Red of Fang and Claw: Primogen Council

[Storyteller]

This thread starts 2 and a half hours after the Prologue's end.
Fatalia has come back to the City Building with the information and relayed it to Roxie and Aidonius.
Roxie calls Jena to the meeting first, So Jena can use an item to bring the 'Dita' personality back out for the meeting.
The Prince and 3 present Primogen move to a meeting room, while they wait the rest of the Council to start the meeting.
The room is just a basic room with a large granite table with chairs in the middle, one place set for everyone.

[Aidoneus]

The maniacs prove their worth for once, as Fatalia uses her necromancy to expose more of the Lupine leader's death, throwing a great deal more insight into what has occurred. Insight that does not bode well for any of us. My suspicions seem confirmed by her statement, putting great weight to the possibility that the lupine Creed has returned. If this is the case, then we have days at best to prepare for his attack. He is not like other Lupines, there is no concept of peace of coexistance in him. Only a feral desire to destroy man and vampire alike, a yearning to bring the world back to his Race's sole domain.

He is insane.

As we seat ourselves around the main meeting room table I am allready considering my options. On the one hand, the Lupines shall never take the sewers from my clan. They do not like the cramped tunnels we call home, nor can they know the myriad mazes beneath the city streets. My clan will face little distress if the rest of the city is laid waste...but that is only the shallowest of views. If Victor seized control of the city, then the mortals within its boundries would be slain enmasse. Our food supplies would die, and in time we would be picked off. Killed like scavengers. That is not an acceptable fate while I reign over my clan, while I hold this seat at the council.

So, fight we must, but how? How can we defeat this Lupine elder, who has slain so many of our kind...it is a difficult puzzle to unlock...but one to which I might know the answers. Recollections from when I saw the markings on the corpse flood back, and I consider the memories they bring. The information they hold.

I might know someone capable of helping us face this threat. An adequete champion in our time of need...Almost casually i break into the nervous conversations of the other waiting Primogen, laying out my idea even as it forms.

"I know of a Brujah of great skill who is looking for this Lupine...After this meeting I shall contact him....we will see if he can render the aid that we require. I don't think there can be any doubt that war is on its first legs now..."

[Roxie]

Damn... Damn.... DAMN! This is bad.
One Garou can take out 5 Kindred all at the same time... and now we have some psycho with that kind of power, raising the entire pack up!
As soon as I get the information, my minds already rolling with strategy, not exactly the battle side, I know that will come, hopefully later and not sooner. Nope. What's on my mind right now is protecting my City, AND keeping the Masquerade at the same time.
My City is going to be reduced to a War Zone...
No... we got this body in time, no attacks have been reported... We're still not there yet.
I'm so deep in thought, I miss the pleasure of Jena stabbing Fatalia with an infused dagger, to bring Dita back out.
As the rest of the council arrives, I wait, my own mind rolling over things, not speaking with anyone yet.
Most spoiled Cities make fun of their Primogen, a seat of power that doesn't accomplish much.
But not my City.
Our Council works for the good of the City. They don't just represent their individual clans and bicker among themselves. They all work so that we can all be comfortable in this Masquerade.
And they make wonderful connections. Once we have everything needed on the table, if they can provide for that any of it, they will.
Case in point, Aidonius speaks up above everyone first, bringing things to a start for the actual meeting.
I nod to him.

"Aidonius is right. We have no choice but to prepare for War.
From the stories I have heard, just a small troupe of Garou can lay waste to an entire City, Kindred and Kine alike.
And we have an entire pack to be concerned with now.
If this Brujah is looking for our trouble maker, he could be of paramount use to us.
If we take him out as Alpha, the rest of the Pack will be easier to reckon with. They may stop any fight, without this usurper's influence and command over them."

I look over the meeting carefully, thinking over what needs to be done.
It's not just taking out the one trouble making Garou, and only hoping that fixes the issue.
We need to be prepared, and we need to protect what we can in this.
I turn to Jena.

"Are there any magical ways of keeping our Kine out of this mess?"

[Ivan]

It is not my preference to be disturbed early in the evenings. Such time is best spent in contemplation, in absorbing the events that have transpired in the day, a consideration of my estate's affairs, and of my various illicit interests in the city. In the tracking and consumption of prey. This is my prefered method by which to start the day, but tonight things take a different turn. Almost as soon as I have finished feeding upon a deer, freshly caught on my preserve, my enjoyment of the spectacle is interupted by one of my bodyguards calling out to me. Drawing me back from the woods, from my rightous kill. If only he knew how close he came to death by this interuption...

Still, it is an important call. One of the prince's underlings calling me in on a misison of grave importance. The slaying of the Lupine pack leader. Something that will require my direct attention...

I take a few moments to step under a cold jet of water, washing the blood from my nude form, letting the blood flow down my strong body in waves that almost reflect the tiger striping my body has acquired through anger, letting it soothe away the last of the killing spirit. The predator thump of passion in my dead heart. Donning like a mask my accustomed mask of cool civility. I've had it remarked that I am unusually dispassionate for a Gangrel, but they do not know what lurks beneath the surface. The beast that lives within me. When I am alone, beneath the moon, hunting prey as God intended, then I am one with it. The rest of the time it waits, patient and cool at my side. A shadow on my heart. Waiting for more blood to be spilt.

When the shower is done I dress quickly, but easily, dressing myself in a snow dress suit, with a periwinkle dress shirt beneath. Neither is branded, nor ever shall be. My clothes are made to my precise tastes, not on the basis of what is faddish. The shoes are much the same, white polished leather, and fit to my exacting needs. I don't bother with firearms tonight, certain that the Prince's security is more than up to the task, but I do slip a silver stilleto into my coat. If there are Lupines about, a little silver may be useful. Lastly I tie my long silver hair into a ponytail, letting it rest behind my shoulders as I move out to the waiting car, a Mercedes, and let my driver take me into the city proper, being dropped off in just under twenty minutes, with only a few traffic violations between.

