The Infinity Chantry

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This proud Victorian-style manor stands in the city's residential area. No one knows it's exact location as the manor seems to find those it deems worthy of entry rather than the other way around. Past the wrought metal gates a stone path threads its way up to the wooden porch and the house's main door. A sign reads "Infinity Club: Members Only". On the gate itself, a "Wet Paint" sign "coincidentally" turns aside those with only casual interest in the structure. Stepping inside brings one into the mansion's entry hall, which has been converted into a small club. A scattering of tables, chairs and couches offer places to relax and talk, while a well-stocked bar, a jukebox and a dartboard offer other distractions. Beyond them all a number of warded doorways and staircases lead deeper into the manor proper. (Tradition Magi and Allies only)

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Charles Peril, Order of Hermes: *Enters*

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Luke (Custos): *From the guest wing, a Custos in green plaid boxers and a white tee shirt comes padding out, heading for the kitchen. He's singing, taking advantage of the high ceiling's acoustics* "If my words did glow with the gold of sunshine, and my tunes were played on the harp unstrung. Would you hear my voice come through the music? Would you hold it near as it were your own?"

Luke (Custos): *He crosses the main lobby and disappears into the kitchen on the other side, letting the door leading in swing shut. The singing is now a bit muffled, and the sounds of the refrigerator opening and closing can be heard* "It's a hand-me-down, the thoughts are broken. Perhaps they're better left unsung? I don't know, don't really care. Let there be songs to fill the air!"

Luke (Custos): "Ripple in still water... when there is no pebble tossed, nor wind to blow..." *He emerges with a large glass of brownish liquid, singing still, as he crosses through again* "Reach out your hand if your cup be empty. If your cup is full, may it be again. Let it be known there is a fountain, that was not made by the hands of men..."

Luke (Custos): *He sips the protein shake, and wrinkles his nose, telling himself he likes carob whey powder, he LIKES carob whey powder... he likes... okay, well, he's gonna drink it anyway*

Luke (Custos): *He disappears into the hall leading to the first floor guest wing, and is gone, for now*

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Vic Tannenbaum, Eiluned Private Eye: *Enters*

Vic Tannenbaum, Eiluned Private Eye: *Enters*

: Anyone here

Herself the Elf: *pokes theJaer* madboi! *giggles*

theJaer OOC: It's a pOisonGirl!

theJaer OOC: I still have the yahoo and hotmail email addresses if you can find them pOisonGirl. If not leave a message here. I have skype and discord.

: Who is pOisonGirl?

: How are your characters dealing with the Coronavirus? Seth has used Life magick to make himself immune and is volunteering at the local hospital to use Life magick to cure people. He believes the Traditions could cure the coronavirus faster than the Technocracy and get people to believe in magick again

Saul *Saytr Goth Grump*: (It seems to me that theres never anything major that happens in the world without a BIG w.o.d. supernatural forces game involved. This could be like the East Orients version of NurGall rising from the tombs and spreading his rat-minions abroad or something equally over the top. Its never just people doing people stuff. The Technocracy clearly has a plan, and that plan is for you to STAY IN YOUR HOMES. And its probably a pretty good plan, and the Weaver agrees. The Wyrm does not)

: Yeah I agree the Technocracy would want us to stay in our homes. Trrue Tradition Mages protest for freedom and defy the Technocratic stay at home orders :-D

: I saw a bunch of people protesting the lockdown today... I guess in the WoD they would be Verbena and Sons of Ether :-D

Luke: *Falls down the stairs*

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Here with ornate chairs set around a large circular wooden table, the Mages of the Infinity Chantry discuss the affairs of Magic.
The Streets of Necropolis (0)
A slowly flickering streetlight illuminates this dark street. All roads though town lead to this main road. Shadowy figures dart in and out of alleyways, and only the brave or foolish remain here long.

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