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The Crossroads of Elysium

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Dearest compatriots of the Fiefdom of Barcelona,

I must admit that I had quite an entertaining evening last Conclave. My fellow Cainites are all very interesting individuals, though I must in all honesty admit that I enjoy the company of some more then others. Kayden offers me no end of vexation for some odd reason, and I find the company of the very hairy robed Gangrel somewhat annoying.

However, I found much enjoyment with the debates I held with the two Toreador lovers over the edicts of our various viae, and I look forward to simila discussions.

As for the Infernalists we discovered, my Order spends many long nights scouring this world of their mockery to my road. They claim worship of the Fallen Angel, when they pay heed to the wrong aspects of him altogether. They look to his Demonic aspects, showing what happens when pride turns to arrogance, instead of paying heed to his pride itself.

Pride is power, while arrogance is the first step onto the path leading to self-destruction. I will burn these wretches from this paradise, and will never bow my head to their infernal masters.

I am as prideful as the Morningstar, and his message is burned into my soul.

Long Have I Walked the Devil's Road,
Initiate of the Order of the Star of Morning,
Initiate in the Ways of the Sinful Priests,
Envoy of Prince Radu of Bistria,
Childer of Sairesh,
Tomas Szantovich
- Monday, October 06, 2003 at 01:09:26 (EDT)

The throne is a nice prize to play for, isn't it? Each Cainite rushing after this bit of power, or that one. Many of our kind easure their worth over how many individuals they hold in thrall, or how much wealth they possess, etc. Each however, wastes their unlives in pursuit, because they do not understand /why/ they want these things.

This throne is made of glass, citizens of Barcelona, as is every throne. Pursuing it is a noble goal indeed, but why do you want it?

Prince, why do you hold it?

Long have I walked te Devil's Road,
Childer of Radu,
Childer of Sairesh,

Tomas Szantovich
- Saturday, October 04, 2003 at 18:43:28 (EDT)

So much has been done, so much is yet to do!!

Join us!!
Aelflaed
- Wednesday, October 01, 2003 at 01:18:13 (EDT)

For those of you who were not in attendance for the night I met Her Majesty the Prince, I explained to her the very night I met her that I sought to be brince of Barcelona. Her reply was, "You think you want it, then take it." I have done nothing but since that night. I have always followed the laws and orders the prince has given. I even occasionally try to help her when our goals cross. I hope this removes any doubts anyone might have had.
De Luz <SaveETandALF@aol.com>
Barcelona, Spain - Sunday, September 28, 2003 at 07:02:04 (EDT)

I will attend this conclave though I have another pressing matter next eve, I will delay my departue as long as I am allowed.
De Luz <SaveETandALF@aol.com>
Barcelona, Spain - Friday, September 19, 2003 at 23:40:12 (EDT)

::Written in a delicate script, with many loops and dashes of unescesary extravagance::

Thought that you had heard the last of me, eh? No such fortune, Im afraid! Hah! I've been away Chasing ghosts that will not rest, and it was convienient to let most think that I had perished along with the "Filthy Whore" and her Insane Captain. I gathered what was left of her crew and obtained the Captains remaining vessel "The Hanged Man", which had been in port awaiting repairs. Afterwards, I sailed the Mediterannian, Following up on Rumours which had suggested that the Captain survived the fiery wreck that claimed most of his crew. Most of my leads turned up nothing more than a few pitiful imposters and rabble rousers, and although I remain wary, I am fairly convinced that we can bury the name "Jean Remy",whom you all knew as "The Captain", for good. Speaking of his demise, I have regreted, these many months, that I was never able to properly thank the good Cainites of Barcelona for their assistance in the rescue of fair Amelia. Formost amongst these is that charming rogue known only as "the Daring Dragoon". his courage(coupled with a few livelier-than-average shadows and a Bull Fighters earlier-than-expected impromptu fireworks)won the day for us.Truly,these are the deeds that one day become the stuff of legend, And if the Lord sees fit to bless you all as I have, you shall exist to see that glorious day. That said, I find myself yearning for the chance to stand shoulder to shoulder with such noble souls once again, and so i have resolved to follow the western winds, that I may find myself in the midst of heroes once more. So advise the nobility to lock up their daughters, and post a letter of warning to all who would see to the ruin of your fair city, FOR FRENCH RETURNS!
"The Most Capable,Feared an Handsome Pirate ever to Sail the Sea"
- Tuesday, September 16, 2003 at 02:36:38 (EDT)

I am called away for a matter that cannot set idle, I hope to make ammends for my absence this eve.
De Luz <SaveETandALF@aol.com>
Barcelona, Spain - Saturday, September 06, 2003 at 03:26:03 (EDT)

A feather floats in and starts to scribe in the scrolls...

Greetings, M'lords
And many thanks from your Thomas Rhymer. I've learned a great deal, and I will be there to help you in your endeavors. One thing I must ask- if you are to travel by my highways and byways, you'll need to be blindfolded until I bring you into my "realm". Once there, you'll see many wyrd and unco things, stay by my advice and nae harm wee' come to you. Likewise when you need ta return, I shall come anon. Your friend, True
A Feather
- Wednesday, August 20, 2003 at 19:22:34 (EDT)

In all the time I've walked this world I have never met a man who was harmed by his own versatility. I given this mindset it should come as no surprise to any of you that I support every aspect of Stephan's training proposal. It would behoove all of you to learn new things and it should be a priority to learn that which can keep you alive. I have endured many deadly things and even I dont feel that, as I am, I can endure all there is too endure. With Stephan I intend to learn a plethora of skills which will facilitate my martial, social and intellectual abilities. And I encourage you to do the same. In return we only request of you to teach others such a skill with equal vigor.
Mario.
Mario <nihilmantid@aol.com>
- Monday, August 11, 2003 at 18:22:49 (EDT)

What did happen at this assesment of the battle? I wasn't there and I would like to know. I espicially would like to know if anything of preparededness or prevention was discussed.
stephen
- Tuesday, July 08, 2003 at 16:49:15 (EDT)

It seems that we have survived another assault. Darius, i must speak with you before the next Enclave, i need to ask you a couple of questions about the battle, perhaps watch the replay again. at any rate, assuming we have seen the last of the incursion i have a ceremony to perform. oh, about that. Prince Wilameena, i must speak to you about something also, before the next enclave.
needless to say, i encourage all who can make it to go to the next enclave. it should be entertaining.
Master Janos De Corazon <Mr.Booya@juno.com>
Barcelona, Espan~a - Tuesday, June 24, 2003 at 15:55:03 (EDT)

My approach draws nearer with each passing eve. Two moons or less until I will set foot in Barcelona again. Adieu.
The Light
- Monday, June 23, 2003 at 22:02:09 (EDT)

Stephen,

If you are having trouble discerning right from wrong, there are people you can speak with or places you can go which will help you.

Dragoon,

I know there are many evils in the world and using force seems necessary. However, I would caution you against taking single handed extreme action. There are laws. These laws are there for a reason. The Prince has been made aware of the Captain's actions. Steps are being taken to take care of the situation.
Thadius <blackiceserpent@yahoo.com>
Barcelona, Spain - Wednesday, June 11, 2003 at 12:57:23 (EDT)

I envey you, I wish I knew what was wrong as firmly as you do. So I could crush it into dust.
Rather then waiting and playing nice so no one comes after me.
stephen <0bink0>
- Thursday, June 05, 2003 at 15:01:55 (EDT)

Dear Captain,
From the mouths of madmen do I marshall my forces and prepare to stride valiantly into my next victory over your dastardly plans. Be wary, oh Captain, for your friends grow few and it is I who stands on the front line in our fair city's defense against your nefarious deeds. Only time will tell how history will remember us, if at all. All I can be certain of is that our chapter in the pages of this blood-soaked book will soon be coming to a close. I, for one, cannot wait to see how it ends...
The Daring Dragoon
Barcelona, Spain - Wednesday, June 04, 2003 at 15:55:05 (EDT)

(the following document is almost impossible to read, due to large rents and spilled ink. it seems as if whoever wrote it was pressing too hard on the quill. also,the notice is covered in small small splatterings of cainite vitae. this is all that can be made of it:)

CuRsEs!......WilL PersoNally...to it.. DARING DRAGOON...SPLIT FROM CROTCH TO CROWN!!!.. no buisiness.. MY PROPERTY! ...... ANd ANoTHER THING,...make SurE... CurSED MAenad Pythia will be......BY THIRTY UNWASHED RUFFIANS, IN FROM A YEAR AT SEA!!!!!! AfTER A WEEK OF THAT... SHALL SEE hOW WORDY SHE IS !....FILTHY MOORS!!... MY WAR, MY BUisiNESS!! .... SEAS BELONG TO ME! ....WHiTECHAPEL...JEssie.......SCuttled AND in FLAMES!
...THIN the HERD.....in TImE, THIS CIty........TO ME!!

Respectfully yours,
Captain
The Captain
Barcelona, Spain - Sunday, June 01, 2003 at 17:26:33 (EDT)

Amicus curiae
when the smoke comes over the battlements,
when the sun pierces the dark
fly the little sparrows
from the faithful precious spark
A fortiori, A Memento mori,ad maiorem Dei gloriam
you know the song, the dance
but do you know
who I
am?

Abartach
- Thursday, May 29, 2003 at 21:01:34 (EDT)

Avast, I've been watching the goings on of this here city for some time now, and all I can say is that things look a might interesting. Enemies rise and fall like so many waves against a shore, and yet still the Cainites of Barcelona stand strong. Bravo.

I've also noticed that certain scoundrels have been staying in this here city for quite awhile now. I know of at least two pirates that write in here constantly, and this fascinates one with as simple goals as myself.

I come from a line of simple men, who've all wanted nothing but the arms of Mother Ocean to wrap us in her comfort. I've been a sailing man since my first breathing day, and even in these nights this Captain doesn't feel right without the rocking of a boat beneath his feet.

There be a few too many of my trade in this city, and this could damage the local business. Perhaps someone should be thinning out the herd?

Know that I bring information that could very well help this city and Kingdom against the bastard King of England, and the Cainites that hide there.

In Service to His Coin Pouch and Captain of the Well Fire,
Captain Jack Whitechapel
- Wednesday, May 28, 2003 at 04:52:13 (EDT)

How has he done a wrong? Isn't it freedome that you hold above everything else?
confused
stephen <0bink0@cox.net>
- Thursday, May 22, 2003 at 21:17:19 (EDT)

To the Daring Dragoon: Thank you. The Blessing of Gods be upon you for your actions and your mercy.

To Tempest, My High Priest: One of the two you left in charge has acted very poorly. Our God cherishes freedom above all things, and he did TAKE it from others. This is not acceptable.

