The Gathering

Gwynne approaches Enki. "If you are going to resume the search for Delcamp, I would offer my assistance," she says flatly. "I believe our efforts were focused inside the city before, maybe that was the issue. If he is hiding outside of the city... He will be found now."

Gwynne ponders this for a moment. "Perhaps, though I was hoping more for a small group that could move quickly and quietly if need be." She pauses, considering. "They won't spook easily, or make a racket?"

"Hello The Regent and Marcus! I try to be helpful. Its important in such dangerous times to be neighbourly and work together!I have heard a bit about clan Tremere from others. Alot of it wasn't very nice but I'm a big fan of hearing both sides of things and not judging people based entirely on their origins or family so I would like to hear you out as well. "

"Perfect," Gwynne nods, "I'll be in touch to coordinate."

That seems to be a reasonable way of thinking about things Isaac. The local Tremere mostly want to focus on our research, and to protect ourselves from the many threats that surround us.

"That's what I mostly do! Have you been to the library! Its very nice there and they have alot of books on alot of subjects! You don't owe me any explanation in particular but I would be curious to hear your side on these accusations on usurpation, kidnapping and dark transformations of captives. Perhaps this party is not the appropriate place for that conversation though?"

Next, Gwynne approaches Aserymus, though her steps falter a bit as she approaches this relative stranger. The scent of thyme, as always, clings to the air around her.

"I... um..." She starts falteringly, struggling to make eye contact, "I'm going after Elias Delcamp, and I thought that... well, maybe that you might also want to go after him too?" She fidgets a bit, nervously. "I'm pretty good at, um, tracking in the wilderness, but once I, uh, find him, I could probably use some, um... Muscle." She winces a bit at her own choice of words.

The woman standing before him had a pleasant aroma about her, spices that reminded him of the bazaars back home. Though her manner was somewhat subdued and lacking the outward confidence of others at the Prince's court, her words were straightforward.

"I understand this...Elias Delcamp was it? Has been avoiding the city, and the Prince's court especially, for some time. If the matter is serious enough to require a tracker, I am pleased to see they have an experienced one at hand." With this Aserymus smiles slightly, doing his best to set the woman at ease. Sizing her up for a brief moment, he continues with another approach, absentmindedly rolling his shoulders so that the pelt around them shifts with the movement.

"I have limited experience with the tracking of prey in the wild, but once located and cornered, dealing with them is a much more direct matter. Perhaps we might be able to learn something from one another on this endeavour? In any case, I would be happy to provide the "muscle" you seek. I will be ready whenever you see fit to embark."

Gwynne nods. "Good... good." A slight smile appears through her nervous demeanor. "Enki has provided two of his retainers too, um..." Gwynne trails off, realizing she didn't stop nodding, before correcting that and continuing, "That should probably do it, for dealing with him, I think..."

Gwynne glances around the room briefly. "Well, um... the trail isn't getting any fresher. I'm going to go get a head start now. I'll send word when I pick up the trail."

we will likely talk another time then isaac

" Alright then Mr. The Regent if you ever want to have a more private discussion just send word.I hope you enjoy your evening!"

Isaac bows, gives a friendly wave and a smile to everyone then exits.

Duccio makes his way over to Aserymus with a bright and sunny smile on his tanned face, "Why hello Aserymus I believe we have not been formally introduced I am Leonarduccio Esposito and it is great to see a great warrior such as yourself as an active member of this city. I would also like to extend my thanks for your help with those in the sewers, it allowed me to deal with another pest within this city with one less thing to worry about."

Taking in the man in front of him, garbed in fine robes and weighing slightly, strategically even, on an ornate silver-headed cane, Aserymus quickly passes a scrutinizing eye over him. His words were polite and his manner friendly, though the Lion suspects the timing of this meeting was also carefully planned. Someone so impeccably dressed could hardly be expected to wait for convenient opportunities to arise by themselves.

"Leonarduccio Esposito." he repeats the name somewhat slowly, as if testing the foreign syllables. "Indeed. We had not. The city, and the affairs of those who dwell in it, seem somewhat...frenetic. There is a veneer of order and civility, certainly, but I suspect not quite so strong as it presents. Still, I am pleased if my efforts allowed you to sort out...whatever it was you had to take care of."

Eyeing the "guests" the Prince had brought into the hall, the Lion turns back to Leonarduccio. "Shall we continue this discussion over food and drink?"