Neo-Penthu's Journal



We arrived back at my place, urgently looking for a secure base to regroup and reevaluate the position we were in. We also needed to allow for Max-Isu's khat time to heal while his Ba faced judgement. After double checking the locks, we rested ourselves. Clearly Luxor was in greater peril by a much more potent enemy than we had anticipated.

With Ra's blessing we awoke to the manifestation of Geb, Max's spirit companion. He advised us that Max had faced the Judges and had returned from Duat. Even now we wait for his full resurrection. Professor Gamil has said that the time this can take varies, dependent on the power of Max's Ba soul.

Max made his way to my new home soon enough, he told us stories of how dangerous the land of the dead was - full of storms and roving bands of armed ghosts.

We discussed our predicament at some length and decided that since we seem to be at a disadvantage in potency we might make up for that by way of gaining information. The maxim, knowledge is power, may become our motto. Clearly while we may have resurrected into healthy bodies, they were still all too fragile as Max had proven. Even Nazariah has wounds that make me wince.

Rising up, I went to Azim's abode once more, thinking that knowing his mortal contacts may prove useful. Back on my feet, I thought about death once more: so many times it happens so fast you trade your passion for glory. One should not lose one's grip on the dreams of the past; one must fight just to keep them alive.

It's the Eye of the Horizon,
It's the thrill of the fight,
Rising up to the challenge of our rival.
And the last known survivor
Stalks his prey in the night,
And he's watching them all
With the Eye of the Horizon.

While I watched remotely, Max watched spiritually unbeknowest to me. I thought he had gone to see some Osiris worshiping ghosts and had stayed there - but he had taken the initiative to do some intel gathering of his own. Little happened, Azim had been out earlier and returned to some beefed up security detail. Probably a little nervous after the audacious attack on their elder.

Meantime, Nazariah investigated our last known location for another Set worshiping devil -
Ghaffar. It was at a Sufi mosque/study centre. In its bowels all scraps of personal property of Ghaffar's was taken. However, hidden behind a bookcase was the entranceway to a modest Temple to Set, a fully darkened room - protected against the sunlight the Followers of Set despise so very much.

Professor Gamil gave us warning that the police seemed to be on the lookout for a group of people who matched our description in association with an assault charge. It seems the avoidance of official medical care was to the benefit of the group: our description was circulated to local hospitals along with possible injuries we might have sustained. Thankfully the cult has at least one member who works within a hospital.

Nazariah and I then went on a mission of utmost importance: The retrieval of Max's motorbike. I cannot fully speak of this in my journal, as words have power as you well know. An encrypted 16-page report of this crucial intelligence can be acquired with the necessary passcodes from Professor Gamil or myself.

Max kept himself occupied at Azim's overhearing a phone conversation that may well have been about us

if they are spotted or brought in let me know


We began to formulate a new plan. On the Setite witch's sarcophagus were many inscriptions. The outside was the normal funeral writings but we calculated a clue to a name may be found within. I strongly warned of the dangers of the mission. While it have been the case that she had sought out a new still hidden sanctuary - it is also possible that she had doubled her security measures after the attack instead.

We decided that Nazariah would go back, in the form of her ka. For reasons of his own, Max decided he'd tag along. As it turns out this was a good idea. In order that they might see in dark places, Nazariah learned a new spell: Ghost Lantern; it would allow them to illuminate in the spirit world.

So we parked up as close as the road went and Nazariah left the confines of her body as I steadfastly defended it from harm. They returned to the resting place of the Setite elder and found it had been thoroughly tidied: No sign of the struggle that took place here previously was visible. The previously animated statues now stood still in their shattered alcoves. Nazariah pushed her head and shoulders into the sarcophagus, and there she could see the writings within. It is embarrassing to record what happened next, but suffice it to say that Max was needed to read what they said. We found a name for our nemesis. As for the nemesis herself? Absent, fled to some dark and unspeakable hiding place, no doubt.

