An Introduction to the Prince of Twilight

A slim, pale man 5’9”, 145 pounds, with jet black hair and piercing blue eyes dressed in a black mandarin collared shirt, black pants and a black duster moves into the Court room, he is missing his left hand and has in tow one male and two females. The male is dressed in a white poet’s shirt and jeans He has a tangle of bracelets and necklaces made of all sorts of things like shell, beads, knotted braids, braided leather. His black hair is a monstrosity of thick waves that never looks completely brushed out and his green eyes sparkle of wonderment and a hint of near panic. His fingers are adorned with various rings or different materials like bone, polished wood, as well as metal. One of the women has brown hair and pale green eyes, 5’2” tall. The other woman is also 5’2” woman with blond hair down to her ankles and bright blue eyes. She is dressed all in white - a long white skirt, white corset and white boots. The leader approaches the center of the floor and bows to the one-eyed Prince.

“Your Highness. It has come to my attention that you have claimed praxis over this city and therefore I wish to introduce myself and my apprentices. I am Regent Tybalt Sands of the Tremere, I have only just arrived in Twilight in the past couple of days. These are my Apprentices, Clancy Bane, Jaime Smith and Shayla Raye. We are here in the hopes of returning with one who had been left behind in the scurry of Twilight’s Quarantine.

We do not intend to be here long enough to set up a formal chantry, but as you are Camarilla and we as well, we of course offer our services to your court. We would desire to be allied with your group yet the nature of our visit does not allow us to become members of your court. We hope this is acceptable to the Prince.

He bows again and waits for a response.

*looks over to the prince then back at the vistors* "Why leave this is a nice place?" Leans back into her chair.

"Indeed this may be a nice place ma'am. However, we have pressing business to attend to outside of the city. I am sure you understand." His lips slightly curve, as if trying to smile, but it doesn't quite make the full transition.

Rachel looks up, having been leaning against the wall between the Prince and the Sheriff, "Too bad no one leaves here." she comments nonchalantly. Her eyes return to her nails, which she had been picking at the whole time.

*smiles at Rachel* Belive we have tried. Its like a barraer if you mange to get in you cant get out." *shakes her head* "Belive me I have tried. Becuase the books there not the ones I need." "drops a big think book into her pack and frowns but then gives a fant smile* "But if you want 5 foot flys they do the trick on that." *chuckles*

*crosses her arms and leans back in her seat and looks up at the prince and grmbbles something about men and there smart a** way..

Domingo guages the reactions of his court, and refrains from commenting during the exchange between the visiting Tremere and Archer. Bringing his left hand up, he rubs at his chin, fixing his one eyed, baleful gaze on Tybalt.

"I have already met your apprentices, Jaime and Shayla movin' about the city. And I appreciate your seekin' Hospitality. You are welcome to visit us at your lesiure, you and your apprentices both. If your plans change and you intend to become permanant residents, you can speak to me again about such."

He looks at the four visitors in turn, and then smiles to the assembled lot.

"If you have some concern, Archer stands as Primogen for your Clan, and you may bring issues to her if they need my attention."

Lilith make's apleased purring sound and looks towards Archer..'may i play with the green eyed one Primogen,i promise to return her relatively intact'

*Smiles at the prince then turns her gaze on Lillith and frowns.* "No, if you do I will send one of my pets looking for you." *winks and smiles*

Rachel's brows knit and she looks up with lips pursed and gives the Assamite an odd look. Rachel's eyes are of a dark mossy green.

watches with curiosity as the four leaves and after a moment runs and fellows them out.

Lilith sensuously licks her fangs in Jamie's direction whille tracking here exit before laughing 'I think she likes me'
Amused with herself,Lilith returns to watching the other patrons of the salon,on the lookout for intrigue and other sources of amusement,and,or,information to curry favour with the Prince.

A dark cloaked figure enters and the hood moves in a semblance of a nod to the prince. No flesh can be seen everything being covered by an article of clothing. A large black cloak hood up is worn over it all. The only thing not black is a large silver signet ring on the middle of his right hand middle finger.

"Tymald Greywood Elder of Clan Tremere her to be acknowledged" (and added to the group)

*Archer watches the dark cloaked figure enter then speek*

"What group have you joined. I do not see you on the list."

*Reveiws her notes of who is in the Camarilla.*

"Nope not here." *hears a beep from her fax telling here a new member has been added.*

"Ok, here you are."