The old oaken doors of the cathedral creak slowly open, scattering the dust gathered by the door. A dark cloak figure slips silently into the room, crouched low as to stay in the shadows. He pauses after closing the door, glancing this way and that, searching for any presence of life. After several moments, he rises and walks forward into the light. "...was close one. Those horrid korrigans are fast... they see so well in the dark... beady red eyes. I got lucky, but no need to worry. They won't get the drop on me again.  This city has walls of stone and flesh to keep them out... and something else. Something drawing me here... wha... ah..." He falls to his knees, gnashing his teeth, his head clasped in his hands. For a second, his hood slips back and the light glints off his metallic face. Yet it last only a moment, and as he rises, his form shifts and bends in the light. He takes two steps and vanishes [Unseen Presence].

The cathedral has been all but empty since the murder of Father Gregory a week ago. The doors are still open at night. The house of worship is never barred.

There are no priests here this time of night. Midnight masses are rare so Solomon will have the run of the place at least for a while...

Malkavians do not go unnoticed with one of the clan calling Sanfield his domain. Solomons wanderings have not gone unnoticed... He would have felt a presence, a paranoid though not outright hostile presence kicking around in the back of his head...  

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Solomon will want to be quick however, as new security sensors are in place due to the murder and vandalizm, an officer or two will be on their way shortly to investigate the break in. Particulary since the curfew is in effect.

After exploring the width and breath of the cathedral, Solomon retires to a small room in the basement. There, he meditates, focusing on the presence in the back of his head...

2008-05-16 17:47:42 Solomon rolls 7 dice to Wits + Malkavian Time (Diff 9) 3,2,10,1,2,8,8 (failure)

"AH!... gra... ah...ah." Solomon falls to his knees, clutching his head. Blood tears leak down the cold metal of his mask, dripping onto the floor. After several out-of-breath moments, he regains his composure. Exiting the room, he tunes his senses [Heightened Senses] and masks his form [Unseen Presence] before returning upstairs.

As Solomon returns upstairs a man is standing there. He is standing before the altar, and if he saw Solomon he made no show of it.

He is wearing a casual suit and has unruly hair. Cosmetic glasses are perched on his nose and he looks up at the crusifix.

Every little worm in Solomons brain that has been whispering and poking will begin to burn for a brief second when he looks at the man. This is the source... this is who was seeking him out...

Solomon drops his obfuscate and kneels to the man.

"My humblest greetings, Lord. I am  Solomon, Childe of David, Childe of Catherine, Childe of Alhazred, Childe of Addemar, Childe of Lamdiel, Childe of Malkav. I have traveled from distant lands, overcoming terrible obstacles to reach your great city of Babylon. I heard a calling, like a distant cry, and my journey has lead me here, to this aged house of God. I ask your leave to stay for a time in your domain and to be allowed to dwell within these walls. I am a noble warrior, of no small skill, and my blade will be a valuable weapon in your arsenal."  

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Prince Carter looks Solomon over, eyes lingering on that iron mask. He's picked up on a lot of things about the otehr malkavian over the week or so since he first felt his presence...

'You are welcome in my Domain Solomon. I would value your eyes keeping watch over this place... just two weeks ago my sheriff was slain on that very balcony..'

He said, nodding towards the overhanging balcony on the other side of the church.

'What domain did you travel from to find us here?..'

Solomon rises to his feet and meets the Prince's eyes.

"Thank you, my liege."  

He visibly composes himself, running a hand over his mask. He closes his eyes.

"My home is there," he says. His right arm extending straight out, his first finger stiff, the others hanging limp, he points east.

"The great City of Pillars. Broken stones drenched in blood. The sun rises black there, the moon, blood red, and all around the winds howl like an army of tortured souls. But I left that land, long ago... left to wander... wander like our father. I have seen things... so many things... dark and frozen and bright like the sun... And now i am here."

He opens his eyes.

"And now i am here..."  

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Carter listens to Solomons tale without any hint of disdain or confusion. He only looks away when he hears the quiet sound of the two patrolmen approaching the cathedrals slightly ajar door...

'Solomon, make your way to the Lucky Star Casino tommoro by midnight, i will introduce you to the others of this city.'

As the door of the cathedral slowly creeps open he motions for Solomon to hide, or become unseen. Carter could easily dissapear as well, but instead he will stay where he is, looking up at the crusifix and adjust his tie, waiting for the police...

Three cops enter the cathedral, each equipped with 9mm hand guns and flashlights.  Two cops sweep the far isles while one sticks by the door shouting out.

"This is the Sanfield Rock police.  We are responding to the alarm.  If you are here to pray, please come forward now."

Their search isn't exactly thorough, if Carter and Solomon hid some what well they would certainly miss them.

Carter is not hiding.

Carter stands right where he was as Solomon surely melts into the shadows. He turns from the crusifix to put a protective hand up over his eyes as the flashlights find him.

He calls out in a calm voice, showing both his hands so they know he is unarmed.

'My apologies officer. I wasnt aware of an alarm in place in the house of God...'  

The officer by the door shines his flashlight directly on Carter, the other two cops shift their attention to him as well.

"There was a murder here, an alarm was installed to protect people here coming in late to pray."

The cops study Carter's face, making sure to make note of the profile.

"We advise you to leave as soon as possible."

The other two cops slowly make their way to the front, making sure no one else is in the church.  

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'I was just on the way out Officer, thank you.'

He will walk down the isle and leave the Cathedral, even telling the officers.

'God bless you, protectors of Sanfield.'