The Stuff of Dreams and Nightmares
2nd of January 2007 A.D.
The hum of many voices fills the air, not all of them English echoes upon echoes treading until it might almost seem as though the station was in regular operation again, at least if one could ignore the slight green tint to the light and the very much non-standard pictograms marching across the walls. Dogs raise their heads in steely, blocks serpents coil around the edges, many armed figures take up poses of prayer and meditation, stencils and tags between them in hands less expert perhaps but no less enthusiastic.
People are moving in and out more now, agents of the Hand out on reconnaissance into the city, mortal Jade Dogs looking for work or, having found some in a place that does not inquire about their nonstandard living arrangements, going out and rebuilding what lives they may. When they are not redecorating kids are even getting home-schooled, much to their chagrin and the relief of their parents, with some help from Iris who finds that explaining simple concept until they have been absorbed is an excellent way to learn herself while also seeming less alien to the community she is not a part of. Not so different from her work with isolated tribes around the edges of Five-Courts trade routes and contracts.
Between stopping to ask the newcomers how they have been adapting, including feeding habits and any special needs they may have, settling a handful of small disputes of the kind that always pop up when people are thrown together and adjusting the light levels in a part of the complex to deal with a trio of ghouls who are particularly sensitive to it it's evening by the time you flip off the lights, turn on the music and transition to a place much more macabre, though perhaps in its own way just as hopeful.
The frozen bodies of three Elders of the Red Court hang in isolated cryogenic pods, the gashes stark in sterile blue-green light while the head of Arianna Ortega looks on in eternal shock from a rune-carved pedestal opposite the ad hoc vessel roiling with gossamer ripped from the artifice of the Pathfinders. You do not even glance towards the withered mummified remains of the Akuma, its very essence at cross-purposes with what you intend: to guard from cosmic purpose the memory of mortality.
The purpose for which these tears were shed.
Without even thinking about it you stop before the square of silk stained silver. In a way this would be the perfect reagent to help the Summer Lady keep as much of her former self as she can from slipping away, but it is also the most unique piece of your collection. Old Vampires still stalk the night, too many of them in fact, even gossamer might yet be woven by art and artifice, but you won't have another opportunity to see the Summer Lady weep, hopefully at least.
What Focus do you use to Craft your first Splendor?
[] Gossamer
The stuff of dreams and nightmares harvested by the Pathfinders as part of a plot to bait and make use of the powers of an ancient god-thing... no, it sounds wrong to use that name. There is another more fitting flitting though the back of your mind Raksha.
[] Corpse of the Will of Kakuri Greater Akuma (Not usable due to opposing resonance)
This Yin infused body has the look of a corpse, desiccated, almost fragile-seeming, utterly at odds with the river of darkness that flowed though it when it was yet animate about the business of its master
[] Head of Arianna Ortega (6th Generation Equivalent)
This severed head has nothing of the beauty and grace of the flesh mask that once enveloped it, though if one is minded to look at it carefully there is still a kind of ruined majesty to it, perhaps the shadow of a shadow of stolen divinity
[] Red Court Elder Corpses (7th generation equivalent) -3 Available; May only forge 1 Dot Splendours-
Not quite so ancient as Arianna, these vampires were still glutted with centuries of blood and life. Hopefuly now, at the last some good will come of them
[] Tears of the Summer Lady
A square of plain white silk stained silver, the tears of an immortal mourning her lost mortality
What manner of Splendour will you draw up from memory of lost ages?
[] Write in
OOC: I added links to the core book and the crafting guide here. To be clear everything beside the elder corpses can go to the maximum for a new made splendour which is 2 Dots.