<strong>On Powers:</strong><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">soulgazing, or why you should stop looking people in the eye</div><div class="spoiler_body">Things to know about soulgazing: it requires at least one person with inherent magical ability to happen.  It only happens the first time you look someone in the eye (so long as that other person has a mortal soul).  This is a once-in-a-lifetime chance to look past all the nonsense and see the core of a person, to see them for who they truly are.  Of course, it's not always that simple.  Metaphor rules the land, and it's a difficult process for both parties.  If you are seeing into someone's soul, then they are seeing into yours.  It's extremely potent and very disruptive.  Expect to leave the situation potentially passing out, or at the very least horribly shaken.  </div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Evocation and you</div><div class="spoiler_body"></div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Thaumaturgy; Magic for the common man</div><div class="spoiler_body"></div></div><br/><br/><strong>On Locations:</strong><br/><br/>This game takes place in modern day Seattle!<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Windhaven's Last Call</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://www.newyork.com/articles/wp-content/uploads/2013/11/5-ninth-ward_650.jpg)<br/>Usually warmly shortened to 'Windhaven's' or roughly lengthened to, 'Oh my God.  What the fuck did I drink at Windhaven's last night?', Windhaven's Last Call is a historical landmark for Seattle's supernatural society.  It was granted Neutral Accord status two years after it first opened, to the slight horror of it's completely mortal owner.  Cornelius Windhaven begrudgingly served the Supernatural community their booze for fourty years before retiring and handing over the business to his son.  William Windhaven was much happier to serve the supernatural community.  For thirty years, the Windhaven ran smooth as heavily warded and slightly burnt silk.  With his death two years ago, the Windhaven has a new -non true mortal- owner.  Still, seemingly regardless of ownership, Windhaven's Last Call has yet to call it a night.  From the horrifying Karaoke machine fire of 2002, to St. Patty's day 1978, Windhaven's has survived hell, and it's clear to all it's regulars that it will be there for them whenever a safe 'haven' is required.  <br/><br/>As an official Neutral Accord location, it is forbidden to fight or start conflict on the premises.  Any fight must be taken outside.  Windhaven's Last Call can proudly claim to have zero incidents regarding the Accord (excluding St. Patrick's day 1978).  <br/><br/>There is a main bar area surrounded by chairs, a scattering of tables, some booths along the far wall, and zero forms of technology from a time period after 1949.  There is an old player piano in the corner, but it is missing three keys and has been out of tune for the past thirteen years.  <br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">William Windhaven</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://ia.media-imdb.com/images/M/MV5BMjMwNTkyMjUwNF5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwNjk5NTI2Nw@@._V1_SY1200_CR85,0,630,1200_AL_.jpg)<br/>The previous owner of Windhaven's Last Call, and recently deceased as of two years ago; William Windhaven was a normal man who inherited an abnormal bar.  He took to it like a fish to water.  William enjoyed the supernatural residence who frequented his establishment, and hardly had an issue with the fact that he couldn't hook up a television of juke box in the bar.  He had a tendency to appear perpetually amused with whatever was going on, and had the magic touch when it came to turning a crisis into a calm moment.  A one night stand with a gorgeous summer court fae had him stumbling into single fatherhood.  He never saw the fae again, he was only left a baby at his doorstep nine months later.  He raised Amelia like he kept his bar.  With permenant amusement, and the ability to take any problem in stride.  He was a good man with a lot of laughter in him.  He officially died from an accidental fall down a flight of stairs.  Very few people believe this to be an accident.<br/></div></div><br/></div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">The Church</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/5/59/St_Pancras_Church_-_geograph.org.uk_-_42656.jpg)<br/>A nondenominational church by day, a base of operations for the forces of the righteous at night.  Oak Street Church has been a hidey hole for Seattle's greatest Champions of God for fifty years.   It is run by Father O'Hanity, an eighty-two year old man with enough hand's on experience with the supernatural to fill a library.  In his youth he was a champion of God, a hunter of monsters.  He is still alive at the ripe old age of eighty two, if that doesn't tell you something about him; nothing will.  The church itself is an old building.  The building itself is holy, and dark spirited creatures are virtually incapable of entering the Church's domain.  The basement is full of weapons, ancient text, and emergency medical supplies.  The attic is full of the city's historical society's memorabilia, and the knitting club's old quilts.  <br/><br/>Choir practice occurs every other tuesday at 6:30pm.  <br/>Food Drive pickup occurs on the last Friday of every month.<br/>Hunter meet up's take place on the first Monday of every month.  <br/><br/></div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Second Circle Night Club</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://fbcdn-sphotos-g-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash3/p480x480/1069284_459118097518546_434455100_n.jpg)<br/>Seattle's hottest nightclub, and most well known White Vampire Hot spot, you can virtually guarantee SOMETHING happening to you if you decide to show up here.  That something might be something you want to happen, it might not be, but SOMETHING will almost certainly go down.  There is a dress code, so make sure you look fuckable.  If you don't want to be someone's meal, you might be better off wearing a cross.  The club itself has been around for the last four years, and is clearly not going anywhere.  Drinks start at $15, or free if you are REALLY fuckable.  <br/><br/>The Second Circle Night Club is owned by the White Vampires, and is often used as their meeting space during off hours.  Several of the White Vampire Houses hold stake in the business, and it's often used as, 'common feeding ground' amongst them.  This cool alliance has made the Second Circle Night Club the hottest night spot in Seattle.  Techno music plays well into the wee hours, and unless you are gorgeous beyond belief or know the right people, you better expect to be waiting in line outside for at least fourty minutes.  <br/></div></div>