The name was Anat. Presumably this was a sobriquet as, I remember in my studies with the Cult of Isis, Anat was a wife of Set. I even remembered that this name was recorded in their archives with reference possibly to the Red Temple of Thebes.


Armed with this knowledge we returned to hidden Cult of Isis library beneath the Coptic Chapel of the Virgin Mary and drawing upon the memories of academic studies from my first life I quickly located the reference. I summarize our findings thusly:

She was the last of the formidable elders of the Theban court [red temple of thebes], said to have been embraced in the time of Ptolemy VII (2nd Century BCE, I believe) but spent much of her time in the sleep of ages. Once her city began to decline she began a practice of sleeping in torpor out in the desert and only waking every few centuries. It was believed that she eventually fled south after a conflict with a group of Arabian undead. A member of the Shemsu-Heru was in town with the Cult at the time and saw no reason to intervene, pleased that the dangerous and elusive elder had been driven away by a lesser evil.

There was also a legend attached that many centuries ago she has removed her heart with the arts of her clan and then made a deal with a group of power hungry mortal mages to enchant it so that she cannot die until it is destroyed and then to hide it away in the dark, the mages were then tricked and betrayed - killed so none would know [The legend is sourced from one of their retainers who went on to join the cult of isis].



Memories from the first life



Back in Thebes, the plot was growing dark and thick. We were all of us, invited to meet with High Priest Amenhotep at the temple of Karnak at night by Nomarch Khayan. I decided that discretion was probably required so declined to advise my mistress of the meeting.

We met outside of the temple, and Heruhotep told us of some useful information to be shared at the meeting and that Heruhotep had been given a stern talking to by a senior Priest of Anubis about asking awkward questions.

It wasn't just a the High Priest, with him was a younger man named Seshet-kheru - a wandering priest of Horus. During the discussion that followed between us, Heruhotep revealed her chilling news. She had uncovered the purpose of the hem-ka-shabti rite. It's superficial effect is the housing of a soul of the recently deceased in a shabti figure, but that is nothing compared with what this implies. Whomever said certain prayers over the shabti figure would have at their disposal whatever abilities and influence the person possesed in life.

This was meant to be used to preserve the knowledge and influence of trusted servants, but with the vizier's planned prayer ceremony at the funeral: could it be he plans to steal the pharaoh's influence and perhaps then ascending to the throne?

Isu reported smelling frankincense, (odour el-Libyan) on another occasion, but to be frank I was paying more attention to the Nomarch's impressive beer swigging at the time so I didn't quite catch the context - I think he was talking to the Vizier about something.

We decided that we could not allow the Vizier to grab that much power and we would do what we could to interfere with his plans, but to not reveal our intentions to him until the last possible moment. How we hoped to achieve that I do not know, I have a feeling that together we might just be able to pull this off.

But, I must inform my mistress of this dark treachery. If things go wrong, and the Vizier succeeds but knows that I tried to stop him, the consequences would be dire for both of us.



Apologies to Steve who won't have time to have read this.
Mars Electronics initial assault
Thomas climbed some large crate containing shelves at grabbed the laser which came away very easily. So easily that Thomas was caught off balance and began to fall backwards. As if he had disturbed a nest, a swarm of seething black spiders swarmed across him. Undeterred Thomas continued his assault haring through the warehouse when a pain from within his bowels made him double over. Wretching, spiders began to come forth from surprised lips.

Between them they searched the place, an adjoining office and exterminated spiders. The sound of police sirens approached. They continued the search and mutually decided to stay, despite the approaching sunrise. Except brave Danior: when danger reared its ugly head, he bravely turned his tail and fled. When the police SWAT team arrived they had hidden themselves between crates and walls, with Thomas in a crate of GPS devices.

Go to sleep, little one
As the police searched the place, the sun rose. Alberto collapsed into an aisle and the SWAT team had a dead body on their hands. They called in "McPheeley" who took Alberto away in a bodybag before ordering a full search.

