The Barrens are not ideal hot spots or easy places to meet meals. Most Kindred avoid the area in favor of being closer to the Well, the ebb and flow of humanity that fuels your undeath. Those who are out here tend to be the desperate, those looking to avoid the Domain's officials. One Banished Kindred, Horatio Quilz , is speaking to Dirt Nap when a voice cuts through the night.
"Dammit. Simone, I need to talk to you. He's vulnerable right now. I need your help!" A woman walks into view, talk on the phone and letting out a string of curses. Her Predators Taint sings out to you. She seems unaware of your presence.
BP 1
The Kindred is an attractive woman with short blond hair and bright green eyes. The blond is wearing tight-fitting dark grey blouse and red leather pants. A leather backpack is slung over her shoulder. The right shoulder of her shirt is torn, frayed pieces hanging free.
"Can you- hello? You'll meet me where? Dammit, come on, you piece of shit!"
She breaks off, shaking her phone angrily.
Ah, the wonders of the Barrens. The internet and cell phone towers are so fickle, they seem to contribute to the run down, grime of the area. The blond pauses, turning her head. She's detected the presence of Dirt Nap and Horatio Quill in eye sight.
"Who are you?" She purrs. Her gruff anger seems to melt, her voice alluringly attractive.