Elvenoff 11-08-2008 03:40 AM<br/>Moments seemed like days to Romstrahd as the two lycan centurions stood there in complete control of their desire to leap forward into battle, but they held their ground and stood there amazed as he was himself for his control. â€œThere is no need for an encounter at this time.â€ came the hastily, and heavy ladened tone. Romstrahd's eyes narrowed and searched the lycans body language for any sign that something was up. But their posture was still one of strong demeanor, standoffish but not surrendering to the stare of the kindred.<br/><br/>The air grew quiet and the world seemed to come to a halt as the presence of another kindred raked across Rom's nerves. He slowly took a side step from his position to look at the coming newcomer and to keep an eye upon the centurions. His eyes narrowed at the stranger as he moved up and came to a stop, his reactions to the lycans was one of restraint as well. This confused Rom for according to the call from the prince it was a blood bath here, but this was not the case at the moment. He wondered if this was not an all out war but maybe a war between certain clans of kindred and lycans.<br/><br/>Pulling his hand away from the pommel of his sword he turned to face the kindred folk that called out his name. 'Yes, I am Romstrahd VonZarivich.â€ he replied with a tone of power behind his name. He nodded his understanding that he was to follow. â€œSo tell me what is going on?â€ Rom asked guessing that he would get the same line that he always did in Europe, and that was 'you will find out soon enough'.<br/><br/>Not waiting for the reply, Rom began to walk the direction that this newcomer came from. His eyes scanned over the shadows looking for any support that this messenger brought or if there were lycan opportunists lurking about.<br/><br/>braioch8201 11-08-2008 06:21 AM<br/>Memnoch smirked at the apparently ruffled Lycans, their gaze shifted over to Memnoch, and while he didn't think it possible, they stiffened even farther, he could practically see their hairs literally bristling at the sight of him. He cocked his head in wonder, he knew his name and face were well known in the Vampiric group, but he had no idea his appearance was also known within the Lycan circles as well, curious.<br/><br/>He winked at the two sentries, and turned back to his charge. "I believe the Prince will be able to explain everything to you a little bit better, in the mean time, I have to return with haste, to return yourself, merely follow the scent or by any other means if you are incapable of that."<br/><br/>With that, he was gone, as cold as when he had been there, leaving his curious charge, and two wary Lycans.<br/><br/>**********************<br/><br/>Enoch glanced up as Memnoch walked into the office. Enoch contemplated commenting on Memnoch's lack of courtesy but then he remembered who he was dealing with, so he left it alone.<br/><br/>"Any luck?" Enoch asked his eyes to Memnochs.<br/><br/>Memnoch smiled, "Yes I located him and delivered your message."<br/><br/>Sean looked around the room, "so....where is he?"<br/><br/>"I would imagine on his way."<br/><br/>Sean sighed, figures, "you didn't bring him with you?"<br/><br/>"If he is incapable of finding this place, then he's useless and doesn't need to be here."<br/><br/>A loud thunk echoed through the room as Enoch's head fell to his desk, he should have expected no less from Memnoch, but still the man could be so difficult, then again he should be glad, Memnoch could be SO much more difficult.<br/><br/>"Memnoch...if he doesn't make it here within a half an hour, you will personally fetch him, no arguing."<br/><br/>Memnoch snorted, "If you say so..."<br/><br/>Sean sighed, lifting himself up off the desk, "now we wait I suppose, while the legions get ready, we must only wait..."<br/><br/>Sigh