Green Flame Rising (Exalted vs Dresden Files)

Yep... sadly for him it does not do anything when someone tries to read his everything, because everything-reading magics are not as common as aura reading ones in this age of the world, the roll Molly made was to see how much she would comprehend of the answer. On a fail you would just have gotten the word 'Ashraaah' to go on and so on.
"The suspect hid his name... Thankfully we still have his finger prints, address, DNA, picture, mother's maiden name, and the imprint of his molars."
 
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Well that went about as I hoped it would. We got the critical information we needed thanks to @uju32 's question and didn't need to spend extra essence on the excellency. I wasn't in favor of either, but on this bit I'll acknowledge it was a good call.

We could have learned more, but we got what we really needed.

In terms of next steps I don't think we should spend another essence yet. We've got a lot of scene left to go and we're at our last pre flair essence.

Of the default options I prefer texting Lara, since it's reasonably likely to work. If they had a wire tap on either side of this particular pair we'd be very screwed already.

It's also worth considering that we have Lydia here too, and unlike us the vamps are an all you can eat essence buffet for her.

Her subterfuge is low, but if she can sub manipulation for charisma on the basis of it being an attempt to push Lara to include Vittorio in the execution then her excellency and a stunt make it a (3 manip + 1 subterfuge) + 5 excellency + 2 stunt = 11 dice pool that ignores 1s.

That isn't bad even if it's not at good as Molly's 14 dice total dice. We text her and have Lydia pass the message while we provide cover or something by doing something interesting.

That's when it clicks in your head, a realization you had been feeling yourself towards ever since you had burned that Circle into the stone and then met the old sea monster, ever sine you had looked into the soul of Nemesis, Outside is not a side in the cosmic dance, it is a place where dwell those cast out of Creation plot its unmaking. As Exiles are wont to they might work together when it suits them, but their purpose need not align utterly.

Does this, or one of the other bits we got about Vittorio's boss, count as a secret for the purposes of essence regen?

Fun fact, now that DP has mentioned Nephandi, I have found the spell that Vito here is most likely under:

M20 Book of the Fallen, p.151

Just as guessed, a bit of Mind, possibly with Prime.

That's interesting with how it plays into our prior discussions on defense from HC. From a fluff perspective it sounds like he isn't actually opposing perception so much as deep cleaning his aura to remove the evidence of his affiliation.

We should really look into getting something to protect ourselves on this front. I don't see any Qiao that help with this sort of thing, and our charms don't offer anything directly relevant either. Disguise of the new face sort of might, but only if the way it hides our archfiend aura also conceals stuff like Molly's emotional state.

That leaves us with alchemy, since 3 dots is the break point where we can mimic minor supernatural abilities and 4-5 are where we get good at it.

Working with Bob and Dresden we might be able to design something that we can take to mess with aura reading attempts.

Maybe something like the reverse of this guy's trick. Instead of trying to take things out of our aura or mask its power with something, which would probably be hard for an exalt of all people, we create something that injects more noise.

If trying to read Molly's aura involves looking through a mess of psychedelic nonsense to see any of the lower energy bits that's just as effective at keeping our secrets as rendering it imperceptible.
 
[X] Send her a message, you have her number and Cthulhu probably does not read texts. Hopefully she's not one of those people who does not check her phone at parties
 
COMMENTARY
-Successful use of a Crown question to uncover a supernatural secret is +2 Essence.
Our Essence pool should now be 15/15 Essence.

-Madrigal Raith is here and Molly didnt recognize him? How?
Molly is a horror film buff that cared enough to go to a horror movie convention. Madrigal Raith's day job is horror movie director and producer. He was special guest of honor at Splattercon.

She should recognize him on sight as Darby Crane, director of the horror movie Harvest.
The one where the horror movie villain was the Scarecrow. The form that Eldest Fetch used to kidnap and torture her.

-Interesting that Madrigal isnt as buddy-buddy with Vito like in canon, if he's mocking him publicly.
Butterflies?


-It seems that the wizard in question here isnt Cowl.
Which is yet another butterfly.


