12-07-2013, 10:41 PM
There's something going on at the former Sept.
One day, Melantha's silver bowl is mysteriously upended. Another day, Javed's travelling pack is just ... not quite how he put it together. There are funny tracks in the carpet one morning. Another night, the covers on the ceiling light fixtures are all out of place -- askew, akimbo, falling down.
Then people start seeing things. Well; no. They start seeing something. A pulsing-glowing amorphous entity, small but fiercely bright, skittering in the corners, diving through the walls. Sometimes rather aggressively rushing at visitors, though it never actually dares to attack. More often than not, if one stands one's ground, the entity simply flees through a wall instead.
Eventually it stops being just a bright blob. Eventually it starts gaining materiality. Or rather: it starts picking stuff up. Like a snowball rolling together around a dirt core, it seems to roll itself together out of whatever detritus it finds lying around. Sheets of paper. Extension cords. The wheels off an office chair. Threads off the challenge mat. A flatsheet from downstairs. A banana that someone left lying around (though that doesn't last very long).
It pulls together, it animates, and pretty soon there's a little vaguely-humanoid spirit-critter roaming around the upper floors of Cold Crescent. A tiny, indistinct head set on relatively massive shoulders; weight carried on heavy arms, enormous knuckles, with a comparatively small lower body. It rummages around, it roams, it romps, and eventually it seems to create a little den in a mostly-deserted supply closet. One can't really call it friendly, since it's all territorial and chest-beat-y and fake-charge-at-intruders-y, but -- well. At least it's not hostile.
[This is a spirit NPC that was rescued and relocated during last night's SL! It is a Wyldling spirit, though a relatively "high-functioning" one that may or may not be slowly evolving toward being some sort of animal-spirit. In its native form, it's an amorphous singularity of creative essence that the mind interprets as light. However, it prefers to surround itself with whatever stuff it can find lying around, which it animates and assembles into a jumbled, vaguely humanoid shape -- a power it refers to as "pushmoving Things."
Though technically a Jaggling and possibly capable of growing to attain great power, it is currently weakened, and is roughly equivalent to a Gaffling in power. In addition to the ability to animate random objects, it may also develop the ability to zap Garou/kin with bolts of sheer Wyld power. Though more annoying than lethal, these bolts may cause unusual, short-lived side effects. It is not capable of human or Garou communication, though Theurges can speak to it with Spirit Speech. Even then, its Wyldness makes communication somewhat challenging.
I'll leave further details to Kai!]
One day, Melantha's silver bowl is mysteriously upended. Another day, Javed's travelling pack is just ... not quite how he put it together. There are funny tracks in the carpet one morning. Another night, the covers on the ceiling light fixtures are all out of place -- askew, akimbo, falling down.
Then people start seeing things. Well; no. They start seeing something. A pulsing-glowing amorphous entity, small but fiercely bright, skittering in the corners, diving through the walls. Sometimes rather aggressively rushing at visitors, though it never actually dares to attack. More often than not, if one stands one's ground, the entity simply flees through a wall instead.
Eventually it stops being just a bright blob. Eventually it starts gaining materiality. Or rather: it starts picking stuff up. Like a snowball rolling together around a dirt core, it seems to roll itself together out of whatever detritus it finds lying around. Sheets of paper. Extension cords. The wheels off an office chair. Threads off the challenge mat. A flatsheet from downstairs. A banana that someone left lying around (though that doesn't last very long).
It pulls together, it animates, and pretty soon there's a little vaguely-humanoid spirit-critter roaming around the upper floors of Cold Crescent. A tiny, indistinct head set on relatively massive shoulders; weight carried on heavy arms, enormous knuckles, with a comparatively small lower body. It rummages around, it roams, it romps, and eventually it seems to create a little den in a mostly-deserted supply closet. One can't really call it friendly, since it's all territorial and chest-beat-y and fake-charge-at-intruders-y, but -- well. At least it's not hostile.
[This is a spirit NPC that was rescued and relocated during last night's SL! It is a Wyldling spirit, though a relatively "high-functioning" one that may or may not be slowly evolving toward being some sort of animal-spirit. In its native form, it's an amorphous singularity of creative essence that the mind interprets as light. However, it prefers to surround itself with whatever stuff it can find lying around, which it animates and assembles into a jumbled, vaguely humanoid shape -- a power it refers to as "pushmoving Things."
Though technically a Jaggling and possibly capable of growing to attain great power, it is currently weakened, and is roughly equivalent to a Gaffling in power. In addition to the ability to animate random objects, it may also develop the ability to zap Garou/kin with bolts of sheer Wyld power. Though more annoying than lethal, these bolts may cause unusual, short-lived side effects. It is not capable of human or Garou communication, though Theurges can speak to it with Spirit Speech. Even then, its Wyldness makes communication somewhat challenging.
I'll leave further details to Kai!]
BECAUSE OF LIGHT AND DUTY AND REASONS.