After Prince Narses proclaims Lorenzo welcome, the former doctor's body language becomes more relaxed, as nods and bows to the Prince before returning to Lord Benne's side.
As the conversations in the chamber continue, Lorenzo silently listens, taking mental notes of names, clans, and interactions within the room.
Michael looks michele square in the eyes.
"Yes Sergei is dangerous. And as i have explained once before he is looking for his lost sister and trying to root out all 'patrons' of the night. He is very resourceful and he can hold his own in a knife fight. He has won his fair shares of battle. I told 'Hans' that i would observe him and keep track from within his organization so we can stay o e step ahead of the game"
Michael rests against a near by wall arms folded on his chest
"He wanted to observe the murder scenes of two people that were recently killed. He believed it would reveal secrets to their killer... "
Xing Shi will stick to the shadows best she can with her new package and head toward Luigi Vespuchi's residence. He is the only one she knows that knows multiple languages and could possibly translate this girl for him so she can learn where Michael is.
Michael Santos
"So was he able to figure out who this killer was?" after a brief pause
" no matter as I suppose. Are you set with our arrangement?"
I was told hat my human mind in its weakened state would be even more fractured and wouldn't stand the test. I am thankful for the offer but I doesn't matter much who i was before. I have reconstructed a new self and it suits me just fine he says with a smile I can look at things with a new eye and experience the joy of acquiring knowledge. Would you mind telling me more of the order an its history and about the war ? he says smiling in the end
Venice by Night – Tuesday March 11, 1309
Andrew the Hardy
Aodhan shakes his head, "No, those bastards still refuse to see anyone. From the information I have gathered, the Noble houses are fighting amongst themselves trying to decide the right step to take next in the crisis with Ferrara. Evil afoot eh? Well, Luag is upstairs if you need his blade. Donnach I have not seen but I think he may have left a note for you in the rooms upstairs".
Venice by Night – Tuesday March 11, 1309
Xing Shi
You arrive at the Vespucci manse with your charge in tow. The guards let you in having seen you before.
As you enter the house Adelchi [Vespucci's son] approaches, "Young Lady. What is the meaning of this disturbance?" You are amused by his attitude, he is little older than you.
Venice by Night – Tuesday March 11, 1309
Finn Garrety
Vykos appears disappointed, "Very well then. The history is long in the telling but I will sum up. We once were powerful and wise. We now are weak and scattered. I have made a series of deals which will grant us some measure of our old power back again. My time runs short, part of the agreement was for the man who you found murdered in the alley to be a key piece of my plan. Unfortunately for me, his death leaves a void which may foul plans I have worked hard to bring to fruition. If your old self you do not remember and your new self is a mere construction but one which has little influence or power, how would you feel about reinventing yourself once again?"
Venice by Night – Tuesday March 11, 1309
Alessandro Khadaji & Lorenzo Cappelli
Prince Narses glares at Sadir, "The moniker of snake is well deserved for your kind. You come to me seeking a fugitive from your own brand of justice yet you seek a reprieve for three who are outlaws? Their own clans consider them anathema to all they hold dear, including one who my own Clan Elders have deemed a target to be liquidated".
He pauses, "Still such service at a time like this I would find favorable. Tell the good Captain and his pirates that if they complete this series of missions, one of the first orders of business will be to decide on their ultimate fate. I will suggest a pardon for their crimes. That is the best I can do for them".
Venice by Night – Tuesday March 11, 1309
Alessandro Khadaji & Lorenzo Cappelli
Sadir bows, "I can use that Prince Narses".
As Sadir returns to Lord Jurgen, Brexiano steps forward.
"Court is officially ended, those who wish to stay for the blood festivities are welcome".
With that said Prince Narses turns to those seated behind him and collectively the three melt into the shadows and disappear.
Alessandro
Alyssa turns to you, "Let us speak with this Lord Jurgen unless you wish to take your leave?"
Lorenzo
Brexiano approaches the two of you, "Welcome to the Blood Lorenzo. I would think you have many questions. As the Seneschal for the Prince, I am happy to answer any questions you may have".
Venice by Night – Tuesday March 11, 1309
Finn Garrety
Vykos claps his hands, "Wonderful".
