1400 CE

From the shadows in the corner of the room appears a tall man with light tanned skin, blad head, and a thick dark brown beard. Wearing a white tunic and black pants with a thick buckle glinting in gold. He walks up to the keeper. "Torston, it is good to see you finally after many letters." I says with a thick Hungarian accent. "Tis I godrey from clan tzimisce." He bows and wanders around looking at the new faces.

The man chuckled to himself, it cut through the air with an almost sinister feel to it.

"We shall see, Lasombra. We shall see."

He shuffled on his feet, shifting the weight of his body from foot to foot.

"And, did I hear properly? Does our fine city have a Caitiff in it?"

The state at Isaac could have pierced his soul if it were a tangible item.

"Very interesting".

He produced a piece of paper and an inkwell from his flowing robes. Removing the quill from behind his ear, he began writing something and muttering to himself.

With the formal greetings out of the way, Onora set about strolling through the room. Carefully observing and silently evaluating her fellow Kindred.

Yes, some of these will do nicely she thought to herself.

Eyeing the two gentlemen in light flowing robes, she approached.

"Abdul, did you say?" She inquired

"Is....is Caitiff one of these clans everyone is mentioning? If that's what I am then I thank you for telling me though I am still curious how one is to know which clan they belong to."

Isaac is visibly started by the appearance of the enormous Warden but quickly calms himself and flashes a friendly smile at Gregor.
"Greetings Gregor. I cannot speak for all present but I can assure you I intend no trouble for any within your fair city. If there are any specific rules of conduct to avoid your ire I would very much appreciate any instruction you can offer. Further if there is any way in which I could be aof assistance I freely offer my aid."

With a slight chuckle Duccio turned back to Isaac "Well yes and no to your clan, Caitiff is one who is contemptible ones who have been abandoned by their sire and as such their clan. Now without knowing the reason you were abandoned by your sire it can be hard to tell if you are truly one without bond to a clan or simply an act of a Cainite Embracing a childe who aut not to. Are you from this area?" Duccio was running possible scenarios through his head while slowly stroking his goatee while the hulking Gregor appeared causing his mouth to purse into a very fine line.

Well I suppose those vile looking creatures would be quite useful in the position, my Sire did say they can be a handful to keep an eye on. "Greeting Gregor and thank you for your welcome, let us pray that things stay uneventful here in this fine city." Duccio said as his usual pleasant smile graced his lips once more.

"I can't rightly comment on why I may have been abandoned as I have no knowledge of how this happened to me nor who my sire may be. I simply woke up one evening this way in London. I believe myself to be an Englishman."

Duccio Blinked at this taken a little aback, "You believe yourself to be? As in you are unsure? How much of your life before do you remember?"

For the first time since entering Isaac looks mournful. "I am afraid I remember nothing of my life before I became as I am now. I know that my name is Isaac but other than that I am at a loss. But I feel that I am from England and that is where I awoke as a....cainite I believe is the word used here earlier. I still possess my faculties and know general knowledge but as to details of my life I have none. It has been quite unpleasant not knowing these things especially with the added stress of adapting to my situation."

Godfrey nods at enki and gets close and whispers in his ear. He then sits down and watches as entire talks with the being known as Isaac.

The canite smiled as he turned away from his companion.
"Yes, I do belive I heard your name was Onora of the Cappadocian if my ears are still reliable." He inclined his head, "How may I assit you this fine evening?"

"Oh if anyone knows of tests that could tell my clan I would be interested and appreciative. I am curious as to if these tests would be alchemical in nature or perhaps more sorcerous? I would be curious to learn all I can of such things. Perhaps a visit to the occult library thats in town? I have been very excited to look into it but decided it was best to come here first."

"Quite fascinating, yet all together suspicious with such an exacting kind of memory loss." Duccio murmured studying Isaac while Enki approached narrowing his eyes as the Tzimisce did his evaluation. "I would be a bit careful of the methods Enki might employ, him and his brethren have a bit of a reputation... But your situation does pose one of most unusual circumstances, like weather you are truly one such as us or a type of construct... Or if not is your affliction purely mental or spiritual or even some yet undocumented side effect of an Embrace that had gone wrong in some way"

The woman smiles, a weary battle worn grin appears on her face.

"Indeed, I am who you say I am."

She calmly proclaimed, the words rolling off her tongue like silk on a weave.

"I wish not to keep you during these ... festivities. Please, I would invite you and your colleague back to my domain once this meeting has concluded. I feel we have much to discuss."

Isaac is not a big man nor is he a small man. He is of average size and does not appear particularly athletic. He is not particularly handsome but he does have an open,friendly face with an easy smile. His long brown hair falls to about his shoulders and there is clear intelligence in his green eyes. His clothes are nothing special. Well made but of common materials. Not cloth of gold or precious silks. Just common cloth. His boots are also well made and have held together well though they show obvious signs of recent travel.

"Hello Kristophe its a pleasure to meet you. I belive proper tutelage is precisely why I am here! As to where the sin lies in my condition I can only assume it would be whoever did this to me is the one who has sinned but then again for all i know I was a willing participant? Perhaps I requested this? I do not know. I also do not know if I was a sinful man or a pious one before this happened but I like to think I was a good man and good Christian. I have been careful not to harm anyone while feeding and I pray every morning before I slumber that God will show me the path I must take in this new world I have become a part of. I have considered seeking the advice of a priest but decided that is too dangerous as they would likely try to kill me."