- Im sorry to say that this doesnt actually tell us anything of use.

The lack of an Occult Excellency deprived us of a reroll on Hellscry Chakra, and the Crown question was framed such that it doesnt actually establish anything besides dealings between Vito and a Nephandi, without saying anything about Vito's degree of knowing involvement, or what if anything else he got from their association.

It might even be a straight business transaction.

Lord Raith walked around with with an antimagic Investment/protection from Outsiders, since at least the death of Maggie LeFay, and he wasnt demon-possessed. The three porn witches in Blood Rites used an Outsider ritual to kill people in return for human sacrifice, and they werent Outsider possessed either.

Bianca gave the Leanansidhe an Outsider-infested gift without herself being Outsider-touched in Grave Peril.

People and factions do have dealings with Outsider shit here without themselves being Outsider touched if the personal profit is high enough.
Cant make assumptions about Outsider control without checking.
Roll
Hell Beholding Hell
Molly's willpower not to show her emotions
Vitto vs Molly (Draw means he does not engage with you, but does not look any better for it)
Hell beholding Hell is an Int+Occult roll at DC7.
And we had no Occult Excellency running.
Unfortunate.

Vitto vs Molly lowballed Molly's dicepool by 2 dice.
She should have been rolling 10 dice: Charisma/Man 3 + Etiquette 5 + Stunt 2.

Should we tell her now, during the party?
I'm worried that her greater concern over the demon-possessed cousin might harm our little party-surprise later.
Point of order:
We dont know that he's demon-possessed.

All that we know is that he is apparently protected by a Nephandi wizard with a horizon realm in the NeverNever.
It doesnt tell us whether he's demon/Outsider-possessed, and it doesnt tell us if that's an externally cast spell or an Investment that he's been imbued with or a magic item.

It doesnt even tell us if he's doing it knowingly; for all we know, he doesnt know the particulars of his...associate.
Molly didnt know about Sandra Marlin, and Harry himself didnt know about Justin DuMorne, and the Senior Council dont know about Simon Peabody.

This isnt actionable information, because we didnt have Occult Excellency running
Like I feared, this actually doesnt appear to have answered any IC or OOC questions or helped us categorize this guy's threat level because we cheaped out on doing a proper scan.

This is a party full of social adept supernatual monsters. While we throw a LOT of dice around that's a LOT of people who have significant dice pools trying to spy on literally everyone here.
Is there something about this intel that is instantly actionable? What advantage does telling her right this minute do for us?
Lara Raith's preferred pool against Molly was 9 dice before Disciplines, and she's an apex predator in White Court political circles.
Disciplines appear to do the majority of lifting for them.
And Molly has flat immunity from that sort of thing in social combat because Charms.

Well, would you look at that, right after we obtained the information we needed, without any need for the use of lots of motes, might I add, we have a good reason to try and use some essence again, one that we could not use if we had gone with Uju's plan and used all our motes before flaring our anima, how unexpected /s.
I generally prefer to avoid relitigating votes to avoid old arguments, but since you brought it up:

We DIDNT obtain the information.
Nothing we learned has helped us categorize the threat.

We've discovered that Vittorio Malvora has protection from a Nephandi wizard/once-wizard.
We still dont know what he was hiding. We dont know if he's demon/Outsider possessed.
We dont know if its from a magic item or a gifts/Investments, or if he has any others. We dont even know if he's a magic user yet IC.

Which were all things we could have figured out with an Occult Excellency boosting a repeat Hellscry.
And a different Crown question.

All we know is that he's a nebulous threat of unknown magnitude and scope and immediacy.
Which is not helpful, since we already knew this.


And no, there is no need to burn Essence on Subterfuge here either.
We have no reason to want to hide that we're talking to Lara here.

[X] Try to pass on what you saw to Lara (Charisma+Subterfuge)
-[X] Use Excellency


We might as well purge him too.
For one thing, its not actionable information.
Molly is making unsupported guesses about the amount of influence and control the Nephandi currently has over Vito. Guesses that are contradicted by canon occurrences.

