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Lance and Montana Go to
the Sept of Everfull Cup

September 2005

Lance "Rides-the-Storm" Kilkenny (It is a good day to blow shit up): [7LM43] *Rides along comfortably, letting Montana find where she parked last time to get there because he ain't got a clue.*

Montana James: [4D14U] She parks in the lot of the camping area like she did they last time she was here. Securing her truck before they start on the loooooong hike. And prays she doesn't get them lost, she has been this way twice now..

Lance "Rides-the-Storm" Kilkenny (It is a good day to blow shit up): [7LM43] *Shifts to Glabro, once sure they're out of sight, to carry the five-gallon bucket withthe small bundle atop it, and moves along until he sees the glyphs or other markings that indicate he's in their grounds.*

Rabid ST (behold the power of Soju!): [YCG3S] *yep... it's the same longass hike. Everytime Montana starts to really question if she's in the right way, within a couple of minutes she sees some minor landmark that reminds her of the right direction.*

Montana James: [4D14U] If she didn't see something familiar, it seem Lance will get them on the right track again.

Rabid ST (behold the power of Soju!): [YCG3S] *after more than enough travel time, there's a slurping sound from behind. A long haired hippy-looking guy (complete with bandanna and ripped sleeveless denim jacket) chews noisily on a strip of bacon, hand on an ornately carved handle at his hip. chews the bacon around in his mouth for a moment, giving them time to turn before speakin'* y'all didn't feel like callin' ahead?

Rabid ST (behold the power of Soju!): [YCG3S] ((yes, I am. yeesh, I swear everyone's heard some horror stories. But if my 100lb coworker can kill off a bottle of it by herself, I think a couple of glasses won't kill me *G*))

Lance "Rides-the-Storm" Kilkenny (It is a good day to blow shit up): [7LM43] *Once he does find the markings that indicate they're close enough, he sets down the bucket and shifts to Crinos, then Hispo. Takes a deep breath, then stops to look and make sure Montana's got her ears covered. ~Then~ he belts out a howl, giving his name and titles and carrying his greetings and a request to speak to the Warder.*

Lance "Rides-the-Storm" Kilkenny (It is a good day to blow shit up): [7LM43] ((*G* Aw, shit. DLP, then.)) I figured we were a little far out to start announcing ourselves yet. My name is Rides-the-Storm, Cliath Ahroun of the Bone Gnawers, and this is Montana James, Kinfolk to the Silent Striders. We wish to speak with Sucks-his-Thumb.

Rabid ST (behold the power of Soju!): [YCG3S] ((eh.. alter my post then since Lance howled)) *the same guy steps out, same chewing, same stance* Evenin, Rides-the-Storm. *grins a bit at Montana with a wink, apparently recognizing her from before* Welcome back to the sept of the everfull cup *takes another ripping bite of the bacon* I'm Collin Evenflow Evans... Bites-his-Thumb's up by the lake, meditatin' or some shit. Whatcha want with 'im?

Lance "Rides-the-Storm" Kilkenny (It is a good day to blow shit up): [7LM43] ((*G* Ditch the second one, then.))

Montana James: [4D14U] (delayed post because I was booted again) Montana does indeed cover her ears. (if he still howls. If not...) she truns to she the hippy looking guy.

Rabid ST (behold the power of Soju!): [YCG3S] ((sucks his thumb, bites his thumb. Gah! *sigh* I shoulda gotten my cheatsheet out))

Lance "Rides-the-Storm" Kilkenny (It is a good day to blow shit up): [7LM43] I wanted to ask about the fomori that attacked a shipment of your mead and honey, and if they're still at large to present a possible plan to him.

Rabid ST (behold the power of Soju!): [YCG3S] *slows his chewing... spits a little to the ground and grunts* yeah. follow me... *takes off on an unmarked shortcut, motioning for them to follow*

Lance "Rides-the-Storm" Kilkenny (It is a good day to blow shit up): [7LM43] *Nods and follows along, hefting his bucket again.*

Montana James: [4D14U] (And again...) She at least gives the man a polite smiles.. "thanks," she says to the welcome. then looks toward the lake.

Montana James: [4D14U] And follows along... being sure that Collin stays up front.

Rabid ST (behold the power of Soju!): [YCG3S] *takes them through some thick underbrush and dense foliage, up a couple of semi-steep short hills with an annoyingly practiced ease before they emerge into the clearing. calls out to a cub who's busy with failing some meditation.. makes the drinky motion and the cub rushes off. Collin continues at a hurried pace towards the aforementioned lake* Hope y'all got somethin' good planned.

Lance "Rides-the-Storm" Kilkenny (It is a good day to blow shit up): [7LM43] *Shifts back to Homid as they cross the clearing--a hike of some miles is one thing, but the bucket shouldn't be a trouble for shorter distances.*

Lance "Rides-the-Storm" Kilkenny (It is a good day to blow shit up): [7LM43] *Nods.* I b'lieve I do.

