Asserting Dominance

With Kreiger dead and the land mystically bound to Kennedy, there was only one thing left to do: Make the other werewolves fall into line. Hal and the rest of us probably talked a bit more than we should have, since it was Kenny's show, but they did call out this other guy, Steiner, who is now in charge of Kreiger's company.

Asshole made a big show of being a sexist pig. Not a smart move, especially then. In that clearing, basking in the light of the full moon... I felt warmer.... wilder.... stronger. I snapped at that fucker and my armor got a lot thicker, startling him. Made sure that dick knew who was in charge.

I got a good look at myself later, I looked like a Hoplite crossed with a Knight. Pretty badass.

Anyway, Andrew, being the clever duck that he is (duck... bird... Thoth... I'm funny) worked out a deal to have him go through the meeting with Amir Kline and get the information we need. We don't even need to be personally involved. Pretty slick.

After that, we all went to the hotel and maybe the fight got my blood pumping or the moonlight got to me, but I was feeling frisky.  Oh yeah, stuff happened.

The next day, Claire and I just hung out in our room, talked about stuff, and I got my painting done. I'm trying to make sure I have little things to remember my adventures... Claire's looking over my shoulder and tells me I've already talked about that.

Well, I'm not sure what's going on, I think we're waiting for word from Leger, Kennedy's werewolf second in command (and a real dick. Seriously, he threatened to ARREST us if we killed anyone when the fight was over. What the fuck? Really? Not to mention a jail isn't going to hold half of us.). I... oh god I can hear Hal and Kenny going at it again... in the shower no less...

I'm going to distract myself with getting some thoughts typed down on here... having better senses can suck sometimes.

So, I've been thinking about this whole situation. Hal seems happy to cast suspicion on Bryn about shoddy intelligence, but I think he's mistaken. She wouldn't be put in charge of MIST if she wasn't trustworthy, right? No, I'm beginning to think our recon gaffs are because of the hole we're trying to plug.

Alaska was... kinda different. We were sent in BECAUSE the recon was shoddy. That agents kept getting killed. Hal wonders why Bryn didn't walk in with a full squad of Valkyries at the start. Maybe I should have him read some books on military tactics. You don't commit your forces to battle when you don't know the makeup of the enemy. Not to mention, a full squad of Valks would have tipped off the titan goons faster than our presence.

Here, on the other hand, we should have known more. Part of the problem is this mission is one of those cloak and dagger, counter-espionage, internal affairs jobs. Chances are, the only one who even knows the real intent of the mission is Bryn. Our story for being here was to investigate the murders, which, by extension, ended up involving the werewolves. If Klein ends up being a part of the hole in MIST, then that's probably a good indicator that information about this region was under-researched.

This whole thing kinda makes me worried. I mean, aren't we all supposed to be on the same side? The Gods and their allies against the Titans? Oh, no. I just had a terrible thought. What if this goes deeper than a vindictive pantheon undermining MIST? What if the traitors are working for the titans?

......

I just heard Andrew's motorcycle take off. What the hell?

So Much for the Big Plan

Mother used to tell me: "A plan never survives contact with the enemy."

I last night hammered that lesson home.

We had planned to retreat several miles southeast to the cliffs of some large lakes. To force a confrontation on our terms. To give us some sort of tactical advantage with the terrain.

Turns out, Krieger had his own plans.

As we neared the meeting place, my mirror in the sky (Which is still a cool trick) let me know just how many damn werewolves we were up against. To say we were out numbered would be like saying "Lexi is pretty." The duel started right then and there, we couldn't retreat. We were penned in on all sides.

Kenny nearly took that fucker, Kreieger's head off with one shot of her rifle. After that he nearly killed her, fortunatly, she transformed and took the fucker down. Hal, myself, and the rest of us were busy battling off the pack, which rushed us when the duel started.

The whole thing was over in seconds, once Kenny dropped Krieger, Lexi did something with her sax that made every werewolf either break and run or drop to the ground. I think she somehow made her sax sound like a dog whistle. Which is both really brilliant and kinda hilarious. Hey, it worked.

