V:tM - San Francisco

Session 3

I get the feeling I may have forgotten a few things,so sleep deprived this week it isnt right, so if I have chime in:

Ron received a call from duChamp to advise him that after having the item researched it seemed to be of powerful occult significance and was most likely an idol representing an obscure local deity worshipped by tribes in what is now Israel around 3000BC and that a buyer had come forward for the idol and that the buyer was willing to either pay for the idol or offer an item of similar value and potence. Considering quickly Ron decided to go with a cash sale and after giving duChamp his cut had still made a very large amount of money.

Being a very busy man Ron then received a call from Rossitter who wanted to have a look at the idol, Ron told Rossitter that he had duChamp looking into it (OH MY GOD RON’S A LIAR!) and that it wasn’t available. The two arranged to meet at Elysium later that night. After finishing that call Ron received another call from a rather distraught Rob asking was it possible that Ron could come into work to cover a shift. Ron acquiesed and headed towards CP’s.

When Ron arrived he found Rob in very bad shape. Rob told Ron how he had very recently been bequeathed the CP Bar & Lounge by the previous owner and that almost immediately an asian corporation (the oddly named Promethean Inc) had made a generous offer on the place. Ron had refused and then a day later, i.e. earlier that evening, he had been jumped and beaten severely by a gang of asian men. As Rob staggered off to a waiting taxi and then hospital he entrusted the keys of the bar to Ron and asked him to lock up. Ron noticed a noticeably increased asiatic clientle that evening. He also let Rossitter, Paul and Sebastian know that he had the keys to the place and suggested they thoroughly check it out later.

Meanwhile at Elyisum Rossitter was buddying up to the Prince, seeing if there was anything he could do to help her out. It seemed there wasn’t. Rossitter then had a rather confusing conversation with Hunter which he ended by a) concluding Hunter was an idiot and b) walking off (I think there may be some confusion here, you guys believe Hunter knew about his brother because when he walked in the architect (who turned out to be his demonic brother) said “You werent supposed to be seen here” or something to that effect, this was my attempt to make it seem like the architect and hunters doppleganger were two different people who were working together, not to imply that Hunter was in cahoots with him).


Rossitter, Paul and Sebastian returned to the strange basement chapel while Ron kept watch in the bar. There they found it little disturbed from the time when Ron and Paul first found it. Rossitter and Paul spent some time digging through the items and identified four items of particular occult potence (a vajara, a blade, a fertility statue and a very old crucifix). Bringing them back up to the bar the coterie (you guys are such homos) then explored the rest of the bars which consisted of Rob’s office and living quarters. They found nothing of any particular significance.

Discusssing what was going on the four kindred decided to form a coterie and sue the Prince for domain of the docklands. Rossitter (and possibly Sebsatian?) headed to Elysium and put their request to the Prince. Who while largely disinterested was only too happy to farm off some no mans land and the problems that came with it. She advised that she would inform the rest of the court of the new domain. Sebastian advised Mirko of the new setup.

The next night Ron had another talk with Rob about what was going on, Rob seemed convinced that an asian gang, under the guise of a legit corporation was trying to force him to sell. He didn’t really want to sell but he also didn’t want to get the shit knocked out of him again. When Ron floated the idea of some phantom investors interested in buying the bar Rob jumped at the chance. The phantom investors were of course Ron himself who was now the proud owner of the CP Bar&Lounge.

Sebastian headed down to his place of work and looked up the shift foreman, Roger Corbin, <cant>

Rossitter imposed upon his mentor to investigate the four items they had found. Gladstone got back a few days later to let Rossitter know that while the objects were of extreme occult significance, they seemed more like “batteries” than anything else i.e. he could say they were important but was unsure how one would use them.


Rossitter and Ron visited duChamp with the crucifix in order to see if a) they could find out who was interested in buying this stuff and b) could they sell it in order to finance their domain. duChamp immediately made some enquiries and advised them that there were two buyers interested. duChamp resisted all attempts to find out the identity of these buyers until the three finally got down to brass tacks and after some wheeling and dealing duChamp agreed to reveal the identity of the two buyers and the previous buyer. The previous buyer and one of the current buyers was the Tremere Victoria Hand, the second was a cathyan, Bishamon Kizuko. The crucifix was left with duChamp to sell. Shortly after leaving duChamp called to advise that the cathyan had pulled out of the sale and it was decided to sell the crucifix to Victoria Hand.

