Post by Mike Lohmann on Dec 14, 2014 14:46:35 GMT -8
The ghoul looked to the Norse, with a cold resolve in his eyes. The Anglo-Saxon blood he held within him, and the pain of loss caused a hardy resolve that most would never know, this day and age. The confirmed death of Nix came as a blow to the old ghoul, nearly just as much as it did to the Norse. They had grown close, over the century... and while there was a certain amount of fear... the stone cold certainty his Master held helped to steel any nerves.
Slowly he handed over the mass of carefully folded missives. Amgrim looked upon him with measured gaze. A nod given, and muttered, "Send my rose to stay with those of her Clan, for the evening."
"Understood, sir." With a dip of his head and a quick turn on his heel... he moved inside to find the woman, side by side with his domitor.
Before the party had come to a close, Amgrim approached every single kindred in the the establishment. He worked his way from the ground up, so to speak. Lowest of status, first. One by one, a piece of paper folded several times over, in what seemed to be a clever little fashion, was handed to each and every member, including the Prince of Munich. The last two individuals to receive the letter, oddly enough, were the the Harpy... then the Prince. With a nod, he turned and made his way out into the evening, as the the kindred of the domain were to make reading this, the last thing they did, for the evening.
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To the Unified Members of the Seattle Domain,
It has been some time, since I have addressed the public in mass. For this, I apologize. The duties that I tend to keep me busier than it may seem, when you see and interact with me most nights. But I feel it is time to do such, and with provide you with some answers to questions you may have. These answers may raise more questions... but such is the nature of things.
I have been investigating many an incident, over the the time I have .. come back... to Seattle. The death of our original Prince. The disappearance of the Justicar. The attacks we have had upon us, by the Anarchs and supposed Sabbat. The fall of some of our most beloved members, and currently the death of Primogen Nix. The domain has been more than patient, and I will provide you with the conclusions that I have come to and the answers I have.
It is my conclusion, that the death of our esteemed and passed Prince of the past, was orchestrated by our current Prince. All evidence and dots connect, and say that the well orchestrated execution and cover up was a tactical masterpiece... for our current Prince, to finally rise to the next level in our Camarilla ranks. A opportunity that would not have fallen upon him, naturally. He saw a chance to expedite his progression, and took it.
It is my conclusion, that the disappearance of the Nosferatu Justicar, was also orchestrated by our current Prince. It is known the Justicar was here, looking into the matters... and it is my conclusion that he found the answers he was looking for. The truth. He paid for that truth, with his life, before he could bring his findings back to the other Justicars. Another tactical and incredibly swift move. Some would doubt the power of our Prince, yet turn your memories to how well and swiftly he dealt with a pack of Anarchs that came for him.
It is my conclusion that the Anarchs came for him and attempted to destroy our city, due to the actions of our Prince. They targeted him and specific locations tied to him. I do not find them to be mindless beasts, lashing out at anything and everything. I find that their focused was aimed. What slight he inflicted upon them, specifically, I know not.
It is my conclusion that Christiano has been the cause of much of our city's strife, though possibly of no direct actions of his own, other than proximity. He has failed to report information requested of him, multiple times, and also is confirmed to have been directly hiding knowledge of the presence of other Lasombra within the domain, most likely Sabbat in affiliation, before the attacks happened. He would have you believe that I did not wish to come to the aid that he had a clanmate contact me for, when the truth of it is that the information he relayed was so minimal that I could not possibly see it as any sort of real threat. The moment the threat became a real issue for the domain, I went immediately to the scene only to have found him having slithered away and nowhere to be found... and waited nearly a week to make the report that I had demanded be on my desk before the night was over. I believe that he is the cause of the death of our Walter Eddington, rather directly or indirectly, it does not matter. He was aware that other Lasombra were potentially stalking him and endangered members of the domain by not disclosing whatever it is that he knows and is hiding about the matters. I think that he is punished enough, potentially, as the latest title that he has been given is certainly intended to be his death, pointedly, by the decree of the Prince. The whole of the new Templars are individuals that are to be sacrificed to whatever lay beyond our borders. I can confirm at the least that they will meet with Sabbat, Anarchs, and wolves. Death is almost absolutely certain.