Like I said earlier, Lord Raith's antimagic came from a deal with an Outsider. He wasnt possessed or controlled, and while the Outsiders were undoubtedly playing a long game, we know Lord Raith was under it for at least 3 decades with no apparent detriment to his will or decisionmaking.

For another, we dont have any grounds for killing him; he has not breached any agreements that we know of.
And as far as I know, there are no White Court rules about not dealing with black mages; the three strega who were murdering women in Blood Rites were doing so at Lord Raith's direction, and Madeline Raith hired a magical merc in Turn Coat.

And for a third, there is zero actual need for a Subterfuge Excellency.
We could just write what we want on a note and give it to her openly. Or type it out on our phone, have it ring and pass it over to her as a phone call for her.
 
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Madrigal in his director persona was disguised, better than the mortal Molly could see through and those are the memories you have to work with.
Proven Guilty description:
Crane was a surprisingly good-looking man-slender, stark cheekbones, and his demeanor was more like an actor's than that of someone on the production side. His dark hair was in a short, neat cut, dark eyes deep-set and opaque, and he carried himself in a posture that read nothing but relaxed nonaggression.

Before I'd finished looking him over, I was sure that the whole thing was a calculated lie. There was cruelty lurking below the calm of his features, contempt hiding within the modest posture of his body. As Murphy approached, he stepped out of the elevator, frowning at the smoke. His eyes snapped to her, and around the hallway at once. There were several other people standing not far away, outside of a guest room with an open door.
He judged them, then Murphy for a moment, and then turned to face her, his mouth settling into a polite, bland little perjury of a smile.
"So hard to rely upon technology these days," he said, his glance moving over me as part of the background scenery. I thought. He had a surprisingly deep, resonant voice. "May I help you, Officer?"
"Lieutenant, actually," she told him without rancor. "My name is Karrin Murphy. I'm with…"
"Chicago Police Department Special Investigations," Crane said. "I know."
Alarm bells went off in my head. I doubted Crane would recognize it, but Murphy's stance shifted subtly, becoming more wary. "Have we met, Mr. Crane?"
"In a way. I've seen secondhand copies of the film of you gunning down a madman and some sort of animal several years ago. Very impressive, Lieutenant. Have you ever considered work in film?"
She shook her head. "I've been told the camera adds ten pounds. I have problems enough. May I take a few moments of your time, Mister Crane?"
He grinned at her, then, a grin I'm sure he meant to be boyish and flirty. The weasel. "I suppose that depends on what you intend to do with them."
Murphy studied his face for just a moment, as though in wary amusement. "I had a few questions regarding the incident here, and I hope that you can help me out with them."
"I can't imagine what I know that would help you," Crane replied. He glanced at the unmoving elevator doors and sighed. "Bother." He drew a small black cell phone from his jacket pocket, hit a button without looking, and lifted it to his ear. Then he lowered it again and frowned down at it in silence.
Hah. Take that, weasel.
"It won't take much of your time," Murphy said. "I'm sure that you can see how important it is for us to be thorough in this investigation. We would all hate for anyone else to be harmed."
"I'm sure I don't know anything of any importance, Lieutenant," Crane said, his voice turning a little impatient. "I was present during the blackout last night, but I was already in my room. I didn't even come downstairs until this morning."
"I see. Did anyone see you at that time?"
Crane let out a little laugh. "Am I a suspect, that I need an alibi?"
"As a celebrity guest, it's entirely possible that the person or persons responsible for this attack might have an unhealthy interest in you," Murphy replied, matching his fake laugh with her politely professional smile. "I certainly don't mean to imply any sort of accusation-only concern for your safety."
Someone shoved open a door that showed a set of stairs behind it, and a small man in an expensive grey suit emerged from it. He was sort of frog-faced-he had the mouth of someone much larger than he, almost grotesquely thick and wide. He had fine black hair, all limp and stringy, and someone had cut it with the ancient but trusty salad-bowl method. He had bulgy, watery eyes that required extra-large, wide-rimmed glasses to properly encircle.
"Ah, Mr. Crane," the newcomer said. He had a wheezy, nasal voice. "I received your call, but it was apparently cut off just as I answered."
Crane took out his phone again and tossed it underhand to the newcomer. "It seems to have died quite abruptly, Lucius. Like this elevator."
The man caught it and frowned at the phone, then at Murphy with equal amounts of disapproval. "I see."
"Lieutenant Murphy, may I present Lucius Glau, my personal advisor and legal counsel."
