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  • Malkavian87
    started a topic 1001 V:tM plothooks

    1001 V:tM plothooks

    Since they already have a thread like this on both RPG.net and the V:tM group on Facebook (https://www.facebook.com/groups/2208364950/) why not here? So lets collect 1001 or more V:tM plothooks to inspire us all in here.
    These are my first contributions:

    1) During a Sabbat raid a while back an elder's childe vanished, assumed destroyed. The truth is different however. He successfully bargained for his life with the pack that assaulted him. He defected to the Sabbat and proposed to make his low generation useful to them in a way that goes far beyond the gains of merely committing diablerie on him. The elder's childe came up with the concept of a 'diablerie farm'. He embraces people on a regular basis and stakes them. After which the pack sells the low generation vampires for a profit.
    The PCs first come into contact with this scheme when one of them is approached about buying a diablerie farm product. Or they simple notice how much more local Sabbat, Anarchs and even some Independents show signs of having committed diablerie.

    2) The Sabbat launch an attack on the city. The local Camarilla is ready for them however. The Sabbat siege collapses after only a couple of nights, without doing much damage. An unlikely survivor of the failed siege is a confused Shovelhead, a Lasombra of only a few nights old. A mortal loved one of one of the PCs that fell victim to the Sabbat's mass embrace tactics. It is up to the PCs to convince the city's Camarilla leadership that she is no threat. And should be allowed to continue her unlife, as a Camarilla Kindred.

    3) About fifty years ago a Nosferatu neonate suffered final death at the hands of a witch-hunter. His sire who adored this childe succeeded in capturing the killer and took horrible vengeance on him. The Nosferatu surgically dismembered the witch-hunter and just before the atrocious wounds could kill him he was embraced. Afterwards the Nosferatu dumped the limbless vampire in a flooded subbasement of an abandoned building. Where he could feed on vermin for the rest of eternity and slowly go mad.
    The witch-hunter didn't go mad. His religious beliefs and a thirst for vengeance kept him going. Now decades later he has started taking action. Making use of Animalism the light-proofing of his Nosferatu sire's haven was taking down in the middle of the day, reducing the occupant to dust. This is only the first act of vengeance, all vampires must be destroyed. Soon enough one of or more PCs will be confronted by an attempt on their life perpetrated by animals.

  • Bluecho
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    207) The local police department has seen heavy public scrutiny as of late, with officers and ranking department officials being pressured into resignation or brought up on federal charges for various acts of misconduct or corruption.

    The Prince - who maintains claim of Domain over law enforcement in the city - is disturbed by the number of his pawns being removed and/or rendered unsuitable by public attention. Fearing Jyhad machinations meant to undermine his control, the Prince pressgangs the PCs into investigating the matter. They are to find the vampire or vampires responsible, and remove them or report their activity where applicable.

    Any number of Kindred are suspected, from rivals within the Prince's Clan, to the Autarkus dwelling on the edge of town, to unknown Sabbat infiltrators or Anarch agitators, to even the Prince's own Sheriff. At the moment, no obvious leads present themselves, and the Prince can't trust any Kindred in the city with even an ounce of power above that of a rank Neonate, in fear of showing the Prince's hand.

    All of this paranoia is unfounded. No Kindred lay behind the public and governmental scrutiny of the local police. The mortals are pursuing their own anti-corruption policy, and loads of the Prince's henchmen are being targeted because they are corrupt.

    For once, there is no deeper plot. The Jyhad is not involved. Mortals are just cleaning shop, and it just so happens to be very inconvenient for the vampires who enjoyed the benefits of a corrupt police department. The PCs are on a wild goose chase.

    And when they realize this, they'll have the unenviable task of convincing a paranoid Elder of this fact.
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  • Bluecho
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    206) A little while ago on a different thread, the idea was proposed for an alternate way to handle the Tal'Mahe'Ra. Namely that they don't control the dead city of Enoch - that has been lost to the mists of time, at best waiting to be discovered - but rather they control any number of "ghost cities" in the Shadowlands corresponding to great cities of the ancient world. Ur, Babylon, Pompei, Carthage, etc.

