operations outside the city Personnel: 2–3 mages, apprentice level Specialties: Gate monitoring, artifact movement, travel logistics 9. Southwest Outpost Purpose: Emergency and disaster response Personnel: Small group of multi-path adepts Specialties: Warding reinforcement, quick deployment of field teams

• Ken(Hideki Takashi) Dice Pool: wits(3) + Investigation(2)=5 Action: try and glean what what the wound is in japan. Health: 8/8 Mana/Vitae: 13 Willpower: 6/7 Conditions: Description Ken stood there a moment, studying Sarah with an unreadable calm. “The problem with tools,” he said at last, “is that once someone’s finished using them, they get tossed aside.” A faint, humorless smile touched his lips. “I should know.” Silence lingered between them. “What ails Chicago isn’t the same thing that ails Japan,” he went on. “But maybe we can compare notes.” He drifted toward Himu, extending his cup without a word. Sake streamed into it, clear and steady. Ken nodded his thanks, returned to his seat, and leaned back, cradling the warmth in his hands. “I have some thoughts on what’s wrong with Chicago,” he said, eyes fixed on the pale surface of the drink. Then he looked up. “But tell me—what’s ails Japan?”

Vanda stares at him. Maybe she just forgot to blink. She has returned after Sarah's time. Opening the bars, she steps into the cell with other kindred, putting down the cooler. "You look far worse tonight. Clearly not Morrow's work. The Prince's pet must have enjoyed itself." She says it sorrowfully and she opens the cooler and hands him the first bag of blood. "Your legs. You can't walk on those until they are reset. This isn't enough blood to do that." She shushes him and looks at the door conspiratorially. "I can get you out of here. Tonight. But you'll need to give me everything. Confession, truth, everything. You tell me the truth, and I'll get you back to your friends." She whispered it to him. Vanda pulls a chair over to him and sits down, crossing her legs and resting her hands lighting on her knees. She clicks on an audio recording, one of the older ones that still uses a cassette tape. "Whenever you are ready."

LOCKED The gun shots cause a panic as people scream and begin running. The place is big, so it is hard at first to tell where the shots are coming from -- We can do this on a Tues as a scene --

@Kaimuund Can you fill out 10 or so dots of allies/contacts? I don't have a clear grasp of the upper workings of GotV and Chicago Mage Politics in general, so I feel like you might be better suited to it. I'll add another 15xp on her as well to round her out.

Quote from Fayne: “We are the keepers of the world’s forgotten words. The shelves are endless, the doors are countless, and through each lies a fragment of the truth we all chase.”

• Ken(Hideki Takashi) Dice Pool: wits(3) + socialize(-1)=2 Control insticts(duration) withstand resolve: life(3) + gnosis(3) + path tool(brass knuckles 1) + environment(1)=8 Reaches: affect supernatural creatures, instant and advanced duration Action: try to get Nova to open up by being vulnerable and asking if she needs help. Also cast control instincts to have her see me as a possible mate and lower her gaurd. Health: 8/8 Mana/Vitae: 13 Willpower: 6/7 Conditions: Description Ken rubs the back of his head and says "would you be willing to help me fight spirits better? I felt a little inadequate in the fight. After a minute he starts again. Do you have plans? Are you planning to work as just a party of 2 or are you looking for more allies? Ken looks into her eyes "What are you looking for?" Ken rubs the back of his head, eyes drifting toward the street before settling somewhere just past her shoulder. “Would you be willing to help me fight spirits better? I felt a little… inadequate in that fight.” He lets out a slow breath, the admission hanging awkwardly between them. After a minute, Nova’s hand comes up and touches his arm softly, like she’s confirming he’s solid and not something that might disappear. “I still can’t believe you’re here.” She stares at him intensely, her eyes watering. The weight of her gaze makes him shift his footing. This—this kind of intensity—felt overwhelming. “I’ve seen you… I… you were…” Her voice falters, catching in her throat. Ken feels the moment tipping into something he doesn’t know how to hold. In that moment 1 hand slides into his pocket fingers gliding over his brass knuckles. He imagines Nova lokking at him. Heat in her eyes wanting to impress him so he would choose her. The spell snaps into place silently. Retrieving his hand from his pocket he leans away and scratches his cheek lightly, giving her space. “are you sure I'm that guy." steering them back to safer ground. “Do you have plans? I mean—are you planning to just work as a party of two? Or are you looking for more allies?” His gaze finally meets hers, hesitant but steady. “What are you looking for?”