One: Blood

Without knowing where he's going, Galaine is driving rather slowly down the street. Other drivers, frustrated, honk and gesture as they go around him, but he seems to not notice. He thinks that behavior is commonplace in the 21st century with these horse-less wagons, the optional lanes and 'turn signals' and such.

"So there are entire families of vamprys here in the city? Whole clans?" the man says, fastidiously keeping his eyes on the road and his hands on the wheel.

Xavier asks twice about what's next, so Galaine turns to him and simply says, "We need to slay them. All of them."

Brydon nods in agreement. "Yeah, whatever we need to fight these bastards. You say they have the mayor's balls in a vice? Shit. We worked all those years trying to take the mayor down, and he's not even running the show." He grabs hold of the bottle and takes another swig. It was getting low. His head was feeling it, so he decides to call it quits, passing it on. "Magi, vampires, whatever's doing all of this, nothing changes - they go down, so this city can see a better tomorrow. Shit, Martin, why didn't you contact me? Or the others - Jace, Clive, Rawlings - are any of them in on this too?" Too few of them left, far too few, he thinks.

Xavier looks at the new guy. "Jace? Not Jace Jennings?"

Brydon hesitates, his normal guardedness still up, "Yeah, how do you know the name? He's not in some kind of trouble too, is he?"

Galaine drives, following Martin's directions, but he makes a face and looks lost in thought as Xavier and Brydon talk. The mayor was no mortal man, the knight knew. These vampyrs had to be powerful indeed.

"It must hold some powerful enchantment," he says quietly, idly, "this vice."

"Not in trouble anymore. Dead. Assassinated. From what I heard anyway. How much longer?" Xavier asks, changing the subject.

Brydon scoffs at Galaine, "Yeah, I guess you could say that."

He's far more bothered by what Xavier had to say about Jace, his mood darkening at the words. He looks to Martin. "Another one bites the dust then." He makes a mental note to look into the supposed assassination when he can.