    This plot hook involves combining that idea with an existing plot hook from the book Dust to Dust.

    Gary, Indiana is on its last legs, and the Giovanni vampire Maria DiMatto has come to "kill" it. In this scenario, the Tal'Mahe'Ra - through spies planted in the city, in Clan Giovanni, or wherever - have caught wind of this plan, and want in on it. The True Black Hand is looking to add Gary to their holdings in the Shadowlands. Another fortress from which they can operate, and one that is conveniently located in the Dark Umbra side of North America. Indeed, they've probably had their eyes on Gary for a while, both because of its slow decay as a city, and because of its close proximity to a major battleground in the Jyhad.

    So agents of the Tal'Mahe'Ra reach out to DiMatto, offering aid in the ritual to "kill" Gary, including assistants and resources. Anyone looking to stop the young Giovanni's plan must now contend with the True Black Hand. On the other hand, the Tal'Mahe'Ra must make sure Clan Giovanni remains ignorant of the sect's involvement, both more the sake of secrecy and because they don't want anyone else staking a claim on the newly created Shadowlands city.

    Another point: the Tal'Mahe'Ra's new fortress of death will need mortals, both as slaves and food for their undead masters. There's Gary's long-standing slave auction, of course, but such few "livestock" will be insufficient for the sect's needs. On the other hand, some people DO still live in the city, albeit in dwindling numbers. How many of them will truly be missed?

    EDIT: If the Storyteller wishes, they can involve another NPC from Dust to Dust: Lazlo Varga, the undead necromancer and death cult leader. He may be persuaded to assist the effort to take the city, if he finds the idea of preserving it in the Shadowlands appealing to his cult's ethos ("death as immortalizing, preserving force"). While the mortal mages of the Tal'Mahe'Ra have their own history and designs, the sect could always use more occult help. Then again, they may spark an internal feud between themselves and Varga, if for no other reason than cultural differences (the former practice Indian death magic, the latter Eastern European).
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  • Bluecho
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    Originally posted by Yaoi Huntress Earth View Post
    205) Some hunters (either regular or Imbuned) have decided to target Horatio Ballard. Only problem is that they learned is that if they were to kill him, the market would crash without his "invisible hand" to guide it. What do they do? Just ignore him? Protect him form less understanding hunters under the promise that he "doesn't go too far"?

    This could also be done with a group of Syndicate Technocrats who discover the same thing and not wanting financial disaster to happen might even want to start up a business deal with him.
    I really like this idea.

    The base premise - that the economy will crash without Ballard's guiding hand - doesn't even need to be true. The hunters just need to believe it is, enough that they'd work to defend him.

    Creating the rather interesting scenario of vampire PCs showing up to Ballard (for business or assassination), only to find a load of mortals proficient in vampire-killing techniques (and possibly supernatural powers) acting as his bodyguards.

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  • Yaoi Huntress Earth
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    205) Some hunters (either regular or Imbuned) have decided to target Horatio Ballard. Only problem is that they learned is that if they were to kill him, the market would crash without his "invisible hand" to guide it. What do they do? Just ignore him? Protect him form less understanding hunters under the promise that he "doesn't go too far"?

    This could also be done with a group of Syndicate Technocrats who discover the same thing and not wanting financial disaster to happen might even want to start up a business deal with him.

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  • Bluecho
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    204) Back in the 70s, in preparation for a crusade on the city, Sabbat forces hatched a unique plan for sneaking troops in: encase their torpid bodies in blocks of concrete and ship them as "building materials". When they arrived at a construction site, a team of ghouls loyal to the Sabbat would take hammers and chisels, busting the packs from their prisons. That the ghouls would almost certainly be used as sustenance for said Sabbat licks was of little concern for the crusades architects.

    That the ghouls never arrived to free the packs was not part of the plan. Suffice to say, the plan fell through, and the crusade failed regardless.

    In the meantime, a few things might have happened to the blocks. Assuming the whole construction project was simply a ruse by Sabbat organizers (like the Kings and Queens of Darkness, or Order of St. Blase), there was never any intent on finishing the construction, so the blocks just remained where there were in the abandoned site. Or when the crusade fell through, the Sabbat who owned the company responsible for the project had the blocks shipped to storage or a dumping site, either not realizing Sabbat forces were still inside or not caring.