Ron and Paul had some kind of phone based handbags at ten paces argument about how Ron didnt give Paul no dolla bills from the sale of the idol.

Rossitter used the money gained from the sale of the crucifix to buy the controlling share in a struggling security firm (you need a name for these guys or I will unashamedly name them Cerberus Security). Rossitter and Sebstian investigated the flow of good in and out of the docklands, particularly the flow of illegal goods. While they had some small success in getting a number of gangs to pay them to not see things they had little success in securing more lucrative or legal contracts as two local security firms seemed to had a weirdly complete hold on the security business in the docklands.

To make his mark on his new domain Sebastian decided to undertake a cleanup of Washington Square Park. Using an altruistic mixture of clean needles and precisely directed physical violence he managed to remove most of the undesirable elements from the park in relatively short order. However in doing so he has earned the enmity of a number of local drug dealers who have been suspiciously quiet of late.

Paul initially tried to turn some homeless people into his network but was warned off by Ben Edwards (who denied having anything to do with, or any knowledge off, the suspiciously empty street). In order to gain some influence in the underworld Paul joined the 3rd Street Boyz, a small gang affiliated with Big Block. Over the course of a week or two he managed to work his way to the top of the gang through a combination of his amazing manipulative abilities and getting the majority of the gang killed by pissing off more powerful gangs. After forming a solid core (of apparently suicidal gang bangers) he used his supernatural mojo on his boss, and Big Block lieutenant, Bob in order to outfit his men. Whatever plans he was going to make were interrupted at this point due to the fact that a gang war erupted between Big Block and the 14K Triad who were moving into Big Block’s dockland operations.

Sebastian’s sire finally got back in touch with him to advise him that he should be looking for a kindred called Molly, a member of clan Gangrel.

(Now for the generally tragic adventures of Rossitter and Paulo)

Big Block, and by extension, their affiliates were getting completely destroyed in their gang conflict. It wasnt so much a war as a massacre. In order to fight back Paul press-ganged local urchins into forming a rudimentary spy network to alert him when asian gangers entered his territory. The first such group to do so were burned out of their car and then gun downed by Paul’s men (which reminds me, going to need a degeneration roll for that). A few nights later another asian gang member rolled into Paul’s hood. After his car was stopped with a hurled paint can he was treated to a rain of petrol bombs. Staggering and screaming he crashed through the doors of the apartment building where Paul and his men were situated. Paul and his amazing technicoloured gang split up to find the intruder. The first to come across anything was Paul who found the charred shreds of the mystery asian’s coats as well as a destroyed apartment door. Heading into the room Paul was unsurprised to find the cathyan crouching with sword ready. Unfortunately he was slightly too slow to react and the cathyan’s sword tore through Paul’s stomach, spleen and spine in that order, causing damage that a metagaming bastard would call aggravated. Crashing to the ground Paul filled the room with inky darkness and dragged himself a scant few feets towards the window and escape before deciding that a suicidal offense was the best defence and shot the cathyan square between the eyes. Unfortunately the cathyan proved unusually resilient and the last thing Paul saw was the cathyan’s blade crashing down on his face.

The next time anyone heard from Paul was a day later when Rossitter got a call from him and collected him from a street corner near the docks. Rossitter dropped Paul of his apartment and put him in touch with Antoine in order to secure whatever supplies he needed to recover from his crippling injuries.

While Paul recovered from his injuries Rossitter decided to re-examine the case of the exploding ghoul (See Volume 1 for further details, ON SALE NOW!). Feeling that the matchbook which led to the CP Bar&Lounge was a red herring at best he investigated what had happened to the van after it was towed by the police and who had been involved in the shoot out. Paul discovered one of the gang members had survived, hunting him down Paul bribed him into revealing that the dead leader of his crew had got the van from a mysterious benefactor. Hunting down the dead gang leaders widow (i.e. walking upstairs) Rossitter discovered that the bitch didn know nothin, though she did mention that her dead boyfriend had received a number of calls about the van. <cant><cant>, on Sunday night Paul stayed in the van while Rossitter watched a shadowy figure who seemed to emanate an almost palpable evil dick around with the phone for half an hour before disappearing. Said shadowy figure didn’t appear on any of Rossitters recording equipment. Rossitter and Paul told the Sheriff <cant>


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