Our glorious heroes found themselves “in excretum profundus” once more – as two more of Robert’s Ghoul’s showed up with stakes in their chests having been apparently heavily tortured by a group called The Equals. Cut a lot of faff short and the party went off to meet their friendly local Sabbat representative who had just staked, and possibly sired, the two former ghouls. Ken-Shi-Shek, for it is he, asked if they’d like a spot of Gehenna preventing deity worship. The party faffed some more and, in-between a chat with some Settietes*, a visit to Wormwood Scrubs, executing Skavik at Elysium, they explored an abandoned Tremer chancery under the Royal Exchange. Despite clear signs the placed had been left in a hurry following some serious looking industrial accident of the occult kind the party reckons this would be an awesome place to use as a permanent base…as ever what could possibly go wrong. Marak may or may not be trying to kill them, Skavik’s sire is likely to want revenge for the killing of his child, Red Ken may or may not be offering them infinite power, The Equal appear to be immune to some Vampire disciplines and their leader, The Starving Man, remains at large and the loud humming noise emanating from that old abandon church in Camden is probably nothing. Probably.
*Also the Settietes might be a little upset that their talking head-on-a-stick is now refusing to prophecy anything until it receives blood imbued with Grand Reserve Cognac. VSOP muther fuckers
When we left them last time the party was down an old sewer enjoying the delights of close quarters battle using dragon’s breath shotgun cartridges near other Vampire’s heads. This left one party member in the corner unconscious, another lying at the feet of two very pissed off Tzimcie in horrid form and one angry ex-SAS soldier with his claws out tearing the face off an unfortunate fleeing Sabbat.
How they got here is a convoluted story but suffice to say Tanner & Tanner’s bill remains unpaid, most of their domains were burnt to the ground by unknown assailants, Robert appears to have ghouled and then embraced half of London, there are a bunch of wierd Setite Cultist who won’t shut up about the coming storm, and the Brotherhood all keep having weird dreams.
On the positive side they caught Skavik farily quickly and easily, managed to get the footage the idiot had given to that TV channel destroyed and scared the living daylights out of the producer in the process. They handed Skavik’s torpor’d corpse to Tanner & Tanner so that’s the same as giving him to Marak right? And Clan Termer hasn’t been since that little incident with the Holy Prophet, which is good I guess. And the Malkavians have skipped town too – let’s face it if the looneys are running away from something it can’t be all bad.
So provided they can stop anyone else from giving into Rothersheck, or general frenzy, and those tow Tzimcie have the decncey to meet their undeaths quickly, all will be well. Then they can settle down to a nice quite uneventful unlife