Lex had indeed found herself intrigued by the mage. He was human, if powerful, but still human. She liked humans, they were fun in so many ways. It wasn't long before she'd gotten word of him, a human trudging alone, at night, deep into her territory. It had to be him, she thought. She'd made certain that the Mage wasn't attack on his way in, if only by leaving instructions for the vampires who called themselves her devotees. She was an elder, and even among them she was exceptional.<br/><br/>She sat back in her large overly plush half-sphere of a chair. Something she was trying from the sixties that she'd missed. She liked it so far.<br/><br/>She sent a human to fetch him. He wasn't far,  and it wouldn't take long. Her lair, was a modern crypt, built by and for vampires, a structure under a vampire club, deep in the earth, sheltered from sunlight.<br/><br/>She dismissed her vampire and human servants into the club, wanting to be alone with her subject of study. She was glad he was capable of shielding himself, it made his presence less noticable and it. Was easier not to have to explain to the young vampires why a Mage was led through the club and down to her private floor.