(6:14:48 PM) IS-st: The group makes their way to the Holbrook private airfield which is rapiddly be coming a very nice little place with the in flux of Spartain Enterprises and Shadow Lord Monies.  There, ready to go is Kazumi, her preflight is done and all they have to do it load up.  Soon they are winging their way westward with the setting sun.  The flight itself is short, a little over 90 minutes and
(6:14:49 PM) IS-st: they land outside of Vegas at the private airfield some of them have been to before.  Waiting for them in the Concourse is Drake, the Beta of the Spoke, and a crowd of about 20 attractive women with a variety of purebreeds eveident in the group.  (Con't)
(6:20:38 PM) IS-st: He ushers them onto the flight after a brief, less than chaste kiss for his "sister", sending her up front to join the pilot and co-pilot, having arrainged for her to score some hours in a larger plane.  The corporate jet easily holds the whole group and their luggage, and about 30 minutes after their arrival in Vegas, they are back in the air, heading North towards seattle.  There
(6:20:39 PM) IS-st: are drinks and food to be had, mostly served by the women in the Shadow Lord's Entourage.  He remains mostly silent, sipping on his whiskey and watching the world go by.  the flight is only about 3 hours and they land in a small private airfield, where they unpack and head out into the cool evening air.  (Con't)
(6:21:50 PM) Kifel-spectating [Kifel@g-01-83-16-411.hsd4.il.comcast.net] entered the room.
(6:29:00 PM) IS-st: They aren't on the ground for very long, as their cargo is loaded onto another, smaller plane, and Drake and the women take this time to change into decidely expensive winter gear.  "Now is a good time to change, if you want," he tells them.  And in about another 45 minutes, they are back in the air, in a ATR 42 Cargo plane.  (http://prntscr.com/nsl0ow)  This one barely reaches cruizing
(6:29:00 PM) IS-st: height before its coming in for a landing at a small, farm-like air strip that have recently been cleared of snow.  From here, they are loaded into a pair of trucks, along with the women and crates of cargo, all of them marked IS-Arizona, as well as a number of sleds.  The plane is taking off about the time the group heads off into the woods.  (con't)
(6:29:17 PM) `Kenzie` [sweetthang@50.34.wvs.qyr] entered the room.
(6:29:25 PM) `Kenzie` is now known as `Kenzie`Spec
(6:33:16 PM) IS-st: The woods have an odd feeling to them, like for the first time many of you truely gotten away from the world of man.  It truely is a wyld place.  The tempature plummets as they drive deeper into the woods and the snow grows higher and higher, threatening to over top them all.  Finally about about 2 hours in the trucks they stop and pull off to the side of the rode.  "Ok, from here we
(6:33:16 PM) IS-st: walk.  Lets unload and pack up.  We've got about 20 miles to cover over land."  It takes about 45 minutes to get the sleds loaded, and then Drake shifts to crinos and grabs onto the strap and heads off into the Snow.  (Con't)
(6:36:37 PM) IS-st: 20 miles.  Its a lot of ground to cover, but nothing any garou couldn't do, but in the snow its slow going and takes most of the night.  Its warm work, thankfully.  And everyone, including the women help pull through the quite woods.  (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m8QS4OmYnY8)  The feeling of being watched steadly grows in the group, as they head over land.  Finally, Drake calls a
(6:36:37 PM) IS-st: halt and looks at SNB.  "Shall I, or would you like to do the honors?"  He asks the other Galliard.
(6:36:42 PM) IS-st: (Game on)
(6:37:26 PM) SNB: ((taking time with the introduction))
(6:37:38 PM) ***SNB strides forward.
(6:38:00 PM) ***Argent keeps his cloak wrapped around him, his labrys and the duffel full of weapons on his back.
(6:38:51 PM) ***SNB is dressed in Bone Gnawer formality... which has no known formalization. In this case, SNB wears a thread-bare and ineffectively patched long-coat, giving some semblance of being cape-like. He wears a black top-hat and a pair of sunglasses with a missing lens. He wears... no shirt at the moment. He handles the cold via sheer intent of purpose and Bone Gnawer.
(6:40:02 PM) ***Draka stands with the others, he was on hand to aid any of the kin that needed help in the snow, his bundle of sample weaponry in his left hand, pack on his back, shivering a bit in the cold, eyes scanning the area around them
(6:40:17 PM) ***Honey made her way through the snow in her boots, a hood on her thick red wool cover that was wrapped around her curvy body. Her snow boots on her feet, digging into the snow for traction. Her satchel held close to her side.
(6:40:44 PM) SNB: I have the honor, today, of playing humble herald to our envoy.  I announce the arrival of the one known, to humans, as Dahlia.  She who is social engineer and musician extrodinair.  She who snuck a ship past customs agents with a smill and nearly a wink.  To the Nation, let her be known and be called Diplomancy.
