The Damned and The Fallen
Alistair's Sire. Boston Harpy.
All of the people look like a higher class of socialite than you generally hang around, but one sticks out the most. A pale, red haired woman, more beautiful than the expert performance going on the stage below. She has fiery ginger hair, and a ebony black dress. The people sitting next to her are only slightly watching the ballet below, keeping a watchful gaze upon her, for the slightest chance she may speak. The woman is fully engrossed in the play, and it isn’t until the man you talked to before whispers something in her ear that she turns to acknowledge your presence. Seeing her face to face, there is no mistaking you sire, Elizabeth, standing before you.
Elizabeth Cross is Alistair’s sire. She was very distant with him, teaching him the bare minimum of vampiric society, letting him loose after a year.