(1009) Eternal Court VII

[Martha Villiers]

shaking her head, Martha stands to offer Max a humble, sincere, curtsy, all stiff in the leg; "No, no thank you, sir: I...well, that is to say: I merely wished to wish you a good evening...perhaps talk a little...learn of this city! It seems filled with many things...many interesting activities!" as she talks, her perkiness increases "I...I see so many new faces, sir, I wonder...who are they all?" she nods respectfully to Max and Crais...slightly perplexed...happily addressing Crais as he joins in; "You mean me...sir? Am I...a Priscus of...Clan Daeva?" she seems...flabberghasted, maybe even flattered, at the thought, primps at her hair, slightly shocked, giggles a bit. "No, sir...I regret not."

[Phoenix]

Amos enters the Avalon later than usual. Normally, he likes to be one of the first kindred present in order to be the first to meet new people, but hey, business was starting to take a lot of time, it's not easy gathering influence in the mortal world.

He sees a gathering of kindred and starts moving toward them, and waits for an opportunity to politely presents himself to those he has not met before.

" Buenas Noches everyone, I hope you're having a pleasant evening. I see there are quite a few new faces here. For those of you who haven't met me before and/or are new to the city, I am Amos Rodriguez of the clan of shadows. Welcome to Sacramento. "

[Lexi]

Kreighton looks to the two newcomers who stumbled upon the conversation, and offered them his trademark smile of dazzle. "Why yes, I am quite new to the city. You may call me Kreighton Crais, or simply Krey if so desired. I am a...how do you say it? Succubus? As well; I am also hopefully to be a member in standing of the Geweihte in your city." He pauses for a moment, then speaks again, "Ja, I mean the Sanctified. I apologize, I am still learning some of your words."

[Phoenix]

Amos looked curious when he heard the kindred speaking, he had trouble recognizing the accent. Probably someone from the old continent, or maybe not considering that what Amos's always thinking whe he has trouble pointing out a particular accent

" The Geweihte ? Oh you mean the sanctified. Well nice meeting you Senor Krey, you can call me Amos. Just curious, where are you from ? Germany ? Netherlands ? "

[Victoria Stamford]

Victoria had spent the time on the way to her office with the new arrival considering the man. She didn't believe he was genuine in his humor, but he did have the presence of mind to appear so. The Ventrue wasn't sure if she should be impressed or suspicious.

Sitting at her desk she stared at the man and smiled, "The Seneschal is quite the capable man for a Nosferatu and i'm sure you'll meet him soon enough." Hunting through her desk as she finished speaking, Victoria pulled out a file folder, removed two lamenated slips of paper, and then slid it across the table to the new arrival. After placing her hands on the desk she interlaced her fingers before her and finally spoke.

"Here are the - laws of the domain - and the maps of - Subinfeudation -. You will be expected to rember both and will be held accountable for them as they will not be issued to you. Each fief holder, or regent if you will approves or rejects feeding rights themselves. If they have made exceptions and issued declarations regarding feeding rights they will post them in elysium. While you familiarize yourself with the laws I have a few questions for you. What brings you to Sacramento? Who was sire? You said your sire was from the First Estate were you looking into the covenant to make an informed decision concerning it later or was there another reason you did not join?"

links to laws and Subinfeudation map given above in paragraph

[MethodofDestruction]

Larry picked up the papers, doing his best to burn them into his dead retina. Mostly to prevent himself from shivering from those things. Fucking haunts! Those guys are so...wierd.. He layed the papers down when Lady Stamford addressed him.

"Yes, my sire was Gerald Therson, Prisci of Lords in New York. His sire was Esteban Sienfre, another of the First Estate and Primogen of Madrid.". He smiles politely. "Im sure I could blather on about my lineage about two more generations. Intact, I can guarentee that," he says with a smirk.

"Actually, each Childe in my line is not to join the First Estate until our Sire has met his Final Death. I don't know why this tradition was started - but my Sire also instilled a respect for tradition I cannot break. Which is why I would also, now that my Sire is gone, petition to join the Invictus."

He still sits with steel-straight back, not wanting to disappoint or seem unworthy. "As to why I am in Sacramento, as I said, my Sire has passed, and I felt the time right to move.". That, and I have no idea how many enemies that crazy bastard had.

[Martha Villiers]

At Cassandra's invite, Martha limps closer, certainly looking extremely humbled and trying hard to conceal her limp now she has attracted Cassandra's attentions. Nodding respectfully and happily enough, Martha shuffles closer to join in, to Cassandra, smiles meekly to those gathered around in Cassandra's space.

"Thank you! Good evening, miss." she begins, also nodding to acknowledge the presence of others nearby. Martha actually offers Cassandra a small, but well intentioned, curtsy "I am pleased to meet you...I too enjoy getting to know people!" she smiles a sincere smile. "My name is Martha, Martha Villiers...I have traveled from England to visit the United States and...well....with such a warm welcome as yours, miss, I am feeling very much at home already!" she smiles, rubs at her lame thigh as she talks, glances to Cassandra's footwear to scout it out, as if very interested in her choice of shoes...then quickly looks back to Cassandra, as if eager and ready to reply to other queries or join in wider conversation.

[Lexi]

Kreighton inclines his head in the direction of Cassandra, and continues his dazzle as he watches the woman carefully. "Why thank you, madam. That's actually more useful information than I am..how do you say it? used to."

"It is quite the pleasure to meet you both, meine Damen. It appears that there is much of the First Estate here, and little of the Second. I will most certainly enjoy speaking to those few of mine who are available."