Mouse tensed as Glau turned to regard Murphy with his froggy eyes. The little lawyer made a swallowing sound in his throat, and then said, "Is my client under arrest?"
"No," she said. "Naturally n-"
"Then I must insist that this conversation be cut short," Glau said over her. For a pasty little guy, he had a lot of confidence. He squared off in front of Murphy, just to one side of Crane. Murphy's arms relaxed to her sides and I saw her blue eyes flick down to the floor and back up, gauging distances. The tension level went higher.
"We were just talking," Murphy told Glau. I'd seen her wearing that look, right before she went for her gun, more than once. "In an amiable and cooperative fashion."
"As I informed both the FBI and the investigator in charge of the scene with Chicago's police department, my client was in his rooms all night and neither witnessed what happened nor even knew of what had transpired until he came down to breakfast this morning." Glau's voice was clipped, his bulgy eyes impossible to read. I got the feeling it was the expression he used whenever he did anything, be it eating ice cream or drowning puppies. "Continued contact could well be construed as harassment."
"Lucius, Lucius," Crane said, holding out his hand between them, his voice soothing. "Honestly, you react so strongly to the smallest things." He turned that dazzling smile on Murphy and said, "I'm sorry. Lucius has worked for me for a very long time, and he's seen a number of unreasonable people approach me. I certainly don't think of the attentions of so striking a woman as harassment."
Murphy's eyes left Glau for a second as she cocked a golden brow at Crane. "Really?"
"Truly," Crane said, the model of modern gallantry. "Lucius is doubtless concerned about my timetable for today, and I would hate to disappoint any of the fans here to meet me by falling behind my schedule."
He glanced at Froggy as he spoke, and Froggy took a very small step back from Murphy.
Crane nodded at him, continuing to speak. "But if you would permit it, perhaps you would care to let me get you a drink of something later this evening, by way of apology?"
Murphy hesitated, which wasn't much like her. "I don't know…" she said.
Crane extended his hand to her to be shaken, still smiling. "If you still had questions, I'd be happy to answer them then. Please, as a token of my intentions, I insist. I would hate you to have the wrong impression of me."
Murphy gave him a look of wary amusement and lifted her hand.
I'm not sure how I got across that much carpet that fast, but I put my hand on Murphy's shoulder and gripped lightly just before she touched him. She froze, sensing the warning in the gesture, and drew her hand back.
Crane's eyes narrowed, studying me, his hand still sticking out. "And who is this?"
"Harry Dresden," I said.
Crane went still. Not still like people go still, where you can see them blinking and swaying slightly and adjusting their balance. He went still like corpses and plastic dressing dummies, and said nothing.
As I am a highly experienced investigator, I drew the conclusion that he recognized the name.
Froggy made a gulping sound in his throat, bulging eyes switching to me. I thought he shrunk in on himself a little, as if suddenly losing an inch or two of height-or tensing to crouch.
He recognized it, too. I felt famous.
Mouse let out a relaxed ripsaw of a growl, so low that it could hardly be heard.
Froggy's eyes went to the dog and widened. He shot a look at Crane.
Everyone froze like that for a moment. Crane and Murphy still smiled their professional smiles. Froggy looked froglike. I went for bored. But I felt my heart speed up as my instincts told me that violence was a hell of a lot closer to the surface than it looked.
"There are witnesses here, Dresden," Crane said. "You can't move on me. It would be seen."
I tilted my head and pursed my lips thoughtfully. "You're right. And you're a public figure. Which means this is a great opportunity for advertising. I haven't been on TV since the last time I was on the Larry Fowler Show:"
His expression changed then, that cold sneer coming out of the background to twist his lips. "You wouldn't dare reveal yourself to the world."
I snorted at him and said, "Go read the yellow pages in your room. I'm in there. Under 'Wizards.' "
Froggy gulped again.
"You're insane," Crane said.
"Wizards is the kway-zee-est people," I confirmed. "And you don't look very much like a Darby."
Crane's chin lifted, his eyes glittering with some sort of sudden approval. I had no idea why. Dammit, I hate it when someone knows more than me about exactly how deep a hole I'm digging under myself. "No? And what does a Darby look like?"
"I confess, the only one I ever saw was in that leprechaun movie with Sean Connery," I said. "Call it an instinct."
He pursed his lips and fell silent. We all enjoyed another two minutes of wordless, increasingly tense standoff.
No he wasnt. At least in canon.
Harry Dresden was able to tell once he was identified to him as a Raith, and subsequent encounters didnt note any changes either. Its of the same pattern as Lara Raith being a porn star on film. Undisguised and recognizable.

