What Will I Learn?
Enrico will teach you many things, si? Not only of the ways of magick, but also of how to survive. I know... you have gotten this far on your own... what can I possibly show you? There is always more to learn my student, even the wisest will tell you this... I will learn from you, as you learn from me. As our entire group will learn from each other, si? My weakness is your strength... my strength will make up for your weakness... together, as the Ascension War has been lost, we must stand. No longer alone.
Firearms, martial arts, turning a vehicle into a weapon... ingraining magick into the skills you already possess to strengthen them... food upon your table, a roof to sleep under, a safe place to practice your magicks away from prying eyes... these are the things I offer. Resources, weapons, anything that is needed can be provided. My one contact in this city is very generous.
The price you ask? Your opinions... your instruction... your offered word to give help to others in the group who need it... my enemy is your enemy... your enemy is my enemy, si? Personal vengeance will be carried out by those who are present in the group... no longer will you fight alone. This is not a Chantry, there will be no politics between us. We will not waste our time squabbling over perceived insults, while darkness rages at the door, si? I may be a fool, but I am hardly stupid... I realize the dangers in such games. The Infinity Chantry is a tool to our group, as are its members, to use as we need.
Of me? You wish to know, si? I was sent here by a Chorister within the Manhattan Diocese, to serve as a placement within this Church until another was sent. He is now dead, I have no reason to return, as my only ally is now slain. That is all you need know.
Now... throw your bags in one of the free rooms... these walls are your home... these books your friends, I am your Teacher, Enrico Cortes. You will heed my words when times of danger come, in exchange you may ignore them when you feel I am hampering your advancement. Six years you will stay under my tutelage and you will be as I, yet more. If you have not the strength or the courage... do not let the door hit you in your punta on the way out, si?