Re: Laws of the Night OOC and Discussion
Basically, in close combat, the vamp's fucked against weres.
Given some of the Garou gifts, even at range, the vamp could be seriously buggered, too.
River's gone one on one against a werewolf. She didn't kill it, but she did do more damage to it than it to her before she ran
Yup, 200+ people. Generally, for every 10 of em you appoint 1 narrator, as I have done, but especially at those numbers, it tends to self-regulate, though you have to come up with a lot more plotlines and such.
I'd love to have larped in something that big and had it run *well.* We had decent sized larps but they tended to involve massive amounts of downtime because the ST did not have narrators.
Copper's "Fuck the Garou" storytime! So, in our larp, we had a guy that figured werewolves were the end-all, be-all badasses on the block, so he gets one of his friends to play one with him and they both decide to invade the vampire club down on our public pier (exterior layout: club, street, small wall, Lake Erie. Interior layout: back room that's vamps only, main club is open to the public...ohyeah, and there's a city celebration going on hardcore right outside the doors on the dock.) Current players: Assamite, Gangrel (me), Ventrue, Lasombra, smattering of other vamps, Brujah prince of the city who's been around since the *Crusades*. The Werewolves enter the club in human form and manage to bluff their way in to see the Prince (I *think* they came under the pretense of negotiating something.) The one werewolf goes off with the Prince, the other is hanging around with us. The first werewolf goes Crinos and starts trying to tear into the prince. The second werewolf does the same thing while in with the rest of us. The ST calls for a halt and brings in a second to handle the two different combats. The guy handling our combat goes "Okay, actions?" W: "Going Crinos." A: "Drawing my silver dagger" G: "Feral claws." V: "Drawing my gun." Others: *various attack statements* ST: Okay, now, on three point at the person you're attacking...one, two, three. *Five or six hands go at the werewolf, werewolf points at the Ventrue* ST: Dude, give me your sheet *rips it in half* Meanwhile, the Prince has put a world of hurt on the first Werewolf because Brujah have both Celerity *and* Potence and he has more blood than the Garou has Gnosis (what they use to fuel their powers.) ST, to Werewolf: What are you doing? W: I run out of the club and dive into the lake. ST: In Crinos? W: Yeah...
Werewolves, when in Crinos, induce a delerium in people to make them think that "No, I really didn't just see a 9 foot tall wolf-man run past me. It must have been someone in a gorilla outfit! Or something..." Or they make them *flee in terror* So the werewolf bolts, scattering his only cover, and swims across the lake to the caern on the peninsula there. In retaliation, the prince calls in a crop duster loaded with silver that dusts the place, killing him as soon as he reaches the beach.