When Thomas' crate was opened Thomas suggested to the SWAT guy that he was not in fact in the box. Reg woke up in time to avoid the search sweep and Gideon kept alert enough to do so anyway.

After some time Mr Kurtz, the CEO of Mars Electronics, arrived. After being told about the break in, and the captured vampire Kurtz began to look through his bag. Pulling out a mirror he searched the warehouse through it, his eyes meeting with Gideon's. Gideon struck a necrofying blow and Kurtz retaliated by burning an agonizing hole into Gideon, diving out of the way and hoping his security detail that appeared as if from nowhere, would take care of Gideon. Gideon staring at half a dozen automatic weapon held by semi monstrous freaks decided to turn into ash as they began to fire.

Danior slept happily at the Circus with some travelling folk.
Alberto experienced unlife in a tube of blue goo, with occasional (nightmares?) of trenches, barbed wire, babies in bits, mass rapes etc with an incessant soundtrack of violins, guitar and a cowbell.

When Reg awoke again he realized the place was still occupied, army personnel this time. He decided to sneak out and head back to the Circus. Where he met with Danior at the Renaissance fair. To their surprise they met with the Autumn Queen who was Astarte from Malta. They talked for a while - Astarte believing the time for the vial to be revealed must be at hand to account for the strange coincidence of meeting again...the currents of fortuitous chance rode in her wake she explained mysteriously. She warned though, that revealing the vial would require a trauma of the very worst kind - it was deeply part of his being.

Let's make a deal
Alberto woke, melded at the circus and went to Cavendish and asked to find his friends and why he awoke at the Circus. Cavendish said it was because he had presumably gone to sleep there, but offered a deal to 'redirect' some children towards Mars Electronics in exchange for the whereabouts of his friends. This he did persuading a bus driver that he was directing them to a suitable place to park where they will be picked up for an audience with Cavendish, and found the locations of his friends.

Then he wanted Tamoszius returned, with faculties intact. The price was to be potentially under surveilance wherever he is by the circus, to be 'inclined' towards helping the circus towards its ends. He agreed, Cavendish suggested it might take an hour or two to arrange.

Thomas awoke, opened the crate, told everyone he hid there during the break-in, and was given military escort from the scene. Toreador for the win. He headed to Riverthrush to fill him in. At first Riverthrush was confused but when it was revealed the building was thought to be owned by Mars Electronics, he became much more interested and was surprised that they had attacked so hastily. He was alarmed about the spider incident, and identified a bane infection within Thomas. Thomas figured it was about time he saw Annabelle.
Bitter Crusade X
Dying Embers I


