<strong>Name: William D’Arcy</strong><br/><strong>Race: Vampire.</strong><br/><strong>Gender: Male</strong><br/><strong>Age: 27</strong><br/><strong>Location: Murphy’s tavern. </strong><br/><strong>Time: Day 1, evening.</strong><br/><strong>Tagged: Elise. </strong><br/><br/>(http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7067/6939320563_69fd838368_t.jpg)<br/><strong>Powers: Speed</strong><br/><br/><br/>William’s eyes twinkled in amusement as he bowed his head at Elise, “Beauty, brains and very aware you are a formidable woman. But your French is different from my French.” He smiled, “I left my lands to follow my Lord William to claim his New Kingdom and after Hastings I had thought I would return. But events proved otherwise and whilst I went to many lands, the Holy Land, the Mongol Empire and the like I actually have never been back.”<br/><br/>He considered, “Maybe you would do me the honor of giving me a refresher course in French.” Her comment made him turn to look and could see her point. “It does look like we are having a convention does it not and so many witches too. All we need now are the Men in Black and the game will be a foot.”<br/><br/>Then he turned his attention back to Philippe, “You wish to know how you go about it, I suppose like one would hunt a tiger. Know where it is, how it hunts and its choice of prey and then act accordingly.” William smiled, “But remember the golden rule stay away from its claws and fangs.”<br/><br/>He regarded Philippe curiously mentally flicking through his list of wanted rogues. None he could match him too but when he spoke to the Justicar he would ask her. She had a vast knowledge of their kind and ore than likely given that he was giving off a impression of age she might know him.<br/><br/><br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7190/6918329441_71dc17c694_s.jpg) </div><strong>Name: Todd Williams</strong><br/><strong>Race: Witch</strong><br/><strong>Location: Murphy’s Tavern/ Leona’s room </strong><br/><strong>Time: Day 1, Evening</strong><br/><strong>Tagged: Leona</strong><br/><br/><br/>That was quite a story and it was very understandable why she hated Vampires. No doubt she was well used if not sick of people saying how sorry they where. So instead he said, “My mother burns them and she enjoys it because they killed my father. But she scares me when she does it, there is nothing human in her face just the joy of destruction.”<br/><br/>He paused wondering how best to say this. “Whilst I totally understand your hatred I need to know if it is going to cause problems. If the mission demands it I have no issue with you dropping rocks on them until they resemble jam. But I do not want to be getting into fights just because they are Vampires.”<br/>Todd smiled, “I know I am coming across like a company man but we have to depend on each other and focus on the mission.  You understand I hope.”<br/>