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| SEPTEMBER SUNDAY, SEPTEMBER 26, 1999 - This guy again? -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- dpa//intercept/source -- gionet/clan//: Charlie, They killed her. The Assamite the mook sent us to help is dead. And I mean REALLY dead. Somebody diablerized her. I've tried bringing her back, but I can't. Her old boyfriend's been screaming at me the whole fucking night, and I'm really gettin' sick of it. I guess the two of them were finally getting their shit worked out, and now this. I'm sending him to watch after the Caitiff, Corel. He was the only one we know of that was in the room with the Assamite. Hopefully he'll talk about what happened in that room before her death. Shit, I wouldn't be surprised if Rashid ended up coming back and setting up shop up there. His childe and grandchilde were both killed there in the last two months... which bites, 'cause I really hate that prick. Call me. We've got planning to do. -- Gianni SATURDAY, SEPTEMBER 25, 1999 - Another death-filled night for these rots... -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The rots met at the Art Museum last night... I'm not sure if they think we're that easily knocked off their trail, or if the new people who were taking charge wanted it there instead of the Rhythm Room, either way... they're not too bright. One guy turned into a... well, shit, it looked like a mountain lion outside of the place, and others started shooting off shotguns and throwing fire... If we hadn't manipulated the police they probably would have stumbled in and gotten themselves killed. It looks like these rots try to hold nothin' back when they decide to fight. Later on, one of 'em turned into a goddamned bear before he walked out and turned normal again. Creepy fuckin' rots. They're still trying to find a new leader, I guess, though it's starting to seem more like fuckin' SURVIVOR with people "gettin' voted out" and others getting themselves downright killed. The sick fucks tore off another of their kinds arms and legs, just so he couldn't get away. One of 'em latched on, and tried to drink stumpy's blood. Someone new to the city called it diabloree, or somethin'. Diablo is "devil" in Spanish, so I'm not sure if it's a good thing or not. There were at least three others following Stumpy around the whole time he was being chopped up... It looked like they were going to attack to help him, but then they all kinda put their heads down, like some kinda recognition passed between them, even though no one was talking. And they backed off. Maybe Stumpy was able to get a message to 'em... though why he didn't ask for help, I have no fuckin' clue. Maybe he wanted what was comin' to happen. The one that tried to do the devil-thing was the same one Stumpy was talking to earlier in the evening... They came to an agreement about killing the two new Kings, Refund and Santoya... that new guy Corel was there watching them as well... but it looked like Stumpy knew it. Oh, Hayden's out and Refund and Santoya are in. Well, Refund is in, Santoya was killed at the end of the night. Refund says he doesn't know who did it, but the only people in the room were Santoya, and Corel who was staked. Darkness washed over the room and I couldn't see what happened... but I know none of Stumpy's friends in the ceiling ducts moved, and in fact, it looked like one of 'em could see what happened... so maybe we'll find out soon. Refund said the sabbath are here. Lots of 'em. I thought the sabbath was holy, so maybe it's other hunters... Hope this helps, Solitaire. Let me know where ya want me next week. Keep on truckin'. --ZealFactor19 FRIDAY, SEPTEMBER 24, 1999 - Who the hell is this guy? -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- dpa//intercept/source -- gionet/clan//: Charlie, Uncle Walter told me I gotta head up to Phoenix tonight. He says he got an e-mail from some mook named Dexter. He wants I should bring back somebody who died last week. I guess this mook owed somebody up there a favor and now we gotta help him out. Any advice for your cousin? Anybody I should know about causing trouble up there? Hope everything's going good in Mexico. When are you comin' back? -- Gianni THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 23, 1999 - This is going from bad to worse... ST. LOUIS, Missouri -- The famed 630-foot Gateway Arch was seriously damaged by what some theorize was an act of terrorism. At precisely midnight last night, a thunderous detonation echoed across Jefferson National Expansion Memorial Park accompanied by an impressive pyrotechnic display. Bright lights and subsequent explosions continued for several minutes, causing serious structural damage to the national landmark. As of this morning, police had the area cordoned off and were refusing to comment on reports of upward of two dozen bodies found at the site. Clearly visible on the arch itself were scorch marks, strange