(6:40:55 PM) ***SNB bows and steps aside for Dahlia_Kane.
(6:41:42 PM) ***Naze shifts down from her crinos from watching and looking around idly to wait as SNB does the howl of introduction.
(6:42:02 PM) ***Dahlia_Kane paused smiling warmly not letting her surprise at the name show
(6:42:42 PM) Naze: The Middle eastern young woman looking almost out of place, though not as much as her packmate, dressed in a winter clothing that looks like a military surplus double breasted, green trench coat, and a colourful fleece cowl scarf: worn up to keep her head warm.  More modern convertible half finger mittens, winter pants and good boots round out her outfit. A small day bag and the AK slung causally over her shoulder.
(6:43:04 PM) ***SNB has Charisma 4 and Captivating spec to help that introduction work.
(6:43:30 PM) IS-st: A Howl answer him back, no where near a well trained as a gallaird's.  "Stay there, We come to you!"  Drake steps back and stands with the women to do so.
(6:43:40 PM) ***Kazumi looks around the woods that could come close to passing for those of her youth, one hand resting on her holstered gun as she pondered something.
(6:44:03 PM) ***SNB stands at the ready to herald again as need be.
(6:44:57 PM) ***Lysandra had stood where was befitting of a metis in the Nation's eye. She carried two large bags with one over each shoulder. No doubt bearing clothing, supplies, and another bound in cloth that was surely a bow.. Her dress was hand made furs and natural material, providing an adequate enough bulwark against the bitter summer cold.
(6:45:23 PM) ***Athena is wearing many layers of sweaters and hats and scarves, not a coat to be seen. It's clear she is unused to this cold
(6:46:16 PM) IS-st: In about five minutes a large pack of wolves, 15 or so in number pads out to met them.  The on in the front stops and then shifts up into homid.  He looks around at them all and snorts.  He points at Drake.  "I know you, Unseen Edge-ryha.  Welcome home."  He looks back at the others.  "You I don't know.  Where are you from?  Speak truthfully for face the full force of the Sept of Frozen
(6:46:17 PM) IS-st: heart.
(6:46:35 PM) IS-st: *or face..
(6:46:56 PM) SNB: We hale from the Caern of Iron Secrets amidst the Arizona Desert.
(6:50:08 PM) IS-st: He nods.  "We were told to expect you. One at a time you will come forward and answer these questions.  "Are you of the Nation?  Do you Uphold the Litany?  Do you Serve the Wyrm?  Weapons will be confiscated, fetish weapons will be peace tied, until the Alpha says otherwise.  If anyone dissagrees with that, you can leave right now, no foul."
(6:50:15 PM) ***Dahlia_Kane let the galliard speak  watching quietly
(6:51:26 PM) ***Honey folded her hands in front of herself in plain view, keeping her red coat wrapped tightly around herself until it was her rightful turn.
(6:51:48 PM) ***SNB steps forward. "I am of the Garou Nation. I uphold and abide by the Litany. I do not serve the Wyrm." He then, if that is the SOP steps aside for the next.
(6:54:20 PM) ***Dahlia_Kane let the garou in turn all present themselves
(6:54:42 PM) ***Athena steps forward after SNB
(6:55:08 PM) Athena: I serve the nation and uphold the litany. I do not serve the wyrm.
(6:55:23 PM) ***Athena pulls out a bundle of throwing knives and offers it to the guards there
(6:56:02 PM) ***Lysandra waits until all the true born present themselves first, the metis's curling horns clearly betraying her birth.
(6:56:45 PM) IS-st: The warder takes any weapon offered to him and hands it oto another garou who shifts into Homid to take them, putting them in a bag he carries.
(6:57:59 PM) ***Dahlia_Kane smiled and removed a few weapons from her person as the others speak
(6:58:27 PM) Athena: My name is Athena Matsuyo, Princess of Waking Sun Sept, deeded Lack Of Evidence, homid born Fostern Ragabash of the Bone Gnawers, and member of the Thousand Secrets Pack.
(6:58:41 PM) ***Athena steps back after she's introduced herself.
(6:58:54 PM) ***Naze recognises what this is and decides not to be too difficult as she steps forward after Athena <G> "I am Adren of the Nation. I uphold the Litany. I do not serve the Wyrm." She shrugs off her AK turns it over <G> "Can I get a coat check tag for that?" she asks with a faint smile as she steps aside
(7:00:32 PM) IS-st: The Warder growls at Athena and waves her back to him.  "Anwser my questions, Fostern."  He tosses the AK to the other garou who unloads it and tosses Naze back her ammo.
(7:00:59 PM) ***Draka steps forward after Naze, pulling the hood down off the hoody he wears under his jacket, smoothing his hair back so it doesn't mask his horn nubs,"I am Draka of the Bloodied Claws, the Unwavering Will, Metis Fostern Ahroun of the Black Fury, I am of the Garou Nation, I uphold the Litany and I do not serve the Wyrm."