The door opens and Dragan enters carrying the corpse of the man that he slew earlier in the night. Dragan does not appear nearly as beastly though his wild hair and clothing are unkempt. Somehow the color of the clothing hides the blood stains which must have covered him earlier. He is wet, perhaps a dip in the lagoon cleaned him off.
Vykos gestures to Dragan, "Carry him upstairs, I will conduct the ritual there".
Vykos grasps your hand Finn and assists you in rising. He leads you up the stairs. "I will need you to be this man. I will transfer him memories to you, though the method is most unpleasant, it is necessary. You are reaching the threshold of the point of no return my young Obertus friend. If you choose to go, I can relieve you of the memories of our meeting and leave you to go on your way. Normally I would slay you and make you a fine coat for one of my Carpathian cousins but as a Revenant of my former Order, I would show you mercy I would show to few others".
Venice by Night – Tuesday March 11, 1309
Andrew the Hardy
"Tis no surprise tha I had known better men to request tha aid an likewise be turned away."
"Let us go upstairs then and see who is up for tha challenge on tha mainland!"
"We are good to go. I will have the group of men on standby the preformed the last job. The good shall be delivered"
Venice by Night – Tuesday March 11, 1309
Lorenzo Cappelli
"Thank you, Lord Brexiano. At least I assume that is the proper honorific, if not, please correct me. And perhaps more importantly, thank you for sending Moses to watch over me the past few days. He was nothing short of magnificent.
While Simon of the Nosferatu was able to teach me some of the basics, there is still much I must learn about the society I find myself in. Beyond the Prince and your role as Seneschal, are there other offices of authority I should be aware of?"
Xing places the lady down on a couch without saying anything to the boy and when she is sure she is safe rounding on him with a frown on her face.
"Quite, can't you see she's sleeping! Where is your father?"
Michael Santos
"Very well then. When I have the specifics I will be back."
I will head back to my house.
Venice by Night – Tuesday March 11, 1309
Xing Shi
"My father is asleep. If you wish to discuss anything with him, least of all this young sleeping woman who I have never laid eyes on before I suggest you return on the morrow".
Venice by Night – Tuesday March 11, 1309
Michele Querini
You walk home on a night which is quite dark due to the thick cloud cover. The darkness is so thick, you have to slow down your travel path to ensure you retain proper footing.
Finally you arrive at home as you place the key in your lock to turn it, you realize the door is not locked.
Venice by Night – Tuesday March 11, 1309
Michael Santo
You sit in your office working on the Gondola's which are still in the boathouse. It is critical that the false bottoms in each boat are working properly else the job you planned for Querini will go awry. Even with "Hans" looking over you, you can ill afford to botch this job.
The door creaks open and you look up to see who has entered. Wearing a crooked grin is the old monk who escaped you and the hunters on the mainland a few days ago. You stand about 4 feet below him in a Gondola, he has no easy way to reach you of that you are certain, unless he decides to leap down at you anyway.
"My master has claimed that you are to be left alone but he is no longer in the city. I will wring your neck and cast your lifeless body out to sea fool. Time to meet your maker, Boatman!"
Initiative
Venice by Night – Tuesday March 11, 1309
Finn Garrety
I believe that you are older than you think you are "Finn Garrety". The Order was destroyed long ago. After Gesu had fallen, our Carpathian cousins sacked the Obertus monasteries which dotted the landscape of the northern Byzantine Empire. Symeon and I were lucky to have close contacts with Velya and other Carpathians of his ilk who saw value in what the Obertus order achieved. Your family lives but their numbers have dwindled".
As you ascend the stairs you enter a room which appears to have been ostentatiously decorated for a room at such a common Inn. This must be Vykos' temporary quarters.
"The Ritual will not replace your personality with his, it will simply allow you to absorb his memories. Make no mistake it will be a painful and somewhat confusing process. For you to have value to me, you must undertake it. This is your last chance Brother Finn, hereafter you will be mine body and mind".
As Vykos asks the questions, Dragan brings the body upstairs and lays it down on the bed. In the light of the room, the man appears to be a mess, Dragan's claws and fangs eviscerated the poor fellow.
Venice by Night – Tuesday March 11, 1309
Andrew the Hardy
You ascend the stairs with Aodan in tow. Once you arrive in the suite you see Luag in the common area necking with an attractive woman. She seems a bit startled but Luag calms her down and she relaxes enough to remain in the room.
"I see you have been busy getting to know our neighbors", Aodhan quips smiling.