    If the construction project wasn't just an elaborate Sabbat ruse, the workers arrived to find blocks that either weren't on their inventory manifests, or they were. If the former, the workers would have had the huge, coffin-sized blocks taken away, dumped or sold or the like. If the latter, the workers didn't think anything of using the blocks in the construction, either as intended or are filler. This doesn't preclude the idea that the construction project might have been abandoned for unrelated reasons (possibly having to do with whatever incident prevented the ghouls from freeing the encased Cainites), and the blocks are still lying around.

    Ultimately, the fact of the matter is there exist several torpid Cainites out in the world, cocooned in concrete, silently awaiting a crusade that came and went.

    Of course, someone probably knew about all this. The Sabbat organizers of the crusade might have written down information about the plan, or retained shipment manifests marked for delivery. Or some Camarilla vampires looked into a company they know to have been owned/controlled by Sabbat interests, and tracked down the construction site as a matter of tying up loose ends. Or maybe one of the ghouls who was supposed to free the vampires spilled the beans, or became a vampire and traded that info. There are any number of reasons how the information could get out. The point is that it IS out, and now some folks - Sabbat, Camarilla, free Ghouls, etc - are out looking for them. Poised to free a few packs of Sabbat zealots crazed enough to let themselves be encased in concrete.

    Alternatively, maybe the PCs ARE those Sabbat zealots, waking up fifty years late for a crusade that failed. If so, what do the PCs do now?

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  • Mithras304
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    Originally posted by Theodrim View Post
    Thread, rise from the grave!
    I feel like you missed an opportunity for a Giovanni themed Plot Hook

    Originally posted by Theodrim View Post
    Everyone's seen the video of her running around on fire screaming -- it would have been the funniest thing I've seen in a century regardless, but setting it to "Disco Inferno" was true inspiration.
    I am SO stealing that!

    Originally posted by Theodrim View Post
    You know her sire was never actually put to Final Death? he's still in his Primogen's dungeon, staked and forced to listen to "Achy Breaky Heart" on infinite repeat.
    That... Monster...

    That's an amazing Plot Hook, hat off to you!

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  • Theodrim
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    Thread, rise from the grave!

    203, a Toreador Tale.

    I warned them. I warned them this would happen and nobody listened. Nobody listened, and now we have a real problem on our hands. The line must be drawn here, not one step further.

    What, you may ask? The fucking Cullens. Oh, it was so fucking funny back in the '90s when that stupid movie came out and every lick on the planet thought they were being hilarious and original calling us all Lestats for two-and-a-half decades. The Poseurs may be whiny, entitled, bad poetry-spouting angsty little shits, but please, allow me to wipe the tears from my eyes with seven-figure stock certificates, while sitting atop my Naked Supermodel Fuck-Pile and ghouls in gimp suits literally shovel cocaine into air movers so it looks like it's snowing.

    It's been fifteen years since those fucking books came out, and over ten since the movies. You know what that means? The Cullens are graduating Vampire School, and becoming fully-fledged neonates. We're going to have to start acting like we give a shit soon, and clearly their sires didn't beat the stupid out of them while they were still accountable by the Fourth Tradition. All these neonates running around, genuinely thinking they have to give a shit about the kine, be nice and hospitable, only take their fair share and share alike, and just magically expecting they'll be treated in kind because they're not doing anyone any harm.

    Not only that, they have zero connection to clan or heritage. That idiot Francis was in Elysium last weekend doing some post-modern reinterpretation of Shakespeare hoping to score brownie points with the Harpies, and didn't have the first idea he was telling dick jokes written by the Michael Bay of his time to people who were there. As if that wholesale destruction of good taste was not enough, all the little prat could say to my performance piece of a ghoul dressed up like Julius II performing a blowbang was "I don't get it".

    This is supposed to be the future of our clan? Over my dead body.

