<br/>Moon Over Bourbon Street<br/>Something Wicked This Way Comes<br/>Ximen, Heirarch of New Orleans<br/>Frederick, Heirarch's Provost<br/>Malachi, Chief Sentinel<br/>'Burin' Elijah Warden, Thyrsus Free Council<br/>'Vulpes' Prof. Elliot Van Graaf, Obrimos Guardian of the Veil<br/>S.J. Jones, Acanthus Free Council<br/><strong>'Damon Jones' Tsutomu Fujimoto, Mastigos Silver Ladder</strong><br/>'Obsidian' Reine Valentine, Moros Adamantine Arrow<br/>'Áfriorda' Elizabeth Brown, Thysus Mysterium<br/>August 22nd, 2005<br/>Royal Sonesta Hotel – Private Suite<br/><br/>When the Heirarch mentioned the Bound, Tsutomu downed the rest of his drink in one gulp.  He looked at his empty glass.  This was not good at all.  It was one thing to be overpaid for a milk run, it was another to deal with something far above his current aptitude.  He wondered what exactly the the group was expected to do except perhaps die a horrible death if the mighty Magister should fall.  Tsutomu would have much rather been ordered to stop the hurricane than do something so obviously suicidal.<br/><br/>When the others started champing at the bit, Tsutomu wondered just whom he had tied his fortunes to.  He set his glass down, "Alright, let's get this show on the road.  The faster we move, the less time I'll have to think about how insane this whole proposition is..."  Tsutomu started to head for the door with the others.