Category: Seattle by Night

[ Morrígan, Elysium, cargo section BoL, A]

Morrígan’s smile is warm “ I’m so sorry my dear, I’ve been around those who know of me to long. My name is Morrígan” she holds out her hand “ of clan Gangrel, and as to your question about recently arriving it’s been about three weeks just long

[Ariyah – Elysium – Cargo Section – BoL – A]

Ariyah noticed that the other Kindred hadn’t answered her questions, not even her name.

So it was to be that kind of interaction, was it?

Ariyah felt a smile come to her lips, it was one she hadn’t had to use for nearly a year

[Morrígan, Elysium, Cargo section, BoL,A]

Taking the proffered seat she sits down smiling still “ I haven’t decided yet whether I will be staying long I do like to wander occasionally though I settle down, before here I was in the Illinois state.”
She takes a sip elegantly from her glass of blood. “ have

[Ariyah – Elysium – Cargo Section – BoL – A]

Ariyah was saved from having to deal with ordering a drink when a soft Irish-accented voice spoke up from beside her. The Asian Toreador looked over to meet a pair of ice-blue eyes looking at her quizzically.
Ariyah registered the other Kindred’s question and gestured

[Morrigan, haven then elysium, BoL, A]

As she rose Morrígan stretched in almost feline manner her intent was to hit the rave she had heard about but first a visit to Elysium would be called for she thought. Moving to her altar she went through the process of lighting her incense and going through her

A letter is delivered to the Elysium to be handed the Prince. Just like last time, the white envelope is lined with a grey, subtly patterned paper on the inside and the letter is written in black ink on heavy paper.

To the Prince of Seattle,

I would not want to waste your time giving

[Ariyah – Elysium – BoL – A]

(From haven in #chinatown to #the-elysium – just prior to sending the letter)
Ariyah finished off her letter and sealed it in its envelope.
It had taken her a little while to figure out the wording of the letter, and it had taken all her self-control not to

Ariyah got changed ‘cause she’s not in the mood to go to the rave anymore – it’s what happens when you get a letter from the Prince, lol. (Make up inspiration in pic 3)

Make-up

The letter arrives via an unseen hand, through unknown means. But arrive it does, the envelope black as night, the seal gold as power. Within, a missive hand-penned in ink which gleams upon the page with the dull rich lustre of oil, or blood.

Ms. Daniels,

We like our boat. We like it precisely as

[Ariyah – International District – Ariyah’s Haven – BoL – NA]

[From Fremont to Uwajimaya Village Apartments]

Ariyah got out of the Lyft at the front of Uwajimaya and made her way through the crowd of late-night shoppers. Her apartment was above the popular little shopping complex, and although it wasn’t a very isolated location,