    Every Toreador has their...growing pains...but these Cullens take idiocy to Masquerade-threatening extremes. Take as example, the dumbfuck in Cleveland who seriously thought abstaining from human blood would allow her to walk in daylight. Everyone's seen the video of her running around on fire screaming -- it would have been the funniest thing I've seen in a century regardless, but setting it to "Disco Inferno" was true inspiration. You know her sire was never actually put to Final Death? he's still in his Primogen's dungeon, staked and forced to listen to "Achy Breaky Heart" on infinite repeat.

    The mind boggles our antitribu think they're the sick, twisted, sadistic fucks in our clan. But, where was I? Right...the Cullens.

    They must be educated in what it truly means to be Kindred, or they must go. Break them if you can, kill them if you must. The reputation of our clan -- nay, our very soul -- depends upon it.

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  • Bluecho
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    202) Someone arranged to have a notable Kindred with a public persona run down by a car (the driver was naturally dominated, and knows nothing). While the Kindred in question has "retired to a private hospital" for "convalescence", the driver was arrested and the car impounded. Complicating matters was an attempt on the Kindred's unlife while in ambulance, though this attempt to kill them also failed.

    However, none of this is important for the plot. The CAR is. The PCs are hired, either by the one who orchestrated the hit or an opportunistic party, to sneak into a police parking garage, where the car was impounded. Even vampires bleed when injured, and the Kindred in question left a load of their Vitae splattered on the hood and grills of the car, some even seeping into the engine. The PCs are tasked with scraping off samples of the dried Vitae, and bringing them back to their employer. No doubt for nefarious, sorcerous purposes.

    Interfering with this task are a set of ghouls or possibly Neonates, who are sneaking in to either do the same task (but for someone else) or to clean up after the Kindred who got run over (who may have realized their Vitae on the car was a loose end). Another complication could be that puppets within the police department were sent to covertly wash off the hood of the car (those sent to claim blood samples could also be ordered to wash the car, so no one else can). In either case, if the PCs are too slow in arriving, they might still get what they came for if they open the hood, and scour the insides for dried Vitae their rival agents were too careless to clean.

    Alternatively, the PCs were hired by the Kindred victim, who wants them to dispose of the dried Vitae before someone claims a sample. Of course, the PCs could still keep a few ounces of dried blood for themselves, if one of them is a blood sorcerer or knows one they can trade to...

    All of this assumes the PCs are being stealthy, and just sneak in to take/destroy samples. They could decide to open the gates, hotwire the car, and drive out with the whole vehicle. When they've accomplished what was asked of them, they can walk away with something they can sell to a chop shop (or drive it into the river, if they feel so inclined).

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  • Nosimplehiway
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    201. There's a new coterie in town. They're slightly younger than the pcs, but quite a bit more incompetent.

    The new coterie has adopted a lame coterie name. ("The Night Knights!', and, yes, the exclamation mark is part of it.) They constantly initiate overly complex Xanatos gambits, which spectacularly blow up in their faces. (Once, literally, with the Brujah's meth lab/organic peanut butter store.) These dumb licks understand the basics of the Traditions (or Code of Milan, as appropriate), but have the insight and scheming ability of eight-year-olds.

    Despite their bumbling naivete, the pcs like the new coterie. They're kind of silly, but genuinely nice people. The newbies keep doing favors for the coterie without understanding how to invoke prestation may have a little bit to do with it. The newbies hold the pcs in a sort of envious awe, hoping to woo the pcs as Mentors. Mainly, the pcs see a little of themselves in these bumbling fools.

    Last week, though, the "Night Knights!" tried their worst plan yet. It managed to break every rule of the sect, humiliate a visiting elder, and remove (accidentally) half the money one of their sires had placed in an investment fund. They also managed to (accidentally) make it look like the pcs did all of this. No one except the pcs seem to have discovered the hijinx, but it is only a matter of time.

    Do the pcs race around trying to undo the damage the "Night Knights!" did, and hide all evidence of their crimes? Do the pcs turn the newbies in, and prove their own innocence? Do they team up with the newbies, fix the flaws in the plan, and take over the city?

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  • Nosimplehiway
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    200. A new church has opened in town, the Sunbeam Gospel Community. It started last year in a tiny store-front in a cheap neighborhood. A month later it moved into an abandoned Circuit City. Sunday attendance topped 17000 last week, in total, across 10 Sunday services, 14 noontime prayer meetings, and a Rock-and-Roll themed Saturday night "Midnight Vëspërs".