It is my conclusion that the death of Nix was bait, for me, in an attempt to raise my anger and get me to lash out. It is not the first time she has been attempted to be used against me. I was willingly bound 2 steps to her, so using her as bait is a reasonably good decision if the goal is to get me to act in a manner that may compromise my station in the city, or incite a larger outcome. I loved her, very much. But unfortunately it was not counted on that the strength of my resolve and will were as great as they are. I am not a savage beast, as are none of my clan. This evening, however, it was a direct target upon my person with the arrival of the head of Nix, just moments before my resolve to keep my rage under control was questioned by our Prince. I do not find this to be coincidence. This would not be the first time, our Prince has attempted to deliberately place blame upon me. I was instructed to destroy the haven of Primogen Echo, directly,in looking for our now Seneschal. An action that I did not enjoy a moment of.This was done, to provoke some sort of attack upon my person, which would likely have ended very poorly for those that made the attempt. This also, was calculated, as much so as the mysterious deaths of the last Prince and the Justicar.
It is my conclusion, that the messenger who was sent to deliver the head of Nix to me, was done with the intention of his death. He admitted he had done so, in payment of a life boon owed to the Gangrel Primogen of Vancouver. It was bait, to start an incident. An attempt, that I did not allow to succeed. When it did not succeed, and I sent my hounds to locate the messenger, I was told that immediately upon his departure, the "boyscouts" that have attacked us many times, descended upon him. I was informed that it in no way looked anything other than orchestrated. They knew their target and went straight for him. This speaks to me of another show of tactics, as the death of this Gangrel who was "simply delivering a message" will stir up issues for the domain. Before any of this occurred, it was brought to my attention that the Prince would be making a the templars and appointing a Marshall. He claimed that it was for expansion of the land to counter swelling numbers, but by my accounts, our population is smaller than it has ever been. But now, with a possible conflict to arise between Vancouver and ourselves, due to this incident, it would seem that such Templars are actually needed. I do not believe in coincidence.
I was placed as Sheriff, and instructed to not learn English, by the Prince. It is thought that I am nothing but his dog. I can assure you, the ignorance of thinking such is now on display for all to see. And I do mean... all. This letter has been sent immediately, far and wide. I believe that this is information that the Justicars may wish to know.
I am loyal to this domain. As I believe I was the first vampire to ever inhabit these lands, I feel a kinship to it and it's citizens, regardless of clan. As your Sheriff, I feel it is your right to know what threats you face, and those responsible for the crimes that fall upon you. I tell you this, knowing that fear may grip your hearts and force you to look the other way... but for the rest of you.. those that stood by myself, as we picked up the pieces of this city.. you must know the truth. Regardless of the fact that telling you these truths may start character assassination by the offended parties, or those payed enough to do such... and this will most certainly end up in my death.. I owe this to you. To the city. To Eddington.. and most of all... to my beloved Nix.
With this, I am paying you all a Major boon. Every.. single.. one of you. What do I want in return for this? You have already done one thing, if you have gotten this far. You have read this, hopefully in its entirety. I want you to talk about the information that I have provided you, amongst yourselves. What you choose to do or not do with this information, is your decision alone. Read this. Talk about this. Then register the boon I owe you, with our harpy. And if I fall, make sure you collect what I owe you from those responsible.
And for the record... words have been spoken about Nix owing a vast amount of boons into the city, and individuals wondering who is going to pay them... supposedly. Nix owned four boons, total. One to an individual that is no longer with us, two to our late Walter Eddington, and one to our Prince. The one owned to our Prince, is minor. I tell you this, so that the picture painted of her being someone that owed vast amounts of debt, is sundered. She was a noble person, and honorable. All she ever wanted, was Seattle to be whole again. All she ever wanted, was the very best, for all of you.