sigils and the word "Vodantu." Information Resource - Crusader18 noted he found this text through a open text file on an internet webserver. He wouldn't give me the web address, but he sent what he found relating to "Vodantu": "Vodantu who reads the stars Master of the inky spheres Show us what the future holds Answering our hopes and fears." WEDNESDAY, SEPTEMBER 22, 1999 - Mike Hayden is one of these Ventrue... Anyone check his bank account? VENICE, Italy -- A mysterious group of individuals known as "The Ventrue" has been the cause of much consternation in the global finance community recently. Although members of this hidden cabal are unknown, a rival bloc of anonymous financiers believed to be centered in Venice recently issued a communiqu� to numerous national trade and securities commissions that outlined a list of actions these "Ventrue" might take. Many of these tips turned out to be true, and projected benefits to the "Ventrue" (using hypothesized numbers) have been significant. TUESDAY, SEPTEMBER 21, 1999 - Yeah, sure... nothing to hide here... Ignore the guy behind the curtain. LOS ANGELES, California -- Spokespeople for NASA's Jet Propulsion Laboratory (JPL) today vigorously denied allegations released recently on several fringe websites and other alternative media outlets, which state that many of the satellites recently launched to observe Stellar Object #2001KX76 (the so-called "Red Star") are actually designed to monitor the global population and tied to a massive crowd-control project dubbed "Ragnarok." They deny that William Albacastle, named in several of the reports, has ever worked for NASA or JPL. MONDAY, SEPTEMBER 20, 1999 - Somebody should burn that museum to the ground... RICHMOND, Virginia -- Doctors at the Medical College of Virginia are reportedly baffled by the dramatic increase in cases of extreme bipolar depression over the last month. Theorizing a heretofore unsuspected epidemiological cause, local authorities called in investigators from the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention (CDC), who have uncovered that all patients had visited a common location before first reporting symptoms of the disorder. According to sources, the Poe Museum, near the popular nightlife district of Shockoe Slip, had appeared in the dreams of each patient, prompting them to visit the museum thereafter. The CDC yesterday closed the museum until it can be fully investigated. SATURDAY, SEPTEMBER 18, 1999 - The Rhythm Room, a viper's nest... -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The rots met again tonight, apparently trying to figure out who their new leader was... A rot named Mike Hayden claimed that he was the new King, or whatever it is they call him. He seems like he knows what he's doing, so we'll assume he's laid claim to cities before. We'll have to moblize a team if he acquires too much power, too fast. Hopefully we can count on his own kind killing him before we do... It seems they're good at that. We're still investigating his connection to the killings in San Francisco, we'll send out an action update when we know... as it is, we've dispatched a potential to visit him this or next week... Two of the rots almost came to blows tonight when one of them presented the other with a severed head in a box. One of the rots, the one with the furry ears, became enraged and nearly attacked the crazy one that stares a lot. A new rot, I think his name was Verner, (German - Woerner?), stood between them and got all... growly. The one they call an Assamite seemed to be going through some troubles of her own... Apparently the loss of her boyfriend the week before isn't sitting too well with her. I say good. It's about time these bastards learned what pain and anguish was all about. Maybe they can talk to Zeke's family about pain and anguish. Some new rots showed up in the city tonight... Notably, one guy who deals in dead bodies, another who sells and distributes dope, and a freak with snake-like slitted pupils... Did I mention the ugly fucker named Sin? Oh, and if you see a new rot carrying around a book of magic spells like a moron, kill him and take the book... I'd love to see what's in it. At the end of the evening, a rot named Magnus told everybody off, and he and his Clan walked out. Now, whether this means they're never coming back, or they're just not abiding by the other's laws, I'm not sure... ...but some were pissed about it, and others it seemed, we're extremely happy, Hope this helps, Solitaire. Keep on truckin'. --ZealFactor19 FRIDAY, SEPTEMBER 17, 1999 - What happened at the Arizona Center tonight, a quick report from Ardent_One... -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I saw death. At one point, I thought it had come for me.. but apparently God looks out for his own... The rots of this city are warring, though why, I'm not sure. It looks like a race-war of some kind, because they have a thing against the