To the Captain: I am not pleased. The guilt that Our God weighs upon your soul is punishment enough, but try such a thing again and I will personally exact revenge. Watch yourself, and moreso, watch the actions you take in the name of Dionysus, you who call yourself His Knight.

To Aelflaed the Blue: I ask for your help in a very important matter, you who are a Mother of Healing. I will contact you.

Pythia
Head Maenad of Dionysus
Pythia
- Tuesday, May 20, 2003 at 20:20:36 (EDT)

Dearest and most gracious Cainites of Barcelona,
I was enthralled by your opinions on the matter of our alliance, and I feel for you when it comes to the losses you have face in the previous years while warring with the Typhonists and their demonic masters.

Several of you brought up very good points during the decision making, and it made me admire the Prince of this city greatly when I realised that every Cainite in barcelona is allowed to speak his/her mind for such an endeavor. It shows me that this city is a practical Utopia when it comes to individuality and enlightenment. In the other cities I have travelled to, especially along the Nile Crescent and amongst the lands of England, younger Cainites' opinions are crushed beneath the heels of powerhungry Princes and shifty-eyed Seneschals. This city is truly a step ahead of others, and I see that perhaps it was meant to be this way. Perhaps the trouble was meant to come here, so that we could stand together in such a glorious way, and learn much. You have ideas and beliefs I am eager to hear about, and I have ideas and beliefs that some of you would also like to hear.

These nights warm my heart, and make me smile towards the future.

The Mouth of the God of Storms,
Priestess of the Temple of Aeriolis,
Childe of Briar,
Miette Chere LeMerci
- Monday, May 19, 2003 at 16:26:42 (EDT)

What of you being our general and leading us against this foe that comes our way? Have my words sunk in and you have realized I was right? Most imporantly are you leaving beacuse you know something that we do not? If the last is true I begg you to tell us beacuse if I survive defending your city I'll make sure you wish you had died. I apologies if I'm being to stright forward but those are my fears.
Damn mario for softening my words.
Stephen <0bink0@cox.net>
- Monday, May 19, 2003 at 15:18:57 (EDT)

All Kindred of the City,

As I have more or less been thrust into being the city's protector, I have taken a short leave of your wonderus company to speak with several groups of people. as for my position amonst the knighthood I will keep in contact with both the Prince and the other Knight. If I come to find out either were treated without the respect there due I Will return, and I Will be angry. If you have need to seek me out find the prince and tell her you wish to speak to me, if the prince makes you feel uncomfortable, seek the other Knight out. And now i bid a farwell unto those that I keep only at arms length away.

Sir Darius
Protector of the City, of the Rom, and of the Kindred
Knight of the Princes Justice
Primogen of the Ravnos

Collector of way to many titles
Darius <mdonebellsouth@hotmail.com>
- Saturday, May 17, 2003 at 06:30:45 (EDT)

The hour has grown nigh my Captain. You will not leave this city without scars...
The Daring Dragoon
Barcelona, Spain - Friday, May 16, 2003 at 20:18:55 (EDT)

Well, it seems that if Tempest is leaving the city then as of now I am the only Gangrel left. So I am now the sole voice for the clan. I will not carry this responsibilty lightly. I will be Primigin until Tempest returns. On his return if he wishes to take Primigenship back then we will talk before I let him take it back.
Jessie <barbaragrier@cox.net>
San DIego, CA - Sunday, May 11, 2003 at 21:13:43 (EDT)

Dear Daring Buffoon,
I find your lackluster threats to be as empty as your head. only a true idiot would presume to meddle in my buisiness..... Although the promise of imminent bloodshed DOES hold a certain.....fascination...hmmmm... I retract my previous statements. this is a truly noble and worthy cause. Come, I entreat thee, end my duplicitous schemeing once and for all. Soon... Please....pLeaess ........GODS..PLeaasee (at this point, the document is no longer legible)
Captain <SocratesJohnson@msn.com>
Barcelona, Spain - Friday, May 09, 2003 at 00:10:28 (EDT)

Brethren Cainites, it looks like I must take leave of this city for awhile. Business with my coterie has once again drawn me away, and I am sad to say this. I have many interests and investments in this city, and I hope that hose I leave to watch over them (Namely my Priestess, and the Captain) do not let them fall to ruin. I will return you see, and when I return Dionysus will still be walking with me.

Praise the Gods.

High Priest of the Temple of Dionysus and Primogen fo Clan Gangrel,
Tempest
- Wednesday, May 07, 2003 at 13:10:15 (EDT)

I have lost, I understand what your feeling. However, you can't let it paralize you. I lost someone very close, violently before my own eyes. I vowed never to let it happen again. This is why I urdged suspicion on this plan, I don't want to lose the people I care about. If its something we can't face or would take to many causalties to fend off. Why not let them have the city they will sweep though, and if they stay they can keep it, but we will be alive to make their lives a living hell.
I'm trying to save lives.
Stephen <0bink0@cox.net>
- Monday, May 05, 2003 at 21:18:26 (EDT)

Well my dear Dragoon,
I find it rather presumptuse that you, an unacknowledged kindred, would reply on our crossroads to tell us of the villiany of one of our own when you haven't even graced us with your presense at elysium. I think that prehaps you should introduce yourself before you go and do something to make the other kindred angry, because I believe by the Prince's own Laws you are everyones "meat" before you can the status of acknowledged. So I STRONGLY suggest you make your formal introduction before you off spouting at the mouth.
Amelia <Tifa1207@hotmail.com>
Barcelona, Spain - Monday, May 05, 2003 at 20:59:12 (EDT)

Dear Friends,
It seems our fair city has fallen under the scourge of certain dread pirate known as The Captain. Though he has not been within the walls of Barcelona for long he has wasted no time in orchestrating a campaign of terror and treachery that threatens to bring our tranquil and beautiful city to its knees. I, however, am no longer content to play the role of bystander and watch as he proceeds to desecrate the peaceful waters of Barcelona and incite war amongst our allies. This is a crucial time for the kindred to band together, and those who would endanger such cooperation must be dealt with swiftly and courageously. I hereby make it my promise to you, dear friends, that I will deal with this menace and no longer will he stain Barcelona with his bloodied hands. Beware Captain, for your stay within our city will soon be cermoniously cut short with the long end of my blade...
The Daring Dragoon
Barcelona, Spain - Sunday, May 04, 2003 at 21:47:13 (EDT)

I have been challenged for Primigenship by Tempest. Some my have felt that I backed down from this challenge. No, I am simply delaying the combat until I know more about who I am and the true ways of the Gangrel. Tempest, I hope that will not lead me astray. There are only two in the city who I truely trust, perhaps someday it would be three. Thank you.
The Dark Pirate <barbaragrier@cox.net>
San Diego, CA USA - Sunday, May 04, 2003 at 14:46:17 (EDT)

The time has come for me to be on my own. I am ready for whatever comes my way. I am a Gangrel. I am proud of who I am. The lose of Willum is hard, not just because he was my sire, but because he was my companion. For any of you who have loved and lost, you will understand. For those of you who have not, I am sorry that you do not understand. Just because we are eternally living doesn't mean we have to do it alone.
I am standing up and claiming Primigenship, if anyone feels they are more worthy of the title then hear this. I will fight for, it as any true Gangrel would, so come forward tonight and announce your intentions. So until tonight.
Jessie <barbaragrier@cox.net>
San Diego, CA USA - Saturday, May 03, 2003 at 16:05:13 (EDT)

I wonder if there are any real gangrel left in this city, a prideful indepent one that can survive on his own.
stephen <0bink0@cox.net>
- Friday, May 02, 2003 at 13:21:14 (EDT)

I am stepping away to think. You will see me when you see me.
Mario <N/A>
- Friday, May 02, 2003 at 05:02:26 (EDT)

I sit alone and feel the sudden crush of my heart as my sire, my love is killed somewhere far away. The pain is almost to much to with stand. I close my eyes and shed one lonely tear. How will I go on without him? WILLUM, my heart cries for you!! Why was it the last time we spoke it was over some God that you felt wasn't a God and that I should not have tried to save. Now I fear I must take on the primigen role that I feel I am not fully ready to take. If there are any other gangrel out there who wish to have the title, than please come forward at the next conclave and make an announcement? Shamus my brother, you will now be my responsibility, I feel you are still to young to take on Primigenship. Our sire is dead, we must take care of each other now and learn from one another. I know that you have done some dangerious things in the past, that will now stop, if you step out of line just once you will answer to me and then to the Prince. To the Prince who has been so kind during these last few nights, thank you. Allowing me sancutary and comfort has helped me from going insane. Goodmorning for tomorrow is another night.
The Dark Pirate <barbaragrier@cox.net>
San Diego, CA USA - Thursday, May 01, 2003 at 14:11:15 (EDT)

Greetings friends, for it is I, Phillipe, your humble minstrel,
inviting you to listen in as I sing of a tale of pleasure and of woe,
of creation, of destruction, and of a fearsome foe.
Lean forward gentle reader as I sing of victory and of defeat;
for I sing of loyalty, of betrayal,
and of the cold blood coursing through hearts that no longer beat.
I sing of gods, and of demons, uniting as one;
I sing of ascending, and of falling, and of the arrival of our Sun.
I sing of nobles and of peasants, of chastity, and of lust;
I sing of the sweet taste of battle,
which in our mouths may turn to dust.
Consider your station gentle readers,
as I sing of famine, and of feast;
for I sing of the most fearsome foe that stands before us,
I sing of the Beast.
Phillipe, the Battling Bard of Barcelona <beeflenin@hotmail.com>
Barcelona, Spain - Monday, April 21, 2003 at 17:14:21 (EDT)
I think we all shall enjoy meeting this Captain.
Don Lorenzo Vodacce <IronMaiden_SCA@yahoo.com>
The Crypts, Barcelona - Saturday, April 19, 2003 at 19:20:57 (EDT)
I look forward to talking to you at the next meeting as well.
Willum
- Saturday, April 19, 2003 at 04:43:39 (EDT)
Better things to do? I see. Might one of these "better things to do" be keeping ones Haven free of cultists? Obviously not, it seems. It is my opinion that, if one cannot oversee ones holdings properly, one should hold them no longer. Furthermore, should it not be our duty, as the Kindred of Barcelona, to act against all threats quickly and decisively? The more time we spend planning, the more time this cult will have to gain in strength and organize against us. When one spots a juicy Galleon struggling in a lack wind, one must strike before she can fill her sails! Unfortunately, my suggestions seem destined to be overlooked by paranoid Cainites who have forgotten what it was to take a chance.I find all this caution to be quite stifleing. Are we not Vampires? Must we tiptoe about these weakling mortals? Let us simply split them and be done with it.
Oh, and Willum,The next time I wish to question someones courage, I shall make it a point to do so in the middle of Elysium, for all to hear. I only hope that the Kindred of this city can cope with the critisism. More to the point, I hope that you can, my dear Willum.

