Chaos Ascending
13th of January 2007 A.D.
There is no question on what to do next, not really. With the Red Court divided against itself, leaderless and divided you have to cut off Sandra at the source, separate her from the dragon Dragon. Question is how to cover so much ground in time, how to plug all the holes to make sure she does not just scurry away. The sun isn't going to do anything to her, not the one that's in the sky at least.
Clippy's voice reading out t he CNN news feed almost entirely derails your thoughts:
This is Chase Black reporting live from Las Vegas Nevada where early this morning there has been an unprecedented show of firefighters, police, federal agents and paramedics. The Governor has declared a state of emergency and the FBI spokesman has confirmed reports on the ground from witnesses of an explosion without meaningful structural damage at Club Xanadu,which could indicate 'an unconventional payload', though no victims have been reported. This is in stark contrast with the reports we have all been getting to shootings at the Belle Rose, the offices of McKenzie and Company and local offices of the Red Earth Association. Thirty nine people are confirmed dead with tens more wounded, some of them critically What had seemed to be a upswing in gang violence has revealed itself to be so much more. The attackers are still at large. I repeat for anyone in Las Vegas, the recommendation has been given to shelter in place.
The Governor is expected to speak at 13:30 while the White House has released a statement that the president has been briefed as federal agents hasten to respond to this unprecedented attack.There is as of yet no confirmation that this is the doing of radical Islamic groups, but experts agree...
"No news of a another shooting at the Xanadu," the incubus in the back says, his habitual scowl shifting to something more thoughtful. "Silk was able to keep a lid on it, though who knows how much of the rest is the initial wave of attackers and how much is Red lickspittles primed to shoot. It's going to be a fucking nightmare in those tunnels. I've... talked to some people who used to live there, it's like a whole 'nother city."
"I have a plan for that, Clippy can you get your network to find a map. I'm going to go call in some reinforcements from the Spirit World," technically correct and not revealing too much of your capabilities to two new-made allies. All you need is Clippy herself and a bit of privacy. Jerome solves the latter by giving you the keys to the unility room in the basement so down you all go among the pipes and gasping air ducts, a prelude to a descent more perilous. The music plays and you are...
elsewhere.
On the other side is a ready room containing
Hand of Gently Falling Ash and a four of his fellow Chicago veterans, each leading a fire team that includes four more of their similarly equiped fellows, ready, willing, eager to put their skills to the test. In a certain sense the Red Court make an ideal target given that the Amethyst Hand has already had both vampires and infected to interogate about their strengths and weaknesses. You give the word to asemble and be ready at your word and, with renewed conficence, invigorated by the air of Sanctuary return to Vegas.
Regained 1 Essence -> Now at 10/15 (Natural Regeneration in your Hell)
"There's been an attack on the temple," Mr Adkin's words are like a punch to the gut.
"How? When?" you ask reeling.
"About seven minutes ago, someone tried to drive a truck filled with fertilized rigged to blow into the side of the building. The guards noticed and one of them shot at the driver, yes they are armed, but to little avail. Thankfully one of the acolytes was able to rouse the Divine Vengence in time. She slew the foe with sword and claw, though the shadow of her presence did rouse the sands."
"There was dust sorm," Lydia explains. "Not very big, barely half a kilometer across and it only lasted about half a minute though it could have been really bad, a police helicopter got caught up in it. If that had fallen on the truck."
You meet Harry's eyes. "You thinking what I'm thinking?"
"Judging by the fact that you don't want to say is aloud, yeah," he sighs heavily. "Entropy magic, the whole city's been given a supersized dose of bad luck. That could be a spell Sandra and her lot have cooked up or a sign that the bad times door's starting to creak open."
"Not entropy," Tiffany corrects grimly. "What the Council sees as Outsider Sponsored entropy magic is one side of the coin.
Chaos magic, misfortune upon foes of the Old Gods and fortune to their servants. It works best with agitated systems, the more unpredictability, the more violence. She is not just doing this for tactical reasons, but strategic as well."
"Ma'at reversed,
Isfet," Mr Adkin says and for the first time since the fight at the temple you hear a tremble of fear in it.
For her part Clippy had been chugging along, getting the information you are looking for
Connection to IRIS-peer network established, map of location of interest downloaded.
Looking down you are relieved to find a network of drains not the tangled mare's nest that is undertown, not the work of centuries, but one large project, vast and sprawling though it be.
Map of the Vegas Tunnels Gained
Reinforcements can be called in as soon as you are in the tunnels (20 Amethyst Hand Agents)
Chaos had indeed come to Las Vegas, you hear it in the wails of sirens, in the blaring of horns, you see it in the aimless rush of people not knowing where the shelter they were told to seek might be, in the shouts of friends parted and lost. Even Clippy feels it, in the slugish movement of the networks that bind the modern world together. Into this chaos you step... to recruit monsters. With Jerome's contact list to help you manage to rustle up sixteen vampires ready and willing to follow you into the tunnels. Some of them no doubt are hoping that you will disrupt the status quo enough that they can be on top, but in the voices of the two oldest of them you hear an echo of something more, understanding of just how high the states are.
16 Red Court Vampires recruited
The news filtering in keeps getting grimmer, an attack with acid spray at the Luxor, a pair of officers killed when the car they had pulled over in North Vegas went up in a fireball. Part of you wonders if you should show yourself just so Sandra's puppets will have a target and stop going after innocents, but the voice of reason, which in this case is also the voice of Usum notes that death and ruin are the point, she won't stop, can't stop if she wants her plans to work.
"I think we should get some lunch," Tiffany interjects, meeting Harry's resulting glare head on. "We are not going to be any better at solving this mess if we are also contending with hunger."
"Tiffany's the healer, she would know." Lydia weighs in.
Before you can say anything more Clippy alerts you to an incoming call. It's Harrowmont, probably about to cancel the meeting.
"Hello, Ms Carpenter? I've gone down to the boiler room and worked some magic to find anything.I did. There's... a hole, about four feet in diameter, too smooth to have been carved with, any equipment I can think so and there are some rather alarming sounds coming out of there. The Lesser Salamander I summoned does not want to go down there to investigate and I have never seen one of them display fear before."
Regained 1 Wound -> You are now fully healed.
What do you do?
[] Tell Harrowmont to get away from there now
[] Go to the university now
-[] Drive with the whole party
[] Go alone with Rendered Villain Dispersal
[] Write in
OOC: Good thing you guys did not hurt those spirits when you visited the temple, simple human guards would not have had much luck against the truck bomb.