#vtm salubri

[cynical-tuba]

Seven sessions into our second chronicle and Natanel, on 8 humanity, has already tortured an Incel Hunter and stolen an entire grocery shop from a Tesco express. He's starting to break.

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[evaamoor]

mine and friends' characters in the chronicles: anarch/sabbat/demonic cult

[luoniiel]

playbite vol. 1 🖤

[spell-fox]

boys on a mission (they're looking up directions)

when you're the only coterie member with opposable thumbs

[vassssssssssss]

hazel, salubri antitrubu

[elguritch-art]

Fallen Angel

Recently I sat down and seriously wanted to dedicate some time to learning how to digital paint, and after some small scale tests, I just decided to go for it with a piece idea I've had sketched for months!

Started on the 5th of this month and FINALLY finished it today and I'm thrilled with how it came out for my first serious attempt at digital painting!

[qusok]

I AM COMPLETELY NORMAL ABOUT THIS WOMAN

we just met her the last session, and i'm already so in love with this cutie patootie....

[gee-arid]

This game has given me brain rot- here r all my kindred!

bonus griffin Henry (top right)

A spotted wood pecker and lion cross. Once a highway man, now a member of high society.

[hunter-slime-660]

HI HELLO YES IM INSANE HAVE A DESCRIPTION OF MY SALUBRI'S HAVEN AND OTHER FUN STUFF ABOUT HIM

POSITION: his haven is situated underneath milan, probably in some unexplored part of the paleo-christian chatacombs. It hasnt been found as of the 2010's because he set up several wards against people, kindred and wraiths.

THE HAVEN: the room is fairly small, damp and dark, although the dampness seems fairly new. the only source of illumination is a series of pine tar-based torces along the wall and small cndles around the room. the room itself is basically a single chamber with a rounded ceiling, like a chapel; the walls are covered in drapes of various quality, subjects and ages, once often taken care of, now suffering from mold. in the center of the room theres an altar with a lot of catholic memorabila (including dried olive and palm branches, several eucharistic chalices and several rosaries, etc) stacked both around and above it, the altar IS covered by a red drape. in front of it a small pillar holdin a bowl filled with with rancid blood. one of the walls is carved in to "shelves" hosts a great collection of books and srcolls of different shape, dimension and lenguages, some leather bound, some cardboard bound, clearly from different time periods, so many of them, in fact, that a lot of extra ones are stacked at the feet of the library. one shelf sticks out for what clearly looks like "hand made" leather books: his personal diaries, of different ages, some more consumed then others, clearly showing their age. In front of the library, a lecturn with an open book, incomplete, a collection of various legends and myths of kindred (basically a homemade book of Nod), and traditionally made quills and ink(?). the lecturn looks pretty messy as if often and repeatedly left in a hurry; a bunch of partially to completedly consumed candles all around it. in a corner a simple mattress, clearly overused, over a stone slab; funnily enough covered in regal and expensive sheets, now patially covered in humidity stains. around the bed, a lot of crosses and pictures of saints, of different materials, age, dimension and conservation state. The last wall is once again carved in to "shelves", but this time it holds a lot of memorabilia of different kinds: jewels, cups, statuines, clothing, paintings, perfumes, small books, religious items from different cults, straight up artefacts both of human and supernatural origin. its clear looking at it there at a time, in the past, there used to be system of organization for these memorabilias, that with time was abandoned as there was less and less space for the different artefacts that were now covering the floor in piles.

THE DIARIES: from oldest to newer, some, more recent, dated most not. In the oldest of diaries there is a lot of talk about prayers, recipies on making bread, cooking in general and eucharistic food, as well as instructions on how to make books, weaving, falconry and animal care and medicine, but also they talk a lot about mistreatment, although its fashioned as if it was "deserved", Elia often refers to himself as "a child of evil that needs redemption". From the time of embrace, the diaries speak of a woman, Mikal and how she promised Elia redemption and "sainthood" through the embrace and apprentiship. still in the early diaries there are written a lot of stories, parables and teachings about golconda, often accompanied by crude-ish illustrations (probably made in haste) as well as mention of the persecution both him and his sire were facing. while all of the early diaries are very worn and damaged, one among them clearly stands out for the type of damage, seemingly deliberate: most pages have been torn out, the few that remains seem to have been soaked in blood or staind by bloody tears and the whole book seem to have suffered severe fire damage. the few readable sentences are either insults towards that woman, Mikal, or read something among the lines of "SHE LIED" and "SHE DAMNED ME". From then on most diaries talk of sabbat practices, rituals, specifically some speak of thaumaturgy rituals and how to hold them, as well as their effects, the time it takes to hold them (usually measured in prayers, such as "3 Angelus") and the materials needed; as well as the inners thoughts of Elia that in this time period go from angry and vendicative to resigned and tired. reading them it becomes clear how Elia was initially just very suggestible, the diaries betray how him believing in "im a child of evil" gets used to push him to think along the lines of "im a child of cain and as such im above cattles", but it also becomes clear how with time he starts to build his own line of thought and how he becomes aware of the predatory tactics of the sabbat and how he plans on leaving it. The latest books seem to write of a un-life of isolation after leaving the sabbat. for most of the diaries from here on, Elia talks a lot about moving, as well as rewriting about pages from past diaries or rewriting the same events multiple times (as if he either lost cognition of time or has been having memory issues); he also writes a lot about "visions of death plagueing his slumber". all of the writings in these diaries are dated and its very obvious he would write very sporadically. it is also to note that in these diaries are the first without any addeed notes or pictures stashed between the pages. although all diaries seem full they seem to cut off when he moved to Florence, the entire part of his un-life spent in milan seems to be completely missing (see section: LAST DIARY)

OTHER ARTEFACTS: Upon his final death, Elia left some artefacts outside his have, either because they were on his person when he was killed, or deliberately left to kindred close to him. To Rhadamès: being his "partner" in his last years, Elia left him several jewels, necklaces especially. Is of note a pair of brass hair pins decorated with amaranth flowers made of silk thread. To Amelia: being the kindred that killed him, Amelia got everithing Elia had on his person. of note are his last diary and his skull, left behind after his death.

