Senator Lodovico di Capponi:
*A shrivled, husk of a man enters the room, he bears no resemblance to the Capponi's of old. His long lasting residence in Pisa was cut short when all Romanoi were expelled, but there is a still lingering Pisan-ness to his Italian accent. The long journey to Constantinople was fraught with danger, as Italia becomes more and more rebellious, and his position of Chorepiscopus was the only shield between him and the "mobile vulgus". He shudders at the slightest sound. He screams at the slightest glimmer of steel. He shrinks away from the men in tall places. He is a broken relic, the last relic, of an Italia that no longer exists.*
Greetings... m-m-m-y fell-low S-s-senators, I-i-i hope to... *Lodovico jumps at the movement of a servant, and takes several moments to recompose himself* I-i-it's a ple-pleasure. *He sits down, near the door, already set in a mindset of escape*