Looking forward to speaking with....some of you,
Captain
The Captain <SocratesJohnson@msn.com>
Barcelona, Spain - Friday, April 18, 2003 at 19:47:30 (EDT)
As much as I might enjoy a body count, I have to agree with Willum. I would prefer my own body was not one of them.

However, if I ever need a body...er count, I 'll come a calling, signori. Perhaps you can find me one...
Don Lorenzo Vodacce <IronMaiden_SCA@yahoo.com>
The Crypts, Barcelona - Friday, April 18, 2003 at 18:55:32 (EDT)
First of all CAPTAIN, you need to bring your urge to destroy things down a knoch or two. If we did go and storm through the catacombs we would surely bring pain and death to ourselves. We do not know the surroundings, nor do we know the enviroment in which it is currently in. Also storming down there would be a breach of our laws. It is the haven(s) of many down there. Weither or not the people who own the catacombs want us down there is entirly up to them. The body count will be to the max, yes but down there, who's bodies do you think we will count amongst the dead?
Oh yes, there is another thing, because some do not wish to consider this a sport they are less than a vampire? How do you figure? If you wish to call them a coward say it to there face. Not through lettering. Just because some do not join doesn't mean they are plotting there unlives away. It simply means they have better things to do.
Willum <gangrelmaster@hotmail.com>
- Friday, April 18, 2003 at 04:40:36 (EDT)
Why do we even require a blasted map? Can we not simply storm down into the lightless depths and eviscerate all that we find there? Surely this course will provide us with a maximum body count. We can revel in the blood of pagans until the Sun breaks the horizon! Is that not fine? I say that any amongst us who would NOT enjoy such sport is less than a Vampire, and little more than a pitiful politician, content to sit and plan their unlives away. What a waste. such time could be better spent bringing PAINFUL DEATH to any who oppose our will. Well, not to worry. I Promise to personally make up for any such pacifists in our midst.

Looking forward to fulfilling my oath,
Captain
The Captain <SocratesJohnson@msn.com>
Barcelona, Spain - Wednesday, April 16, 2003 at 23:19:22 (EDT)
I will be returning from my travels of the sea this next gathering and I bring with me gifts for the Prince, simply because of who she is, for Aelflaed, because of her hospitality and for Aahmes, because she has friends in forested places. The gifts are from the place known as Africa. Jessie, the Dark Pirate
Jessi, the Dark Pirate <grierbarbara@yahoo.com>
El Cajon, CA San Diego - Wednesday, April 16, 2003 at 03:34:11 (EDT)
My sentiments exactly. I don't believe the Cappadoicans or the Nosferateu would appreciate their havens and domains on a map for everyone to see.

Perhaps another way could be found. I shall be at conclave next, and I might have just the trick. Assuming the right people ask...

Untill the end,
Don Lorenzo Vodacce <IronMaiden_SCA@yahoo.com>
The Crypts, Barcelona - Friday, April 11, 2003 at 18:55:44 (EDT)
As benevolent and benign as your intentions may be, I advise against any mapping of the catacombs. They are a domain held by a member of the city and mapping them may offend its current owner. An exploratory expedition to see if the the catacombs are inhabited is being organized at Aoibhe's leave. I suggest you comply with whatever wishes she makes evident as her friends are numerous and mighty.

Mario,
City Friend
Mario <Nihilmantid@aol.com>
- Friday, April 11, 2003 at 15:04:16 (EDT)
So sorry to interrupt the debate about light and dark, but i have a pressing issue to discuss with anyone who knows of the catacombs.
could a comprehensive map be drawn of the area, along with possible locations that could be holding the shrine to Dionysis? this would make the search so much easier, and much less bumbling around in the dark. also, if a guide to the trps down there could be included, i would be much obliged.
so, who's ready to bust up a cult, and stop the awakening of a god?

Janos Corazon <mr.booya@juno.com>
Barcelon, Espana Ye New Olde Alchemist's shoppe - Tuesday, April 08, 2003 at 21:33:50 (EDT)
And there, in the darkness, we find hope.
De Luz <SaveETandALF@aol.com>
Lost, - Monday, April 07, 2003 at 22:25:56 (EDT)
You think too heavily on what we are. We are Predators, not representations of God's Wrath, or dead beings brought to bring pain to the living, or qhatever any of you seem to think.

We just are.

The Hunter Eternal,
Tempest
- Monday, April 07, 2003 at 12:20:48 (EDT)
Signori Tempest,
A fight to die and live still would more to your liking then? For what are we if not already dead? Some would fight to reach our position and die to live again. Others, as Stephen would say, would fight to destroy us for who we are. They too fight to die, or at least kill. For them, it others who must die, finally.

Then what about us, we fight to die again each morning, only so what we may rise again each night. And some of us seek that death to lead to true eternal life. But that is a conversation for a different time.

Thadius,
I agree that light can comfort, but dark can also offer peace. Twilight seems to be a better comprise, that way there is a little of each. One can still see that which is before them and hope, but the reason to need that hope is still visible to all. For others they can shelter in the coolness of the dark, but see the world before them.

And that gentlemen, is Semantics.

For ever yours in death,
Don Lorenzo Vodacce <IronMaiden_SCA@yahoo.com>
The Crypts, Barcelona - Friday, April 04, 2003 at 18:50:50 (EST)
Light is good you say that is a lie. The light from the eternal sun that wishes to destory us with it's touch? or the light from a torch waiting to burn us until we are nothing? the light that reveals our true nature to humans so they can destroy us? or do you speak of the light that is accociated with holyness the light that is used to destory us for we are evil in god's eyes. Why else would he empower his people to destory us. If you belive in him, I don't, his followers have strength of devotion and will that lets them do what they do.
I prefer the dark.
Stephen <0bink0@cox.net>
- Friday, April 04, 2003 at 15:20:49 (EST)
My dear Tempest... For some, Light is a symbol of hope, of clarity. To shine light on something is to unveil it and to understand it. To spread darkness is to obscure the facts, to darken things to the eye. These are not semantics... They are the difference between despair and hope.
Thadius
- Friday, April 04, 2003 at 13:59:52 (EST)
You can keep your morbid ideas to yourself, thank you. I'd prefer to continue walking this land for some time to come.

The Hunter Eternal,
Tempest
- Friday, April 04, 2003 at 12:39:06 (EST)
Or perhaps, a fight to die? At least for some.
Don Lorenzo <IronMaiden_SCA@yahoo.com>
The Crypts, Barcelona - Thursday, April 03, 2003 at 15:55:36 (EST)
Darkness? Light?

You argue over semantics. Why does any of that matter, when everything is one in the same. It's all just a fight to survive.

The Hunter Eternal,
Tempest
- Thursday, April 03, 2003 at 14:08:37 (EST)
If the darkness is too constricting... or you've lost the light... I can help you with both...
Thadius <blackiceserpent@yahoo.com>
- Saturday, March 29, 2003 at 14:45:49 (EST)
Surrounded by Darkness,
I can see no Light...
De Luz <SaveETandALF@aol.com>
Wandering - Wednesday, March 26, 2003 at 19:02:32 (EST)
I swear that the population of this city is like the dunes of a desert. Unmappable...always changing. I know only two or three Cainites from when I first dwelt here, and most others are rather new, at least to me.

Well, from the whispers I hear on the night wind, it seems that things are still as exciting as ever, and that is good. Perhaps I'll find some interest here. Then again, perhaps not. But I'm not here for fun, I'm here for my coterie mates...though only one is currently here, others will follow.

The Hunter,
Tempest
- Tuesday, March 18, 2003 at 12:07:17 (EST)
Cousin Kindred,

While I shall surely miss the pleasure of your company this Conclave next, upon Saturnsday the first of March, I have been sent by our Prinz to Sabadell to see what manner of happenings therein may affect Barcelona in the future. I do hope that there will be peace in my absence.

I would quell one rumor before I depart, however - it was not I who made the ground tremble so, although such skill is a gift amongst my people. Helena of Rhodes is blameless also, as her skills do not match mine in these arts. I would look to the Darkling Host, if I were you, for answers to such questions. While I hold Korwin in esteem, he is not fully of the sidhe, and it is known even in Khem that djinn and efriti are tricky and untrustworthy unless bound.
I tell you, trouble not the Laibon in this matter.

Until next we meet, peace be with you.
Aahmes (her cartouche)
Aahmes <desteele@cox.net>
Barcelona, Espana - Thursday, February 27, 2003 at 21:01:43 (EST)
My Prince,
I would be happy to end the suffering of those in need. As for rebuilding... Let us see what can be done.
Don Lorenzo Vodacce <IronMaiden_SCA@yahoo.com>
The Catacombs, Barcelona - Friday, February 21, 2003 at 19:10:07 (EST)
I will do what I can, O Prince. I am not as cold as some would think, and will lend a hand where I can. I will fund some of the reconstruction, as well as help in any other way I can.

Duke Korwin ap Eiluned, Ambassador to the Court of the Unseelie
- Monday, February 17, 2003 at 15:49:22 (EST)
To the Conclave:

As I am sure you are all aware, the night of Febuary the 15th late, the earth did tremble and shake. It did seem to be small, and short, but an earthquake nevertheless.
I ask all those of the Conclave of Barcelona to go into the city to help. Aid in rebuilding, give succor to those in need, heal wounds and keep the calm. Prove that at least some of you are indeed capable of caring and compassion. I know it is so.
It will not be hard to find Baroness Willameena out amongst the others, giving aid, if she is needed.
Thank you.

Prince Willameena
Prince Willameena <araven@googleplex.net>
Barcelona, Spain - Monday, February 17, 2003 at 00:34:42 (EST)
Cousin Kindred,

After much time spent fruitlessly hunting for Ignacio Cartoya, I have for now given up the search, although the Blood Hunt remian in force. Should he ever darken the streets of Barcelona, there will be a reckoning, but rumors and our Prince has made it obvious to me that when I am away, chaos ensues.
What, I ask you, was served in harassing an elder of the Tremere on Elysium, and permitting the childer of Saulot such freedom as to demand ANYTHING in our Elysium?

We need stricter guidelines on what is and is not acceptable in Elysium, and to have these rules enforced, or this city will simply revert to chaos.
Is that what you want?
When I asked this question of the Prince, she was wroth with me as well - but she desires order, and I hope will take measures to enforce that order.

When I return on the mid-month, I trust things will be calmer. You don't want me to get angry.

Isis grant you wisdom, and Thoth the strengh to know and see truth.