Not that it matters, no cop in this town would even Attempt to arrest me...that would be most foolish.

Once I am at the City office, I step out, directing the driver to find appropiate parking and wat for me, and then move into the building itself. Passing through the layers of security iwth only minimal difficulties. Soon finding myself at the Council meeting room, just as Aidoneus begins speaking on the events at hand, I take my seat silently, relaxing visibly back into the chair, like a cat watching its prey, just as coiled as the feline. There is trouble in the air, and it shall be dealt with.

War with the lupines will be...messy...My clan has as close of ties with them as any vampire can hold, and even I would not wish war with them. They are brutal foes in combat. Relentless and predatory...but it does not seem we have a choice...Though I do see certain problems that might arise, given what I know of Lupine strengths. Something that needs to be broached now.

"You know of course that my clan is with you My Prince, but I fear we shall have difficulties on that front. Lupines have a...talent for drawing out the beast in the Gangrel clan. Though we will try to stand with you...I cannot promise that we will not fold before their skill."

The words are hard for me to say, but I speak plainly, distaste evident on my features, even as I draw out my Amulet, a token acquired at great expense. One of the few useful defenses against the Calling. I hold it out for the rest of the council to see, pained that I shall have to reveal a secret such as this, even under such dire circumstances.

"If we had more of these, it would be far more possible to mount a defense. This amulet quells the beast...at least in part."

I take the amulet from my neck, and then push it across the table to where the Tremere sits, cool as ever. Listening to my words.

"Make me another of these Warlock, and it will at least give me a second in command, sound of mind to work with. I have one in mind allready...Assuming he has not drunk himself into a stupor allready this night..."

The business of my own clan dealt with, I turn my attentions more to the concerns of the city as a whole, evaluating what options we have.

"Aside from that, I can only say that is is Essential that we maintain the Masquerade in this time of war. Without it, we might as well fade with the dawn. Is there any way that we can ensure the mortals do not take notice of this fight? I am afraid magery and mysticism are not within my purview."

[Jena]

The cards told me something big was headed toward our fair City.
So when the council meeting is called, I'm not at all shocked by it.
A simple incantation and I'm where I need to be, no vehicle required.
Roxie asked me to bring the enchanted blade that will bring Dita's personality out in our Malkavian Primogen.
A real marvel of design, if I do say so myself.
I used Dita's own blood to enchant the weapon, to draw her personality out, so when we have these Primogen meetings, her personality disorder will not hinder progress.
But it is a shame that Fatalia cannot conduct the meetings. Less 'flighty' in personality than Dita, she really would be the personality I'd want at the table.
Another beautiful thing about the blade is, when I stab her and it does it's thing, it will gain the blood needed to do the trick all over again for the next meeting.
Genius design, all my own there.
And I must admit, getting to stab her and see the magic work, is well worth all the effort I put into making it.
Fatalia glares at me with cold, dead eyes, as she's instructed to let me stab her, but once the magic works, Dita smiles, enjoying the blade I placed in her shoulder.
Of course she's a bit foggy and disoriented from the change, so I take her by the arm, setting her at the table, as Aidonius and Roxie make their own ways over.
As other people arrive, I glean information as I watch silently.
Lupines... not something we want to mess with.
Ivan sets a peculiar amulet in front of me, and after his statement on making one, I look it over closely.
Lupines have abilities, and one serious one for Ivan's mongrel clan is their ability to drag the beast out. This amulet is charged as a protective measure, basically shielding a Gangrel from that power.
I nod my head and push the amulet back to him.

It will be done tonight.

Roxie asks if there's a spell to keep the Kine out of trouble, and I have to think on it a moment, choosing my words carefully as I bring up some points to this discussion.

It will require every magic user available, but a 'blanket' spell is possible to be done, as well as mind-wiping those that leak through and live.
What if the Garou attack in the daytime?
They know this weakness of ours, that they don't have to worry about.
I do have some protection spells to help, but it's only a band-aid.
I would suggest getting some Ghouls together to help in the daytime issues.
I will contact some Tremere authoties and see if we can borrow some ghouls that are already adept in the ways of magic.

[Dita]

Dita

For a moment, everything is fuzzy and confusing.
Up is down, left is right... Nothing makes much sense at all.
But I feel a sharp pain in my shoulder, and it makes me shiver in pleasure, a smile crossing my face as my eyes clear and I see Jena, the Tremere Primogen, pulling a knife from me.
I try to thank her for the pleasure, but words are still really hard to form as my mind is very much mush right now.
She takes me by the arm, and pulls me to a familiar table, helping me sit as I try to clear the fog.
I hear the other's talking, at first it sounds like they are very far away, but I know they are all sitting here near me.
A Primogen meeting... how did I get into this dress?
Last thing I remember, Wade was giving me all the nice pressure of a good beating... and I was still in my dancing stuff...
How did I get here?
I'm not really mad that I'm missing pieces of the night, it actually happens to me all the time really... It just takes a bit to get oriented.
As I start to get a grasp on the situation at hand, I realize this is all over some Lycan uprising.
Oh how lovely! I bet a lycan fight will bring all sorts of pleasures all it's own!
Of course, outside of offering my services on the front lines, with Wade who should already be there, I have nothing much to add at this point, and knowing Roxie, if I have nothing to add, I should keep my mouth shut.
So I sit, and watch as everyone goes on about the situation, running the battle scene through my mind with a wicked smile.
There's going to be allot of pain in this one.
I can only hope to claim most of it for myself.