Asian... creatures. These Asian creatures aren't like the other rots. They can become like giants. But they die like the rest when hit hard enough or for a long enough period of time. Some of the rots passed out and stayed down at the beginning of the fight. Is this some type of opossum response? Whatever it is, I haven't seen it before... It's similliar to when the rots take a severe beating, but no one was even touched. A rot I had not seen before was there causing much of the carnage. He moved like lightning and hit like a semi truck... at one point he picked up one of the Asian's and threw him at another... when the two hit, they disintegrated. I guess there's always a bigger fish, huh? Many of the rots died tonight. Counting the Asians, I'd say about 8 perished. I'm not sure if the explosion from earlier in the night was related to any of this, but I wouldn't rule it out. I'll get you a full report later, Sol. -- Ardent_One THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 16, 1999 - Didn't one of the rots here go to San Fran last week? SAN FRANCISCO, California -- Seven brutal murders have occurred within a 15-block radius in the Bayview area of the city over the last week, police sources confirm. The most recent victim was discovered Wednesday night. All the victims were killed in what police describe as a "ritual" manner, their bodies drained of a considerable amount of blood, which was not found at the scene of any of the crimes. The San Francisco Police Department informed fearful citizens that it is following "all possible leads" in the case of the so-called "Bayview Killer," but admits that it hasn�t made much progress. WEDNESDAY, SEPTEMBER 15, 1999 - Maybe this guy knows God45... Is anyone looking for that tourist? VATICAN CITY, Italy -- Surrounded by crowds of horrified sightseers and papal novitiates, Cardinal Giancarlo Salvatore this morning immolated himself in the center of St. Peter�s Square after an impassioned speech proclaiming that the end of the world was at hand. Declaring that �the gates of Hell are breaking� and that �the Holy Church has fallen into the clutches of demons,� Salvatore handed a document to a British tourist that he claimed would reveal �the truth that [his] fellow Cardinals have been keeping from the world.� The Holy See has made no public comment regarding the Cardinal�s death, though the gates of the city have been closed to sightseers until further notice. The whereabouts of the British tourist who supposedly received Cardinal Salvatore�s testament are unknown. MONDAY, SEPTEMBER 13, 1999 - Here's a file we found broadcasting from our server last Thursday... It was heavily encrypted, but TruthSeeker12 was able to crack it... We'll catch the dirty rot soon enough. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ://intercept/source - dpa://crs/filetext/transfer - open link data stream -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Alright, I'm gonna make this quick 'cause I don't have a lot of time... Bad things are happening folks, and worse things are on the way. My account has been frozen. In fact, the stuff you see on the website from now on probably won't even be from me... It might be the Nosferatu, maybe they've picked up on me using their bandwidth... It might be the Tremere... like I always say, never trust Clan Bastard. Whoever it is has slowly been putting stuff up there... I'm not sure where everything is, but some of the info on the site is not mine. I've told you from the start I'm after the truth. Who ever's doing this... is after me. So listen up, 'cause I'm going mobile for a while and I'm not sure if this will reach you every week... Professor Blake is ALIVE. I saw him exit the Tremere chantry an hour and a half after the Sheriff left. He and his ghoul hopped into a vehicle, and took off... Whether or not they're staying in town is a different matter entirely, but I know they weren't there long enough to be made into Clan Tremere's bitch. Not like... others. What changed Morrow's mind? Why didn't he kill the man he sent the "hit-squad" after? A certain member of the city, who's contemplating leaving town now, informed me that as much as Morrow said he was Prince because the Primogen Council allowed him to be, he sure didn't consult them when going after the Harpy. He just called and said "We're going after him, just thought you should know..." or some other rubbish like that... What's Morrow up to now? I'm not sure, but it looks like he's packing. Now... I've intercepted intelligence from Clan Tremere (Bastards) about the Kuei-jin. It seems even the Warlocks are scared of them and consider them a threat. Morrow's not sure where the Camarilla stands on the Cathayans, but it seems his higher-ups in the Clan want them gone and out of the city. FORCED if necessary. Mark this as one time the Tremere and I agree on something. Be careful out there, people. The night is not what it seems these days... ask Mike Hayden and