Andrew, the door to the room you share with Donnach is closed. Luag speaks, "Andrew, Donnach left you a letter it is in your room".
Venice by Night – Tuesday March 11, 1309
Alessandro Khadaji & Lorenzo Cappelli
Lorenzo
Brexiano frowns, "Ah yes Simon. An affable fellow for a Monster. You may address me as Lord Brexiano or merely Brexiano whichever you prefer. The role of Senescahl is unique to Venice. My powers encompass those of Chamberlain, Keeper, and Sheriff. The Chamberlain is the mouth piece and intermediary of the Prince. Those issues that the Prince does not wish to deal with are dealt with by me. Those who wish to meet with the Prince come to me to discuss the issues first. The Keeper maintains Elysium both from a cultural and security aspect. I ensure that events are pleasing to those who wish to attend and that all who dwell within are safe from, well from each other. The Sheriff handles any threats which may require physical altercations including enforcing the Traditions. There are other lesser titles which our kind can attain but these are the most important".
Alessandro
Alyssa takes your silence to mean no objection. She approaches Lord Jurgen and the Vampire known as Sadir who are speaking to one another.
Jurgen takes and kisses the hand of Alyssa, "It is my pleasure to make your acquaintance my dear. I am Lord Jurgen of Clan Ventrue. This shabbily dressed fellow is Sadir of Clan Setite. May I have the pleasure of speaking with you outside of this setting this evening/"
Alyssa allows Jurgen to kiss her hand, "Yes, you may Lord Jurgen. Tell me Sadir, have you ever met a member of Clan Ventrue named Enri?"
Before Sadir can respond, the sounds of shouting drown out the rest of the sounds in the room.
The Room
Francois is screaming at Raphael at the top of his lungs in french while Rafael is at the edge of laughing in Francois' face. The woman with Francois seeks to hold him back from a physical alterctaion.
Brexiano sighs, "A Seneschal's work is never done".
He moves to engage the two.
As he away from you Lorenzo, le Fanu and his shadowy companion also move towards the exit. "Are you sure about this?" le Fanu asks. The figure replies but his voice trails away and cannot be hard as they depart the room, especially over the yelling.
Alessandro
As he does so, in the middle of the upheaval, Sadir quickly slips out of the room. Alyssa turns to follow but Jurgen blocks her way. "I think now would be a good time for our discussion no? Come walk with me".
Lorenzo
As Brexiano moves away another Kindred moves in, this Kindred is a beautiful woman with flawless skin and perfectly sculpted hair designed in the latest Parisian fashion. Her clothes look as if she were about to attend a formal dinner at the castle of a King, a fitting outfit for this place it seems. Trailing behind her is a handsome man who is also impeccably dressed.
She curtsies, "Good evening Lord Benne and Lord Cappelli. I am Helena la Jouste of the Courts of Love. This is my Childe Victor la Rouche. I wished to congratulate you both on achieving a lofty position as Inner Circle member of Clan Cappadocian".
Venice by Night – Monday March 10, 1309
Baldemar de Frisia
After a long night out with Lord Andrew you and Sir Martin retire to the Teutonic Keep. A missive from another messenger, this one a male unlike the last, confirms that Lord Jurgen will arrive on the next night.
You are appreciative of that fact as the events and things you learned this night have shaken your view of the world in a way that has not happened since the fall of the Outremer.
You bed down late in the evening, well past midnight, for the first time in a long time.
Venice by Night – Tuesday March 11, 1309
You spent the day anticipating a visit from either Lord Jurgen or the Lord of Moray.
As the sun fell, Christol and the manservant of Lord Jurgen left the Keep to meet with him as he arrived in the city, or at least that is what they claimed. The woman has finally taken to wearing proper attire for her station, much to your relief.
By 8 pm, neither Lord has arrived. You know that the Lord of Moray stays at the Way of Kings Inn.
Venice by Night – Tuesday March 11, 1309
Bassanio
Having been in Venice for a few weeks you begin to see that this place is a pot waiting to boil over. The wars on the mainland have created friction with the Papacy and internally as it seems the Pope has some allies within the Great Council.
As these matters are out of your control you focus on what you can control, the family business here in the City. Although, are you truly in control of that? Is this what you wish to do with your life, count coins? As you contemplate whether this is the right choice for you, the appointment that Etio set up for you arrives at your office much later in the evening than you would have liked!
