The Tower Inverted
Leader: Salvatore DeVito (NPC)

Node: 3

Background:
[Intelligence+Lore:Traditions, difficulty 7]

The Flamingo Casino was envisioned as a symbol of gangster Benjamin 'Bugsy' Siegel's desperate bid for legitimacy in his life. Plagued during its construction by wartime shortages, Mafia ties and ill luck. The grand opening was a flop due to its last-minute dating and inclement weather. Siegel himself never got to see his creation become profitable - early in 1947, he was famously shot to death.

The small and scattered Awakened population of Las Vegas were astute in noticing a familiar symbolism in the construction of Siegel's casino. The ostentatious hotel, erected in what was then the desert, seven miles south of Las Vegas proper appeared like a flop, but to a Hermetic card sharp, L�on Fitzurse, bani Fortunae, there were potent connections all over the place. Lines of sacred geometry forming a crucial juncture of mystical energy, the inauspicious location in a desert wasteland evocative of the The Tower of the Tarot arcana. Even Siegel's death had powerful symbolism to a member of Fitzurse's Cabal. Euthanatos Madeleine Porter saw in the gangster's demise a re-telling of an ancient myth; the King that provides prosperity to his Kingdom by sacrificing himself for its sake.

The question of if Siegel consciously affected these portents or was unwillingly enslaved to them went unanswered at his death. Over the next few years, Fitzurse and his Cabal quietly assumed the Flamingo, then concealed themselves within the building's architecure. The discovery that Siegel had built a large enclosed vault in the building in the paranoia of his last days made the perfect beginnings of a sanctum. Though Reality had been slowly strangleholded by the forces of Reason, in the middle of the 20th century, the Ascension War had not reached full-blown prorportions, and the proper rituals to further protect the vault from the eyes of enemies attracted little attention. Once founded, the Chantry opened its doors, cautiously, to their fellowes in the Nine Traditions. The transient nature of Las Vegas ensured that most of their guests were transient fixtures, rather than permanent additions, but over time, secondary cabals formed and a loose fellowship established itself.

Sometime in the late 1960s, L�on's tenure ended after a protracted conflict with a rival collaboration of Verbena and Ecstatics, and a junior member of the Chantry, Salvatore DeVito rose to take his place. The people he gathered around him to share administrative responsibility changed several times in the ensuing decades - presently, they are a tightly-knit trimvirate comprising of himself, a relatively young Cultist of Ecstasy, Tara Kalavan, and Clark Ahti a Dreamspeaker who fulfills almost exactly the same obligations as the woman who preceded him.

When the Open Eye arrived in Vegas in 2007, the Tower Inverted raised neither hand nor protest against the newcomers' founding of a power base in the city. If anything, they just continued with operations as usual; castling around their assets in the onslaught of city-wide problems Gavin O'Neil seemed to bring with him from New York like an ill wind.

Their doors have never been formally closed, even if they have been prudently cautious about advertising their presence. With the escalation of ruin in Las Vegas, the remaining mages of Tower Inverted have begun to extend their cautious hands out into the circles of the Awakened a little more readily.

Appearance:
The casino has been expanded considerably from its original structure. Hotel towers have been added to the original building; the entrance doors and driveway, once lit by a single neon sign, now lay beneath a dazzling array of red and gold lights that almost make the place look like it is ablaze. At night, the walls are illuminated in trademark, rosy, flamingo pink. Like most gaming establishments on the strip, the doors open into a dim, timeless haze of a gaming floor, a lounge and attractions such as the flamingo enclosure.

The Vault, the space where the Chantry is 'officially' located, is buried deep within the original tower's architecture. The primary entrance was routed in the 1950s by Fitzurse and company through the main elevator bay. Madeleine Porter's Lhaksmist sense of humor is apparant on the access trigger - a concealed elevator button bearing the number 13, in defiance of the old superstition. Because the number thirteen is seen as unlucky, casinos do not mark a floor with it.

The Vault is a reinforced structure, designed to keep out mundane threats from fire to nuclear fallout. Despite its protective construction, the interior is well-decorated. The protective wards are incorporated into the retro d�cor of the main lounge; the bar is open and stocked from the hotel's supplies. The main lounge is staffed by a singer and pianist and occasionally host Awakened-populated groups passing through the area, or Sleepers kept carefully in the dark about the place's nature. Notably absent among the Chantry's amenities is a dueling arena like a c�rtamen circle - the space is more construcitvely put to use as space reserved for other rituals, study and library space, and emergency accommodations.

Mechanics:
The Sanctum, Siegel's vault is diffiult to find for those who do not know the way. With even one rating in the Chantry background, the elevator access can be found. Otherwise, a roll of [Perception+Awareness, difficulty 9] or an appropriate escort is required.

Inside the Flamingo, Traditionalist effects are at -1 difficulty; within the Vault, most vulgar displays of magic are considered coincidental.

Staff:
Residing in a casino, the mages of Tower Inverted enjoy the protection of hotel security and camera systems to a great degree. A handful of custoi are buried within the Flamingo's staff, as well as the casino's regular patrons. Most of the true mundane operations of the hotel are run by Sleepers, however, and any vulgar activity in the public areas of the building is heavily discouraged.

While not a great nexus of spiritual activity, there are a scant few otherworldly presences lurking on the fringe. The Woman in the Red Dress is a torch singer with a Resonance to match her flaming red hair and couture. The elusive spirit, whether Materialized in the casinos lounge or decorating DeVito's arm in the Vault, seems to serve as an additional sentry.

Notable Figures:
[Intelligence+Lore: Traditions, difficulty 7]
[Intelligence+Lore: Specific Tradition, difficulty 5 (-1 within same Faction)]

Salvatore DeVito (NPC; Order of Hermes, House Flambeau)
[also: Intelligence + Lore: Underworld, difficulty 8]

He came to Vegas as a punk kid with no direction, and put down roots that needed to reach deep to survive in the harsh desert. He fell easily beneath the shadow of the Tower Inverted, and aided in its consolidation by branching out into the underworld around it. When it was time for him to assume a more active role, he had a relatively comfortable platform from which to step up.

Sal cuts a relatively public and influential figure; he signs the checks and calls the shots when they need one person to call them.

Tara Kalavan (NPC; Cult of Ecstasy, Fellowship of Pan)
Like most people in the places she came from, she adopted another name to protect her identity. Unlike most of her contemporaries, there was something in her that grew beyond into a greater understanding of what she could do with her place in the cosmos. When she arrived in Las Vegas from somewhere East, there was a wild hunger in her gaze, a knowledge that drove her right to the heart of where she wanted to be. She came to the Chantry with nothing, and when the founding Euthanatos followed a turn of the Wheel, saw a niche to move up into.

Clark Ahti (NPC; Dreamspeaker, Independent)
Keeping the restless spirits of the city, and particularly of the Flamingo, placated and attuned had been a burden that had once belonged to a woman, Donna, who had all of her luck ground into sand long before she Awakened. In 1998, it was time for her to pass that burden on and rest. The invisible workings of the city led her to a man who had, like her, lost everything. Down to his bottom dollar physically as well as metaphorically, he accepted the burden thrust upon him with a reluctant dignity, and was the sole witness to her passing into the Eternal.

Clark Ahti haunts the Flamingo like an unshaven ghost, but does not live beneath its roof.