Wolves

Spring , 1197 A.D.

Started this game off in a room with four moderatly carved statues of angels with their hands atop swords. Each sword had a different word etched into it "Faith", "Love", "Devotion" and "Spirit". There was a poem that likely had the meaning to everything in it, but it sucked. It sucked worse when it turned around and we couldn't read it. So naturaly since the art was sub standard even for Toreador I Hacked the crap out of two with their own swords (Soft stuff really). Thankfully behind them I found some levers that worked some switches I figured. I started palying with their workings and once I found something that felt right I explained it to Webb. He has some good potential to be a man of science. With that he started working on the other broken one. Like usual (not that I am complaining) we finished just shy of getting our buns crisped (In the really bad sun tan way) After all that we conked out for the day. My chess game didn't go anywhere from there.


		Spring , 1197 A.D. Started this game off in a room with four moderatly carved statues of angels with their hands atop swords. Each sword had a different word etched into it "Faith", "Love", "Devotion" and "Spirit". There was a poem that likely had the meaning to everything in it, but it sucked. It sucked worse when it turned around and we couldn't read it. So naturaly since the art was sub standard even for Toreador I Hacked the crap out of two with their own swords (Soft stuff really). Thankfully behind them I found some levers that worked some switches I figured. I started palying with their workings and once I found something that felt right I explained it to Webb. He has some good potential to be a man of science. With that he started working on the other broken one. Like usual (not that I am complaining) we finished just shy of getting our buns crisped (In the really bad sun tan way) After all that we conked out for the day. My chess game didn't go anywhere from there. Human ghouls feed us a little better after the run The prices blood was quite yummy, but if I am ever forced to run that Gauntlet again I think I will take the rest... She was of course worthless but not really a threat So far, all the old vampires that should be useful for at least information have turned out to be useless. Maybe we should start thinking about taking them out of our undead gene pool Met a man on a horse in the forest, something about Hungy and it being bad The real threat came in the forest in the forms of werewolves Interesting creatures there, now that is some yummy blood Though I was so pumped that I snagged Simon and started sucking on him also (Oops!) Ahh, the familiar feel of shadow tentacles