Once again, the Sept's assembly area has been prepared for use by Henry and the Kin.
On one side of the assembly area's tree, an open fire pit was been constructed by stacking old bricks to form a low circular wall. A spiral, wrought iron bracelet is suspended over the fire on a polished wooden staff supported by two forked branches. A shirtless blond in leather pants tends the fire, occasionally feeding in a piece or two of wood to maintain the fire.
It's still early so the assembly area is still almost deserted. Henry, nude and painted with a multitude of symbols and designs, sits on a cured deer-skin mat and looks at his bag of runes.
**This time I know who it will be - Seigfried Thunder-Claw.**
Leaving the bag where it sits, Henry starts chanting....
A bit over three hours later, Henry is no longer seated, though the cast bones are still where they fell. Other items have joined them on the deerskin - items of personal importance to various Kin, including a Purple Heart medal, an old hunting knife, and a old framed black and white photograph of a man in a military uniform.
There is an audience seated around the tree, watching the proceedings. A red-headed usher seats a late arrival. While the assembly area is by no means full, a the number respectable number of Kin and Garou seated is respectable.
With a sense of resolve, Henry begins to wrap up his Rite of Summoning. "Seigfried Thunder-Claw, Full Moon of the Fenrir, I call on you..."
((OOC: Henry needs to pierce the Gauntlet first: Spending a Willpower; Gnosis roll of 6d10: 2,2,3,5,9,10. For the Summoning Rite, also spending a Willpower, difficulty reduced by three for spending three hours on the rite, and by whatever the GM determines is appropriate for Henry's preparations. Wits+rituals roll is 7d10: 3,4,5,7,7,9,10))