Re: Prologue: Vezina
Vezina crossed the library floor to where Gyulu ushered her to sit. Eleven years had passed, and she had learned much in her isolation here in their lair within the earth.
"Master, it is good to see you awakened from your torpor. And in a rare good mood, I see." She spoke now in English, with the practiced accent of the local lords and ladies. She had thrown herself into the nuances of the language, as well as that of the old tongues - the ancient greek and the latin of old Rome, still spoken by the Vatican and its clergy. Gyulu had broadened her understanding of the world as much as it had pertained to himself and the Clan Tzimisce. She had learned of the other Clans, though she had yet to meet any of them. Gyulu was adamant about not drawing any attention from them and she agreed, seeing the wisdom in it.
She also learned of the occult practices. The Master was without his true power in this foreign land, but that did not mean that he was at a loss of potency. Ritual magic still had its place, and his blood disciplines of Animalism, Auspex, and Dominate were incredible to observe. She knew the basics to these disciplines as well, but had yet to truly begin her mastery - instead focusing on the mundane skills that would let her operate in this land as the ruler Gyulu wished her to be.
She felt like a new person - so much removed from the fur trapper and huntress she had once been, though she still enjoyed walking the wilderness at night, with a quiver of arrows and a short bow in her hands. Aside from that however she was dressing in the proper high fashion of the day, dedicating herself to the mannerisms and bearing of a lady. She walked with good posture, her chin slightly raised, her eyes downcast, her hair done in proper braid work by her maid servants.
Seating herself next to him she looked at him fondly, like a graduated student looks upon their old favored teacher. She knew of course that he had decades if not centuries' worth of insight yet to teach her, but she was proud in the distance that she had come from the forest waif she once had been. She felt as though she had proved herself a worthy choice.
"You have that look of pleasure in your eyes, has some plan of yours fallen into place? Will you share it with your childe?" She said, a bit of a confident tease playing in her voice.
