Mithrandin

Osidian turned to meet Andreas with surprise. “Hmm, seems I failed to do my work for Mr. Vylenard this garden in more crowded then the downtown plaza.” Turning is back facing the city night lights, Osidian made clear his mind. Luckily, any Sabbat working behind enemy lines is never offguard. Osidian then faced Francis calmly. “You have a clear mind more clear then anyone realizes, actually. Who would want to take the prince spot, actually I wouldn’t also” “My work here is done Ms Lilah, I can’t say it was a pleasure doing business with you but one always learns with mistakes” he smiled with a wink.” Turning his back on the three, Osidian, took some steps toward the balcony. “Oh my hand, yes they are quite black, blood, blood of many of our kin, and countless humans. Just be careful, for your own blood may come to stain them someday” With this words, Osidian jumped into the night with a short leap, leaving the other looking at each other.

Setting foot on the Vylenard gardens by night was quite a surprise, Osidian found himself surrounded by the scent of the night flowers and was greeted by the chill touch of night. Another night, yet another night, another restless night he thought while gazing at the emptiness of the dark in front of him. Stepping further into the walkway, the narrowing path ended in a balcony with a sight over the night city. Sitting on the large granite bench, Osidian stared blankly into the open.

four you mean....

After some more hours in the sewer Osidian finally made it through to his destination, the mansion of Vylenard “Osidian, your associate sent me” “Yes, do join me in the lounge, you heard the news?” *Silence* “Who was it?” Osidian asked, already guessing that this could only mean another death. “Sylas, a Nosferatu, was sniped in the sewers last day” “What? I was on the sewers today….” Osidian answered quite surprised and left to wander around in the mansion, preparing for his work. OOC: Votes for Venefyxatu - Andreas Giovanni (let's see where the confusion heads now)

Hmmm, there seems to be more than one... Fortunatelly, one would not go into the sewet lightly and much less unprepared, Osidian knew he could always make his way back, making a good use of his Celerity discilple, he manages to quickly move away from the guards and lost himself a bit more around the sewer system.

"Who I am and my bussiness concerns me and my employer" Osidian responded in a rather harshly mode, irritated with the fact he did not went unnoticed and probably had also been followed. "I seem to have missed a turn somewhere along my way" which was for the better, how long have I been followed??'... "And who may you be?" Must be one of those Nosferatu's I heard control the sewer system, but just a guard?

Osidan received the news of Simon Hopkins demisse with no surprise. Still despite day was up, work had to be done and Osidian lowered himself into the labirinthic Goldendown sewage system.

Walking up and down the streets randomly had always helped one to clear his mind. After doing so for a couple of hours and starting to get hungry Osidian reached some odd and inconclusive ideas, something had to be done. Those who remain only in shadow are more dangerous then any others, no matter what clan ooc: votes for Savage Dragon - Simon Hopkins. show yourself and your intentions!!!

*ring* *ring* Osidian pictured the old telephone he knew on the far side of the line ringing lowdly on the lobby. "Caine's Chosen" a soft almost whispering woman voice sounded on the other side. "Caine's Chosen, this is Os speaking" "Yes Os, we've been waiting your call..." "Another death!" "Already?" however the woman's voice did not show any surprise "Yes, I don't realize what is actually going on but the rumors were true, P has fallen." *silence* "That suits us in the best way, but..." "Yes but whoever done it is on the hunt again.... or someone else.... some important people have arrived lately, some were already here by the time P died." "You know what to do, don't fail us, Caine's Chosen." "Yes, Caine's Chosen." *hung up* Osidian then sat on the leather couch, pulled a cigar from the Camel pack and lit it mechanically. Hmmm, yes I know what needs to be done but.... this is not going to be easy. Osidian reviewed the meeting the night before, protecting another vampire was also not an easy task and Osidian knew it, it was not the first time. But this time was diferent... he jumped onto his feet with one single movement grabed the trenchcoat and left.

“Such news travel with an astounding speed don’t they” Yes responded the messenger. “hmmpf, so I am required to return immediately….” Yes repeated the messenger. Preparations were made for immediate depart from Prague, destination, Goldendown.

