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Big on Glory, Short on Wisdom

Submitted by Rodrigo Citon

Attacking a heavily guarded vampire compound, one of the PCs gets a wonderful idea: he stands right on front of the main entrance and starts to shift into crinos, presumably with the notion that the delirium would paralyze all the heavily armed ghoul and 14th-gen guards.

All things said and done, he made for a good diversion. Gained some Glory, lost heaps of wisdom.

Bull's Eye

Submitted by Alex Hughes

This occured while I was GMing a game of Werewolf: The Wild West Whilst sitting around the camp fire one evening the Pack heard a strange rumbling sound in the not-to-far distance. Most of them being new to the West, no-one thought anything of it. During the next few minutes I described the sound as getting closer and closer but no-one reacted to it. Having given them ample time to get away I then had the oncoming stampede sweep through the camp. At once the call went up "Reach to the Umbra" which every one attempted until there was just the Silver Fang cub left (He'd lost his rank 1 status in previous mis-adventures ).

"But I don't have a reflective surface" his player wailed.

"Use the glint in the bulls eyes" suggested one of the more evil of the other players.

"Alright" said the (newbie) Silver Fang Player "I'll do what he said".

"OK" I said " the gauntlet for this area is 6 but the modifiers for such a small reflective surface and the stress from the fact that failure will get you a stampede in the face raise your difficulty to 10. What's your Gnosis?"

"Two" he replied" is that bad?"

The rest of the players were, by now, all grinning evily at his predicament. Undaunted he rolled his 2 dice and got a perfect pair of 10's, escaping without a scratch, to incedulity and disbelief of all.

"Do you want me to change that for you?"

Submitted by Michael Dunlap

Live Action (non-cammarilla) Werewolf:

My last year of playing live-action Werewolf, I had some interesting encounters. This one in particular always sticks in my mind.

I was playing the highest ranking Philodox (as well as a Silver Fang) for our Caern. I noticed that one Ahroun in particualr enjoyed beating up the smaller cubs, and throwing his weight around, but never in an intelligent or honorable manner. He would commonly hit people from behind, engage in meaningless combat, etc. My character was getting fed up with this, and the following encounter occurred...

My character: (in lupus form) "You stupid, you fight like Ragabash. No honor, no glory, just dumb."
His character: (in homid form) "Maybe the Ragabash know how to fight better than we do, huh? It gets the job done, anyway. What do you care, I'm just having a little fun."
Me: "I care because I highest ranking Philodox on Caern. It my job to keep order on Caern. You like Ragabash so much, maybe I make you one, huh? I can change auspice if you want. It real easy."
Him: "No thanks. I like being a kick-butt Ahroun."
Me: "Maybe your problem is competition over other things." My character noses his in the crotch - not gently either (this was a described game moment, not an acted game moment, thanks). "I cna fix that, too. You have problem seeing who has bigger d**k? I can make sure you know real easy..." My character snaps his teeth at this point, at which point his character goes kind of pale.
Him: "Uh, no, thanks, I gotta go now. Please."

It set the tone for the relation between these two, and every now and then, I would offer to "change his auspice" . It almost became a running gag . . .

Mmmmmm! Beach Barbeque!

Submitted by Michael Dunlap

Driving a car towards the Mississippi bayou, in the middle of the night, with a butchered cow on the rack to appease the mokole, we get stopped by cops. "Let me handle this" the driver says. The cops pull us over, and ask, "Where the hell were you heading with such a hurry?" The driver, putting on his best smile, says "We were going to the beach!"