"It's reassuring to know you lend me your shoulder to cry on, Victor, but I do have to warn you to refrain from wearing white if I do so. Poor Sorrin was shirtless for a whole month because of it." She jests. "But, yes, I can see how one could say being embraced is a way to start anew, and I did for a while. I even had another child after it, believe it or not! How she came to be was rather... unorthodox, but I loved her with all my heart."
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"I'm happy to hear that you were able to do that." Victor said, not prying into the details of how Alessandra had another daughter out of respect for her. "So that's why he was shirtless during our game!" He says, breaking out in laughter. "I had no idea why that was until now. I don't understand why he played through that entire month without a shirt, I wasn't so into the game that I wouldn't have allowed him a small break to get up and get his shirt." He stops laughing after a few moments. "But I don't think that it will be much of a problem, I rarely ever wear white."
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The Fall of London chronicle for Vampire: The Masquerade 5th edition, embroils you all in Kindred history as it unfolds. Your actions might see a god return, or cast him down from whence he came. London burns under Operation Antigen as you uncover the shards of your own identity.
Character background:Mithas is a 4th generation Ventrue who has ruled London for over two thousand years. This chronicle is a story about his possible return using Blood Sorcery to return his consciousness to a new body, but five very important artifacts will be needed to perform this ritual. Our story focuses on you - neonate vampires - elite of the Cult of Mithras - who, years ago, all volunteered to enter Torpor until such a time that you all would be needed again. Your coterie is called The Heralds of the Sun. That time is two weeks from now, February 29. Rise, and serve your master.
Mechanics: As chosen elite members of the Cult of Mithas, you are all vampires with one very special purpose. All of you have been chosen for a covert mission that you voluntarily signed up for - and that time is fast approaching. Mithras and the Blood Sorcery used to put you into Torpor and have you rise at a specific time has altered your memory in drastic ways - instead of memories of your past, you only remember the purpose and cause of your mission as a Herald: if something has happened to Mithras - you must save him. No matter the cost. You have been finally awakened, so that could only mean one thing. While you all have unique personalities, as the Chronicle unfolds, your true memories will slowly unravel and provide very interesting choices later in the campaign. You don't have to worry about your backstory for this game - it will be revealed to you as the game progresses.
"Pff, did you think he was shirtless at the table just to show off?" Alessandra laughs. "We had a tender moment in the garden is all. I got on the topic of my family, and, well..." She shrugs a bit. "But that's nice to know I won't ruin anything white, but getting blood out of clothing is still a hassle. Maybe just carry around some tissues for me?" Alessandra suggests with a grin. "I'll be okay. I think I've gotten better at handling my emotions... Truthfully I don't know what I would have done if I had been in your situation... How did you manage to handle it so well?"
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"I'll make sure to keep a few packs on me." He replies with a smile, before he hears her question and a more thoughtful expression forms on his face. "To be honest, I was a ******* wreck during those first few days, especially at the start. I felt like I was gonna have a heart attack and even afterwards I wasn't myself. I had nightmares about the murder and it wasn't until we were in their Haven that I felt normal again and even that was horrifying."
He struggles to speak the next sentence, still affected by the fresh memory of what he did. It takes a few moments for him to compose himself and speak to her "Seeing the body of the man you murdered while under the Beasts influence is one thing, but then having all of those memories come back to you is worse. The only reason why I was able to handle that at all was because I had the four of you with me the whole time. I knew that I was safe with all of you"
A small smile forms on his face as he leans in to give her a small kiss. "I don't have the words to express how thankful I am, but I hope that is at least a good start."
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"Don't worry, Veector."Said Misha, behind him, as if she was standing there the whole time. "Eventually memory weel go away. The problem weeth thet ees thet sometimes good memories go away, too."
Victor jumps with a start when Misha speaks up. "How...How long were you standing there? Did you hear everything that I've said so far?" While he doesn't feel awkward about expressing his feelings in front of others, he does feel the slightest bit awkward that what he thought was a two person conversation was really a three person chat. "I'll make sure to take plenty of pictures of the good times, so that I don't forget them." He says, responding to Misha's comment about forgetting things. "And perhaps I'll keep a journal. For when I wish to recall the things that I can't put in a photo album."