Iago Orsini what I mean if you need further clarification. ~ Dex SATURDAY, SEPTEMBER 11, 1999 dpa//intercept/source -- dexnetphx//: FEED INTERRUPTED - Welcome to the new DexNET. A resource for the imbued. Good ol' Dex must have gotten this before we took his website... I'm not sure exactly what it means... -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- >click< ...no the green one. Yes. Bring it here, Marcus. (Pause) Ameris? (Pause.) Damnit. Ameris, it's Morrow. I'm sorry to have to do this in a message, but I'm not sure how else I can get this information to you. I can't leave the Chantry. He's watching me. I know he can get past the wards... I've seen him do it. I've sent Victor to you and kicked Ellison out... The Nos is going to have to fend for himself now, he's pretty much going to be a free agent. Look after Victor. I don't know what Weathersbee has in mind for him, but tell him I did NOT kill Professor Blake. I wanted to, and that scared me a little. After the Gaol fell, I kept shooting him, Ameris. I didn't stop until he was down. I staked him then, fully intending to leave him that way, like I said, for one week. Then we'd decide his fate. That's when I found the tape recorder in his pocket. The bastard had been-- Yes, Marcus. Tell Arthur I'll be there shortly. Thank you. The bastard had been taping conversations with many members of the city, and again the urge to destroy him passed through my system... But when I listened to the tape, I found the answers I had been seeking. The conversation I'd heard him having with the Kuei-jin early on in the evening did not happen as I'd remembered it. Whether I was distracted when I heard their conversation the first time, or was simply not catching everything, the end result was clear. The Professor was not guilty of what I was accusing him that night. His loyalty in general is questionable, but the man actually defended me against the Kuei-jin in the conversation. I-- Arthur, yes I promise, I have not forgotten about you. It'll just have to wait. Thank you. I am a fool, Ameris. I am a fool to think I could change this city. From everything I've seen, this city does not want to be changed. I am returning to Vienna... To accept whatever punishment the Clan feels I deserve for the mess I've made here and to seek reassignment within the Camarilla. I believe I can still do good for our Clan and for the sect. I can only thank Victor, for his cool head when my temper was hot, in preventing me from doing something that would have changed my very being. I felt my humanity slipping from me. He helped bring me to my senses. Phoenix has tried to change me. It may try to change you. Be wary. Thank you for you unwavering loyalty, Ameris. I won't forget it. Watch your back, and watch out for each other. ...no Arthur, I said-- Arthur? Are you alright? >click< THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 9, 1999 - Well, well, well... Something to think on, indeed. To: [email protected] Our (new) friendly Assamite is (Syed Ar-Rashad's) sire, and an elder to boot. That of course makes Ameris his grand-daughter after a fashion. The fact that Morrow tried to force him to leave and he still hasn't left leads me to greatly doubt Morrow's battle prowess, one of the only things left to question in my mind. Hell, it's almost getting to the point that if you want something done right you have to go to Von Horn to do it, and that's not a good thing. I do believe that with Jade Tongue's banishment from Elysium and the removal of his Acknowledgement a war will be upon us sooner rather than later. Oh, on a lighter note, I do believe I remember (overhearing) Mr. Orsini saying something along the lines of "I'd pay the Assamite all the blood in my body and more if he'd just kill Morrow..." ...just something to think on. --signature withheld WEDNESDAY, SEPTEMBER 8, 1999 - Looks like I picked the wrong week to quit sniffing glue... CAIRO, Egypt -- Multiple witnesses reported seeing ethereal text floating through the Khan al-Khalili in Cairo last night. The text, reported by some to be in Arabic, others in Hebrew and still others in Aramaic and Greek, seemed to be a passage from the Book of Exodus: "Stretch out thine hand toward heaven, that there may be darkness over the land of Egypt, even darkness which may be felt." TUESDAY, SEPTEMEBER 7, 1999 - There go Martha Stewart's hopes for a new Fall Catalog... LOS ANGELES, California -- Doctor Reiki Ozawa, noted expert on the Asian art of feng shui, has disappeared from his $4 million home in the Santa Monica Hills. Friends say that the scholar had spent the past 20 years "aligning" and "adjusting" the furnishings in his home to compensate for "flaws" in the surrounding landscape. He left a recorded phone message in which he declared he had finally finished his 20-year project. Since then, no further evidence of the missing scholar has been found, and police have no further leads. MONDAY, SEPTEMBER 6, 