Your Sheriff in Service to the City,
Amgrim Svenn
Clan Gangrel
Slowly he handed over the mass of carefully folded missives. Amgrim looked upon him with measured gaze. A nod given, and muttered, "Send my rose to stay with those of her Clan, for the evening."
"Understood, sir." With a dip of his head and a quick turn on his heel... he moved inside to find the woman, side by side with his domitor.
Before the party had come to a close, Amgrim approached every single kindred in the the establishment. He worked his way from the ground up, so to speak. Lowest of status, first. One by one, a piece of paper folded several times over, in what seemed to be a clever little fashion, was handed to each and every member, including the Prince of Munich. The last two individuals to receive the letter, oddly enough, were the the Harpy... then the Prince. With a nod, he turned and made his way out into the evening, as the the kindred of the domain were to make reading this, the last thing they did, for the evening.
==============================================================
To the Unified Members of the Seattle Domain,
It has been some time, since I have addressed the public in mass. For this, I apologize. The duties that I tend to keep me busier than it may seem, when you see and interact with me most nights. But I feel it is time to do such, and with provide you with some answers to questions you may have. These answers may raise more questions... but such is the nature of things.
I have been investigating many an incident, over the the time I have .. come back... to Seattle. The death of our original Prince. The disappearance of the Justicar. The attacks we have had upon us, by the Anarchs and supposed Sabbat. The fall of some of our most beloved members, and currently the death of Primogen Nix. The domain has been more than patient, and I will provide you with the conclusions that I have come to and the answers I have.
It is my conclusion, that the death of our esteemed and passed Prince of the past, was orchestrated by our current Prince. All evidence and dots connect, and say that the well orchestrated execution and cover up was a tactical masterpiece... for our current Prince, to finally rise to the next level in our Camarilla ranks. A opportunity that would not have fallen upon him, naturally. He saw a chance to expedite his progression, and took it.
It is my conclusion, that the disappearance of the Nosferatu Justicar, was also orchestrated by our current Prince. It is known the Justicar was here, looking into the matters... and it is my conclusion that he found the answers he was looking for. The truth. He paid for that truth, with his life, before he could bring his findings back to the other Justicars. Another tactical and incredibly swift move. Some would doubt the power of our Prince, yet turn your memories to how well and swiftly he dealt with a pack of Anarchs that came for him.
It is my conclusion that the Anarchs came for him and attempted to destroy our city, due to the actions of our Prince. They targeted him and specific locations tied to him. I do not find them to be mindless beasts, lashing out at anything and everything. I find that their focused was aimed. What slight he inflicted upon them, specifically, I know not.
It is my conclusion that Christiano has been the cause of much of our city's strife, though possibly of no direct actions of his own, other than proximity. He has failed to report information requested of him, multiple times, and also is confirmed to have been directly hiding knowledge of the presence of other Lasombra within the domain, most likely Sabbat in affiliation, before the attacks happened. He would have you believe that I did not wish to come to the aid that he had a clanmate contact me for, when the truth of it is that the information he relayed was so minimal that I could not possibly see it as any sort of real threat. The moment the threat became a real issue for the domain, I went immediately to the scene only to have found him having slithered away and nowhere to be found... and waited nearly a week to make the report that I had demanded be on my desk before the night was over. I believe that he is the cause of the death of our Walter Eddington, rather directly or indirectly, it does not matter. He was aware that other Lasombra were potentially stalking him and endangered members of the domain by not disclosing whatever it is that he knows and is hiding about the matters. I think that he is punished enough, potentially, as the latest title that he has been given is certainly intended to be his death, pointedly, by the decree of the Prince. The whole of the new Templars are individuals that are to be sacrificed to whatever lay beyond our borders. I can confirm at the least that they will meet with Sabbat, Anarchs, and wolves. Death is almost absolutely certain.
