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Europe by Night - V20 Renaissance Age Vampire - Bloodlines - The Last Supper

Wilhelm

Claudius grins, "For this evening, no, but perhaps tomorrow, after all, your spices are back at the Red Lamb!

This of course does not mean that I cannot sample other things you have to offer my friend! How far to the east have you journeyed in your pursuit of these spices or are you a middle-man with those who actually travel east?"

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As you look over, Marguerite sits up and a look of fear crosses her face, "How did..."

"Shhhh", the woman sitting next to her states, with a finger to her mouth and Marguerite clams up immediately.
Europe by Night - V20 Renaissance Age Vampire - Bloodlines - The Last Supper

Wilhelm

As the rest of the guests fan out, with the exception of Marguerite and her patron, you are left alone with the Host.

He grins, "That was close indeed!

Matron Violetta is a bit grotesque of that there is no doubt! But, her utility outweighs the unpleasantness, at least for my purposes.

But tell me about yourself Wilhelm von Stolberg, Lothar informs me that you are more than just a pretty face".
Europe by Night - V20 Renaissance Age Vampire - Bloodlines - The Last Supper

Claudius frowns.
Europe by Night - V20 Renaissance Age Vampire - Bloodlines - The Last Supper

Wilhelm

Claudius stands up, "Matron Violetta, it is Carmella who was sent here for you.

It seems that Wilhelm and I shall spend the evning together after all".
Europe by Night - V20 Renaissance Age Vampire - Bloodlines - The Last Supper

Lord Giovanni takes a seat at the other head of the table,where there is no dish or cutlery, likewise in the seat next to him there is none either and smiles, "My friends, introduce yourselves to our, your, special guests".
Europe by Night - V20 Renaissance Age Vampire - Bloodlines - The Last Supper

He grins widely, "Greetings my friends.

The night has arrived. This is indeed a special night. The culmination of a great deal of hard work by a great many hands and while it is true that none of this hard work was performed by any of you, you shall all reap the benefits.

For you see, each of you has been chosen, chosen by my friends and allies to celebrate this achievement..."

He sighs, "I get ahead of myself. We aren't there yet and this may be premature, but this is the calm before the storm, the last chance we shall have to refresh ourselves and bask in your warmth before..."

His eyes narrow, "There are but 13 of you, there should be 14..."

Then he pauses and his ears perk up as if listening to something, "Ah yes, I had forgotten about that, small, hiccup.

I digress, let me formally introduce myself. I am Earl Claudius Giovanni. Often referred to as Lord Giovanni. The visionary leader of House Giovanni as my Father has for many centur... err years, proven far too busy to be available to handle the mundane tasks required to keep an enterprise such as ours running coherently.

Welcome to la bella casa Giovanni!

You are my guests, and while you are here, my home is your home.

I shall soon introduce you to my friends and allies for, as I noted, it is they who bade me to bring you all here. Some for love, some for the pursuit of intellectual enlightenment, some for business proposals, but all ready and willing to ensuure that this is a night you shall never forget. T'will prove the most memorable meal of your lives, your Last Supper if you will of this your old life, making way for a new one.

While they know you, and some of you may even know them, there is no doubt that conversation is like fine wine and it enhances the appetite. Thus, shall you feast upon fascinating conversationalists while we anticipate our dinner.

I would ask if you are ready, but it is clear from your eyes and your body language that you are indeed all very ready!"

He turns and bids you to follow him back into the gloom from whence he materialized...