Re: Prologue - Ronell Landry
Adam shook his hand in a powerful grip, before parting the trenchcoat some so Ronell can see the sword easier. He carries it strapped unusually high, as it is about five and a half feet long, and five or six inches wide, judging from the simple leather scabbard. The hilt is decorated with depictions of demons, with the largest one forming the guard and handle itself, and a large counterweight covered in smaller demons tops it.
"This is the sword that carried me through the second half of my war. I'm told that it's cursed, but it's only been a blessing to me." He says, hiding it once more.
"we're headed to the old courthouse, its a sort of safe haven on some nights. The Sabbat is a 'sect' of Kindred, that's what vampires call themselves, and they're pretty much the bad guys. We're Camarilla, and there's also the Anarchs, but they're just Camarilla who hate being told what to do, really." He explains, ignoring the last part of Ronell's statement as the turn back to the street they were on, having gone past the bloodbank.