The Doctor's Return
I saw some things the other night that are… inexplicable. Marjiki, even more majestic than in the test, was swirling overhead as Drake preformed the Ritual giving us membership into the chantry. Dr. Celestine, enraged beyond words, and then laughing… not at me, but for me…
It started with Drake and Lazlo attempting to discover who, and how the weapons were stolen from the temple. It was a rather complicated Rite and, for some reason failed despite the Professors great power. They destroyed the null zones and brought Paradox down in indescribable ways, it should have killed them. They stumbled into the chantry, and Marcus and I helped them into the Garden… which I had no idea Existed until that moment and Lazlo placed us around a Wonder, and somehow we were cured of all paradox. It was after that that we were initiated. I will not speak further of it, but the cut on my hand has healed nicely.
We were instructed to gather information as to what was going on and went to the courtyard, where we learned of a Dweller attack. Marcus called Drake while I prepared to examine the Gauntlet in the area. All I could see were the spirits at war, battling amongst each other. It was unproductive. However I talked to Brother Albert, normally I am leery of all vampires, but he seemed as concerned as I about the battling between the others and wondered if perhaps a peace would be possible between the mages and vampires. I replied that, I did not speak for all the Magi and would not speak on the other vampires, but in his case alone, as long as he maintained the peaceful desires that he has shown me, I would not harm him. It’s a simple thing really; don’t hurt me or those I am aligned to, and we can be friends.
Drake placed me as representative to the council… his words of advice “Don’t Fuck this up”.
Dr. Celestine appeared to us, and we, in our incapability to figure out the riddle placed before us about the dwellers nature and how to stop them, Frustrated him beyond words… he beat his head into the wall of the basement, next to the pit… and vanished…
I summoned him back… with the coin gifted to me at the carnival. I just flipped it into the air, and he caught it, hovering over the pit
“You have my FULL attention.”
I told him it was time to cash in that marker he gave me at the carnival.
“What is it you really want?”
“Power” I answered, like a good Hermetic
He dissected my answer. I wanted power because I wanted to be strong; I wanted that because I was weak, I was weak because I was Taught…then he explained something…the power of a child, the power of an imagination… and told me that I wanted the power to stop this, the Dwellers. He was right. He clapped his hands, bandaged and bloody, together in applause and vanished again. I'm afraid of the changes that have been wrought; I don’t know what they are yet… I don’t feel different, and I have not told my elders of this…
The World has changed for me
Zack Thinks that I may be the most powerful Mage here… but I don’t feel different, and he told me things that are quite… distressing.
It started with Drake and Lazlo attempting to discover who, and how the weapons were stolen from the temple. It was a rather complicated Rite and, for some reason failed despite the Professors great power. They destroyed the null zones and brought Paradox down in indescribable ways, it should have killed them. They stumbled into the chantry, and Marcus and I helped them into the Garden… which I had no idea Existed until that moment and Lazlo placed us around a Wonder, and somehow we were cured of all paradox. It was after that that we were initiated. I will not speak further of it, but the cut on my hand has healed nicely.
We were instructed to gather information as to what was going on and went to the courtyard, where we learned of a Dweller attack. Marcus called Drake while I prepared to examine the Gauntlet in the area. All I could see were the spirits at war, battling amongst each other. It was unproductive. However I talked to Brother Albert, normally I am leery of all vampires, but he seemed as concerned as I about the battling between the others and wondered if perhaps a peace would be possible between the mages and vampires. I replied that, I did not speak for all the Magi and would not speak on the other vampires, but in his case alone, as long as he maintained the peaceful desires that he has shown me, I would not harm him. It’s a simple thing really; don’t hurt me or those I am aligned to, and we can be friends.
Drake placed me as representative to the council… his words of advice “Don’t Fuck this up”.
Dr. Celestine appeared to us, and we, in our incapability to figure out the riddle placed before us about the dwellers nature and how to stop them, Frustrated him beyond words… he beat his head into the wall of the basement, next to the pit… and vanished…
I summoned him back… with the coin gifted to me at the carnival. I just flipped it into the air, and he caught it, hovering over the pit
“You have my FULL attention.”
I told him it was time to cash in that marker he gave me at the carnival.
“What is it you really want?”
“Power” I answered, like a good Hermetic
He dissected my answer. I wanted power because I wanted to be strong; I wanted that because I was weak, I was weak because I was Taught…then he explained something…the power of a child, the power of an imagination… and told me that I wanted the power to stop this, the Dwellers. He was right. He clapped his hands, bandaged and bloody, together in applause and vanished again. I'm afraid of the changes that have been wrought; I don’t know what they are yet… I don’t feel different, and I have not told my elders of this…
The World has changed for me
Zack Thinks that I may be the most powerful Mage here… but I don’t feel different, and he told me things that are quite… distressing.