Unless you're making it canon for this AU that he's running around in disguise.
 
[X] Send her a message, you have her number and Cthulhu probably does not read texts. Hopefully she's not one of those people who does not check her phone at parties
-[x]Stunt "Vito Died some time ago. Something else is using his face."
 
All that we know is that he is apparently protected by a Nephandi wizard with a horizon realm in the NeverNever.
It doesnt tell us whether he's demon/Outsider-possessed, and it doesnt tell us if that's an externally cast spell or an Investment that he's been imbued with or a magic item.
Update pretty clearly states Nephandi wizards become a type of outsider, that exist outside realty not the NeverNever. And a full cloaking spell is a Nephandi staple.
 
VOTE
[X] Write in: Say nothing


We do not have actionable information.
Nothing we know suggests he has broken the treaty between Molly and the White Court.
Furthermore,
what we currently know doesnt suggests that he's a short term threat, and explaining the precise situation to Lara Raith is not something we can do easily in the middle of a social event, where she'll have questions.

So shut up. Talk later.
 
Cthulhu doesn't read texts, but Ivy does. Do we know IC that the Archive is a thing?
No.
Not unless Bob mentioned it to Molly off-screen. She's a signatory to the Accords, so Molly has seen the name, but there's no current indication she knows how that works.

That's interesting with how it plays into our prior discussions on defense from HC. From a fluff perspective it sounds like he isn't actually opposing perception so much as deep cleaning his aura to remove the evidence of his affiliation.

We should really look into getting something to protect ourselves on this front.
Black Mirror Incarnation.
5 dot Kakuri charm.
15xp.
 
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Citation please.
Im looking at the update right now and I cant find that quote.
They are the wizards who look not inwards to the world, with spite, with kindness, with malice or with curiosity it matters not, for this purpose all wizards are brothers and sisters, but Outwards to the Dark who take it into themselves. That's when it clicks in your head, a realization you had been feeling yourself towards ever since you had burned that Circle into the stone and then met the old sea monster, ever sine you had looked into the soul of Nemesis, Outside is not a side in the cosmic dance, it is a place where dwell those cast out of Creation plot its unmaking. As Exiles are wont to they might work together when it suits them, but their purpose need not align utterly.
Addmitily he might be inside realty but that would require the WC to have missed, a person pulling in Outside energy for long enough to have grown fairly strong. But it is kind of hard to hide the passively destroying reality that being a Nephandi entails.
 
Addmitily he might be inside realty but that would require the WC to have missed, a person pulling in Outside energy for long enough to have grown fairly strong. But it is kind of hard to hide the passively destroying reality that being a Nephandi entails.
That doesnt say what you think.
It says those wizards are aligned with the Outside. It doesnt say they live Outside.
A Nephandi could hang out on Earth and in the NeverNever just fine as long as it didnt get killed.