1999 - Pentex... why does that name seem familiar? Hmm... SACRAMENTO, California -- Market watchers and certain law-enforcement officials are looking for the missing directors of international conglomerate Pentex Holdings, sources say. Franklin Rubin, subdivision director of finances for Pentex, was reportedly the only person seen leaving a Board of Directors meeting called two days ago at an executive suite in the downtown Marriott. When hotel staff entered the suite later that evening, they found none of the other executives present. Rubin�s office declined to comment. FRIDAY, SEPTEMBER 3, 1999 - No more Mr. Nice-Dex... Okay, I've had it. Who ever it is that keeps hacking into my systems better knock it off. You're gonna find yourself in a world of hurt, pal, so I suggest you back up your hard drives and seal up your haven. I'm gonna sick the same tweaker that blew up Professor Looney-bin's car on you. Now then, on to recent events... I'm sure many of you have noticed a somewhat lower profile maintained by yours truly, as of late... and I'm sure most of you know the reasons for this. Clan Bastard now rules the night. Move over Wendy's. Prince Morrow, or Mark, as he prefers to be called, has taken the office once held by Creepy Bastard Kid Emeritus, Pieter Mallenhous. Pieter left the city over a week ago, amid a hail of gunfire and treachery stemming from his own machinations. Watch out though, Pieter, Mike Hayden's trying to sick the Ventrue Clan on you! And he's a licker, or something like that. All I know is Hayden's going to get himself killed if he keeps talking to the new Prince the way he does. Morrow seemed none too happy at their last meeting, and I wouldn't be surprised if the guy with the "family named after a street" stopped showing up to socialize. Permanently. (We'll have to take bets though, as Dietre von Horn wants a piece of him to...) Speaking of not showing up anymore... Get a pencil, write this down: Iago Orsini, Jade Tongue and the new Assamite everybody's afraid of... RUN! PEOPLE ARE COMING FOR YOU! BAD PEOPLE! PEOPLE WE DON'T LIKE! RUN! (Mr. Assamite, sir. You, of course, are not obligated to run. But please keep our Prince from trying to destroy hotel rooms... Oh, and Rashid, your fly is down. Ha. Made ya look. Hey though, stop leading Ameris to the Dark Side, she's a good kid. Albeit, she has a penchant for her own Clan's blood... that still doesn't make her evil. Much. A lot. Alright, she's evil.) Iago apparently doesn't know when to keep his mouth shut. In fact, he'll be sporting a new scar on his face, courtesy of Clan Gangrel. And I guess he's not Keeper of Elysium anymore... though the Primogen tried again and again to convince him he should keep the position... I guess cutting someone's face and then having Bucky Refund dominate him so he'll stop talking kind of takes the loyalty out of a person... But asking "Is it appropriate for me to lie now?" in front of the guy you're supposed to be lying to? Sheesh. Kudos to the Tremere fledgling, Victor, however. Vic stopped the other Primogen from, um, talking to Iago with their fists when he encased the addled Toreador in a block of, uh, something. All I know is von Horn seemed startled by it, which makes me worry about what that boy is conjuring up... This Jade Tongue guy apparently wasn't as silver-tongued as he thought... Seems he tried to use some kind of discipline against Morrow on Elysium, and got kicked out of the city. (Psst. Attack the Prince OFF Elysium next time...) From what I've seen, many are lining up to play football with this one's head when it comes off... which I'd imagine will be soon now that he's no longer acknowledged. And you'd be pretty hard pressed to find something more disturbing than a Brujah crawling back to it's former employer asking for it's job back after getting smacked down by it's Primogen. That's right folks, for about 20 minutes on Friday night, we were without a Sheriff, god forbid. D-Train, the man with the brand, called up Morrow and without any foreplay told him he quit, and hung up the phone. He's lucky he didn't do it in person. Morrow looked pissed. But the Prince calmly called up the Brujah's Primogen and politely asked him to find out why this had occurred. Several minutes later he got the apology phone call from D-Train asking for the position back and saying he was sorry. I think the strain of Princedom is starting to show on Morrow, and after only a few weeks as Prince! Oh, and did I mention the he declared Zenadu a NON-Elysium area? It seems the Kuei-jin bought it up, and now everyone assumes it's tainted... I overheard Morrow say the Elysium's going to be changing nightly, and that he won't guarantee safety where the Kindred meet. Does anyone else smell war brewing, or is that just the Maxwell House? THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 2, 1999 - So... the little Assamite has a voice.... Your services as a watcher and informer have not