World of Darkness (White Wolf) cool1: test44

The night after the ritual was complete, you find yourself walking out of your Ethics class lecture pondering if made the right choice coming here. So many things about this place are like visiting a foreign country where folks almost speak the same language as you. The others went ahead without you since you had to drop a letter in the mailbox on the other side of the building. Hopefully your family realizes you didn’t forget about them. Ever since you arrived at the school, things have been moving a pace you aren’t exactly comfortable with. It’s nice having a few moments with just yourself and your thoughts. This place is definitely a marvel to look at, “Do the others even notice?” You muse to yourself.

ou can tell they are making an effort to include you when they talk about music, movies, and shared culture in general. You wonder if it’s as exhausting for them as it is you. As you walk past the Amphitheater, you feel a strange Resonance...a taste of bitter anger mixed with black shadows. A split second later, the street lamps blink out one by one and are surrounded by an unnatural inky black darkness. You hear whispers and see darting shapes in the inky blackness . Whatever it is, it’s almost right on top of you now. That’s when you see the eyes, not just eyes, but glowing eyes and smiling teeth. You are feeling very outnumbered at the moment. They are speaking but you can’t make out exactly what they are saying to you. The oppressive darkness and whispers are coming from all around you. It is making you dizzy and disoriented all the while, it’s getting harder and harder to concentrate on your surroundings. As you start to pass out, you feel the warmth of the Sun rising above the water on the lake. The light grows and grows until it envelopes you. That’s when you hear the shrieks as the blighted shadows are burned off by approaching light. The light grows dim and you see a figure standing above you. It’s Magnus. He seems to be holding the fading remnants of a glowing Sun in his hands. Magnus holds out his hand to you, “Geez, somebody really doesn’t like you. That was some serious Mojo! What the HELL did you do that warranted using that kind of shadow magic against you?” You explain to him that you have been cursed for deaths of a Verbena coven during the Salem Witch Trials. “Well, that narrows it