The man is rather young and not very well dressed. Still he has an affable face and a firm handshake.
"Ciao Signore Bassanio, I am Federico. I was told that you were the man to seek if no other bank would lend assistance. Was I correct in this?"
Venice by Night – Tuesday March 11, 1309
Vitaliano da Riva
After a long day of work in your office, humble though it may be, you have scraped enough product together to deliver a healthy meal to the needy. You chuckle at the thought, these monsters need more than just a healthy meal! Still, your business allows you to make coin, help people one never knows if you help the right person high society is just around the corner... and prevent yourself from becoming a meal.
You set the jar carefully in your bags to ensure it does not spill as you transport it and at that moment the bells on your door jingle alerting you to the presence of customers. Stepping around the partition you see two of your regulars, though their recent line of work leaves a great deal to be desired. You had much more respect for these two when they were low life thugs and not the whoremasters they are now.
Still their story is your dream, a stranger in an alley gave them money and now they are living the dream! Why could that not have happened to you.
"Evening Doctor ", quips Mario. Maurizio laughs at his friends use of the term, their grins enrage you but these are not two to be taken lightly...
Vitaliano carefully set the bag aside out of site from prying eyes before closing the flaps on it. He adjusted his attire and took a few calming breaths before stepping out of his office. He had a slight look of annoyance on his face as he saw the grins but carefully and quickly disguised it as he walked up to counter.
"Evening Gentlemen to what do I owe your visit to my humble business?" he asked trying to keep his business persona up. His hands went to his hair and adjusted it in the normal manner before making sure his sleeves were cuffed appropriately in case they had real business for him. "I'm afraid you will have to make it quick, I have another patient that I must attend to at their house." he said hoping that it would hurry the wretches into leaving before their filth contaminates his decor.
Venice by Night – Tuesday March 11, 1309
Andrew the Hardy
"Rightly so,....now all but Donnach is accounted for. Let me peruse tha letter an make plans o future days."
Andrew goes into his room, to find the letter.....
Xing looks between the boy and the girl.
"You know your right. I should have been more considerate and come earlier. I apologize."
She goes to gather up the girl and head out.
Bassanio considers the man before him. I hope Etio has found us a good venture. If he has brought this man before me it is likely to be of some promise. I pray this goes well. Father will have no choice but to start paying me some respect for my ways have their merit. There is more to business than counting coin. What is the sense in having all the coin in the world if one does not know how to make use of it? The earning of it is for the purpose of its spending after all is it not? And must not its spending be for the enjoyment of the earner? Besides a second purpose there also exists. No man would deal with a pauper for a banker. If one is well outfitted and displayed to be of sufficient means, such a banker is one in which a customer would have faith in and all would flock to. And how would one meet such customer if one locked up with books of accounts. It is at the parties where nobles and businessmen dwell and it is there that we may make our bank and our name known. But this logic falls on deaf ears in Florence."
Bassanio greets the man in what he has learned to be the proper Venitian custom. "Good evening Federico. I am glad that you are able to make our appointment. With the city so... aroused I feared some ill tidings may have befallen you. Though now I am glad to see you well and here. Let me not ignore my manners. Please, come in and do make yourself comfortable." he leads him into the drawing room and offers him a seat. "May I offer you some refreshment? The staff will have supper ready soon. I am a late eater and if you have not already dined I would insist, if it is not an inconvenience, that you eat with me."
"Now to business good sir. You have heard both correctly and incorrectly. We are not a bank to squander our means else we would have long been parted from such, though we do have our own measure of a worthy venture. We have branches in many important trading cities.
We can offer you letters of payment which will enable you to deliver goods in one place and receive the payment in another without worry for safe transportation of monies. We offer bills lading and letters of credit to ensure your monies are paid only once your goods are received at their destination or vis-a-vis. We also offer credit against surety so that trade may commence even when capital is otherwise occupied. Else keep your sums safely stored in our vaults and withdraw such at any of our branches as per your convenience. All for a reasonable fee of course.
Please present your case to me and it shall considered fairly. And hope we may be of assistance to you." he finishes listening intently.
Venice by Night – Tuesday March 11, 1309
Lorenzo Cappelli
"Thank you, Lord Brexiano." Lorenzo says the the Seneschal as the older vampire makes his way to deal with the escalating issues between the Toreador vampires.
