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"The Catholics are meddlesome Elder, if you wish one, perhaps we should speak in private. I'm sure we can come to an agreement." Izra'll keeps his head bowed and voice steady, "Is there somewhere we could speak of the specifics, I'm sure we need not bother the rest of Court with the boring details."

" I can provide information on some of the inquisitors and hunters who stalk our kind in this city as well as where they make their home. I warn you both they are not to be taken lightly though. One of the hunters is extremely dangerous and knowledgeable. Siegfried. The wolves in the wood knew of him already. One of the inquisitors is a man of faith so strong it gives him power. I could feel it when I was in his presence. He is the one who claimed the rock that fell from the sky."

"Of course Elder, I look forward to Worm's direction." Izra'll seemed almost excited, "Isaac, anything you could tell me would be wonderful. If you have anything of importance written down my ghoul can come collect them. "

A very dumb look of surprise comes over Isaac's face. He rushes to the door to enfold Kristophe in a (weak armed) hug.
"Kristophe my friend! You are alive!How is this possible!?"

Isaac looks somewhat sheepish as he releases the embrace(heh).

" It has been quite busy. I have been looking into whoever has been performing mischief upon the prince in case its an unacknowledged cainite. Where did you find all those shoes"

Duccio drums on the handle of his cane while studying the new overdramatic arrival interested at this unusual individual with his interest only deepening at the name of her clan. "The Christians have arrived? They have been in this city for a few centuries now so be wary of the nest of hornets you wish to prod, I have a feeling you know all too well what can come from that. I also have a source that states that the leader of the Leopold society here is likely a mortal mage, dangerous yes but a different breed of dangerous then those chosen holy warriors. As for the lack of animals it is likely caused by the spreading corruption of these Fomori, I believe the spreads so far as to include that tribe to Lupines from some of the reports I have heard."

Duccio's attention trails off as the new arrival dumps the sack of shoes upon the floor his hand reflexively turning the handle of his cane to free the locking mechanism of the blade. Suspicion and disbelief plain on his face Duccio's grip in his cane grows firmer, "Either tales of you demise were grandly over stated or you are not who you appear to be, I think some answers are in order."

"It wouldn't be the first time I've tangled with the Zealots, nor I doubt it will be the last, good Duccio, I've gotten pretty good at it over the decades," Izra'll turned to Kristophe, "Well that's something I can honestly say I've never seen. A Shoe delivering Vampire."

Without taking his eyes off Kristophe or the shoes Isaac speaks to Izra'll "it's odd that the inquisition would have a mage since in theory witchcraft is against the rules. As to the inquisiton and hunters in general my recent investigations turned up they don't seem to know for sure we are here. We should keep it that way."

Gwynne approaches Isaac and Kristophe. "Um... sorry to interrupt. I think um... Maybe not unacknowledged kindred so much as, well, that is... it's probably more likely to be fae... There are tiny traces of fae magic everywhere in here."

"This might not be your first time tangling with the inquisition in general but their numbers here are not small combined with the force of three members of the society that means if you take them lightly this whole court will face the consequences."

Duccio then turns to Isaac,

"What is 'against the rules' has always been a flexible standard in regards to any of the fanatical and the Society knows very well the threats supernatural beings possess and know the tools to combat them are limited. It is what makes them very dangerous, the inquisition at large is only vaguely aware that things move in the shadows of the world while that sect knows full well and prepares. "

Duccio turns back to Kristophe his grip loosening on his cane handle but never leaving it, "I can tell you are one of our own, and I hope you have properly gotten ride of the body you recently created, I was worried that the trickster was one of our own kind... But this is just great, do these Fae have attachment to those Kinfolk or is this due to some other issue I am yet to be made aware of? Also I would like a word with you about the events of that night and see if specific actions were malicious or incompetence."

Seeming a bit distracted, Gwynne turns away from Isaac and Kristophe, and towards Rionach. She approaches the stranger. "Wait... So... you're, um, saying... that it, er... hasn't been the wolves overhunting the animals in the East forest?"

Gwynne seems a bit taken aback by the imposing tone of Rionach, and takes a moment to gather herself, squaring her shoulders and holding her arm up like a falconer. She narrows her eyes for a second and furrows her brow. Tendrils of a thick fog quickly gather above her arm and swirl into the form of a raven, solidifying and becoming corporeal, perched on her outstretched arm.

She looks at the raven, clearly happy that this worked. "Hello! Do you mind telling us what's been killing all the animals lately? Did it kill you too? We want to help." She says, rather quickly.