So, Kenny finished off Kreiger, making him a sacrifice to the land, then this wood nymph showed up out of this big sacred tree. She hauled Kenny into herself in some sort of binding ritual that scared the shit out of the lot of us, but Kenny was released okay.

There's just one big problem, now.

Kreiger's dead, and we still haven't gotten the information about MIST's mole.

Fuck.

Battle Plans

Kennedy is now a werewolf and, as I suspected, bound to Krieger. Oh, she can still fight him, but it will take all of her willpower to do it, because her body won't want to. Bastard. Hal's pretty pissed, though he acts like it's all a personal attack against him. The guy is positively clingy.

He and I took verbal snipes at each other while Kenny was recovering from her change. I think I managed to crack that exterior or something, because he began to joke back at me. I didn't know he had it in him. I thought he was all "srs bznis".

So, Kenny is wolfing (ha!) down plates of food while we talk strategy. At this point, I've given up. No idea is good enough and nobody is willing to commit to a plan.

Tactics wise, Kreiger has home-turf advantage AND he has a leg up on Kenny in the duel. He's been a werewolf far longer than her and he's got their little blood bond working in his favor. The obvious solution is to turn his overconfidence against him and strike when his guard drops. If there was a way to silver Kenny's claws without hurting her, I'd consider doing that before the duel starts. Anything we can do to give her an advantage Krieger won't see coming.

As to what the rest of us do, it's agreed we'll hafta deal with Krieger's closest supporters, those who wont bow to Kenny when she wins (and she will, dammit). Now, we're running around in circles trying to come up with a plan and I'm just getting tired of it. If what we've dealt with so far is a sign of how the rest are, we'll have no problem turning them into goo.

We need to strike when the time is right, though.

And no one can decide on what that time should be.

We are so boned....

A Duel and a Goddess

So, that werewolf that decided to make Claire a chewtoy? Yeah, I cut the bastard in half. IN HALF! They should be scared of me now. :D

So, here's what happened next: Kennedy challenged Krieger for leadership of the pack. It's pretty badass, but... a little bit more than dangerous. I mean, for what we learned so far, Krieger already violates their traditions, so how can we expect him to honor any agreements we make?

Hal has had a similar thought and plans on watching Krieger and his flunkies like a hawk.

Hal... Hal has me pissed off. Every time a mission turns out to be harder than initially advertised, he blames Bryn, like she has it in for us. We live dangerous fucking lives, what does he expect to happen? Since when is any of this supposed to be EASY? I mean, take the events in Alaska, when Bryn showed up with an army. Hal got all suspicious, but I mean, you don't commit forces to battle unless you know the makeup of the battlefield.

Maybe it's because I was trained for this sort of thing that I can see it in ways he doesn't?
Anyway, I'm getting off track.

So, it was agreed that Ken would be bitten and turned into a werewolf so she could face Krieger. Turns out, her mother wasn't very happy. Yeah, when we got back to the hotel, The Morrigan was waiting to chew Kenny a new one. I've NEVER seen her look that scared.

We had a chat with this AMAZING hottie who turned out to be a girl named Rhiannon and, not only is she Kenny's other mother (Is it me, or is there a lot of girl/girl going on around us?) but is also Claire's half-sister. She.. didn't take that well. I had to calm the poor girl down. She's mad that her father never told her about having other family.

Come to think of it, I wonder if I have any other half-siblings. It's not like my old man has even so much as MET me, yet...

I don't wanna think about this, I'm going to bed... out of habbit... I'm still not tired...

This child of a god thing really wares on you.

Hunter and Hunted

I fucked up....
I totally fucked up...

My mistake got someone else hurt.

Bryn warned me of this, and it doesn't feel good. It's not like I charged off into battle or anything. I was trying to be careful. Claire got hurt and it was my fault.
I'm pampering my girlfriend as an elaborate "I'm sorry." She's sleeping right now, so I'm getting this filled out (which is also why the last journal was so short. She can be a demanding woman.).

So, yeah, Wener Kreiger "ambushed us" as we got into the castle grounds. He tried to play the suave Sean Connery angle and we tried to play innocent. Though, he saw right through our ruse. He took a special interest in Lexi (and who wouldn't?) and tried to cart her off alone to "show her around".