    Their rapid growth isn't the only unusual thing about them. They don't seem to have a target demographic. Young, old. Gay, straight. Rich, poor. Black, white. It's as if random people are suddenly getting the spirit and devoting their lives to praise and worship. That, and devoting themselves to a wide range of service projects. There's a soup kitchen, a job training center, a communal day care, and a service that helps old people with household chores.

    Sunbeam's music program has attracted the interest of local Toreador, and their social action committee has impressed Idealist Brujah. Elders, on the other hand, are quite concerned. They remember how quickly religious mania can transform into a torch wielding mob.

    Except, they don't look like a mob. Everyone seems genuinely happy to be there. Maybe... too happy. They constantly (constantly!) smile and only say nice things about others. It's like talking to an actor on a children's show. Regardless of previous habits, members work hard, are kind to strangers, and are unfailingly polite. They maintain themselves and their homes in a simple, tidy fashion. Members never (never!) curse or lose their temper.

    Worse for the kindred population, every single person who attends even one service seems to acquire True Faith 1. Feeding from church members is intensely painful. (Causing one aggravated damage for every feeding.)

    Ghouls who attend have their bonds broken at once, which has happened to one of the pc's ghouls. Researching this, the pcs discover Sunbeam has an aggressive real estate plan, placing bids on dozens of major theaters, nightclubs, and hotels. The church seems to expect even more growth than it looks like from the outside.

    At the rate they are growing, they may become a majority religion in the city within a year or two. Who's behind them? Is this an honest-to-God miracle, or some kind of occult trick? Maybe, a religious oriented mage? Is it like the Stepford Wives, except for religion?

    Can they be stopped?

    Should they be stopped?

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  • Bluecho
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    199) The PCs are Sabbat vampires, who travel from Mexico to join a crusade against a Camarilla city in America. Crossing the border is complicated, though, by being stopped by men in army fatigues and carrying assault rifles. They claim to be border patrol officers, but display neither real uniforms, official identification, nor understanding of law enforcement procedure. It wouldn't take long to realize these "gentlemen" are simply members of a fringe militia group, masquerading as border patrol officers in order to prosecute what they see as a war against an "invasion" of immigrants. (Insert eye-rolling here).

    Dispatching or evading these men should be simple - trivial, even - for a pack of hardened Cainite warriors. The issue that arises, however, is that the PCs fail to kill all of them. At least one will get away by car. If the PCs don't manage to chase him down or track him, he will inform other members of his extremist fraternity, who will be gunning for revenge against what is "clearly" a marauding band of illegal immigrant monsters.

    I mean, they aren't exactly wrong about the PCs being monsters, but...

    Point is, unsuccessful efforts to hunt down the witness will come back to haunt the PCs. They have a schedule to keep - the crusade will not fight itself - but they'll now have more than just the Camarilla to contend with. They'll have a group of hunters, armed and semi-organized and drunk on assurance of their own righteousness. True, they're just as likely to attack Camarilla vampires - or unarmed civilians - as they are the Sabbat PCs, but they're still a threat. Especially to the Masquerade, which even the Sabbat is obligated to defend (grudgingly, and with all the subtlety of a rapid dog).

    On the other hand, they are a group of heavily armed hunters with hate-boners for vampires (and whatever sufficiently non-white bystanders they come across), and they are also pretty stupid. Making them perfect tools to pit against the Sword of Caine's enemies, should they be guided in the right direction. Watch out, though: the Camarilla under siege will doubtless have the same idea.

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  • Bluecho
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    Originally posted by Theodrim View Post
    198, a Tremere Tale.


    ...
    I love everything about this post.

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  • Theodrim
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    Because I should be making sure I'm posting to the VtM forum instead of VtR...

    198, a Tremere Tale.