Seeing le Fanu and his shadowy companion make haste from the chamber, Lorenzo says to Lord Benne, "All the yelling of the frenchmen seems to have driven away that pair."
After the beautiful woman and her childe introduce themselve, Lorenzo responds, "Good evening to you, Lady Helena and Lord Victor. A pleasure to meet you both." Otherwise, Lorenzo is silent, defering to his sire for further comment.
Alessandro quarter-steps between the two immortals, indicating he would interpose while not outright doing so. The mortal's hands, low, empty and away from his body with palms forward.
Some would consider this timing... opportunistic.
Stupid move, Alessandro. Protective, but stupid. On a positive note, if you do not die, right here, right now... All present should eventually understand you are not to be trifled with.
Where are those overgrown guards, anyway?
Storyteller Shadow
I will walk around the side of the house to see if I can hear or see anyone inside. If I do not I will enter cautiously.
dc 6
The realization of this mans work his michael hard. This creature is going to defy his masters wishes and try to take me out. All the color drains from Michaels face the paralyzing fear brings tension to Michaels legs and small trace of vomit to his throat.... the fear quickly turns into anger as he draws fourth his blade from the back of his garments. Never has this blade left his side since it was given to him during their first battle.
"Come creature I'm ready to die"
Michael kicks off of any near bank or wall and allowing the currect to set the gondola adrift
Venice by Night – Tuesday March 11, 1309
Vitaliano da Riva
Maurizio smiles, "Doc, we are looking for a woman, a foreigner who has been roaming the streets. Our employer believes that she is alive but Mario and I think that she may have made her way here. She is about 5'6" tall, dirty blonde hair, blue eyes, quite pretty according to our employer. Goes by the name Katriana. Seen anyone like that alive or... otherwise?"
Venice by Night – Tuesday March 11, 1309
Andrew the Hardy
You open the door and find the note left on your bed,
"Greetings Andrew. I have been in discussions with the Giovanni regarding assistance for the cause. A cousin of Pietro, Ambrogino Giovanni, has agreed to travel to our ancestral home and evaluate whether his family will have a viable means to recover their investment. Based on how negotiations are going, I may well be back with a full clan of my own before these damnable Venetian politicians crack their doors to the sunlight! Godspeed my friend".
Venice by Night – Tuesday March 11, 1309
Xing Shi
Adelchi looks a bit taken aback, "Yes, well my father rises before the sun crests the horizon, if your mater is so urgent I suggest you return then".
Venice by Night – Tuesday March 11, 1309
Finn Garrety
He appears to be telling the truth though there is likely something he is not telling you...
Vykos frowns at the excessive questioning, "The less you know the better but I shall tell you anyway as I have little to gain by lying to you. The vessel you see before you is, was, the last living descendent on Prince Narses. My goal was to present him to the Prince as the Inner Circle member who would be my chosen representative in the city. No doubt, the presence of his remaining kin would have given me a lifeline to Narses few others had, even we believe an invitation to his inner sanctum. From information gathered there by this pawn, we would analyze the strengths of the Prince and when we are ready to strike at least have some idea of the defenses he has set in place. Now, I am not sure whether this plan will work but I am willing to try if you are willing to try. Know that it is Prince Narses whose machinations brought low the Dream and with it the Order you so cherished".
Venice by Night – Tuesday March 11, 1309
Bassanio
Federico clears his throat, "Until recently, I was an employee of Cappelli storage, a warehousing company here in the city. In my spare time, I grew pipeweed on a plot off ancestral land located on the mainland. My pipeweed is quite good, there is something about the land which gives it a flair no other I have ever smoked creates. Through sheer luck, I met a Lord from the faraway land of Scotland, a Lord who knows the value of good pipeweed. With his assistance, I was able to sell my small plot for a good deal more than it is worth to the family who owns the rest of the land. This Lord, Andrew of Moray, has promised to assist in this venture by selling what I grow in his homeland. But while I have a good deal of ducats, I need a good deal more and the right connections to acquire more land to grow my product. It is with these issues that I sought you out as I have nowhere else left to turn".
