Krov was silent. He turned to face the one who had just entered the door. He was shocked. The Art Of War nearly slipped out of his hands. He had heard the rumors about Priscilla, the Black Queen. He hadn't believed them fully. He had hoped that they would be true, but he doubted them. Why would one of the most famous vampires in existence come to this sanctuary, set up by a mere fledgling? Why would she care about the plight of Japan, when she was Italian?

He looked over at Kuro. While he was wise and the eldest, he was a bit.... Well..... Goofy. Chiyo could be quite rude. Greyson was very quiet, and Karina had only been a vampire for a few months. Krov decided to speak up.

"I am not the eldest, but I can inform you of the events in great detail. Oh, I nearly forgot to introduce myself. Krov Piyavki, also known as The Tsar, 129 years old, Russian. A month ago, the vampires of Japan came out of hiding. They announced that they were going to take over Japan for themselves. I was among the ranks of the uprising against the filthy humans. For a short while, it went well. Until the day when they sent out the Black Swords on us. They were equipped with everything that we fear. Silver swords, bright lights, garlic and holy water. They struck us down, and many of us were killed, while some sustained wounds" Krov thought of the burn on his leg. "Hisako over there, sent out a message to the survivors of the uprising. We traveled here, to find out if this was really the safehouse she described. So far, it is proving that way.".

After filling The Skull Queen in on the details, he stepped back, anxious to hear her reply.