    Let's face it, it's not every night a vozhd goes tap dancing down Main Street, a rogue Anarch blood sorcerer threatens the status quo, someone with unfortunate marks on their forehead show up, a demon gets unleashed thanks to some puckish roguery, an exsanguinated corpse magically appears in the park and someone needs to be held account for Masquerade violations, or some idiot elder makes a good old fashioned power play that needs be solved with Lure of the Flames with extreme prejudice. Nope, some things are actually dangerous to the natural order.

    The chantry's resident bean counter has had a real burr up his ass again. Things haven't looked this bad since the Great Paperless Chantry War of '07 and we all know how that turned out. One Regent lost her status, three Apprentices ended up fully bound to the Council, two ghouls were reconditioned and returned to "general population", someone's familiar was eaten, and one very confused Gargoyle met Final Death...all because fucking Ted didn't like Clippy and accidentally disabled Excel autosave trying to make him go away. I'm just amazed we were all allowed to remember it, and did I mention Ted is a goddamn asshole who deserves all the shit he gets and we're all glad he was unceremoniously shipped to a chantry in Antarctica and has to subsist on nothing but blood skittles and frozen blood packs? Fuck Ted.

    No, I'm not saying office supply theft is a laughing matter. Quite the opposite. We all know the risks, a bloody fingerprint in the wrong hands or a misplaced piece of letterhead because of fucking Ted can spell real problems for the chantry. Don't get me started on what a Malkavian can do with a box of paper clips that sat for six months in the supply closet. Yeah, sooner or later someone in Vienna is going to notice inconsistencies in the office supply budget line item, and when that happens shit's going down. My talisman is a Montblanc fountain pen for chrissake, and I regret that decision every night of my existence because someone tries to walk off with it at least once a week because "oh, it's just a pen".

    What I'm saying, is things have been quiet for a while and we're due a nice big shitstorm. Tensions have been running high since that idiot fledgling started listening to Cardi B while doing her homework in her room, and everybody's trying to be nice because she's new, but on the other hand we all have Auspex you. dumb. shit. Anyhow, it's not as if Viscount Vladimir von Cocknose is running around the city snatching up reams of paper and staplers thinking, "Behold! This is the clue I need to end The Usurper Menace once and for all!". They're fucking ballpoint pens.

    Nobody's innocent here. We all have our hands in the cookie jar. Even the ghouls are making off with the toilet paper during the daytime, we pay these people "adjunct professor" money and I even saw one of them working at a Taco Bell on his night off. If vanishing toilet paper on Viennese dime helps make ends meet I'm all for it, but unless something's done about it there'll be consequences. I even caught the new Regent sneaking out burner phones and ammo under his trench coat last week. Don't even pretend you don't know where the toner cartridges go.

    We have to put a lid on this before it turns into a real shit sandwich, and we all get a bite. Talk to the quartermaster off the ledge, get the Regent to put his foot down, make a new Ted. Don't care. Don't give me that look, you weren't here during the worst of '07 and don't know how bad things get when we don't have some external threat to rally around. You didn't see the look of terror and betrayal in Yoda's eyes as his life was violently stolen.

    What? no, Yoda was the familiar. The Gargoyle was Team Ted, so fuck him and I hope he's rotting in hell.

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  • Bluecho
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    197) One of the PCs is approached by one of their ghoul, who says that one of the PC's possessions has been stolen. The problem is that the PC would not know what it is, because they don't remember it. The item is an Amulet of Mnemosyne (Rites of the Blood, p. 25-26), a magical item created to house a secret the PC couldn't trust even to their own mind. Due to the amulet's magic, the PC does not remember what the secret is, nor having it stored, nor giving it to the ghoul for safe keeping. The ghoul doesn't know what the secret is either, only that the amulet is no longer where they hid it, with evidence suggesting a burglary.

    This presents two troubling issues. First, the PC knew something so grave they had an amulet created to keep it hidden, even from their own mind. Now that amulet is out in the wild. Second, assuming the PC wasn't a blood sorcerer, they had to contract the services of one to have the amulet made. That blood sorcerer knows of the amulet's existence by default. Is the theft the sorcerer's doing, or is something far stranger going on?

    And what, indeed, WAS so vital about the secret that the PC couldn't trust themselves to keep it? And will whatever it is come back to haunt them, especially now that the amulet has gone missing?

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