January hid it well, but it never failed to amuse him when mortals referred to him in terms one would use for someone younger than they were despite the fact that January himself was closing in on two thousand years of age. "I'm glad you think so." January said in response to Father Ramon relenting as he followed the priest deeper into the cathedral. The vampire tensed slightly as he watched Ramon pause to show respect to the cross. Once that cross had been a symbol of an empire's might and the painful consequences of defying them. Now, those who should be cowering in fear of it gather about the cross as they pay homage to their prophet. January shook his head clear of those dark thoughts and returned his focus to the task at hand as whatever wards protected this place fell to let them pass and Ramon led them on.

"Over the years St Anthony has provided storage and sanctuary for many." Father Ramon explained as he walked.

"A church with a side gig in storage." January commented curiously. "What will they think of next?"

When he followed Father Ramon into the sacristy, January was met with a sight that caused a wide, predatory grin to pull itself across his face. Seated at a table, tarot cards in hand, were a pair of burly priests that had fallen into January's web not too long ago. January always loved having power over Christians. It reminded him of the good old days.

"Peace be with you brothers." Ramon said to the priests as he passed them.

"Keep you're phones close and your cars closer, boys." January added as he walked by. "I may have need of you this night."

January followed Father Ramon deeper still into the depths of St Anthony's, down a set of iron spiral stairs, and into a long corridor of archways and runic doors.

"Welcome to the Vault of Lost Things." Ramon told them as he led them on.

[i]'Called it.'[/i] January thought to himself as he continued to follow. Eventually, they came to a stop at a number of blackened and blasted doors.

"These were the vaults which were defiled." Ramon admitted, a touch of old testament anger coloring the last word.

January let out a low whistle at the sight. "Whoever did this meant business." January said before turning to Father Ramon. "Are any of the defences still working or will we be able to investigate without having to watch for traps?"

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January attempts to name the faces of the burly priests. He rolls an [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/22280]11[/url] for [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/22282]one[/url] and a [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/22281]10[/url] for the [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/22283]other[/url]. He opts to have both priests in his debt.

Having Marked all four factions, January increases Mind by 1.
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