Alary's in the parking lot:
"I think we'd like a place outside of the local politics of the area, ifin you get my drift." Vinny shakes his head at Mal's ridiculous accent. "A place that we don't owe to anyone, you get me?"
Bill scratches his chin and says you can only go so far out of the city before you hit the Ring of Gold, the line agreed to in the treaty between our kind and the werewolves. So you can get a farm still in Forest Lake before county road J which is north of St Paul or you can get a farm at the edge of Bloomington which is south of Minneapolis. The problem is everything is inside the Ring of Gold which makes alot of resources tied up. Tell you what, how about give me to tomorrow and I will see what I can come up with for you and we can have it between friends me and you? Give me a ten percent finder's fee?
After a short pause, he continuese, "As for permission ta make a ghoul, I am aware o' what a ghoul is, but I do no know how they are made. Be it as simple as convincin' a mortal to drink me blood?"
Mal, Vinny, Kaydee:
Old Ben:
Sean and Kent:
The night ends for all and the dawn arises and then once more the sun sets at about 7:30 pm at night leaving you all a few hours prior to the meeting.
"I trust I shall see you at the introductions tonight Sean?"
"Remember, if you seek assistance from me, it is best that we make such an arrangement a private affair between we two".
Then he will enter and look for Kelly, awaiting with anticipation the chance to meet the full Court, and then, quite frankly, go feed!
Kent:
Kelly meets you and leaves his red headed and beautiful wife in charge of the bar. He is a huge scraggly looking guy with hands as big as your face so you wonder how he got so lucky. He comes out and has you hop into a limo with very well tinted windows and you drive down town St Paul and pick up Mr McNeely at the St Paul hotel where e comes out wearing a very nice suit. McNeely gets into the car and says I should be able to have you a good house for yourself and a place with your family business in the next few days if you are still interested of course.
Kent nods at the Elder, "Good evening Primogen McNeely.
Yes, I am indeed very much still interested in the offer. I appreciate your good will.
Tell me, are there a large influx of Cainites? I have had a brief encounter with a Caitiff who appears to be requesting permission to stay. Is the Princess likely yo accept an appeal from one so... downtrodden?"
Aside from the Grim Reaper of course.
I met the ah, Brujah Elder just the other night, a rather unpleasant and churlish fellow".
Seems to me one of his henchmen wanted to strike me, right inside of Elysium! Just for speaking mind you.
Poor etiquette to be sure, but the Brujah Elder waived him off. The Brujah Camarilla here seem even more aggressive than the Brujah Anarchs of Gary".
I did not suspect that it had any true meaning other than that of a story.
If true, how do the Toreador fit into this rivalry? Is their enmity for the Ventrue or the Brujah?"
Triel took a moment to appreciate the steam ship from afar with a smile - she hadn't seen one of those in a very long time indeed.
"No point in standing around here thinking about it" - she spoke to herself - "Lets just get this done" - and pressed on toward the main entrance, the long trench coat catching a bit of the breeze as she got closer - "Triel Carter" - she introduced herself to the ones at the door.
"Sir, yes sir" - she winks, and flashes a disarming smile to the man at the door - "Will do"
Kent gives his head a firm shake, "Now is not the time, perhaps another night we can discuss the past. For now, I shall follow your lead Elder". He bows graciously and deferentially but not in a way that would invite the thought of cravenness to an observer.
Kent and Triel at the same place and time (Triel a bit earlier)
the man at the door has a military look to him and appears to be mortal and he is holding a list and takes a look at it and says Welcome to St. Paul Ms. Carter, please enjoy the evening and remember this is Elysium for the night so please follow those rules. the man ushers you through some thick brocade velvet curtains with gold sash and ties the likes of which again you have not seen since the eighteen hundreds and you find yourself on a two deck working steam ship. You can feel the engine below humming and hear the coal burning in the engines. All of the lighting is candle light in lanterns and candlabras
When Kent and Mr. McNeely arrives he greets McNeely first and then when told Kent's name gives him the same greeting as above and allows you both in after any weapons are checked at the door.
