<div class="floatright">(http://th09.deviantart.net/fs70/200H/f/2011/247/8/3/gangster_by_miroquewhocares-d48v2rc.jpg)</div><strong> Ingrid Schwarzegeist, Tremere Apprentice </strong>(App 5, Enchanting Voice, Status 0)<br/><br/>Ingrid walked into the introduction line, staying after the huge mountain of an man, who turned out to be an Ventrue. Not something Ingrid would have guessed right off the bat, as it was not likely for the rod of ivory tower to embrace anyone that would be so striking and easily remembered. Live and learn.<br/><br/>She waited patiently her turn and as it came, she stepped infront of the murder of crows gathered.<br/><br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">"I am Ingrid, and my family name is not important, as there is none alive to carry it. I belong to the House and the Clan, and I seek your approval to enrich the Camarilla of the New World with my skills, both mundane and of the Dweomer. My sire is long past, by the misshap of world around us and so I am here, as an apprentice,  fledgling if you will, but my skills surpass my age, as does anyone who were really schooled in the ways of the old. Im here by the will of Regent Helena. Have me, Use me, or discard me, as its is in your right."</span></span></strong>Her eyes were locked into Prince Vitel's necktie, seemingly looking streight at his eyes, but carefully not doing so.<br/><br/>She knew this was an kangaroo court to beginning with, as there was too much animosity among its members for Camarilla to succeed in this pitiful town, yet she did not let it show on her face. She also knew it was an gamble to pull of hard outer shell, but power and self-reliance was the only tools of gaining foothold in this dark new world. Some might like her boldness, some not, but you cant please them all, you only need to please the one that counts, and Prince Vitel was an self-made man, raising to his place by deeds and not looking back.<br/><br/><em><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">OOC: I send my roll to GM. </span></em>