gone unnoticed or unappreciated, Dex. Yet it is up to those kindred who have been appointed such positions of power to right the wrongs of our dear city, and to correct social injustice when needed. We are not here to corrupt, destroy or lay waste to Phoenix and it�s inhabitants. We are merely here to keep order, to live and flourish among the already existing inhabitants of this valley. You have become a mysterious and influential soul among the nightlife inhabitants of this city, with that I am sure you are aware of the consequences behind such actions. Remember Dex, when you play with fire you get burned. If you have nothing to hide and therefore nothing to fear then, I encourage you to present yourself at Elysium in the nights to come. I trust that you are aware that no harm can come to you in the premises of Elysium. Otherwise I urge you to keep your distance from kindred affairs; else you face destruction by those who have come to dislike your peering eyes and ears. With deepest regards, A.S. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- My e-mail box is exploding... I won't tell you who this came from, suffice it to say the info is important and credible. I'll first off apologize if I'm making an assumption that is untrue but due to your obscurity, wealth of information and the space you occupy on SchrekNET, one would believe that your a Nos. If that's true then you might have a personal interest, or clan interest, in the goings on of our Mr. Ellison. I'm under the distinct impression that after an unfourtunate brawl at Elysium last week he was brought with two others, the Assamite and Seneschal, to the Tremere chantry. The very interesting part is afterwards he was the only one to walk out of the chantry, the other two died, and he claims to feel better than ever. Now I don't know about you, but spending that much time in a Tremere chantry would unnerve the best of us, especially after their dealings with mutating (deleted) to form a new bloodline. Anyway just something to keep your very large eye on. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I gave this to Struan last week, but I guess he was... busy. To the assembled Kindred of Phoenix. It was never my intention to cause you undue pain or sorrow. It was never my intention to cause fear or anger. It was always my intention to right the wrongs of this city. It was always my intention to correct social injustice. Please do not come to hate me. Please do not come to love me. But know that I am always watching. Watching and waiting. YOU decide my next move. You always have. Yours in perpetual truth, Dex WEDNESDAY, SEPTEMBER 1, 1999 - They were just askin' for it, weren't they? BOSTON, Massachusetts -- Independent auditors hired to review the accounting ledgers of investment company Moribund & Smirch today reported that they had turned up a rash of acute anomalies. More than 100 of the company�s shareholders, who were issued dividend checks that bank records show as having been paid, are recorded as legally dead, some for as many as 100 years. HOW THE WEST WAS WON... or How Phoenix Came To Be... Start with a cage containing five monkeys. Inside the cage, hang a banana on a string and place a set of stairs under it. Before long, a monkey will go to the stairs and start to climb towards the banana. As soon as he touches the stairs, spray all of the other monkeys with cold water. After a while, another monkey makes an attempt with the same result all the other monkeys are sprayed with cold water. Pretty soon, when another monkey tries to climb the stairs, the other monkeys will try to prevent it. Now, put away the cold water. Remove one monkey from the cage and replace it with a new one. The new monkey sees the banana and wants to climb the stairs. To his surprise and horror, all of the other monkeys attack him. After another attempt and attack, he knows that if he tries to climb the stairs, he will be assaulted. Next, remove another of the original five monkeys and replace it with a new one. The newcomer goes to the stairs and is attacked. The previous newcomer takes part in the punishment with enthusiasm! Likewise, replace a third original monkey with a new one, then a fourth, then the fifth. Every time the newest monkey takes to the stairs, he is attacked. Most of the monkeys that are beating him have no idea why they were not permitted to climb the stairs or why they are participating in the beating of the newest monkey. After replacing all the original monkeys, none of the remaining monkeys have ever been sprayed with cold water. Nevertheless, no monkey ever again approaches the stairs to try for the banana. Why not? Because as far as they know that's the way it's always been done around here. I for one welcome the Keui-jin... coupled with the fact that we have a new Tremere Prince, I'd say Gehenna is just around the corner, kiddies... this should be fun. |
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