Princess Harriet Lovejoy, Janice Jones, Keeper of Elysium, Joshua Grant Sourge, Andrew Garceau Primogen, Francis Erdman and John Marshal
Triel wanders around the area, managing somehow to subsume the unnatural fear of fire, and maintain her composure - "Whomever had this genius idea must like to see the shit hitting the fan" - she chuckles to herself.
Kent looks at the open flames, small as they are, and shrugs, "Indeed, something not seen everyday any longer".
He looks about the room to see who is present besides himself and the Primogen of course. Spotting Triel he nods to her respectfully.
Elysium, Harriet Island
Kindred begin arriving in ones and twos and sitting at their clan tables or standing and speaking to one another.
There is about thirty minutes of time to talk to arrivals until Elysium officially starts.
The Sheriff Matheson arrives first alone. The military man let's the sheriff pass without search nor checking the list. He is wearing sheriff body armor and carrying firearms openly. He has dark brown hair with silvering streaks and storm steel colored eyes and theore you look at him it is hard to tell if he is mortal or kindred.
Right after this Aaron Rinkler and Bob "The Cabbie" arrive. When they enter their masks fall away to reveal Nosferatu. Aaron is wearing a suit and tie and Mr. McNeely nods to him when he enters and tells Kent quietly That is the Nosferatu Primogen and head engineer of public works in Minneapolis, Aaron Rinkler, and with him Bob the cabbie, two of the best information brokers in the cities.
Kent nods to the Primogen. He has questions but holds them for now.
He mingles a bit with those who approach the Ventrue but stays near the Primogen for now awaiting the formal introductions.
Kent looks at the open flames, small as they are, and shrugs, "Indeed, something not seen everyday any longer".
"Yeah" - Triel smiles and looks Kent over from top to bottom - "You think it's on purpose? See if someone loses it?" - she chuckles again - "Might be fun actually"
"Yeah" - Triel smiles and looks Kent over from top to bottom - "You think it's on purpose? See if someone loses it?" - she chuckles again - "Might be fun actually"
Kent raises an eyebrow, "Perhaps, with the Kindred, one can never know what games are being played.
It may be an excuse to bring one with low courage and high esteem down in the eyes of their peers. It could be so many things. Or it could just be that the Elders don't like change overmuch. Harnessing electricity after all is rather new all things considered".
The door opens and closes and next to arrive is a creature who appears from the thin air with wings which looks like it's made of stone and it walks past the man without also being questioned and it and the sheriff have a conversation.
Next to arrive is a man who is wearing a gray suit with a tie. There seems to be a pause from the guy at the door and then he searches the guy who comes in from head to toe and then waves him in. McNeely says Greg Scarpa, the Grim Reaper, of the Malkavians
"Why do they call him that?" - she pipes in again - "I am Triel, by the way"
Mr. McNeely looks to you slowly as if you joined something you were not invited to and says I am McNeely of clan Ventrue, primogen, childe of Wilhelm, childe of Gustav, childe of Ehrentraud, childe to Ventrue. Who are you truly Triel?
"A pleasure to meet you Mr McNeely" - Triel smiles and nods, allowing the southern accent to play strongly in her words - "As for myself... I am just what you see - a good looking Brujah, perhaps a bit out of place in here. But I'll manage" - she shrugs - "Or did you mean something else?"
He wants to ask what the damned statue-like creature is but he supposes there will time for that later.
Kent notes Scarpa so he knows what he looks like finally after being warned of him at first arrival. Interesting how someone who appears so plain could be considered so deadly even among their own kind.
Kent watches the Primogen closely to gauge his reaction to the Brujah Triel.
Old Ben listened, watched, waited. He was sure he needed introduced, but could not for the life of him recall if he was supposed to do his own introductions... finally, after what might be a slightly too long amount of time he looked to the prince.
"Hey boss, I'm Ben. Um, I can take a hit, so if you need a brick wall I am your wall."
Ben grinned cheerfully, that sounded pretty right to him.