Mage: The Suppressed Transmission is a Mage: The Ascension campaign I ran from the summer to winter of 2005 at Quarterstaff Games. I think of it as my first “real” campaign and present my session reports, mostly written just after the action, exactly as they are, excepting the occasional corrected typo.
The session began with the lead out of Evan, Henry and Kay hearing that it was raining in the umbra, and discovering that there might be a group of people, called stormwives, who might help them.
So they took off. Since Evan had never owned a car,and Henry’s car was floating in the umbra, they piled into Kay’s car. After a decent drive to the state forest where they were told they would find the stormwives, they tried to locate the maidens by magical means. Using a trail map as reference Henry discovered there were two groups of life forms not on the trail system who appeared to be human. After scanning for vibrations unique to quartz, the crystal he associates with magic, Henry matched one of the groups of life forms with a very large concentration of quartz.
So after a healthy argument over whether or not taking the car there was a good idea, they set out on foot,and a number of hours were spent trailblazing, and ruining Evan’s robes… but finally they came to a hill that overlooked the valley that contained the large amounts of prime. Now that they were at closer range a number of scans were made to discern whether or not the people we were looking for were down there,the result … inconclusive, so we pressed onwards.
But as we were passing by a brook we ran into a mud-caked person, who was initially very hostile towards us, Evan, naturally responding, faked out the person and ran, the other two decided to stay and chat with/kill it, depending. As Evan ran through the woods, baffled at why his comrades failed to follow him, he thought to go to the source of the quintessential energy and talk to whomever was in charge. Proceeding there he was captured and pinned,and his attempts at communication came to abrupt endings, until the other two arrived, escorted by the mud caked person, now known informally as Jane.
It turned out that Jane had been in the chatting mood,or at least after Henry and Kay had expended much magic and effort to calm and trick her into believe they had accidentally came here. After a lengthy discussion including many diplomatic arguments by Henry, and many rash sword-drawings by Kay, Jane had led them to the encampment, where Evan lay pinned to the ground.
Meanwhile, Evan, feverishly begging for his life, told the one who looked in charge about the rain in the umbra and how they were looking for the stormwives, which by now the cabal had determined these weren’t. The three were sent off to a clearing to await judgement. There they discussed at length the events which had brought them to their current predicament.