The butler reappears with a tray and a glass of wine on it for Taylor to take. After he takes it, the Butler disappears.<br/><br/>"Taylor my boy, normally you would be right, this would be a job for one savage Gangrels but this is a special situation. My alley who has taken Atlanta as an intolerance for Gangrels." he takes a sip of wine.<br/><br/>"Her sire was drained by one.  A Gangrel who fought her sire.  Supposedly because the Sire had killed some wolf thing" he waves his hand in disgust of Lupines. "Anyway, just sending a Gangrel down would either make them mad at me for killing one of their kind or I would have a new Prince." The thought of a Gangrel Prince almost made him shudder.<br/><br/>"So, I need you to take a Gangrel down, after making them appearing to be one of us or at least a Brujah.  You need to take one of them to be civilized so they can talk to her savage friends. My spies say the situation is currently stable, so you have a few weeks. " he stops to let it sink in for a minute as he sips his wine.<br/><br/>