Aahmes (her cartouche)
Aahmes <desteele@cox.net>
Barcelona, Espana - Saturday, February 08, 2003 at 14:35:41 (EST)
Signori Ravnos,
Interesting that you, who have achevied a staus that few others of your clann could even strive to, are no smarter than the rest. Leave your illusions and wake up to reality. The "usurpers," as you call them, have won. I would suggest you start calling them by their name, Tremere, before the bring down a further curse upon your head. What curse did the diplomat call down upon us? Have you thought about that Signori knight? Perhaps you should look to the protection of our city as opposed to ignoring my words. This lovers spat as you called it, could bring this city down around our ears...yet again, eh?

As for my right to call the prince upon her duties, when I am wronged... Ask her, you'll find I'm more than correct in my request.

Till the next conclave.
Don Lorenzo Vodacce <IronMaiden_SCA@yahoo.com>
The Crypts, Barcelona - Friday, January 24, 2003 at 19:55:57 (EST)
Dawn laurenzo,
What made you feel that your nose was meant to be in the dealing of the noble clan Salubri and the usurpers? My thoughts say if one is daft enough to stick they're nose in a "lovers spat" they deserve to have it cut off. As for the Princes desires and dutys i do not believe that you are the Prince so kindly leave thoose dutys up to Her.

Darius
Kinght of the Princes Justice
Primogen of the Ravnos
Darius <mdonebellsouth@hotmail.com>
- Thursday, January 23, 2003 at 00:43:56 (EST)
Ah, a new post. It used to be that one would have to check this book every day least they miss out on what was truly happening. That has apparently changed, as has much in Barcelona.

Which brings me to my point, to much changes in Barcelona. Last Conclave I was present to see not only the wisdom of my clan ignored, the defemation of my character, the slander of an elder member of Clann Tremere (YES I said CLANN), the sufference of the presence of an infernalist, and , most importantly, the breaking of the tradition of Elysium! I hereby accuse an unnamed Salubri Bloodline of breaking this law. He chose to attack my person after the representatives of his bloodline promised to wait and obey the word of our prince, as passed through her represantives. No respect was shown and no respect should be give to this fledgling fool. I ask you Willamena, what control to exert over your city? If this Ancilla should petition for acknowledgement with in your city, disallow it. It is undeserving. I pray he should not be given any further leeway, untill reparations are made.

I would push this matter sooner, but certain elements require my attention first. I shall arrive tonight, but I shall be late. I pray not too late. OH, I shall be bringing an old friend of Barcelona's with me.

As for the earlier disscussion here, as for an afterlife...IT DOES EXIST. Make of this life as you will. Think about that Bloodline Salubri, for you are no longer a clann, Tremere won that.
Don Lorenzo Vodacce <IronMaiden_SCA@Yahoo.com>
The Crypts, Barcelona - Saturday, January 18, 2003 at 18:47:45 (EST)
I post this missive to the Crossroads for my most excellent and worthy Lanceolus, so that all Kindred in Barcelona know what passes between us.

Hear my words, Lanceolus:

I free thee from any bond to me, I free thee to pursue your sacred quest to find the spear of the White Christ. I bid you to take a horse and such supplies as you may need freely from my haven and go forth posthaste to Sabadell, where last the spear was seen.
Until such time as you depart Barcelona, you are still protected under my mantle, and I will smite any who dare lay hand on you.

I wish you success in your quest.

True comrades of the Long Road do not say goodbye - instead, I say to you "sometime again".

May Isis and Osiris guide and guard thee.

Aahmes (her cartouche)
Aahmes
Barcelona, Espana - Saturday, January 18, 2003 at 17:47:00 (EST)
So, why then bother everyone with your portents of doom and destruction about their damnation if your purpose isn't to scare them into repenting when they do not truely wish to do so?
Shhh
- Friday, January 10, 2003 at 00:49:31 (EST)
You can not be truly repentant if you knowingly wait until your last breath. Any confession given then would be for the selfish purpose of being allowed into the gates of Heaven. Yet if there are those who feel that this "Curse" damns you, it does not.
Thadius
Barcelona, - Tuesday, January 07, 2003 at 20:35:06 (EST)
why do you not answer my first question? Too difficult?
stephen <0bink0@cox.net>
- Tuesday, January 07, 2003 at 18:25:36 (EST)
Those who follow the path, yet are ignorant of His presence, are favored over those who know Him, yet chose to ignore the Law.
Thadius <blackiceserpent@yahoo.com>
- Friday, January 03, 2003 at 12:53:33 (EST)
Why repent now if that is the case? Could I nought just live a life of evil and deprevity and then as I see my life leaving me ask god's forgivness and get into heaven. That doesn't really seem fair to all those who led good and sinless lives. Is god also forgiving to those who die never knowing of his exestance are they doomed to hell for their ignorance?
just curious
stephen <0bink0@cox.net>
- Thursday, January 02, 2003 at 15:56:18 (EST)
There is salvation for all. Fear not, for the Lord is forgiving. Sin no more and repent, and you may hope to reach heaven�s gates yet.
Thadius <blackiceserpent@yahoo.com>
Barcelona, Deep within the Catacombs - Thursday, January 02, 2003 at 14:09:53 (EST)
Cousin Kindred,

I would wish you all good cheer in this cold seasoon, and look forward to the warmth of your company with what I am told is the turning of the year (this counting of days instead of moons is most strange...) this fourth day of January. Until then, I wish you glorious hunts, safe havens, and the light of Isis upon your brows evermore.
Aahmes <desteele@cox.net>
Barcelona, Espana - Tuesday, December 24, 2002 at 18:14:34 (EST)
Alas my peers and friends
It seems I have buisness to attend
My Spirit I'm sure will be with you
Though my body will not but don't woo.
Next Elysium I shall not attend
For my homeland beckons my return
So, alas I go to hither though my heart stays here.
This simple poet will not forget
The times and troubles this city has
And he will return a month hence
To resume his Saintly duties.
Until next we meet, I bid you all adieu
And when I return I'm sure I'll embrace thee once again.
I only pray I have a city to return to
For I leave in the hopes I can see your faces again.
Pierre LeFante <Herald to Prince Willameena of Barcelona>
- Saturday, November 30, 2002 at 14:27:37 (EST)
Steephen you "ask" a great deal for one who is new. what took our attention is now taken care of so bother with it not. have more blood.
The Prince's Justice
Darius
Darius <mdonebellsouth@hotmail.com>
- Saturday, November 30, 2002 at 06:50:15 (EST)
I was wondering if I could find out what happened that took the attention of every one of us of the city but me for a time. I tried to ask what they were doing but apparently it was a secret that everyone but myself knows, also I was supposably invited. Not much of a secret its not like I'm not going to find out some day. Tell me, what were all you doing. Also what was with that blood, I haven't descided weather I hated it or loved it, but I am curious. Korwin tell me you have peaked my intrest.
stephen <0bink0@cox.net>
- Tuesday, November 19, 2002 at 15:48:51 (EST)
Most disturbed Cainites of Barcelona,

I no longer have business in Barcelona. I laugh at those who would want me to answer to crimes under an Autark Prince. I laugh heartily.

Toodles~
The Brujah known to you as Marco
- Friday, November 15, 2002 at 19:23:52 (EST)
The night grows ever blacker,
The Cainites discuss with bittered laughter.
On and on they prattle
And ignore the incoming battle

Their words long spoken
Their acts so few and oft unseen
Their feelings long dead and gone
Hidden behind the eyes that gleem.

I speak of a dark time ahead
In which we will be sure to dread
The alliance as they deem themselves
Have committed the most vile of acts.
Our dear Fontaine was slain,
My guesses are that this is not the only such act.
Dale, the gangrel who has disappeared,
Also might have fallen to these Cainites allied in darkness.

These matters may seem a trifle
But they must be stopped before it happens again.
Whilst I may have overstepped boundries
Set by our Prince, I do it out of the safety
Of you, the Cainites of Barcelona.
Their status is now that of the untrusted,
The status of traitors, the status of unworthy.

Now I must end this here
For I have more I must do
Until next we meet
I bid you all adieu.
Pierre LeFante <Harpy of Barcelona under Prince Willameena>
- Friday, November 15, 2002 at 16:56:09 (EST)
Flesh ripped open? Walls painted in cainite blood? A legion of the host? Sounds like war.
I'm beginning to like this city.

The Captain.
The Captain
- Thursday, November 14, 2002 at 19:12:51 (EST)
Though the harpy labeled them Unacknowledged, and they may deserve whatever wrath they have brought upon themselves. Is not the question of Final Death the right of the Prince and the Prince alone?
Thadius <blackiceserpent@yahoo.com>
- Wednesday, November 13, 2002 at 21:36:27 (EST)
I find myself this evening writing about crime and punishment. I of course understand that things here are done much different then the Land of Shadow from which I emerge, yet still this disturbs me.

Murder most foul has been commited in this very city, and as of this night a week from the death, the murderers walk still amongst the throngs of mortals of Barcelona. This Alliance walks free and unmolested, as if mocking the very laws we live by. While order and law can be worked around in most cases, murder is not one of them, for it threatens all in a city. One lies dead now, and another apparently went missing before even that. Was this Alliance involved? How can we be so sure which one of us will be next as this diabolical grouping makes its moves in this city.

For one, I promised Lord Gunnar that I would make them pay for killing his Childer, and we always keep our word. The Fae will take reperations for the blood spilt in the city we have now taken an interest in.

The pain that they have already caused this city shall be brought back upon them ten-fold, and things that feed onf darkest dreams shall rip away flesh to reveal the twisting worms that no doubt lie in the hearts of the Alliance. We shall rip them asunder, and make them bleed before they make us pay further for our indecision.

The Harpy labeled them as Unacknowledged, and this gives us free reign upon them.

O how the walls shall be painted in Cainite blood. Weep now, Alliance, and pray while you can. Soon enough Death comes to your doorstep, and there shall be no escaping from the Legion that is the Host.

All Hail to the Unseelie King.

Let it be known to all that Barcelona shall soon know a night of blood, for the Faerie Host rides to battle.
Sir Korwin ap Eiluned, former Squire to Sir Elischel Devourer of the Stars, and Lord of Questions
- Wednesday, November 13, 2002 at 02:55:28 (EST)
Please do stay away from French. He is a good allie. Mess with him and you will have to deal with me.
Willum Monte <gangrelmaster@hotmail.com>
- Wednesday, November 13, 2002 at 01:15:37 (EST)
What a fine show you Cainites of Barcelona put on. In fact,if my purpose here were not so singular, I might be inclined to sit and watch the drama unfold. Even the most minor of your petty schemes against one another would make for a fine play indeed. Why, only the other night, I perched upon a roof near the docks, and watched, in rapt facsination, as one such story unfolded before my very eyes.

