<strong>Name:</strong>Hela Gwaed (http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2011/004/8/5/85ea33cb3fff09fb5bb0e2a03ccba408-d36e3ta.jpg)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Outskirts of the city, Kamryn's home.<br/><strong>Time of Day:</strong>early Morning, 6:15 am.<br/><strong>Accent: Faint hints of British Perceived Pronunciation.</strong><br/><strong>Tagging: Kamryn.</strong><br/><br/>As the door swung open, Hela smiles warmly at the woman, giving her a polite, if perhaps a little out of date, bow. As she straightens, she adjusts her expensive and decidedly classy suit, and pulls off her glossy, black leather gloves, tucking them carefully into a trouser pocket. She extends an hand to the mortal, offering a polite handshake, while the other reaches into another pocket, to pull out a buisness card, which she presents to the woman.<br/><br/><strong>"Miss Phoenix."</strong>It wasn't a question. Just a simple statement of fact.<strong>"My name is Hela Gwaed, I'm here on the behalf of my employer."</strong>She gestures to the card she had given the woman, which contained contact information for Hela, and stating her as the "Public Relations Manager" for<em>Luna Enterprises</em>, the legal front for the Princess' coven, managed and run by the Council. They owned a few small buisnesses across the world, and countless nightclubs on every continent, as well as a few hospitals, clinics, and of course, blood banks.<br/><br/><strong>"She is quite interested in your fine establishment... <em>Seduction</em>, I believe? She would be quite honoured if you would be able to meet her there tonight, and preferably arrange a V.I.P. section for her party."</strong>Her smile never wavers, nor does that faint alluring aura that always surrounds her kind.<strong>"She will of course pay quite handsomely. Double your standard rate."</strong>