It is my conclusion that the death of Nix was bait, for me, in an attempt to raise my anger and get me to lash out. It is not the first time she has been attempted to be used against me. I was willingly bound 2 steps to her, so using her as bait is a reasonably good decision if the goal is to get me to act in a manner that may compromise my station in the city, or incite a larger outcome. I loved her, very much. But unfortunately it was not counted on that the strength of my resolve and will were as great as they are. I am not a savage beast, as are none of my clan. This evening, however, it was a direct target upon my person with the arrival of the head of Nix, just moments before my resolve to keep my rage under control was questioned by our Prince. I do not find this to be coincidence. This would not be the first time, our Prince has attempted to deliberately place blame upon me. I was instructed to destroy the haven of Primogen Echo, directly,in looking for our now Seneschal. An action that I did not enjoy a moment of.This was done, to provoke some sort of attack upon my person, which would likely have ended very poorly for those that made the attempt. This also, was calculated, as much so as the mysterious deaths of the last Prince and the Justicar.
It is my conclusion, that the messenger who was sent to deliver the head of Nix to me, was done with the intention of his death. He admitted he had done so, in payment of a life boon owed to the Gangrel Primogen of Vancouver. It was bait, to start an incident. An attempt, that I did not allow to succeed. When it did not succeed, and I sent my hounds to locate the messenger, I was told that immediately upon his departure, the "boyscouts" that have attacked us many times, descended upon him. I was informed that it in no way looked anything other than orchestrated. They knew their target and went straight for him. This speaks to me of another show of tactics, as the death of this Gangrel who was "simply delivering a message" will stir up issues for the domain. Before any of this occurred, it was brought to my attention that the Prince would be making a the templars and appointing a Marshall. He claimed that it was for expansion of the land to counter swelling numbers, but by my accounts, our population is smaller than it has ever been. But now, with a possible conflict to arise between Vancouver and ourselves, due to this incident, it would seem that such Templars are actually needed. I do not believe in coincidence.
I was placed as Sheriff, and instructed to not learn English, by the Prince. It is thought that I am nothing but his dog. I can assure you, the ignorance of thinking such is now on display for all to see. And I do mean... all. This letter has been sent immediately, far and wide. I believe that this is information that the Justicars may wish to know.
I am loyal to this domain. As I believe I was the first vampire to ever inhabit these lands, I feel a kinship to it and it's citizens, regardless of clan. As your Sheriff, I feel it is your right to know what threats you face, and those responsible for the crimes that fall upon you. I tell you this, knowing that fear may grip your hearts and force you to look the other way... but for the rest of you.. those that stood by myself, as we picked up the pieces of this city.. you must know the truth. Regardless of the fact that telling you these truths may start character assassination by the offended parties, or those payed enough to do such... and this will most certainly end up in my death.. I owe this to you. To the city. To Eddington.. and most of all... to my beloved Nix.
With this, I am paying you all a Major boon. Every.. single.. one of you. What do I want in return for this? You have already done one thing, if you have gotten this far. You have read this, hopefully in its entirety. I want you to talk about the information that I have provided you, amongst yourselves. What you choose to do or not do with this information, is your decision alone. Read this. Talk about this. Then register the boon I owe you, with our harpy. And if I fall, make sure you collect what I owe you from those responsible.
And for the record... words have been spoken about Nix owing a vast amount of boons into the city, and individuals wondering who is going to pay them... supposedly. Nix owned four boons, total. One to an individual that is no longer with us, two to our late Walter Eddington, and one to our Prince. The one owned to our Prince, is minor. I tell you this, so that the picture painted of her being someone that owed vast amounts of debt, is sundered. She was a noble person, and honorable. All she ever wanted, was Seattle to be whole again. All she ever wanted, was the very best, for all of you.
Your Sheriff in Service to the City,
Amgrim Svenn
Clan Gangrel
