Sire: Bastian Thoreaux
Age: Neonate (<50 yrs)
City Status: 3
Alyssa is nerd-chic, to a T. With thick-framed glasses, and her smooth, silky hair almost always pulled back into a severe ponytail, she looks like a supermodel tasked with attempting to dress like a nerd for television. Her voice and facial expressions seem attuned to a constant neutral-pleasant frequency—the soft smile and demure grace of a customer service representative.
In all her dealings with other Kindred, Groom Keyes exudes a persistent aura of the utmost professionalism. Over the years, many Kindred have tried to get under her skin (the Harpies, perhaps, most of all), but as far as public record is concerned, all of these attempts have failed. Her commitment to presenting a businesslike front is ironclad.
It is the Groom’s task to provide refreshments for gatherings, and to cultivate and maintain a communal Herd for the city at large. As such, she is a regular fixture at all Kindred functions, and is near the top of almost any party’s invitation list.
She is also typically one of the first Kindred to introduce herself to freshly-Embraced neonates—the ones who have the most difficulty feeding on their own. She will typically impress upon such Kindred that, should they find themselves in dire need of sustenance, with no way to get it, she will be more than willing to provide.
That service comes at a fee, of course. And the price is always steep, meaning these hapless young Kindred often find themselves on the hook with the Groom for years if they’re not careful.
The Harpies Whisper…
“Oh, if you only knew the lengths to which my little childe goes to serve you. No, no, eat up. Don’t let me spoil your meal.” – Bastian Thoreaux
“Here’s a rhetorical question for you. What does she do when a Kindred’s palate becomes too refined for mortal blood? Not sufficient food for thought? Have another: what do you think happens to criminal or blood-hunted Kindred who are brought in alive, but not publicly executed? Mm.” – Devon Rothchild
“Fuck it. I give up.” – Dominique Carrol
“Wanna know a secret? Heh. City officials get free Groom perks. Three times a year I get to make a request. At first I figured I’d just use it to get laid for a change, but that was too easy for her, so now I keep tryin’a make it weirder just to see if she’ll be able to pull it off. For next time, I’m thinkin’ maybe I’ll ask for a blind redhead amputee prostitute who loves Disco music and is missin’ all her front teeth. I dunno, I’m startin’a run out of ideas.” – Scary Jerry
“Whatever, I don’t give a fuck.” – Elizabeth Tibideaux