LAST DIARY: the one diary missing from the collection in Elia's haven and now among Amelia's possessions. in his last diary he talks about moving to Milan and his last couple years there. in this diary he seems extremely disillusioned and tired of his unlife, often writing something of the sorts of: "at this point either i reach golconda or i let myself die". the dates are very sporadic, only writing of important events, sometimes alternated by prayers or reminders on how to create the wards he placed on his haven. of note are the parts where he speaks of Rhadamès. notably he never calls him by name, referring to him only as "the serpent", but does include medieval-like illustrations of him. within the book he writes of his meeting with Rhadamès, especially the moths leading up to it where he was stalking him. in this period Elia writes of how he wouldnt mind being killed by this "serpent" and how he hopes that being killed by the "embodyment of evil" might grant him some mercy after his death. the following entries, tho, speak of various conversations he had with Rhadamès, as well as a renewed desperation, as he realises the Ministry is not gonna be his end.

THE LAST ENTRY: (not dated) "[...] ho sentito di questa Magister della Piramide. Dicono che abbia fatto ricerche sul Golconda. È arrivato il momento di stare a quanto promesso. Le farò visita stanotte.

Deus meus, ex toto corde pǽnitet me ómnium meórum peccatórum, éaque detéstor, quia peccándo, non solum pœnas a te iuste statútas proméritus sum, sed præsértim quia offéndi te, summum bonum, ac dignum qui super ómnia diligáris. Ideo fírmiter propóno, adiuvánte grátia tua, de cétero me non peccatúrum peccandíque occasiónes próximas fugitúrum. Amen." translation: "(in italian) [...] I heard of this Magister of the Pyramid. They say she researched Golconda. It is time to fulfill my promise. I will visit her tonight.

(in latin)(Act of Contrition) O my God, I am heartily sorry for having offended Thee, and I detest all my sins because of thy just punishments, but most of all because they offend Thee, my God, who art all good and deserving of all my love. I firmly resolve with the help of Thy grace to sin no more and to avoid the near occasion of sin. Amen."

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[mostlyskinart]

I got to draw Jack and Ezekiel for @mochizuke-creates ✨🩸 Always happy when I get to draw gorgeous characters.

[toreadorcaretaker]

VTM: where you have a high chance of having an unkind sire (most clans), or you have a high chance of having an incredibly sweet and caring sire but you have to eat them later (Salubri)

[cynical-tuba]

Natanel's beast.

Natanel doesn't have a very good relationship with his beast. It's always there, it's in his mind, he cannot shake it. It's vile, It always hungers, it wants, it clings to the stronger individuals around him and uses them until there's nothing left.

He is weak. He is fragile, he is kind. He is desperate and the beast is every ugly little part of him.

[supersquiddle]

Portraits of the Coterie locally known by their code name 'The Coffee Shop'. (A portrait series I drew of mine and other player's Chicago by Night characters!) Info about the characters under the cut, in order of appearance:

Lucas (Malkavian, played by myself) - Formally the twitch streamer known as Lucas Gardiner, upon embrace his mind was blended with that of an elder Malkavian dwelling in the cobweb, who incompletely uploaded his own consciousness in an attempt to escape death long ago. Now a completely new person, he walks through his unlife with a new sense of purpose; never mind that his friends and fans are unnerved by the new accent and occultist hobbies. He loves them just the same as always.

Arwin Moore (Banu Haqim, played by FoolishPhoenix) - Noble and refined, a young man from a wealthy old money family from Ohio, he was turned on a night of bloodshed which assured his loyalty to Banu Haqim in the eyes of his sire. Now, he lives his unlife attempting to gain power and status equal to what he had as a mortal within kindred society, as well as to enact his own justice upon the unrestrained and vile cainites who stalk the streets of Chicago.

Meredith Williams (Salubri) Technically the oldest of the coterie, a former WW1 nurse who lives her unlife in fear of final death. Posing as a caitiff around her fellow kindred, her nights are largely spent isolated in her apartment, hacking into Chicago’s networks and building the odd plastic explosive; you never know when you’ll need one.

Patrick ‘Pate’ Rowe (Ravnos) - A soft-spoken man who has gone through his undead life with his beloved friend & famulus, Crawdad. In an attempt to reconnect with his missing brother, he joined the world of Kindred; only becoming aware of his new nature, and that his brother is his sire, after spending many years in the wilderness.

[luoniiel]

salubri + their bloodbound tzimisce :3 🖤

[spell-fox]

Wei Tian

Along with Bonny, Wie Tian is the other leader the library doesn't have. He doesn't get above ground much, for reasons that might be Tremere-shaped. Would much rather be reading poetry than engaging in the current conflict, but he absolutely cannot risk the Library falling into other, Tremere-sympathetic, hands.

Clothing wise, he is all about blending in and hiding, usually keeping his hood up and face covered. He keeps things very plain and practical. Dark dyes are available at the time but not common for fashion reasons. Man wants to make his obfuscation as easy as possible.

He sticks to local clothes again to assist with blending in, though it would be fun if he gets some time to wear fashions of home when he was alive.

[brainrustle]

Tanavar's Salubri Azrael for the Pride Art Exchange on the VtM art server Gallery Noir