/me posts

Osidian was made a vampire by the age of 21 in a strange not to say odd episode on the docks of Amsterdam back in 1875… Osidian, a fine young lad, was working in the docks since he had lost her mother recently. While unloading a ship from the new lands, a very good-looking gentleman arrived and took him by the hand, promising him riches and eternal life in exchange for his beauty for a night. An endless night of love and Embrace into darkness. (Maybe not as odd a story after all). Needless to say it was Joseph Brannigan, a politician and a 7th generation vampire from the Sabbat belonging to the Assamite clan which Osidian joined. Later Osidian found his way into the Black Hand sect by the exquisite use of the Quietus disciple, which he mastered soon enough and long before the Obfuscate and Celerity disciples. And yes this is my sign in!

Yes, no one would say villagers would win after we lost all specials in round 1 and 2 still was good!!

Zeldon reached at Travis's house and went to look for him around... "Reid! You have no idea what pain is.... or maybe you do, as you are trying to get away from the mess you walked into by moving along with this foreigners..." "Haw can you even think I could.... how..."

Zeldon wakes from his slumber, odd thought cloud his mind yet one name is present Reid, Travis Reis... He then gets up and heads out with no word leaving Jonhny to tend for the children. (OOC: vote for Gryphon - Travis Reid)

Zeldon wakes up as the sun rises to find Taleena was not in bed, he then gets up to find out why after such exhausting night she is already up. He looks around in the house, making no noise to keep the children quiet, bedrooms first, kitchen last yet Taleena was nowhere to be found. Surprised he goes out on his sleeping clothes in search for his wife, walking out, he moves down the road onto the riverside where he found her the night before. Zeldon gasps as he sees a Taleena fallen on the ground and runs towards her… “Taleena” he cries No answer Diving with his knees on the riverside to reach for her, he raises her head and realizes the lifeless open eyes and the cold chill touch of death spreading from his love to his arms and into his heart. “NOOOOoooo!” He shouts as people start to gather around from nearby cottages.

Zeldon finished describing the horrid scene of Benedict's death to Taleena when 3 small heads peeked out at the door. “Whey!! You little brats, hungry already?” He turns towards Taleena, “Get ready sweetest, and call me if you need something.” Zeldon then walks out making Iris, Díris and Osíris walk straight in front of him heading into the small kitchen. Why Benedict? How can this be? Who could have done it, who can be helping them... I should have a talk with Father Callahan. (OOC: vote for Gryphon - Travis Reid)

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After introducing himself, Zeldon looked steadily at each of the ka-tet, while grasping Taleena’s arm a bit more roughly than expected. Strange folk always made him uncomfortable, and these were no usual strange folk… While bringing Osíris inside, he noticed Tam. "Hey lad, what are you up to around here?" Tam gestured pointing to the trees on Oldwind, to the north end of the Clearwater’s estate. "I see, the work on Morrison’s roof is under way…sure but are you up to some tea? Come inside and I’ll ask Taleena to prepare some tea, I know she baked some nice cookies." Zeldon looked down the road to see if someone was coming. After all that Luke should have smelled these cookies by now…. Wonder where he is...

Zeldon Clearwater is 37 year old stubborn fish breeder, like his father before him. Nothing seems to be better than his juicy fish…. Zeldon is the male brother, from the second generation of living Clearwater’s. His father aged 71 insists on living alone at the other side of the river in his old house. Her mother died from grieve when his daughter, Zelda, was taken by the wolves at the age of 13 never to see her return roont afterwards. Zelda itself died at the age of 23, after living roont for 10 years, 10 long hard years for the three remaining Clearwaters… Married to Taleena for 4 years, he loves her very much. Nothing seems to be better then her lovely wife… They have triplets, 2 girls (Iris and Díris) and a boy (Osiris), aged 3, so that makes him pretty much edgy about when will the time come. Zeldon is quite annoyed with Taleena’s younger brother, Luke; the little brat keeps showing up all the time and in the most inappropriate times. He is not that young anyways and keeps visiting his sister.

I'll be in.... if I ever come up with something..... hell, even if bad, I'll give it a try!