PrP TRoS Heorot of Hrothgar

[Connor OBrien]

Connor approaches the new Kindred and slowly makes his way around them. He puts the gun to their head. "I hope you understand that this is for our protection, not because we want to. Now move." He says as he starts walking back toward the group, the one time raider hopefully in tow.

[Milton]

Milton watches with frank fascination as Dirt Nap clambers under the car and then emerges...as an owl. His eyes follow as the Savage flies off into the night.

Will wonders never cease? All miracles aside, however, Milton knows they have to move. He notes the address provided by Jennifer with a nod.

"Please remember to relieve our guest of his accessory, sir," Milton says to Connor, nodding toward the sword at the stranger's waist.

With that, the Lord turns smartly and makes his way to his vehicle. Slides into the front seat and starts the car, waiting for those of their party who will be riding with him.

[Edward Heinrich]

Edward nodded, "as you wish." and then turned his attention to Addy. "With me, Mr. Addy."
Edward leads the Haunt to his car, and proceeds to the address.

[Jennifer Hazelton]

"Behave."
The Nosferatu bid her guest. "What are you called?". She inquired with her ruined voice.
"On guard, cousin." She bid Connor.

Jennifer strides up to their guest and removed the sword herself. Best to have Connor ready in case their new guest tried anything.

She quickly moved three feet back from the prisoner. She examined him closely
Then she examines the sword, handling it with respect.

"We have an ace now, Mr. Addy."

She assured her cousin.

She gives a look towards the sky, trusting Dirt Nap would be alright.
The nosferatu entered the car with the prisoner.

" Let's be off."

[Scourge]

The prisoner guest does flinch a little when he feels the cold metal press up against his head, fighting the pull away from the threat. Sensing the danger that the boxer presented even while blind.

He allows himself to be led/pushed forward blindly towards Jennifer, reacting almost the same to hearing her voice so close as he had to the gun.

“Casper Dane,” he answered as she disarmed “Priscus,” he added quickly. It looked like he was about to try and bow, but then thought better of it.

Addy nodded at her reassurance, glared at the raider with untrustworthy anger, looked one last time to his violated haven, and then followed after Edward.

The Kindred get into their respective cars one by one. Predators piling in close to enemies. Though to the beast all are either threats or food. They drive into the night an ace in hand.

Continued in PrP TRoS The Scop's Tale...