Revelations and Declarations

This is fan created fiction about a character in a Werewolf: the Apocalypse live action role playing game run by Mind's Eye Society. If you are a fellow player, please remember that anything you read here is considered out of character knowledge. If you are a lawyer, please don't sue me; I'm not making any money off of this and it's just for fun.

Revelations and Declarations
by Simon W

Autumn was coming to the mountains. The mornings were cool, the air was clear, thus far no fires had threatened. Inge was harvesting the vegetables from her garden and putting up supplies for the winter. It was an artifact of an earlier time but with the chaos that Pentex had managed to wreck with their plague, it seemed even more important than usual to Inge to depend less on the conveniences of modern society and more on the simpler pace of living in harmony with Gaia.

Things had been quiet lately. Some troubling rumors from Texas had her concerned. But with no tales sung and no public judgement from those tasked by Luna to do so, Inge was starting to think that they were simply rumors.  They had to be. Surely no Gaian would be as unflinchingly foolish as the rumors whispered.

The little Fog spirit that followed Inge everywhere she went manifested in front of her. She was surprised because normally it was far more subtle about getting her attention. "What do you...?" she began to ask but it stopped her.

"Just listen," it whispered.

As one, all of the spirits of the sept began keening and wailing in unison. Their grief and their anger were overwhelming. For a while it was incomprehensible and Inge could do nothing but bear witness to the spirits. She stood, arms held awkwardly around her pregnant belly, and listened as she'd been asked.

Finally, recognizable words and phrases made their way through the cacophony.

"Dead"
"She's dead"
"Murdered"
"Retaliation for our murder"
"We warned you; you did not listen"
"Murdered"
"Dead"

"Unicorn is dead. Murdered while She slept, vulnerable and unarmed. Who is next? How far does this go? Killing of the Incarnae has begun."

Inge began to shake; with grief, with rage; she practically vibrated in sympathy with the spirits. There was a reason those rumors had been so troubling. There was a reason Gaians didn't simply destroy Wyrm incarna, even if it seemed like a prime opportunity. There were RULES!

She finally was able to motivate herself to action when the Elder Child of Gaia theurge came raging and screaming to the sept. There were things that needed doing, people to be contacted, psychological triage to be seen to. She pulled out her phone and started frantically texting.

As she made her way to the central area of the sept she was already compiling lists in her head. Tea for the Elder, check on her sister, check on her friends, find out what Fog required...

Out of the corner of her eye she saw new spirits arriving. They came with determination in their eyes. Their black horns gleamed in the Autumn light.

Black Unicorn was awake. He was angry. And he wanted vengeance.