Majesty Ydris has made the oath. My promise is to hold them to it.

[He shifts his gloved hand once the card is taken from it, offering a firm handshake. The long claws wrap around and poke into flesh, an implicit threat while being mindful to not break skin. Blood isn't being shed here, if it can be helped. A room of vampires would react too eagerly to that.]

Ilai of the Zadh, welcome. I am Sir Vaughan of the Springtide Clan, known also as the Vaultmaster. This is one of my many establishment, feel welcome to our offerings.