(7:01:02 PM) Honey: (She did)
(7:01:08 PM) Honey: (Before her intro.)
(7:01:27 PM) ***Draka hands over the bundled he carries, his large hammer and then undoes his sword belt to hand it over with sword and knife sheathed to it
(7:02:48 PM) ***Naze catches the magazine and then the +1 with a nod to the man and pockets them
(7:03:18 PM) IS-st: (Sorry, that went by the ST
(7:03:46 PM) IS-st: (nvm the growling)
(7:04:10 PM) ***Honey continues to wait for her turn till all the Garou went.
(7:04:29 PM) ***Argent waits calmly with Honey.
(7:06:38 PM) ***Lysandra stepped forward now after Draka, pulling her labrys off her hip though did not hold it in a way that facilitated swinging. "I am Lysandra, The Infinite Edge, fostern galliard of the Black Furies born of sin. I am a garou of the Nation, I uphold the Litant, and I do not serve the Wyrm." She did not hold out her weapon, but instead turned it so they could put a peace tie upon her labrys. "My weapon is Bitter Winter, thus
(7:06:38 PM) ***Lysandra I ask for a peace tie."
(7:09:49 PM) Honey: (I believe all the Garou have spoken...)
(7:09:50 PM) IS-st: The collector steps forward and indictates she should put it on her belt and then produces a length of cord to tie it there, with a intricte knot.  She'll be able to slide it off her belt but not its sheath.  "Infinate edge, Unseen Edge.  Drake I think she want to take your place.  He joke, just before the warder strike him hard, cracking his jaw and spilling him to the dirt.
(7:10:48 PM) ***Honey remained quiet as she opens her side satchel taking out a bound in leather bundle, wrapped tightly in twine as she held it in her hand without wincing though others might feel the uncomfortable presence which is perhaps why she had the item bundled. “I am a kinfolk of the nation, I uphold the litany with respect for those who put things in place and I do not serve the wyrm.” She pauses and took a small breath as her
(7:10:48 PM) ***Honey fingers run over the leather. “I am known as Honey Fairchild, Kinfolk of the Children of Gaia, brew mistress of Mead, metal weapons worker and apprentice Klaivesmith. This is a piece I’ve brought from my collection to show my work.” (Correct me if I’m out of turn. Honey would have waited.)
(7:11:47 PM) ***Lysandra sets the labrys on her belt, her stoic expression never wavering at the joke, not looking down to the fallen garou. "My thanks to you." She spoke for the man not attempting to seize her weapon.
(7:11:55 PM) IS-st: (you're good.)
(7:12:25 PM) IS-st: Is it a fetish?
(7:14:40 PM) ***Dahlia_Kane smiled watching Honey as she made her offerings
(7:14:43 PM) Honey: “Not yet, but could be.” Her small hands held it out in her palms.
(7:15:27 PM) IS-st: He takes it and hands to to the Garou he punched.
(7:16:08 PM) ***Kazumi will come up at some point and offer out her pistol, the knife Strength gave her, and her sword. No order was given to state her name, so she doesn't. "I serve the Nation and not the Wyrm, and uphold the Litany. My primary offensive weapon cannot be remove from me, but I will consent to having my Gnosis drained in whatever fashion you may
(7:16:09 PM) ***Kazumi deem necessary and fitting."
(7:17:31 PM) ***Dahlia_Kane stretched out looking up quietly.  "I do not serve the wyrm. I serve the nation and uphold those laws we hold sacred. "
(7:17:58 PM) Viktor [Jay-ooc@337-96-74-070.client.mchsi.com] entered the room.
(7:18:02 PM) IS-st: Drake looks at them.  "Touch one hair on her head and you'll find your nits in the next timezone.  That's my sister."  The warder nods and takes the items, pausing at the katana.  He shakes his head and hand them over.
(7:19:29 PM) ***Kazumi looks back over her shoulder at Drake, keeping a cool poker face and then looking back to the warder.
(7:21:03 PM) IS-st: (someone catch viktor up please...we'll assume he went through the ritual)
(7:21:06 PM) ***Argent steps forward, removing his cloak's hood so as to get the shocked reactions out of the way now. He unclips his labrys from the straps keeping it on his back, and removes the duffel from over his shoulder. He hands the labrys to the weapon collector, and opens the duffel bag, showing it to be full of examples of his work as a weaponsmith. "I am Argyrus Mihal, called Argent, called
(7:21:06 PM) ***Argent Wolf's Bane. Kin to the Black Furies. Klaivesmith of the Nation, adherent to the Litany inasmuch as any kinfolk can adhere to it. I serve the Nation and Gaia - I do not serve the Wyrm."