The Itinerant Company passed through the ruined gates and scorched walls of Zara, all the while making their way through refugees leaving the city, and the bereaved wandering aimlessly through the raped city.
A very different place to the beautiful Hungarian trading city that they had seen upon their initial arrival . After some debate they made for the large tavern beneath which Prince Gari was lairing, but after making their way there, found only a scorched pile of ruble where the opulent taverna used to stand. Volund and others sought in vain through the wreckage for any sign of Gari, his secret chambers beneath the building, or the precious metals he owed them. After coming to the conclusion that they would never again accept a hire from a childe of Malkav without some kind of down-payment, they decided to search the harbour and docks for a ship that may take them after the Crusade, or for anyone that may relate to them exactly what had happened to Zara while they were away.
At the harbour they found the bay deserted, no longer were their twenty thousand Crusaders moored off-shore, and only a scant few merchant vessels stood at anchor in the dark waters of Dalmatia.
As they stood talking a robed figure who had been standing by the docks suddenly took notice of Mortius, and seeing that he was noticed himself, moved to approach. Brother Anthony walked toward him, and was greeted by the young monk who introduced himself as Brother Euginious, a messenger from Narses and monk of the abey of St Pentelaimon. He greeted Mortius with a humble demeanour and told him that he had been waiting by the docks of Zara for more than two weeks to give him a letter from the Archbishop of Nod, upon finishing he produced a scroll from the folds of his grey robe, housed in a leather tube and sealed with the symbol of Narses in red wax.
The letter told Mortius, and thus the Company, whom to make contact with in the event the Crusade sailed for either Jerusalem of Constantinople.
In the event of Jerusalem it was a Bishop Federa, and in the event that the Crusade should sail for Constantinople, it was a Cainite named Bishop Alfonso, to be found in the Venetian quater.
Stowing the letter in his own cloak, Mortius led Eugenius back to the Company, and from there they proceeded to the tavern where Eugenius had lodgings.
Round a table in the inn they learned that some months after they had departed Zara for Toth the Crusaders had turned upon an increasingly hostile populace, burning the city, looting it's wealth for their debts to the Venetian navy, and then leaving it in it's wake as they set sail for New Rome.
For it would seem that some time ago the Byzantine Emperor Isaac II was deposed, blinded, and imprisoned by his own brother, the new Emperor Alexius III. The son of the now deceased Isaac, also called Alexius, had come to the mortal leaders of the Fourth Crusade, ofering to use Byzantine wealth to pay their debts and Byzantine soldiers to aid their assault of Jerusalem, if they would but put him upon his rightful throne.
At last, and with no where else to turn, the noble leaders of the Crusade had agreed, and even now sailed east.
After informing Eugenius of their reasons for leaving Zara so that he might pass word to Prince Narses, they debated the course they might take to Byzanium, to catch up with the fleet. On the one hand was the longer but perhaps swifter route by sea, on the other hand the shorter yet more cragnannyfied land route, across the Balkans. The latter was chosen by merit of it's increased cragnannyfication factor.
And so, leaving Zara behind, and much to Dragovich's dismay, they embarked upon yet another lengthy journey to the east, sailing down the mighty Danube and passing through many great city's along their route.
In April of 1204, the boat they had hired to take them on the last leg of the journey reached the huge battlements of The Queen of Citys, and found the numerous armed ships of the Crusaders moored outside it's walls in the Bosphorous. Sailing through they came to one of the half empty harbours and disembarked.
Passing though the greatest battlements in Europe they entered the metropolis of Constantinople, with all it's high walls, golden domes, slender towers, pillared villas, wide thoroughfares, and eastern flavour.
After almost a century of wandering Baradeus was home at last.
Wandering the streets of that most cosmopolitan of cities, they were all struck by it's beauty and uniqueness, The Dream that is Constantinople.
They decided it best that they make contact with Bishop Alfonso in the Venetian Quater as soon as possible, and so they set off, Mortius looking at the striking skyline of the city thinking that it perhaps reminded of one he had seen before, if only in dreams.
They reached the walled suburb of the Venetian Quiater, where the guardsmen, noting that they were not natives of the city, let them pass, all save Baradeus who was dressed in the old attire of the Byzantine infantry. Looking at Baradeus suspiciously he told him to surrender his weapons before entering, and just as soon forgot when Baradeus applied his arts of Dominate to his weak mind.
They soon found the centre of the Quater, and thus the most likely place for Bishop Alfonso. It was a large governor's house of wood and stone with guardsmen in Venetian livery at the door. Showing the guards the seal of Venice, and informing them that they were there to see the Bishop, they were allowed inside. They were led into an opulen waiting room of red velvet drapes and panelled wood, dimly lit by lamplight.
