Perhaps three or four times in a century, when the full moon rises on Halloween night, a certain ritual may -- perhaps must -- be performed, by the right people at the right place. A ritual which will ward off the Outer Gods from this world, or call them back in full force. For untold ages, the closers have won... but often just barely.
The ritual, once invoked, cannot be stopped -- no matter what certain occult organizations might think of it, or of its participants, they are bound not to prevent it. But they can send observers, sometimes even participants.
This year, on this particular Night in the Lonesome October, the White Council dragooned Harry Dresden and Mouse.
Discuss.
--Sam
"How the hell did I do that?"
The ritual, once invoked, cannot be stopped -- no matter what certain occult organizations might think of it, or of its participants, they are bound not to prevent it. But they can send observers, sometimes even participants.
This year, on this particular Night in the Lonesome October, the White Council dragooned Harry Dresden and Mouse.
Discuss.
--Sam
"How the hell did I do that?"