Enter: the bumbling Vampire French, followed closely by his large, flesh-crafted shield, Gunner.
From the shadows,Enter: a large mob of suspicious Kindred.
(let us skip the dialogue, and move directly into the fight scene, shall we?)
Goon 1 lunges for many armed fiend and is followed closely by goons 2,3,and 4. fiend attempts to dive into the sea to escape his attackers.
Exit:Gunner
meanwhile,the idiot French stands upon the docks dumbfounded whilst he is handily rendered impotent and catapulted into the depths of torpor.
(give pause for wild cheers)
The body of French is then carted off by his assailent for some foul purpose as the curtain falls.
fin.
While not exactly high art, it suits my tastes well enough. I have but one critisism; missing was the climactic
duel, in which our foolishly brave hero must cross swords with his vile Arch-Nemisis. No play can be truly complete without such a scene. So, in order to rectify this most grievous oversight, I wish to address the one who currently holds the body of French. Know that I desire to purchase his Torpid form, that he might be awakened, and made to answer properly for his deeds in a suitably dramatic fashion. know also, that I am willing to pay any price, or perform any task to aquire him. But be warned. wether you wish to deal with me or not is inconsequential. I will have him, and I will take my vengence upon him, and God forgive any who stand in my path.

This play is not yet finished.

The Captain.
The Captain
- Wednesday, November 06, 2002 at 20:58:42 (EST)
I'm afraid I'll be somewhat unavailable for sometime. A friend of a friend of a friend of a friend has made known to me a new marble quarry in Italy. Since such stone is quite valuable and can be had by me for a price well worth the delay I intend to embark and retrieve some. I will return when I return.
For now goodbye Prince, City, and conspiracy.
Mario <Nihilmantid@aol.com>
- Sunday, November 03, 2002 at 11:02:42 (EST)
So I must assume you a murder.
kalish
- Saturday, November 02, 2002 at 20:14:47 (EST)
Cousin Kindred,

I pray you forgive me absence at this forthcoming Conclave. My duties as a priestess call me away from your company and into the wilds, to lay to rest the shades of the unquiet dead. Goddess grant me strength to accomplish my task.
Until my return, I ask you to keep the Prince's peace. Bicker if you must, but obey her words, especially those that concern the treaty with the Wolf-Brethern. We live in dangerous times.

Aahmes (her carrtouche)
Aahmes <desteele@cox.net>
Barcelona, E Espana - Friday, November 01, 2002 at 19:59:05 (EST)
Kalish.You misunderstand my reasons for using this medium. I do not wish to enlist aid or share my story. Wether the kindred of this city "understand" me or not, is no concern of mine. I leave my messages here because it is the only way I can reliably carry my words to the one I seek. As for his crimes, I do not believe there is enough ink in all the world to pen them here.

The Captain.
The Captain
- Friday, November 01, 2002 at 18:38:20 (EST)
You say the coward french has done many things and you wish him to pay. Tell us of the things he will pay for you may win youself some allies or simply someone who understands you. I would assume most of the city currently support french he has not been to much trouble, and we are yet to know why you take your actions. Please tell us be you murderer, beast, enlightened, avenger, destroyer or a simple man doing what he thinks is right.
kalish <0bink0@cox.net>
- Thursday, October 31, 2002 at 12:57:55 (EST)
Korwin.
Your assumption that the name "Captain" is an alias, is misinformed. the name Captain is a title, and one that I bare proudly. Your ignorance offends me. Furthermore, my business in this foul city is my own, presume once more that you may make it yours and I will gladly make you a part of it, much to your sorrow. That business done, I wish to again adress the least of you, that being the coward, French.

Know this. I was witness to your affairs in Marsille', and your further exploits in Toulon. I know what you did, and I mean to make you pay. So go and hide in the deepest hole you can find, and set well your defenses, for soon, I come.

The Captain.
The Captain
- Wednesday, October 30, 2002 at 04:54:10 (EST)
Dearest Captain and X,

Pseudonyms are fun, are they not? Do you fancy yourself puppeteers, sitting behind the stage and making all of the lovely Cainites dance? How utterly droll and incompetently arrogant. Captain, you speak of this city being a damnable place, and, while I agree to a point, it is still not a very polite thing to come out and say. These Cainties try to keep it clean and purge the city of dark things, and it is not their fault if they fail time and time again.

For now they seem to be losing, but tides always end up turning, do they not?

As for X, I find it amusing that you don't even bother coming up with an original or even interesting sounding nickname. Instead, you are X. Ah well, all I can say to you is this:

You do not know me. Do not call me a fool.
Korwin ap Eiluned
- Tuesday, October 29, 2002 at 20:03:42 (EST)
stranger,
I hope the one you send is lisened to such meetings are needed. they may not lisen many are stuborn. I will lisen even if others refuse.
Kalish <0bink0@home.com>
- Tuesday, October 29, 2002 at 12:15:41 (EST)
You ignorant foolsss..... always arguing with yourssselves... It isss no matter, very sssooon I am sssending a liassson, bearing the mark of peace. You will lisssten, or you will be sssuffering the wrath of your ignorance. Till that time, watch out for our common enemiesss.

-X

Ssssstranger <gehanna@is.coming >
- Tuesday, October 29, 2002 at 04:43:43 (EST)
Sir Korwin,
Darius stated "If anyone has a desire to ask the whys and wherefors please do not hesitate to ask." I wish to become elightened on the subject.

Respect is to be earned. I know not of any of their feats, so I grant a grace period before I decide to judge them.

You have yet to cross me or my clan. While all this questioning is definately unprovoked, seeing that I am not aware of any investigation on my political views, you still have yet to cross me.

Primogen of Clan Brujah,
Marco
- Tuesday, October 29, 2002 at 00:18:03 (EST)
((OOC Corrrection to my post:
considerable leeway, not considerable respect...sorry))
Korwin
- Monday, October 28, 2002 at 23:14:43 (EST)
Dearest Brujah Primogen,

I was under the impression that the Brujah Clan was enlightened? Enlightenment should, without a doubt, bring a certain understanding of social mores and graces, and yet you go about demanding apologies from a Knight of the Prince? Knights are to be respected at all times, and are to be given considerable respect. Yet here you demand things of him?

Stranger and stranger, indeed. This city seems to be the home of many interesting folks, especially those that seem to flout in the face of all their Clan stands for. I am intruiged. Disturbed, yes, but nonetheless intruiged.

Oh, Marco, I am sorry in advance, since I am certain you will be demanding an apology of me at some point, and I'd rather be ahead of myself.
Sir Korwin ap Eiluned
- Monday, October 28, 2002 at 23:11:13 (EST)
Darius,
I must say that I am a bit in the dark about what your station's purpose is. Is it to be a dual-seneschal along with Willum? This would explain why your order is named after Robert.

Willum,
I believe that is now TWO apologies you owe me. If you feel uncomfortable around my company, then I dont see how different you will feel around me alone since my company reflects me. I have no quarrel with you, and you offer only mistrust to me.
Marco
- Monday, October 28, 2002 at 01:57:23 (EST)
To the primogen of clan Brujah:

I do not evade you in anyway shape or form. If you wish a ONE on ONE talk that would be just fine. Now, having your possy, or brood,(which ever you call it) there startles me with your true intensions. I don't think having a SIX on ONE conversation is a proper thing, don't you think, especially out in the woods, where no one can see or here us. The only reason I think you do not show your true nature, was because Lady Acrea was there, also with the man at arms, mortal. If I am wrong, well then I apologize, but I do not think I was wrong. Now like my other knight friend said, we do not speak for the city in any way. You wish to speak with someone you can. We do not wish to stop you from doing so. That is your right. Now I bid you good night.
Willum <gangrelmaster@hotmail.com>
- Monday, October 28, 2002 at 00:35:25 (EST)
Dearest Darius,

I apologise for my uncouth demeanor when we met upon my estates grounds. I was under more then a little stress, and I was just attempting to get a duty done. I am a being that does what needs to be done, and I sometimes become somewhat of a monster when that comes about. It is not my true self, however, for we all wear masks, do we not? Some wear the mask of a jester, while others that of a fool. Still some bear the mask of a martyr, or a ruler. What are we beneath the masks, however? Beneath some you simply find another mask, for more then a few individuals are so insecure as to keep their true self hidden away from everyone. I serve several.

My Prince, I also apologise that I was so late in introducing myself to you, but the night was All Hallows Eve, which is a very, very important night to me. I was secreted away in a glade, drinking with the finest. I am here to lend a hand, when needed, Prince Willamena, but I birng tension with me.

I do not bring tension on purpose, but it tends to arise wherever I travel. I do not bring chaos on purpose, but it always rides behind.

A simple warning to those that deserve one.
Sir Korwin ap Eiluned
- Sunday, October 27, 2002 at 16:54:09 (EST)
confuse not meekness with duty. we are not the citys spokespersons and do not desire to be. if you wish a chat with someone please feel free to seek out french he is a good lad to talk to.

Darius
Darius
- Sunday, October 27, 2002 at 02:41:50 (EST)
Answer me this, servant of the Prince.
Why is it that yourself and your companion Willum are so dread to speaking with Myself or any of Clan Brujah? I am met with evasion or meekness when your duty calls for so much more.

Primogen of Clan Brujah~
Marco
- Sunday, October 27, 2002 at 02:12:37 (EST)
My my, havnt we all been bossy, i mean busy. it seems that several people are wondering about Willum and myself becoming knights of the Prince. The Prince herself heard of our desire to help her (not that she needs it) and granted us permission to do this in the late Roberts name. If anyone has a desire to ask the whys and wherefors please do not hesitate to ask. thank you for your understanding such as it is.

Darius
Darius <mdonebellsouth@hotmail.com>
- Saturday, October 26, 2002 at 21:28:23 (EDT)
French.
You are so pathetic. Don't think for a minute that I don't understand what you are trying to do here. Go ahead and surround yourself with your new found "friends", they shall provide precious little protection against the coming storm.
I had thought that you would have been above such cowardly tactics, but I now realize the truth of you. However, I still cannot understand why you seek to ally yourself with such worthless creatures as the ones inhabiting this befouled city. Barcelona has become a cancerous blight that threatens to infect all of the Mediteranian, and the gross ineptitude of the cainites that dwell there is to blame. Given their inability to protect somthing so fundamental as the the space in which the live, I wouldn't rate their ability to protect your ignoble hide.
But by all means, continue with your useless deceptions and desperate schemes, they can only serve to aid my cause.

