<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">The day of the killing, the sun rises to noon and stays there, baleful and red over a startled city. Unexpected torrential rain breaks out in small areas, falling from a cloudless sky, stopping as suddenly as it began.<br/>These are not simply signs of a World unhinged at the loss of a powerful, beloved Scion — these are omens, the tremors of Titanic influence.<br/>Mortal law enforcement is already investigating the murder, but they need divine assistance: Whoever the killer is, they have the backing of someone — or something — supernatural. The Gods send Scions (the player characters) to their aid, in the interest of justice and their own personal motives.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Most of the city has heard of Bai Amari, a well-respected, beloved demigod of Ra known by her legendary title The Luminary who has done much for the community.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Hassan al-Hakim</div><div class="spoiler_body">Hassan al-Hakim thinks he’s listening to one of those toothless anti-smoking radio ads at the tail-end of a hellish graveyard shift in the solitude of his cab when a rough, matronly voice addresses him by name and asks if he’s heard from his father recently. Hel asks Hassan for a favor — as this is coming from a God, it’s more of an order, but Hel has a way of making it sound like a collaboration. Something is disturbing the cycle of the souls, something that carries the stink of undeath. She wants him to look into it, and see if it has anything to do with what killed Bai Amari.<br/></div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Sigrún Askrdottir</div><div class="spoiler_body">Sigrún Askrdottir hears the sad tale of the Luminary’s murder in passing from the kind-hearted folk of Vanaheim.  Of particular interest to them is the involvement of one of the Kami — the Vanir have been exploring friendly relations with the Eastern pantheon based on their shared appreciation of nature — but if a Scion of their queen could be caught up in something so terrible, perhaps talks of alliance should be tabled. Sigrún wonders how it is that she only now has heard this terrible news and can only conclude that her monstrous father must have taken strides to hide it from her. Believing Loki wants her far from this case only galvanizes her to act.<br/></div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Rashmi Battacharya</div><div class="spoiler_body">Rashmi Battacharya, beloved Javelin of Agni, receives her orders through the flame of her diya. Her wisdom and subtlety are required in this matter — the Devá know the death of Bai Amari must be part of a Titanic maneuver. She is trusted to comport herself with dignity and tact in the matter of proving the Teōtl Scion’s innocence, as well as probing the connection between the Tuatha’s Titan-bred Scion and whichever Titan is involved. As, clearly, there must be such a connection.<br/></div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Rhiannon Jernigan</div><div class="spoiler_body">Rhiannon Jernigan doesn’t notice the murder of crows following her, not until an exhausted minimum-wage barista points out the black wings shrouding their windows.  Only one of them is a Crow of the Morrigan — the rest are along for the ride. It croaks to Rhiannon of the murder of the Luminary, the blame unfairly heaped on a Scion of Lugh, and a short reminder of Lugh’s service to her mother Brigid ages back when Brigid’s husband Bres turned traitor.  The Devá are likely to be involved soon, and if Rhiannon doesn’t show solidarity they could strike Lugh’s son with trumped-up Titan-related charges.<br/></div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Emanuel Montero</div><div class="spoiler_body">Emanuel Montero has followed the Luminary’s career closely. Indeed, they likely exchanged communications, shook hands at fundraisers, or collaborated on the same charity projects. Her sudden, shocking murder is already enough to lay him low,but then his priest-consultant approaches with more bad news: A son of Huītzilōpōchtli, technically his nephew, is one of the high-level suspects in Bai Amari’s murder. The Teōtl expect Emanuel’s involvement, either as defender of this Scion’s innocence, or deliverer of his punishment.<br/></div></div><br/><hr/><br/>Even as the group comes up onto the site of Bai Amari's stately household, Fate conspires in its own way to demonstrate its allegiance, with the randomness of traffic working out that each of the Scions just in time for one after the other after the other to drive up to the parking lot.  The place is an obvious crime scene, with yellow police tape denoting the area as barred to everyone but law enforcement.  Of course, even basic time spent with law enforcement as a Scion would give the experience that most of the police will welcome assistance when anything powerful enough to kill a demigod comes into play.<br/><br/><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/86/AndreWilson.JPG)</div>The dark-skinned man in a suit was easily enough to recognize as the one in charge, giving a few commands to the men and women in blue.  Based on the way everyone comes in, he can't help but give a little smile in appreciation for what he expects to be incoming assistance, but professional training allows him to keep his guard up just in case another problem might be on its way.