The journey from her newest acqusition was longer than she had expected but it did not matter to her overly much, if she arrived late. This calling together of all the vampires at the House of Bohun was intruing to her but other matters had to be dealt with first. Vampires had many enemies after all and their own kind could be just as vicious as humans at times. Her entourage and guards rode with her, Fianna insisting as always to ride at the head leading the way instead of a paltry scout. She could well imagine the faces of those in attendence and grinned herself, some of her old enemies would be there but more importantly her strongest ally as well. The large gates to the mansion opened up to accept them and their horses and carriage were taken to the courtyard and stables. Bags brought inside by servants while others bustled about the newly arrived group.<br/><br/>Fianna one of the oldest vampires, sired by one of the original and ancient 'Siúlóirí na Lá' entered before her people moved with her. With a nod of her head she allowed her entourage and her guards, all but one, to be led by the servant to their quarters. Michael remained hovering close by, her personal guard now for almost four hundred years. She was announced as Fianna Cuan of the Ancient House of Cuan and she scoffed at it as she so often did. Taking the name of her sire had insulted a few of the ancients when she had first chosen it but she did not care. He had wanted her to be his so it seemed only fitting that she bare his name.<br/><br/>Cenwulf approached, a man she had heard much of but had not so far had the opportunity to meet. She gauged those who paid respect to her with a slight tilt of her head, her eyes moving from the man who approached to Deville. Barely a smile registered on her features as she gazed once more at Robert Bohun. Tall and strong, old but not as old as some present. In terms of many of these, she knew he was deemed nowt more than a youngling. Vampire politics. she seethed inwardly, foolish foolish self important creatures to think little of him. Deville kept her abreast of much that happened on English soil while she had been away as did Gertrude Swindon, another reasonably old vampire and the reason she had been delayed.<br/><br/>Her long velvet textured gown of deep maroon trailed after her as she inclined her head to Robert and moved gracefully to the seat he had indicated. Stirring to the blood indeed, she mused regarding him more closely. For now she remained silent watching as Deville motioned to his man who approached her. Any other and she might just as well snap his neck off, she was not in the mood for many of these tonight. Patiently she listened and inhaled deeply before glancing up and down the rows of vampires. Her eyes rested momentarily on Gregory Anicia one of the Byzantinne lords and she pierced him with her gaze. Her eyes a vivid black not a flicker of emotion betrayed as she moved along.<br/><strong>"This chair I sit in was set aside for Gertrude Swindon, I had not intended to come at all but in lieu of recent events I found I had no choice. The band of humans who most of you deem unworthy to discuss, the Night Owl?"</strong>she paused a moment as anger threatened to rise within her. She rarely demonstrated her viciousness in public and was loathe to do so before so many she hated but her eyes caught Deville's again and with a saddened expression on her countenance she nodded gently to him before speaking again.<br/><br/><strong>"Her home was like a fortress"</strong>Fianna's long slender fingers curled on the wooden images etched into the arms of the chair,<strong>"many of you know this. Impenetrable is how she often described it but that was not so. Two days hence she was killed while she slept as were many of her house by the Night Owl."</strong>Fianna allowed this to sink in, a murmur rose amongst the gathering and suddenly she slammed her fist down. Glaring now in anger about the room.<br/><strong>"IN HER SLEEP!"</strong><br/><br/>Fianna turned her head to look upon Robert Bohun and tilting her beautiful face upwards she announced aloud.<br/><strong>"I pledge the House of Cuan to your crusade". </strong>