<div class="floatleft">(http://static.manatalks.com/www/images/posts/sorin-markov-dark-ascension-black-planeswalkers.jpg)</div><div align="center"><strong>Name:</strong> Soren Altgeist III<br/><strong>Race/Position:</strong> Vampire Leader of the Outsiders<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Home of H. Bronk (Deceased)<br/><strong>Time:</strong> Day 1, Evening<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong> Faith, Ahri, Isaiah<br/></div><br/><hr/><br/>Soren's bright eyes watched Faith as she entered the room. He didn't speak, watching her silently as she spoke. Still bloody from a hunt, he imagined, as she moved closer. He was thinking, of course, as she spoke, his sharp mind going to work. Everyone seemed to be closing in on the same place. If the King of the Royals was arriving, then perhaps they'd come to the same conclusion about Bronk's death. Still, it complicated matters. He needed to find out if there was a way to get to Bronk's killer. If a Royal could be turned traitor, or even made to defect it would be quite an interesting victory.<br/><br/>Soren's left hand shifted across to the telephone on the end-table. It was a rotary dial, and he picked up the handset, setting it down on the table. His finger slowly dialling 9-1-1. As he was dialling, he spoke.<br/><br/>"These Royals abhor being known to the humans," he said, "we'll give them an audience and see if they'd like to face us." The police, ambulance, and fire would not be long in coming, he knew, he would make sure of that.<br/><br/>Soren stood, looking to the stairs. He picked up the telephone handset and spoke calm, collected words. "Send help, there will be blood, everywhere." He set down the phone again, leaving the line open.<br/><br/>"Lets go great the house-guests," he said, "I have some questions for them."<br/><br/>Soren would walk calmly up the stairs, expecting Faith to follow, intercepting Ahri and Isaiah before they could venture down, meeting them in the hall leading to the door down to the basement.