Thing is, the reinactment is some sort of hunt. Usually animals, Kreiger claimed, though he dropped the word "Scion" in there. He also tried to relieve me of my axe (hidden in a guitar in a guitar case) and separate Ken from her wolf (who didn't like Krieger one bit). We talked our way out of that, but Claire let me know that we'd become surrounded.

After we got away from Krieger it became obvious that we weren't going to be allowed to leave. I got my axe out and we ducked inside a nearby building. I blessed my axe with silver and did the same for Lexi's dagger. Kenny told us the building wasn't secure enough for a siege and we decided to head for the basement and make a break for it through what (we hoped) would be a secret passage.

Then I tripped. Me. My divine ichor makes me capable of balancing on a wire in a hurricane, but I still managed to trip over my own damn feet.

I stumbled into Claire and at that moment, a werewolf burst into the room from the back and bit Claire in the leg like a chew-toy. Then more werewolves started breaking down the front door and....

I have to cut this short. Claire just woke up and she wants more attention.
At least I'm getting plenty of sex out of this, as well, so it's not a total loss.

Barking up a Tree

So, another night passed with no sex....
I'm beginning to think I'm going to have to just ambush Claire and pull her into my room, or something.

Anyway, we all got together this morning and discussed the plans. Another attack had happened last night (I wanted to go check things out, but noooooo, can't listen to the crazy greek chick... I think Claire is rubbing off on me.). During our planning, Andrew mentioned that the people that Kline was dealing with, that Kreiger company, are behind the attacks. Fan-fucking-tastic.

After a lot of discussion, it was decided that us girls would go to the castle and spy on the meeting while the boys would go investigate the latest murder. Hal insisted on sending one of his guys with us who knew German. Claire got royally pissed off and shouted them down on the matter.

I took the chance, as we headed to the castle, to snap some photos and I noticed that the city had this constant motif of a horseman and a wolf. I told Lexi to ask about it, since the locals looked... suspicious of us. Lexi talked up this cute university student and we learned a lot from her. Long story short, the place has had a lot of werewolf attacks over the years and it seems tied into the Kreiger family.

We finally got into the castle... and were surprised by Kreiger!

Sorry, you don't get to find out what happened, yet. Been a long day and I need a rest.

Jahwol!

You know, not needing to sleep every few weeks has its advantages and disadvantages. On the up side, I can get a lot more done during the hours I would normally be sleeping. On the downside, when the time comes to hurry up and wait, there's not a lot to do.

Good thing I brought my art supplies with me.

Right now, were in Germany. Actually, a small free-state inside Germany. We're in Thuringia, near the Wartburg Castle. It's really quite pretty here. It's a shame we're here on such serious business. Maybe our cover as documentary filmmakers will give me a chance to see the sights. I didn't take the time in Alaska.

Everyone who needs to sleep (Lexi) has gone to bed. I'm taking a break from my watercolors to update from Claire's laptop. Claire is flipping through the late-night German TV. Mostly weird programs and soft-core porn. We're waiting for Kenny to show up. She was on a job for her pantheon and we could really use her tracking skills.

So, why are we in Germany? Well, we've got a double mission, of sorts. We need to get the ball rolling on an investigation. Apparently there's a traitor (or traitors) inside MIST. Many of the thralls in Alaska were armed with MIST issue weaponry (so that's where all the munitions came from). So, we're here to confirm that a MIST agent (a guy named Klein) is meeting with a German arms-dealer named Werner Krieger.

In addition to our... surveillance, I guess, is we have to investigate what the local papers are calling "Wolf Attacks". I don't know about you, but I've never heard of any wolf that attacks cars (unless it's the size of the Valkyrie's wolves...) or pulls people into trees. We're suspecting werewolves, though, now that I think about it, isn't there some sort of big wolf that the Norse deal with? Not the Fenris wolf, smaller ones. Hm... maybe I'll bring that up tomorrow.

Either way, we have to check that out and deal with it. That's why we need Kenny, she's got the most wilderness experience of all of us.

On a side note: Everyone's been giving me odd looks. Lexi, Andrew, Hal... now Claire... what's going on? Claire asked me if I was feeling alright, but I'm fine. I just want to be left alone with my art right now. Is that so wrong?