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Misha made a thoughtful face for a quick second and leaned into his ear, saying, "Long enough."Leaning in to kees Aless, Misha walked back into the castle. It was dance off time, and Harold had been practicing - silently boasting his prowess. You didn't need Bane's help conquer Harold at THAT game, so, welp. Time to show his ass who was the Rasputin Queen.
Victor doesn't get any less startled when Misha responds to him, standing there for a few seconds like he had a system error. "L-Lets go to your room or somewhere else where we can speak without being disturbed." He says.
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Alessandra was just as surprised as Victor was at Misha's sudden appearance, she too jumping in her seat at the sound of her voice, yet she is soon seen chuckling lightly at how awkward he got. When she departed and Victor suggests they go to her room for more privacy, it earns him a sly look. "So forward~ Does talking about your emotions always get you this shy, Vicky?" She inquires as she takes his hand and gets up from the couch, waiting for his answer prior to leading him to her bedroom as requested.
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"Oh, no." Victor replies while shaking his head and giving a small chuckle. "I don't have some unnecessary desire to show how tough I am by not showing my emotions or allowing myself to get vulnerable in front of my friends. It's just that I didn't expect this conversation to have any spectators."
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"You need to keep your eyes out then," Alessandra replies back cooly, clicking the door shut behind them once they entered her room. "Misha can and will pop out of nowhere unannounced. It's like a... special power of hers." She sits herself on her vanity stool, back turned from the mirror, her eyes on him. "Anywho, I'm glad that we were able to help cope with all that happened and that we were able to cover everything up to save your head. I can't imagine not having you around if... well..." Her lips thin into a frown. "...Are you really okay?"
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"Not entirely, no. It's only been a few days since I killed that guy and the memory is still pretty fresh. But like Misha said, that will pass in time. However, I can sleep without nightmares, my mind is clear again, and I'm not worried about being executed. So I'd say that I'm on track to being okay."
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"Well, my dear, if you ever have trouble sleeping my bed is always open to you," Alessandra assures softly. "I find that sleeping with another person helps rid of any negative impending thoughts, and gives me dreamless nights so I can relax. And if you ever need help getting your mind off something, then please let us know. We're here for you when you need us."
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Alessandra clasps her hands together in delight. "Very good! I do enjoy cuddling very much. It's why I ask for cuddle piles after every major event that happens to us during missions. Sometimes it's hard to cope alone, but together? It's just a bit easier." She smiles as she says this then looks over to the digital clock on her nightstand, and back to Victor. "And it is getting late already, so we should retire. Now, shoo, will you?" She jests as she presses a small button underneath her vanity to get the curtains to close shut, not even a beam of moonlight is able to penetrate through the blackout curtains she had installed. She stands soon after and heads to the bathroom to declothe herself and ready for bed.
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"HA!"Misha snorted, giving Harold a huge push, nearly knocking him off his feet. The thrill of victory running in her veins was exhilarating, the sense of conquest and domination giving Misha an almost orgasmic sensation. She put the controllers down as the video game announced the high scores and Misha glared down at Harold victoriously. Heaving and drenched with sweat, she put her hands on her hips and stated the obvious once more. "Foolish creature! You cannot beat Misha at game! Why even bother! You are WEAK. You are patheteek. Not even worthy. Why you even try?? Hef not learned lesson yet? Fine. Want to be crushed by Misha's amazing dance moofs over and over! Ok!"
Harold glared up at Misha, rolling his eyes and smirking. He knew she was partly joking, but still enjoyed the competition. He made some hand signals at her.
Misha barked in another laugh. "Oh really!"she said, amazed. "Who ees queen of Dance game? Who hef high score undeefeeted? Misha." she pointed at Harold, emphasizing her next two words. "Case. Closed."
She grabbed a towel, smiling at Harold to let him know she loved teasing him, and wiped her brow. She was sweaty. Happy. She walked to the shower and turned it on, still remembering her lips on Aless's cheek. She thought about it a little longer than she should have and wondered what she was doing now. Ok. After shower, get dressed. Then say hello.
Victor laughs at Alessandra's joke before taking off his shirt and shoes and placing them off to the side. He wasn't much one for sleeping naked and he didn't want to give off the impression that he believed this was something more than it was.
