Fallen Angel (Intro)

Fallen Angel Pt.3 - Intro
Feb 4, 2006
Blog Entry 1

(notes or questions on this game session should be posted on the Forum. Please inquire there as there's a LOT of information for me to write down. Thank you.)

Late January 06
The night of their return, none of them were particularly sleeping. Damien was all fired up and ready for some action any moment now. Miguel had a terrible secret that he knew all too well would need to be brought up eventually. Ryan has just came back from New Hopes pack after visiting Arden, the pack Ithaeur in seeks of answers of the spirits and now he had notions of the first tongue to remember, as he would know that they may soon be put to the test. Mike has been troubled since his return, the world was pissing him off, so was his pack and he answered accordingly, but the death of his mentor send off bad vibes and troubles even his sleep. Alice on the other hand was probably the most relaxed of them, though not officially in the pack. She was constantly bothered by the past, her lack of trust in others, the pain it all involved. Part of her wanted to leave, but the Uratha in her demanded she stayed.. or maybe it simply was the voices in her head. Both her mentor, Lucy, and Nick had been trying to push her towards a pack. Now neither was in any state to possibly offer her advice. Lucy had been slain long ago by Vampires, and now Nick was in the packs house, in a hospital bed, constantly being monitored and examined...

Damien made a good job at keeping the Uratha alive, although his werewolf regeneration certainly helped perform any major operation without the major risks that a human might have. Now it was just a matter of time, if his body would heal, and when it did... would he finally wake up?

It was still unsure as to what had happened to him, Nick Foster was a Ghost Wolf on the territory and had been given temporary permission to remain until the Luna's Avatars had decided exactly what they wanted or expected of him. Damien kept a close eye out on him, more then the rest, and during one of his many visits for information on the neighborhood activities, he found Nick in a very messed up state. It was amazing he still breathed. Nicks left arm was completely missing, neither chunks, nor pieces remained in sight.

That night... not many slept, as much as they tried, they all knew of the troubles that plagued them too well.

End of Intro