After waiting for some time the majordomo of the house came to them offering refreshments, and then ushering in the zombie-like yet beautifull girls when they acepted. At last they were led before Bishop Alfonso, a tall dark haired man with hawkish features and dressed in robes remeniscent of those a Cardinal might wear. They formally introduced them selves and told him of their purpose, showing him the seal and letter of Narses.
He questioned about their deeds and intentions, before saying that there was a deed that they could do in the city for Narses.
A prominent Cainite among the Obertus named Gesu, a childe of the Dracon, needed to be removed. This he said, would make things smoother for both the Crusade and the City. Gesu was an obsticle, he said, and even more would die if he continued to live.
Wouls they do this deed for their liege he asked, they must discuss the matter they answered, and so with some iritation he bade them return to the waiting room, saying he wished for an answer before they left his house.
They returned to the antechamber and debated what course to take, Baradeus the most undecided of all, and resolving to enlist the aid of Vykos as he had spoken ill of Gesu to Baradeus in the past, they returned to Alfonso and agreed. He gave them the location of the Monastery of the Divinity Within, where Gesu and his ghouled monks could be found.
They left the Venetian Quater and devided their company, Mortius and Gregoire to go to Lady Alexia the Cappadocian, to whom all new arrivals in the city must report, and Volund, Maeduin, and Baradeus went to seek out Myca Vykos, if indeed he had returned there after Toth.
When Mortius and Gregoire arrived at the Mausoleum they went to the back entrance as instucted, and knocked but receaved no answer from any within the dark building. Knocking harder there door swung open slightly, and with their heightened senses they heard a wet growling sound from within.
Fearing that something may be amiss Gregoire, cloaked by Obfuscate, ventured into the darkness, seeing that the sounds enamated from a dark stairwell at the corner of the large room. Creeping as he went he approached the stairs, descending slowly and carefully. Upon reaching the bottom he saw a long subterranean chamber hewn from the stone and lined with a myriad of large stone sarcophagus's . At the near end was a tall pale skinned dark haired woman, staked through the heart and sprawled with an expression of fixed horror. At the far end was a finely dressed man with blood on his face, leaning over one of the sarcophagus's and seemingly draining the body that lay therin, frenzied, and unaware of the obfuscated Gregoire.
But as always, Gregoire was betrayed by himself, and stepped upn a loose flagstone alerting the diablerist to his prescance.
Looking up with a start, the man charged across the chamber, and stoped only when Gregoire aplied the arts of confusion to his mind. He then turned to the woman, and attempting to remove the stake, shouted for Mortius, who began to run toward the sound.
Over coming his befuddlement the frenzied Cainite resumed his charge toward Gregoire, and seizing him began to go for his throat.
Mortius reached the bottom of the spiral staircase and seeing what was happening thought fast and using all his strength, unstaked the female Cappadocian, who immediately grasped the frenzied Cainite and flung him so hard across the chamber that cracks apeared in the stone wall he impacted.
Then stooping over him she took out a dagger from the folds of her black dress and begad to inflict deep cuts upon him, spilling all his vitae on to the foor and sending him into Torpor.
Then turning toward Mortius and Gregoire, thanked them, and introduced herself as Lady Alexia of clan Cappadocian, and the man on the floor as Markus Musa Giovanni.
Meanwhile Baradeus led Volund and Maelduin to an abey where he dimly remembered that Vykos and Symeon may be found. After introducing themselves to the monk at the door they were given entry into the spascious knave of the building, all quiet save for the soft shuffling of feet or the low murmur of voices.
After a time the monk returned with Myca Vykos walking behind him, dressed in robes both fine and plain. He seemed pleased to see them, and after taking them aside answered their questions about Gesu, saying to Baradeus that the time had come for him to serve his city oncemore, though he seemed not to know they had already been employed for the very task. He told them of what had passed between Gesu and Symeon, his own sire. And of how Symeon both loved and hated his brother, but could not free himself from him. He told them of how Gesu refused to leave the city nor send the library of the forgotten away to safety as Symeon would do in his place. He would only meditate on the nature of his own Immaculate Union and his Divinity Within, and so they entirety of the Obertus were doomed to stay in Constantinople and suffer his fate.
When Vykos saw that Baradeus and his cohorts were ready to slay Gesu, he told them of an unused entranceway into his monastery that they may pass through unheeded, and told them to act swiftly, for time was now in short supply, both for them, and Constantinople itself...


As of last week the Itinerant Company is officialy 20 sessions old.

July 2017

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