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Alessandra reamurges from the bathroom in a black nightgown, similar to Victor's reasoning to not fully declothe, not wanting to give off the wrong impression. She climbs into bed under the silken bedsheets and pats the spot beside her to urge him to come join her. When he does so, she gives him a peck on the cheek, wishes him a good night and turns her back to him, being in the perfect position for a good ol' spooning.
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Victor climbs into bed after Alessandra's invitation, gently wrapping his arms around her while she turns away. It felt good to cuddle and he honestly wondered why he never took her up on this earlier. He felt safe and loved and in a few moments, he fell into a deep and dreamless sleep.
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Xenophon: Topaz Dragonborn Fighter (ixi's Dragon of Icespire Peak)
"It's reassuring to know you lend me your shoulder to cry on, Victor, but I do have to warn you to refrain from wearing white if I do so. Poor Sorrin was shirtless for a whole month because of it." She jests. "But, yes, I can see how one could say being embraced is a way to start anew, and I did for a while. I even had another child after it, believe it or not! How she came to be was rather... unorthodox, but I loved her with all my heart."
Aeyd of the Dragons || Wood Elf / Way of the Ascendant Dragon Monk
Demetrios Zalaoras || Protector Aasimar / Paladin of Torm
Hawke || Kalashtar / Circle of the Moon Druid
Morticia || Half-Aasimar Rogue
Yvan || Goliath / Path of the Wild Soul Barbarian | Paladin of Helm
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"I'm happy to hear that you were able to do that." Victor said, not prying into the details of how Alessandra had another daughter out of respect for her. "So that's why he was shirtless during our game!" He says, breaking out in laughter. "I had no idea why that was until now. I don't understand why he played through that entire month without a shirt, I wasn't so into the game that I wouldn't have allowed him a small break to get up and get his shirt." He stops laughing after a few moments. "But I don't think that it will be much of a problem, I rarely ever wear white."
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The Fall of London chronicle for Vampire: The Masquerade 5th edition, embroils you all in Kindred history as it unfolds. Your actions might see a god return, or cast him down from whence he came. London burns under Operation Antigen as you uncover the shards of your own identity.
Character background: Mithas is a 4th generation Ventrue who has ruled London for over two thousand years. This chronicle is a story about his possible return using Blood Sorcery to return his consciousness to a new body, but five very important artifacts will be needed to perform this ritual. Our story focuses on you - neonate vampires - elite of the Cult of Mithras - who, years ago, all volunteered to enter Torpor until such a time that you all would be needed again. Your coterie is called The Heralds of the Sun. That time is two weeks from now, February 29. Rise, and serve your master.
Mechanics: As chosen elite members of the Cult of Mithas, you are all vampires with one very special purpose. All of you have been chosen for a covert mission that you voluntarily signed up for - and that time is fast approaching. Mithras and the Blood Sorcery used to put you into Torpor and have you rise at a specific time has altered your memory in drastic ways - instead of memories of your past, you only remember the purpose and cause of your mission as a Herald: if something has happened to Mithras - you must save him. No matter the cost. You have been finally awakened, so that could only mean one thing. While you all have unique personalities, as the Chronicle unfolds, your true memories will slowly unravel and provide very interesting choices later in the campaign. You don't have to worry about your backstory for this game - it will be revealed to you as the game progresses.
"Pff, did you think he was shirtless at the table just to show off?" Alessandra laughs. "We had a tender moment in the garden is all. I got on the topic of my family, and, well..." She shrugs a bit. "But that's nice to know I won't ruin anything white, but getting blood out of clothing is still a hassle. Maybe just carry around some tissues for me?" Alessandra suggests with a grin. "I'll be okay. I think I've gotten better at handling my emotions... Truthfully I don't know what I would have done if I had been in your situation... How did you manage to handle it so well?"