The captain.
The Captain <WLDNSAVAGE@aol.com>
- Saturday, October 26, 2002 at 12:36:40 (EDT)
*Written in large,expansive script with many loops and dashes of unesecesary extravagance*

To my Esteemed Cainite assosiates,
Upon extensive evaluation of the very small list consisting of the few Kindred that are known well to me in this city, I, French, have decided to Broaden my assosiations within the Cainite community. Therefore, I have decided to offer my services in any capacity towards any who desire them, free of debt or obligation. Should any accept my offer, they will find that I am widely skilled in many areas and am eager to try my hand at many more. It is my wish that I might begin to repay the the hospitality and kindness that I have been shown these past few weeks. Such acceptance is too rare a thing amongst our kind, and it t'would be criminal to let such a kindness go unrewarded. Thus, my resources are at the disposal of all who have need of them. the asking is all that is required

Your new friend,
French
Child to a busy merchant who should have kept a better eye on his reckless boy,
Bane of Baal and all his cowardly Childer,
Slayer of Bulls that lack the sense to walk on all 4 legs, like god intended,
Humble Sailor who wouldn't dream to boast of his supreme skill with a blade or his many, many, many, acomplishments (of which there are many).
French <SocratesJohnson@msn.com>
- Wednesday, October 23, 2002 at 11:35:59 (EDT)
Like sands through the miniscule hole in the center of an hourglass, the seasons pass by without Cainite interest. Like God, a hundred years unto us is like a day. Minutes turn to hours, and hours to nights, and soon a Cainite finds himself passing from the infantlike state of Neonate, into the more respectable Ancillae, and from there to the paranoid and often brooding ways of the Elder.

Our lifespans and states of existance are but acts in a play. The play is one that was banned from the theatre, no doubt, for it is often a violent, sensual feast for the eyes. The play of a Cainites life is never one for the weak hearted.

I find this city fascinating, as the actors in this play are numerous, and their plots are intricate. Who is the writer of this play though, I ask? In every city the answer is different, and I hope to discover that at some point.

I do so love riddles.
Sir Korwin ap Balor
- Sunday, October 20, 2002 at 16:15:13 (EDT)
*several messengers are dispatched to all the kindreds respective homes or havens to deliver a message and quickly depart. Upon the crisp paper is the flawless writing of a well tutored scribesaman*

All Bretheren of Barcelona are cordially invited this eve to the masked party of Baroness Acrea, there shall be entertainment for all.
Baroness Acrea
Barcelona, Spain - Saturday, October 19, 2002 at 16:36:07 (EDT)
I am lucky enough to have a translator write these words upon the page this time. I have arrived in Barcelona, and already these written words make me heave a sigh.

Willum, you dare presume to tell another Gangrel what he must discuss or do? Indeed, we will speak come next gather.

To the Prince of this city,
I must have words with you, for there are some matters I would wish to bring to your attention.

In service to Odin and Ennoia,
Dail Uriksson
- Friday, October 18, 2002 at 01:26:09 (EDT)
To the Brujah; De luz:
Forgive my manners, I don't beleive we have met. Then again, from all the ranting you do, I do believe it would be wise for us not to meet. You say you have left for the better ment of the prince? I bit my thumb at you. Our most honorable prince would take you down within seconds. Also you will do well to leave the others alone. IF I ever see you threatning another in the city, you will find my claws at your throat. Of coarse with the prince's permission. I do not go against her will. So before you decide to carry on your ranting, you may wish to rethink it. NOW leave us be or you will have an enemy waiting for you when you get back, from your leave or I will show you pain like no other has, your choice.

Forever yours,
~Willium Monte~
Willum Monte <Gangrelmaster@hotmail.com>
- Thursday, October 17, 2002 at 14:49:27 (EDT)
To the gangrel of the city:

I wish to speak to all who is of gangrel. You know where to meet. If not I will speak to you in person.WE have a wide variety of things we need to disscus, concerning to what we are and of hopes we are going to do in the future for the fare city.

Forever yours,
~Willium Monte~
Willum Monte <Gangrelmaster@hotmail.com>
- Wednesday, October 16, 2002 at 14:46:09 (EDT)
This letter is brought by a messenger, and placed beside the Crossroads, weighted down with an intricatly forged ring. It is done with incredible skill, showing images of wolves and elk chasing eachother around the outer surface. The writing is somewhat messy, and there are various misspellings, as if the writer did not fully understand Spanish.

"Sitisens of Barsalona,

I come with the tide, and bring my wayz with me. I have herd much of this sity, even in Ice Land where I am from. I here of battlez with Balle, and this I do not care ov. My Clan warned Caneites of them long ago, but nobody lissened, like when we warned the Bruha about Carthage. We are just animals they say. That is your war, we have two many as it is.

The Snakes, however, I will kil. If they awaken the Midgard Serpent, the world wil fal apart. They must be stoped. This leter wil arive erly, but my bote wil land soon.

Praze to Odin.

Dail Uriksson
Child of Jurdenberj
Servent of Odin and Enoya
Dail Uriksson
- Tuesday, October 15, 2002 at 03:03:12 (EDT)
Ah the ever brooding Nathaniel, so nice that you haven't forgotten me after all this time, I was really starting to worry. Worry that you finally got the point of what I was saying, that you have no right to claim hold of such a city as this. Oh and by the way, I am not a neonate, I am older and wiser than such. I'm too busy to keep the dance we had now, I have more pressing matters to which I must attend and far outweigh such petty things.

Dear city of Barcelona, we have been through much and seen a lot more. Our strength increases each fortnight and our enemies tremble further and further from our vicinity. We have rooted out not only Baali, but Setites and any other who would threaten us. Let us rejoice in this fact and celebrate, for who knows how long we will have before the next enemy comes along.
Pierre LeFante
- Tuesday, October 15, 2002 at 02:11:19 (EDT)
To the Cainites of this fair city,
I arrived at the tail end of last evens gather, and the majority of the population seemed to be out and about, doing battle with the Baali. I am impressed with the straightforward and grueling battle this city has put to the Baali thusfar, and I only hope that hope and spirit does not wane. In the darkness that is this Long Night, despair has gnawed away at far too many cities, and at the hearts of more then a frightening amount of Cainites.

The city is finding itself to be a very nice and hospitable place for my family to set up business, and I appreciate the hospitality of the city that was extended towards this simple merchant-scholar late last evening. I will be sure to return the politeness in kind.

On a more somber note, I have heard word of Setites within this city. To the Followers of that jealous and violent fool...

Inufa tefa lutet.
(To those who read Egyptian: Anubis will devour you.)

For those who fight the battle against corruption each night, my the Ferryman guide your souls towards the proper place. I look forward to meeting you all.

Fah lach Inufa, (Egyptian: I am with Anubis)

Julius Giovanni, simple merchant-scholar of Clan Cappadocian
- Monday, October 07, 2002 at 03:20:21 (EDT)
The Laws of the Kindred Conclave of Barcelona have been posted, directly above the Crossroads of Elysium.
It would be wise for everyone of the Conclave to go and read them.
Leave comments and arguments to yourself, off the Crossroads. The time for discussion of the Laws, if any, is at the next conclave meeting.
Maintain the Masquerade.
Good Hunting.

Prince Williameena of the Kindred Conclave of Barcelona
Williameena
Barcelona, Spain - Monday, September 30, 2002 at 19:19:27 (EDT)
So that would make you of clan Tzimisce. I hold your clan in high regard, dispite your outlook on my clan. Your clan has, over time, become more like the gangrel. Animalistic, feral, and quite...unhuman. I don't know what this is due to. I am willing to bet a Pup like yourself thinks this is how it always was for your clan. I would bet you only know what your sire and maybe his have told you. As you stated, you heard that our clan is a shadow of its former self, but what you don't understand, is that I am one of what is left of the image. Though I do not know what tricks you hold Tzimice, can count on the power of my blood, and the power granted me by my Sire. I don't understand why you people insist on "raving" about what I have my messenger write here. None had been offencive, but you people insist on commenting...remember I had to retort to you? If you want to say I started it, that is fine...but just understand I am being as civil as possible about these, my sire wishes me to controle my anger more, and I am doing my best. Good Eve.

P.S. I suppose I should add my liniage for you...ughh...
Lord Nathanial De Luz son of Lady Elena daughter to King Er'rol son of King Krohn son of Karol son of Tol'chuk son of our Founders Destroyer
- Friday, September 27, 2002 at 23:55:34 (EDT)
Your ignorant ranting had been spoken of several times at the Elysium, so it only took simple understanding to piece it all together. You ask who I am?

Count Jonathon Reed, of the Reed Merchant Family, childe of High Lord Gunnar Dietrich, childe of Ulker Bratovich, childe of Mariel Bouver, Voivoide of Bouver Castle, childe of the Scourge of the Seventh Layer, childe of Kessel Szantovich, childe of the High Priest of the Cathedral of Flesh, childe of The Eldest, childe of Enoch, the Maker of Kings, childe of Our Dark Father.

I am Tzimisce, and you dare mock me? Clan Brujah is nothing of what it was in the days my Grandsire spoke of. Flickering shadowimages of what they once were.

You demand the respect of a wailing infant. Not because of your Clan, but because of your idiocies. Come to Barcelona, Brujah, and even if this city needs a new Prince at some point, I challenge you to try and take it.

This city is one of peace now, and still you rant. I only rave in response. Hold your tongue, fool, you're too young to know what horrible things I can do to you.

In Service to Prince and Sire,
Count Jonathon Reed, Right Hand and Envoy of High Lord Gunnar Dietrich, and Lord of Fire and Ice
- Friday, September 27, 2002 at 17:11:34 (EDT)
Let me Start by adding..."WHO THE F#$%^K ARE YOU" I see my clan must shine through in my writing. Since I have no idea who you are...I said your Princess was doing a good job...DONT F$%^&G complain! As for your Pierre, he was trying to soil my name, somthing that means more to me than some neonates life. So if you don't mind...I am a Brujah, you must not understand that thought we are hot headed, quick to act,(sometimes even foolishly) We in no way shape or form can be ridiculed. We are a clan focused on study and learning. My chosen study is leadership. I am obviously lacking there. I have admitted it, and I have left to study with my Sire. If you persist in pestering me, I may have a change of heart. Just understand I love Barcelona, I study its history, and that I above all else only want whats best for it. Again that is why I left, I felt I could not have done the job the Prince now does, I haddent the time, nor the understanding. I left Pierre intact because I would rather not bloody my hands, nor would I ask it of someone else. You commited no Cainite crime, and now that I have been gone I can see that without blood clouding my eyesite.
De Luz
- Wednesday, September 25, 2002 at 09:47:25 (EDT)
Dearest Brujah,
You dare be so hot-blooded to the noble Cainite occupants of this city? Prince Willamena, is, as you say, a noble Prince. Times now are better in this city then they have been in ages thanks to her. Look to this chaotic cities history to see that. Why must you stir up trouble with your rantings and idiocies? In the name of all that is intelligent, Brujah, please silence yourself.

And if you threaten my charge, Pierre, again, even My Lord will not be able to save you from the blade of my axe, or from my grasping, clawing tentacles. I believe a hot-headed ignoramous such as yourself would make a fine supplement to my currently rather boring sitting room.