Vitaliano stopped and thought about the patients he had seen that day and the last couple. The description did not bring anyone to mind, but if there was a chance at coin then he wouldn't completely turn them away. He frowned a bit, and rubbed his temples. "I'm afraid that I haven't had the pleasure of meeting this person, but should I...well I'll be happy to try and find some way to let you know. Now then, my friends, if you will excuse me I have other business to attend to." He gave a slight bow to the gentlemen and turned about to head back into the backroom to gather up his supplies for the latest shipment. These men were barely worth his time, but the ones he was coming to see tonight...well they were worth his life at the moment.
Venice by Night – Tuesday March 11, 1309
Alessandro Khadaji & Lorenzo Cappelli
Lorenzo
Your Sire shrugs, "A Madman and a Monster, who wishes to be privy to what it is they speak of anyway?"
As the two introduce themselves Benne kisses the hand of Helena and nods to Victor. The yelling between the two Toreador ceases as Francois and his Childe step out of the building. Helena smiles at you though Victor remains neutral, "Quite well mannered Neonate, there is certainly promise for you".
"I thank you my dear, tell me, are you not aligned with Francois Villon? I have heard that he is well respected amongst your peers though a mere Anacillae".
Victor shakes his head, "My Lady has much more experience at Court and is a much more suitable choice for..." Helena cuts him off, "Now, now Victor. We are here to celebrate the victory of Lord Benne, not bore him with the struggles of the Courts of Love".
Alessandro
As you step forward so too does the woman standing near Lord Jurgen. He places his hand up and she pauses mid-stride, "Loyalty and courage. I admire that mortal. Or are you perhaps canny enough to realize that in this place even should I want to I cannot strike you down? No matter, I mean your Mistress no harm. Come along with us, we have much to discuss outside of the earshot of inquiring minds".
Alyssa sighs, "Very well Lord Jurgen". She turns to one of the Guards who is walking towards your group though watching Brexiano. "Is there a place here that we can sit in discourse away from the rest of the Rabble present?"
The guard points to a set of stairs, Alyssa heads in that direction with you in tow. Jurgen gives a not what I had in mind look but follows along anyway.
As you climb with Jurgen and his female companion in tow, another figure heads down the stairs. A woman whose beauty rivals and perhaps even exceeds Alyssa's comes into view. She sniffs you and pauses on the stairs, "This one smells delicious, may I?" he fangs begin to grow as she stands so near you.
Venice by Night – Tuesday March 11, 1309
Michele Querini
You see and hear nothing as you attempt to peer into your own window, the good news is no broken glass this time.
As you enter the house you find your "wife" is not present. Missing is some of her clothing and one of your travel cases...
Venice by Night – Tuesday March 11, 1309
Michael Santo
The Monk leaps onto your Gondola but the motion you provided to the boat prevents him from gaining good footing and his swing at you is a wild haymaker.
Venice by Night – Tuesday March 11, 1309
Lorenzo Cappelli
Having heard the term on a couple of occasions this evening, Lorenzo waits for a pause in the conversation before asking, "Please pardon my interuption, but curiosity very well be my undoing beyond being one of my greatest strengths. What are these Courts of Love you speak of? If I may ask."
Venice by Night – Tuesday March 11, 1309
Vitaliano da Riva
Maurizio grunts in frustration, "Well if you see the woman, it is worth a great deal of coin to us. So let us know. Good evening, Doctor".
You make your way through the streets of the city criss crossing your path a few times to make sure the figures out on the street with you are just moving along and not following you, it would not be seemly to be seen in your nocturnal ventures by those of the proper station!
Finally you step under the bridge and through the secret tunnel where your contact meets with you every other night. Though your offering is meager compared to the past few months, the Doge's edict after all is cutting down on street violence, you have enough to satisfy him you believe.
You allow your vision to adjust to the darkness before sloshing through the tunnel, your sense are raw and tingle as they do each time you enter the world of these dangerous predators.
As you push through the cloth which provides a makeshift door you find that the chamber is empty but for three sets of guttering candles. You pause for a moment, you figured you were late not early thug wit the cloud cover it was hard to tell how mate it was based on the placement of the moon.
Being here alone you observe for the first time that this place has some actual organization, it is not just a mere garbage dump as you always expected.
Instinct, nothing more. Old habits... die hard.
His smile professional, not smug. The merchant prince follows along, keeping an eye on the woman with Jurgen.
As the beautiful woman coming down the stair reveals her fangs, Alessandro realizes how helpless he really is... with no way to defend himself. His fate, up to Alyssa.