Furthermore, the White Council is not perfect.
They never had much presence in Latin America even before the Vampire War kicked off, for example. And even outside there, people like the Kemmlerites have managed to spawn multiple tier-1 wizards.

No it isnt.
Nephandi spend years and decades undercover in the WoD source material.
Voormas was a >500 year old archmage when he tried to destroy reality
whitewolf.fandom.com

Voormas

Voormas, the Grand Harvester of Souls, is a corrupt Euthanatos mage who has fallen to Jhor. Most Euthanatoi consider him barabbi, although he technically has the opposite goal of most Nephandi: he desires to eliminate the concept of death, both his own personal death and the eventual Telos of...
 
That doesnt say what you think.
It says those wizards are aligned with the Outside. It doesnt say they live Outside.
A Nephandi could hang out on Earth and in the NeverNever just fine as long as it didnt get killed.
Being a Nephandi means you are overwriting the rules of consensus in mage, like a car can littirly transform into a horse and buggy, while in the Nephandi influence, and back upon leaving. It possible for them to hide in mage as people cannot even notice the changes. But in the crossover, reality itself being undone would be producing Wyld pockets at best, if not just opening portals to outside.
 
Being a Nephandi means you are overwriting the rules of consensus in mage, like a car can littirly transform into a horse and buggy, while in the Nephandi influence, and back upon leaving. It possible for them to hide in mage as people cannot even notice the changes. But in the crossover, reality itself being undone would be producing Wyld pockets at best, if not just opening portals to outside.
1)The Dresdenverse is not a consensus reality. There are seemingly hard rules.


2)There are actual Outsiders inside the Walls of Creation.
The Red Court has been using them in major battles with the White Council, and in assassination attempts like the one against McCoy.We literally see an army of them attempt to invade Demonreach in Cold Days.

If those arent dissolving reality, its not a credible argument to suggest that Nephandi will do so in this AU just by existing.
Especially since Nephandi do no such thing in WoD.
The people who change reality around themselves are Marauders, and strong ones at that. Nor is it permanent.
 
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Why does that even matter tho? The man at the very least made a deal with an Outsider. He's automatically on our hitlist and we are killing people on that list today.
1)Prove it.

We know it, but we cant prove it to the White Court. We can tell Lara so she can do her own investigations, but that will take time to perform to her own satisfaction, and even more time to convince the rest of the Court she isnt simply taking out political rivals. And even then he could claim not to know the dude was an Outsider.

Lara is not Mab.
She doesnt have Mab's control of Winter, or the absolute loyalty of her subjects.


2)Because we are here on invitation as a guest, because the offenders broke an official treaty forbidding what they did.
So if we challenge and kill them, we are within our rights and acting with official sanction.

If we attempt to kill someone who hasnt broken a treaty or attacked us, we are aggroing his House, and possibly the entire White Court. With all the Consequences thereof.
Molly does not act with impunity in the setting.


3)There is no White Court law we are aware of about having dealings with black wizards.
They are even officially at war with the White Council because of the Vampire War, even though they have not raised a single finger to help the Reds.
 
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This isn't a trial. Adding one more body to the mound bodies today is no trouble at all. Besides whatever fight he can manage.
I think Uju is trying to say that we should be concerned about White Court politics because otherwise we'll aggro more people when their are worse ones we have on our list. So we can kill him just not in front of everyone without an excuse.
It sort of makes sense... I'm not sure how much I really care about White Court politics though.

Maybe we chase him down after the party?
 
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This isn't a trial. Adding one more body to the mound bodies today is no trouble at all. Besides whatever fight he can manage.
Vittorio Malvora is Malvora Heir, which makes him one of the top ten most important nobles in the White Court.
You cannot walk into another Power's territory and kill another senior member of the government with impunity.
Not without starting a war and/or destabilizing Lara's rule.

It would be like walking into Edinburgh Wizard HQ and killing Peabody
Or into Winter and killing the Leanansidhe.
Or, to use a mundane example, shooting some cop on the street because you know he is a rapist, just trust me.

You need a casus belli that is credible to other people, or There Will Be War.
 
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