In Unquestioning Service to The Prince and His Lord,
Count Jonathon Bree, Right Hand and Envoy of High Lord Gunnar Dietrich
- Monday, September 23, 2002 at 13:34:49 (EDT)
Excuse me maddam? Are you kidding me? I left because I didn't feel ready to strip Barcelona of her Prince. She was not fair, just, unkind, or level headed. I decided on some base level that I liked her. Though, I know I challenged her to her face in front of you Lady. So if you would refrain from taunting me further it would be appreciated. I have not forgotten you Pierre, I will come for a visit soon to see how everyone is doing. If all is well I will leave again peacably. If not, may god help your souls...
De Luz <SaveETandALF@aol.com>
- Monday, September 23, 2002 at 06:23:29 (EDT)
Aahmes,
If you have want of aid or companionship i will accompany you on your travels outside the city for the traitor Ignacio, you have but to call to me and i shall be there. As for Nathaniel De Luz, It is not YOUR city. We all abide in Barcelona by the Princes laws. It is HER city, unless you plan to challenge her in an arena for the priceship, but of course that would not be your desire i am sure your penmanship was marred in your emphasis on whose city this was and this is all some terrible mistake. THE city shall be safe upon your eventual return from Italia, as it always is unless the fire lovers have decided to return to OUR fair city. Bid the Toreador Primogen my greetings while you reside in Italia, i am sure he may aide you in anything you may wish to aquire there.
Baroness Acrea
Barcelona, Spain - Saturday, August 31, 2002 at 17:03:06 (EDT)
Cousin Kindred,

Since there is nearly a fortnight before our next Conclave on the 7th day of September, I am taking a brief time to search outside the city for the traitorous Ignacio. If I find him, I will cry the Blood Hunt. Until I return, I bid you keep peace and do not trouble the Prince. She is not in the most generous of moods right now.

Until next we meet,may Isis and Osiris guard you all.
Aahmes (her cartouche)
Aahmes <desteele@cox.net>
Barcelona, Espana - Wednesday, August 28, 2002 at 20:50:21 (EDT)
...I leave the city, in a blink of an eye, what have you done? Robert being the only of you sane enough to carry on a conversation was killed? Well...at least it seams to have motivated your Elder, Jamal...please, I will beg you keep MY city safe till my return. To all of you, the same. Please, heed your eldests words, do not bicker and squabble over scraps. Rise up. For your sakes, and for crying out loud...MY CITYS! If i come home to rubble I will be quite angry.
Nathaniel De Luz
Italia - Wednesday, August 28, 2002 at 07:59:52 (EDT)
Cainites of Barcelona,
The death of Seneschal Robert comes at a very unfortunate time. He was a stout opponent of the forces that threaten use, either they be the conniving and unholy or blindingly holy. Loyalty like his may not be rare, but his spirit was.

These other petty squabbles must end before drastic mistakes are made. Upon our next Elysium Gathering, let the grievances be heard. This is not a plee, no, dont confuse my advice for such.
J&D
- Thursday, August 22, 2002 at 02:30:35 (EDT)
Hatred between Ravnos and Gangrel? Fighting? Well traditionaly this is true, though in this town there has been no such outbursts for years. While its true, gangrel tend to ....disapear, theres never been any direct linkage that it was the Ravnos that caused it. Though most would be quick to add there verbal suport, and do what they might to encourage a gangel to move along. Hatred... a strong word. I can understand why one might think Ravnos as a general rule hate Gangrel. After all, the pleasantness of the night air does tend to foul, when a gangrel is in close proximity. And the Gangrel do tend to poache our food suply, not to mention our ~kin~. However, i would like to stress that most Ravnos, simply don't care enough about the Gangrel to hate them.
As far as our heards go. The matter is quite simple, leaving no real need for our two groups to get together for it. Don't poache, no problems. The Rroma are off limits to the Gangrel, stick to feeding from birds and the occasional bear and you'll be fine.
As to the matter of Cain, or Keon, or whatever you wish to call him and the suposed argument about who came first... its a mute point. as one, it doesn't matter. and two, its untrue. A asure you, the Ravnos didn't come from Keon. We are not, and have never been part of that liniage. intrestingly enough... there are texts that indicate, niether did the gangel. As intrested in speaking of theology as i might be, this isn't the place for it so i'll keep anything more to myself.
Phoenix de Pyrelight, Ravnos kumpania Baro, Urmen familia, Harpie <Jasphoenix@hotmail.com>
Barcelona, - Wednesday, August 21, 2002 at 14:40:40 (EDT)
Children of Cain and the many Bloodlines of the city of Barcelona,

I wish to put my effort in fixing a long staning hatered between two groups in our city. The Ravnos and the Gangrel. I am tired if the fighting between our two Clans, it bores me to the point of pain. I have been in the city for some time, and I have been other places as well in that time. Which is why not many of you know who I am. If you are willing to work with my Clan togather to better our place of rest and feeding grounds, I will work to mkae peace between us.

Our blood is born of the same child of cain, it dose not matter who came first. Each blessed with powers to help, togather we can become a unstoppable force and even perhaps last past the waking of Cain himself.
Kerilar
- Thursday, August 15, 2002 at 20:14:12 (EDT)
I regret that I was not able to personally attend last gather. Though, my faithful hand has reported to me the goings on.

His words on the state of this city carry with them a wisdom usually not found in the younger breed. With the devils beneath you, it is only a matter of time before they manage to infest the city above with the foul rot of the city below. To this end I have devised a grand scheme which will force the devils and serpents alike to turn upon one another, accomplishing our task for us. I will not speak in detail on these forums, but I will present my plan to the Eldest of this city come next gather.

High Lord Gunnar Danislov <cable83@pacbell.net>
- Tuesday, August 13, 2002 at 22:21:09 (EDT)
OOC: Ah, crud. The name is Jonathan Reed, not Bradley. Sorry!
Jonathan Reed
- Tuesday, August 13, 2002 at 16:42:13 (EDT)
This city somewhat disturbs me. My Lord and I have been watching the goings-on for the past 30 years, and nothing has changed. While the city crumbles from beneath you due to the hands of Devil-worshippers and Snakes, you bicker. You work together only in the most dire of circumstances, and even then, those who survive return to your safe-ground to argue. Why? Are your nights truly so devoid of purpose?

In my mortal life I had little purpose. I went where my superior directed me. Bearing the red cross of the Templar, I waged war upon the Holy Land. I walked upon the soil of Jerusalem, and I saw my friends die beside me. It changed me. It made me realise that, while God does exist, he does not care for us. God is in his Heaven, and he no longer knows you exist. All we have is eachother.

If we do nothing but backstab and and betray, then we do not even have that. Loyalty is the backbone of friendship, and friendship allows one to survive this Long Night with a stable mind. If a Cainite's mind begins to slip, then he finds himself falling into Wightdom. Personally, I would rather die then allow my Beast control. While God has abandoned us, Lucifer still seeks to obtain our Souls, and drag us screaming into Hell. He can try all he wants, but I will go down with my blade swinging.

Try your worst, O Prince of Lies, but I will not allow this city to fall to deceit. It deserves so much better. Why can the other Cainites not see this?

Please, open your eyes before you awaken to find Legion at your doorstep.

In loyal and unquestioning service,
Bradley Reed, Envoy and Right Hand to Lord Gunnar Danislav
- Tuesday, August 13, 2002 at 16:41:33 (EDT)
there once was a blind man, and once a man that saw all.
the blind man learned to walk with a staff.
the man could walk just fine.
the blind man learned to dress himself.
the man could dress herself just fine.
the blind man learned to live with his faults.
the man didnt know hers.

and so kindred i ask you this will you see in yourself the faults? i know some who do and some who will not. but there are some to afraid to look. i wonder.....
Angel
- Friday, August 09, 2002 at 05:43:41 (EDT)
Cainites of Barcelona,
A threat and higher menace resides below. The words and actions of those who fought were noble but still misguided. A true resolution yet hovers out of reach. Many still wander our city thinking themselves knowledged or cunning to the petty matters that they entertain themselves with. I will not stand for any bickering to get in the way of finally cleansing the Ba'ali that dwell. The time for games has ended.
J&D
- Monday, August 05, 2002 at 05:09:17 (EDT)
I, Aahmes of the Laibon, primogen of the Bloodline in Barcelona, offer a reward for true information leading to the Blooshunt and Final Death of Ignacio Cartoya, late of Barcelona.

Understand me well, cousins - the Hunt is mine, not thine. No reward shall be granted for those who meddle in the business of the Laibon.
Until Conclave this next evening, I am the sword in the hands of the Goddess.