Aeyd of the Dragons || Wood Elf / Way of the Ascendant Dragon Monk
Demetrios Zalaoras || Protector Aasimar / Paladin of Torm
Hawke || Kalashtar / Circle of the Moon Druid
Morticia || Half-Aasimar Rogue
Yvan || Goliath / Path of the Wild Soul Barbarian | Paladin of Helm
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"I'll make sure to keep a few packs on me." He replies with a smile, before he hears her question and a more thoughtful expression forms on his face. "To be honest, I was a ******* wreck during those first few days, especially at the start. I felt like I was gonna have a heart attack and even afterwards I wasn't myself. I had nightmares about the murder and it wasn't until we were in their Haven that I felt normal again and even that was horrifying."
He struggles to speak the next sentence, still affected by the fresh memory of what he did. It takes a few moments for him to compose himself and speak to her "Seeing the body of the man you murdered while under the Beasts influence is one thing, but then having all of those memories come back to you is worse. The only reason why I was able to handle that at all was because I had the four of you with me the whole time. I knew that I was safe with all of you"
A small smile forms on his face as he leans in to give her a small kiss. "I don't have the words to express how thankful I am, but I hope that is at least a good start."
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"Don't worry, Veector." Said Misha, behind him, as if she was standing there the whole time. "Eventually memory weel go away. The problem weeth thet ees thet sometimes good memories go away, too."
Victor jumps with a start when Misha speaks up. "How...How long were you standing there? Did you hear everything that I've said so far?" While he doesn't feel awkward about expressing his feelings in front of others, he does feel the slightest bit awkward that what he thought was a two person conversation was really a three person chat. "I'll make sure to take plenty of pictures of the good times, so that I don't forget them." He says, responding to Misha's comment about forgetting things. "And perhaps I'll keep a journal. For when I wish to recall the things that I can't put in a photo album."
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Misha made a thoughtful face for a quick second and leaned into his ear, saying, "Long enough." Leaning in to kees Aless, Misha walked back into the castle. It was dance off time, and Harold had been practicing - silently boasting his prowess. You didn't need Bane's help conquer Harold at THAT game, so, welp. Time to show his ass who was the Rasputin Queen.
Victor doesn't get any less startled when Misha responds to him, standing there for a few seconds like he had a system error. "L-Lets go to your room or somewhere else where we can speak without being disturbed." He says.
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Alessandra was just as surprised as Victor was at Misha's sudden appearance, she too jumping in her seat at the sound of her voice, yet she is soon seen chuckling lightly at how awkward he got. When she departed and Victor suggests they go to her room for more privacy, it earns him a sly look. "So forward~ Does talking about your emotions always get you this shy, Vicky?" She inquires as she takes his hand and gets up from the couch, waiting for his answer prior to leading him to her bedroom as requested.
Aeyd of the Dragons || Wood Elf / Way of the Ascendant Dragon Monk
Demetrios Zalaoras || Protector Aasimar / Paladin of Torm
Hawke || Kalashtar / Circle of the Moon Druid
Morticia || Half-Aasimar Rogue
Yvan || Goliath / Path of the Wild Soul Barbarian | Paladin of Helm
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"Oh, no." Victor replies while shaking his head and giving a small chuckle. "I don't have some unnecessary desire to show how tough I am by not showing my emotions or allowing myself to get vulnerable in front of my friends. It's just that I didn't expect this conversation to have any spectators."
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"You need to keep your eyes out then," Alessandra replies back cooly, clicking the door shut behind them once they entered her room. "Misha can and will pop out of nowhere unannounced. It's like a... special power of hers." She sits herself on her vanity stool, back turned from the mirror, her eyes on him. "Anywho, I'm glad that we were able to help cope with all that happened and that we were able to cover everything up to save your head. I can't imagine not having you around if... well..." Her lips thin into a frown. "...Are you really okay?"
Aeyd of the Dragons || Wood Elf / Way of the Ascendant Dragon Monk
Demetrios Zalaoras || Protector Aasimar / Paladin of Torm
Hawke || Kalashtar / Circle of the Moon Druid
Morticia || Half-Aasimar Rogue
Yvan || Goliath / Path of the Wild Soul Barbarian | Paladin of Helm
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"Not entirely, no. It's only been a few days since I killed that guy and the memory is still pretty fresh. But like Misha said, that will pass in time. However, I can sleep without nightmares, my mind is clear again, and I'm not worried about being executed. So I'd say that I'm on track to being okay."