Montana James: [4D14U] Lance is the Garou, so she lets him do the talking.

Rabid ST (behold the power of Soju!): [YCG3S] *grunts and motions for them to wait.. trudges on ahead to a rock sitting on the edge of the lake where the old grizzled figure of Sucks-his-Thumb is deep in 'meditation'.. with a flask firmly in one hand. Collin approaches carefully, bending down to whisper to the elder and jerking back quickly when Bites snaps his head in his direction. Looks almost pissed off until he sees the guests and catches the rest of what Collin said.. and then he's back down to cautiously neutral. Slowly eases to his feet and meanders towards the others with a slow, measured pace*

Lance "Rides-the-Storm" Kilkenny (It is a good day to blow shit up): [7LM43] *Sets down the bucket, taking a step to the side of it, and pops up Persuasion, having a feeling he'll need it.* Evenin', Rhya. I'm Rides-the-Storm, Cliath Ahroun of the Bone Gnawers, and you know Montana James.

Rabid ST (behold the power of Soju!): [YCG3S] *reaches into his pocket for a pallmall unfiltered. lights it up and grunts* Sucks-his-Thumb, Ahroun Elder of the Fierce Ones. Warder of the sept of the Everfull cup. *nods to Montana in a show of courtesy as he was speaking to Lance* my Bitchboy over there tells me you got some official business?

Lance "Rides-the-Storm" Kilkenny (It is a good day to blow shit up): [7LM43] *Nods.* Yes, Rhya. I've come to ask about the fomori that tried to capture your shipment.. if they're still around, then I have an idea that should either kill them or at least cause them enough harm that they can't escape a Hunt.

Rabid ST (behold the power of Soju!): [YCG3S] *chews on the filterless cigarette a moment* a'ight... let's hear it. *the cub that Collin had motioned to earlier comes running up with three cold beers, offering one to Bites first, then to the other two*

Lance "Rides-the-Storm" Kilkenny: [BXADS] ((Buggerin' machine...)) *Nods.* The way it goes... your sept makes it known that you'll be getting another such shipment tonight and that we'll be bringing it again.... We drive along the same route, but we don't escape them--at least not with the car we'll steal. And when they pull us over, Montana and I hit the woods--and leave this behind us. *Gestures to the bucket with the small bundle on top* At the very least it'll disable their car--if you call a Wyld Hunt and they make tracks for Vancouver, it could prove difficult.

Rabid ST (behold the power of Soju!): [YCG3S] *nods a little then grunts* and you figure their car's gonna be the only thing keepin' 'em from haulin' ass?

Lance "Rides-the-Storm" Kilkenny: [BXADS] No, Rhya, but I think that without it they can't do it at 100 miles an hour.

Rabid ST (behold the power of Soju!): [YCG3S] *rubs his chin, swigs the beer a bit in thought and mutters* fine.. fuckit. I ain't gonna tell ya you can't go blow some shit up, but if ya fuck up, it's in your own hands.. and if you fuck it up for this sept, your ass is in my hands. Got it?

Lance "Rides-the-Storm" Kilkenny: [BXADS] *Nods.* I understand completely, Rhya.

Rabid ST (behold the power of Soju!): [YCG3S] *crushes the rest of his cigarette under his heel* good. now what sorta shit you gonna need for this?

Lance "Rides-the-Storm" Kilkenny: [BXADS] A vehicle, if you have one you don't mind losing--otherwise, a description of it so we can steal something that looks about like it. A few crates of the kind that you normally carry your mead or Mist in. The news to go about that we're bringing some, and a moonbridge to where the trip started last time, when it was almost intercepted. Give me that and I can promise you at least a couple kills and perhaps their whole pack.

Rabid ST (behold the power of Soju!): [YCG3S] *swirls some more beer in his mouth before swallowing it down* I got your absolute guarantee on this that it ain't gonna backfire in any way?

Lance "Rides-the-Storm" Kilkenny: [BXADS] *Nods.* You do, Rhya. Should this bring any harm to the Caern or sept, my throat is yours.

Rabid ST (behold the power of Soju!): [YCG3S] *nods* damn straight it is. *snorts and hocks a loogie* we'll have the shit ready by tomorrow. you gonna be ready by then?

Lance "Rides-the-Storm" Kilkenny: [BXADS] *Smiles.* we'll be ready as soon as the stuff is prepared.

Rabid ST (behold the power of Soju!): [YCG3S] *nods* so be it. Collin'll set you two up with a tent to sleep in.

Lance "Rides-the-Storm" Kilkenny: [BXADS] *Nods.* My thanks, Rhya.

Rabid ST (behold the power of Soju!): [YCG3S] *grunts and heads back towards his rock and flask* if you pull this off, you'll have my thanks as well.

Lance "Rides-the-Storm" Kilkenny: [BXADS] I understand. *And leaves with... whatever the hell Sucks-his-Thumb's bitch-boy's called, to their tent.*

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