"Yes, my master would be pleased to meet you. Might I make introductions, as is proper?" He suggests, a subtle look to the door for you to lead. He chatters on. Yet his words, likely meant to intrigue you, seemed carefully composed.
"Oh, you don't know? I thought you might be the sort to ferret out some secrets. Or history. You see, I happen to be looking for some folks. Someone who is sharp of mind, can decipher riddles and puzzles. Naturally, I thought the Nosferatu might possess this trait. Perhaps you?" He gives Alexander a once over. He makes an 'after you' bow and follows along, pleasant and not at all trying to be threatening. Simply walking alongside you to join his master.
"I can tell you a bit about Pope. Its to secure him that Mr. Kowalsic is searching out some intrepid Kindred to band together and find him. They say an infamous old vampire is buried in an overgrown old cemetery outside the city. This nefarious bloodsucker was some kind of cult leader back in his nights. Stole mystic secrets from the Sanctified and the Acolytes alike and eventually went into hiding — in torpor — back in the '30s or '40s. But his hiding spot was lost, even by his own cult!" He puts some dramatic flare into this bit.
Up above in the building that conceals the entrance to the Necropolis proper, a gentleman stands by the locked doorway. Seems Jennifer had taken care to lock up before she departed, and she is not in sight. The gentleman wears suspenders and work pants, a short sleeved shirt. The arms and back of his neck are red, scared as though he had been badly burned. The affliction does not affect his hands or face. He appears to be waiting for someone. Perhaps you?
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