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"Well, my dear, if you ever have trouble sleeping my bed is always open to you," Alessandra assures softly. "I find that sleeping with another person helps rid of any negative impending thoughts, and gives me dreamless nights so I can relax. And if you ever need help getting your mind off something, then please let us know. We're here for you when you need us."
Aeyd of the Dragons || Wood Elf / Way of the Ascendant Dragon Monk
Demetrios Zalaoras || Protector Aasimar / Paladin of Torm
Hawke || Kalashtar / Circle of the Moon Druid
Morticia || Half-Aasimar Rogue
Yvan || Goliath / Path of the Wild Soul Barbarian | Paladin of Helm
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Victor smiles at her as she says that. "I think that I'll take you up on your offer. I think I could use a good cuddle."
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Alessandra clasps her hands together in delight. "Very good! I do enjoy cuddling very much. It's why I ask for cuddle piles after every major event that happens to us during missions. Sometimes it's hard to cope alone, but together? It's just a bit easier." She smiles as she says this then looks over to the digital clock on her nightstand, and back to Victor. "And it is getting late already, so we should retire. Now, shoo, will you?" She jests as she presses a small button underneath her vanity to get the curtains to close shut, not even a beam of moonlight is able to penetrate through the blackout curtains she had installed. She stands soon after and heads to the bathroom to declothe herself and ready for bed.
Aeyd of the Dragons || Wood Elf / Way of the Ascendant Dragon Monk
Demetrios Zalaoras || Protector Aasimar / Paladin of Torm
Hawke || Kalashtar / Circle of the Moon Druid
Morticia || Half-Aasimar Rogue
Yvan || Goliath / Path of the Wild Soul Barbarian | Paladin of Helm
/ᐠ。ꞈ。ᐟ\
"HA!" Misha snorted, giving Harold a huge push, nearly knocking him off his feet. The thrill of victory running in her veins was exhilarating, the sense of conquest and domination giving Misha an almost orgasmic sensation. She put the controllers down as the video game announced the high scores and Misha glared down at Harold victoriously. Heaving and drenched with sweat, she put her hands on her hips and stated the obvious once more. "Foolish creature! You cannot beat Misha at game! Why even bother! You are WEAK. You are patheteek. Not even worthy. Why you even try?? Hef not learned lesson yet? Fine. Want to be crushed by Misha's amazing dance moofs over and over! Ok!"
Harold glared up at Misha, rolling his eyes and smirking. He knew she was partly joking, but still enjoyed the competition. He made some hand signals at her.
Misha barked in another laugh. "Oh really!" she said, amazed. "Who ees queen of Dance game? Who hef high score undeefeeted? Misha." she pointed at Harold, emphasizing her next two words. "Case. Closed."
She grabbed a towel, smiling at Harold to let him know she loved teasing him, and wiped her brow. She was sweaty. Happy. She walked to the shower and turned it on, still remembering her lips on Aless's cheek. She thought about it a little longer than she should have and wondered what she was doing now. Ok. After shower, get dressed. Then say hello.
Victor laughs at Alessandra's joke before taking off his shirt and shoes and placing them off to the side. He wasn't much one for sleeping naked and he didn't want to give off the impression that he believed this was something more than it was.
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Alessandra reamurges from the bathroom in a black nightgown, similar to Victor's reasoning to not fully declothe, not wanting to give off the wrong impression. She climbs into bed under the silken bedsheets and pats the spot beside her to urge him to come join her. When he does so, she gives him a peck on the cheek, wishes him a good night and turns her back to him, being in the perfect position for a good ol' spooning.
Aeyd of the Dragons || Wood Elf / Way of the Ascendant Dragon Monk
Demetrios Zalaoras || Protector Aasimar / Paladin of Torm
Hawke || Kalashtar / Circle of the Moon Druid
Morticia || Half-Aasimar Rogue
Yvan || Goliath / Path of the Wild Soul Barbarian | Paladin of Helm
/ᐠ。ꞈ。ᐟ\
Victor climbs into bed after Alessandra's invitation, gently wrapping his arms around her while she turns away. It felt good to cuddle and he honestly wondered why he never took her up on this earlier. He felt safe and loved and in a few moments, he fell into a deep and dreamless sleep.
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