Aahmes (her cartouche)
Aahmes <desteele@cox.net>
Barcelona, Espana - Friday, August 02, 2002 at 20:41:30 (EDT)
...I was born to lead. My Sire is perhaps wrong...perhaps I am not ready for this citys princeship. Therefore I shall leave. This next conclave is my last. I regretfully agree with thee...as J&D put it...mewing cripples...I will miss most of you and do plan on a return when I feel more well versed in leadership. I am telling once more, if you stop a order by MY Prince...I WILL stop you. Afterword I WILL make you stand judgement. If her judgement had found him not guilty that is fine, and if he was helping her in his own way by hurting the person the Prince wished to save...then so be it...why not tell me? Why not confront me with words? Why FLEE elysium? Oh...and MR. I see all...he attempted to hurt me when I tryed to keep him on elysium, not when I tryed to give the setite to the Prince...And why cant you tell us what happened to your friend? I hope you can enlighten us at this next elysium...I really am doubting in your powers.
Nathanial De Luz <SaveETandALF@aol.com>
Barcelona, Spain - Wednesday, July 31, 2002 at 05:50:27 (EDT)
Slander is the writing of things
Of people that aren't true
Something I have yet to ever do
To anyone especially you
You speak of clan Brujah as passionate,
Yourself as passionate, but where is your passion?
Lost in the wind as are your words.
I have done nothing to provoke or harm you Nathaniel
I have only spoke the truth of what I saw
I recall the stake from your hand
Go into the chest of Damek before he attempted
To touch you, for that "Tremere trick" you speak of
You struck a respected member of the city
That only caught the setite to keep away from the fire
Tell me again why you struck him?
Obeying the Prince's command that was never given?
Your words have little basis
You acted on an assumption on your part
It would seem and your "passion"
Got the best of you, but you say
You are worthy of being Prince
Every word that leaves you doesn't help your case
Anyway at all. Why do you threaten me Nathaniel?
Does the writer of poetry who can't speak scare
Your Brujah self that much?
And you want Princedom while being scared
Of a Toreador?
You speak of that I am to blame for
Breaking Elysium and that my words are moving
I'm glad to hear my words touched you
At least someone listens to them
If I'm lying when I write, then why are you so offended?
I mean if they are lies, they
Won't be listened to, correct?
Nor should you be worked up over them,
Unless there is truth in them that you know.
Then that leaves little point to your claims now does it?
I don't even need to write anything
And you show your incapacity to understand
You say everything yourself, and you're just
Getting "passionate" because someone is actually listening
Nathaniel of light as you like to call yourself.
My words are that of what I see
And those of which need to be released.
Now, I must leave it here,
I have more pressing matters than should reach your ear.
Pierre LeFante
- Saturday, July 27, 2002 at 12:54:22 (EDT)
...I have taken several long hours slowly cooling off after reading Pierre's last post...I am still angry, but feel that this is as good a state as I shall come to when speaking on this subject. I have never, and will never, break MY PRINCE'S COMMAND! I wish to become Prince openly, and I follow her laws in both letter and spirit. I did what you and all other kindred should have done! I told someone who was impeeding a command by the prince, for what ever reason good or bad intended, to wait for her return on elysium. Damek said I didn't know who I was dealing with, a threat on his part, and then attempting to touch me, obviously a tremere trick, I lopped off his hand. That is when "The Blue" wisked him away. Later I find he is no longer; I stayed on elysium for judgement. I explained myself several times and only left when was forced to by my carraige...Pierre, I am a Brujah. Do you understand that we are passionate through blood? Do you understand that I feel in every fiber of my being that I have to explain myself in order to save what face your slander has taken from those that believe in me? I say to you also, do not cast the first stone lest you be judged! The use of disciplines on other Cainites is breaking elysium...which means YOU BROKE ELYSIUM! So stand ready for our punishment this next week. At least I "broke elysium" to deliver another to judgement by the Prince and to save the life of someone the Prince did not wish dead. YOU BROKE ELYSIUM to taunt me into harming you and having the Prince angry at me...Do not poke a sleeping tiger, for I will devour you...
Nathaniel De Luz <SaveETandALF@aol.com>
Barcelona, Spain - Saturday, July 27, 2002 at 04:04:22 (EDT)
By what do you speak my openly opposed Nathaniel,
Breaker of the sacred Elysium?
Do you find my words disturbing for you know they are true?
I mean you are fortunate to be alive
With your open revolt against the Prince
With my eyes I have seen powerful Kindred fall
Because of their claim to rebel.
Your passion and ideals are both exceed
Your capacity for logic and rationale
You act before you think,
Your words lost in the wind.
From what I have seen, you are nothing
More than a joke even to your own clan
And that joke has lost its meaning.
My words will not be wasted on such a thing anymore
For it is my personal right to speak with whom i choose.
My voice, to which I have never been granted,
Far exceeds the ears of such people
I must now work to reclaim my standing,
Though it is small and insecure right now.
Until then, watch for the daggers
In the darkness, that wait for an open back.
Pierre LeFante
- Wednesday, July 24, 2002 at 12:14:21 (EDT)
...I am at the end of my rope with your insolence, Pierre. First off I do not in any, way, shape or form need to explain myself to you. Though out of the kindness of my heart, though against my will, spoke to you about what I did in what was in my opinion was what the Prince would have wanted me to do. Furthermore I do not appreciate you using YOUR DISCIPLINES on me while on elysium! If it happens again I will hold you on elysium until the Prince deals with you! While on the subject I would like to know why "The Blue" stoped me from my civic duty of keeping Damek apon elysium until the Prince returned? He specifically delayed the Prince's command. I then told him to stay on elesium to bear judgement...and if I understand Lord Eric correctly, you took advantage of the harm I caused to Damek? Now that he is no longer, was that your doing? Lastly...Thadius...Do not speak to me like I am a child, or you will once again see the light of day.
Nathanial De Luz <SaveETandALF@aol.com>
Barcelona, Spain - Wednesday, July 24, 2002 at 06:29:28 (EDT)
Ignorance must be bliss, I wonder what it's like.

Your Tremere Local 031 Representative
Lord Eric Johannes Valistyn
Barcelona, Spain - Tuesday, July 23, 2002 at 22:37:18 (EDT)
Mewling Cripples ... Big Bad Wizard...

Oh yes, I'm looking forward to next Elysium Gathering.
J&D
- Tuesday, July 23, 2002 at 04:20:49 (EDT)
Ah, the boistrous Tremere apologizes for his faults
Though he forgot to mention them all
Because word gets around that the treaty of the Garou
Has long since ended with the chantry's fall.
It is not so easily forgotten to those who
Can open their eyes. I cannot speak,
But I have found ways to rememdy that
So I am far from weak.
Apathy and treachery is what I see in this city,
We are still alive in some respect
And your hearts can't even measure up
To that of an insect.
An attack was made, a breach of our sacred
Elysium, nothing was done to the attacker
By those of the victum's clan or otherwise
Blades hidden in darkness all 'round
Whose backs they strike, only the light can see
Cowards all hiding in the darkness
Because they can't handle what the light reveals.
Lord Eric speaks as though he can do
Anything he wants, as though he were Prince
But surely, if he were,
I'm sure we would all wince.
From what I have seen in my short stay
Damek was more than beneficial to this very city
And if Eric speaks true, Damek is no longer
With us and will be missed definately.
This is not an end, I know
This is only a beginning
Pierre LeFante
- Tuesday, July 23, 2002 at 03:28:11 (EDT)
Prince Willameena and esteemed members of her court,
I am the sole representative of clan Tremere within Barcelona, any issues or concerns dealing with my clanmates or the clan as a whole shall be brought to my attention, so I am may deal with them in a more prudent manner than my predecessor. At this point in time I would like to address the matter of Tremere holdings within barcelona, both clan and personal. The property and all possessions congruent to said property, held by Tremere of Barcelona, past and present are now the property of clan Tremere. I am not taking these holdings personally but rather dedicating them to clan use to be distributed and utilized in a manner befitting the Regent's discretion. Also I would like to take this opportunity to commend the Prince on her triumph over this Holy Inquisition, It matters not to me how it was done or how long it lasts, just that it was done. All of us had to make adjustments to the order of business and personal pursuits, however I may suggest one thing, that we continue on in this fashion, as to avoid any further complications, whether it be the Inquisition or a circumstance not yet revealed. On a more personal note I would like to address the recent lack of restraint on my part concerning both Thaddius and Fontain. My actions were childish, however I must make this known, that my temper was definitely shortened due to the destruction and vandalization of my estate. However this matter has been resolved and I would like to apologize for my recent actions, although inexcusable, I do believe reparations can be made to the parties involved. And as a final note, concerning that of the city as a whole. I would like to raise the concern of the residents of Barcelona pertaining to the minions of Sutekh. Although we have had our trouble with them and their ilk, I would suggest that we fortify our city against both the Baali and Setite threat. This concerns Sabadell and their residence in that city, and their proximity to Barcelona. To prevent an invasion of sorts we must fortify within our own walls, perhaps a better alignment with the wolf-kind, more than just a truce, but a full fledged alliance, and a temporary one at that. Until this threat has been resolved or at least subdued. Thank you for your gracious ear.

Lord Eric Valistyn
Clan Tremere
Lord Eric Johannes Valistyn
Barcelona, Spain - Monday, July 22, 2002 at 18:09:42 (EDT)
Cousins, cousins, why are you bickering?
Eric, do you wish too combat Fontain? Then ask the Prince for arena rights. This sniping is beneath you. On the other hand, Fontain, if Eric's words offend you, you have the same right to bespeak our Prince.
I hope that when we mmet on the morrow, it will be in better humors.

Aahmes (her cartouche)
Aahmes <desteele@cox.net>
Barcelona, Espana - Friday, July 19, 2002 at 22:10:53 (EDT)
A neglected dog goes feral and kills sheep, a dog at a rubbish heap thinks himself king, a noble's dog are the best dogs out there, unless they loose their patrons.Rats steal the food of every dog.
Mario <Nihilmantid@aol.com>
- Wednesday, July 17, 2002 at 17:05:53 (EDT)
I originally said this about the Prince of Sabadell, and I hope that gives you insight on what you are saying.

"Maybe he is like one of those pups that will yap, yap, yap.. get taught a lesson about yapping. Then as quickly as it can think of a new way to yap.. will begin all new. I dont really care much for those pups."

J&D
- Monday, July 15, 2002 at 18:49:09 (EDT)
Bark, bark, bark, are you going to bite me now, Eric?
Reade
- Monday, July 15, 2002 at 05:26:50 (EDT)
When a dog barks, everyone can hear it. When a dog bites only one feels it. Tell me, Thadius, are you going to bark or are you going to bite. You have such a loud bark, but where are your teeth? Were you holed up in the same abyssmal sewer as Fontaine? Holding hands and reading each other poems inspired by the darkness that lay in both of your hearts, come to think of it, I have one of Fontaine's poems, here is a sample. "Bad Tremere, you taunt. Good Fonatine, I haunt. I live in a rat's nest. You put me to the test. This sewer stinks, the tremere think. Outwitted every time. Tzimisce can't rhyme." I think the Toreador may not be the artist. Thadius and Fontaine, learn this, I have been in this city for quite a while, while you are both newborns in this decayed world, there is a reason I have been around for so long. I bite, while others bark.
Lord Eric Johannes Valistyn
Pomplona, Spain - Wednesday, July 10, 2002 at 16:47:18 (EDT)
I do would like to discuss this and see the ones touched by the comet light. Till the eve.
Baroness Acrea <rogue_78@hotmail.com>
Barcelona, Spain - Saturday, July 06, 2002 at 14:53:15 (EDT)
Cousin Kerilar,

In truth you missed a night most magical and strange. I would hope to speak with those who were touched by the comet-light at our next Conclave, this 6th day of July (why is the month named after a woman? Is she a goddess?), a little more than a week hence.
I look forward to your company as well.

Aahmes (her cartouche)
Aahmes <desteele@cox.net>
- Wednesday, June 26, 2002 at 00:30:26 (EDT)
Kin,
Seems I have missed another odd event. I for one belive that the controling of the beast is contained in the walls of your own blood and waking thought. Yet I do like watching others try to find another route. I wish, and hope, to speak with you all when I return.

Kerilar
Kerilar
- Monday, June 17, 2002 at 02:57:21 (EDT)
Such a heroic endeavor!
Something never seen in Barcelona before!
A combined force of epic such an epic nature!
Behold..

The Mewling Cripples of Barcelona fending off the Big Bad Wizard!

J&D
- Friday, June 14, 2002 at 01:52:20 (EDT)
Are we all now subject to your whims Lord Eric? Is our continued existence based on what you think our places in society should be? I apologize... for it seems that I have made a grievous error in etiquette... I was not present, (or not invited), to your coronation ceremony, my Prince.

He is always watching,
Thadius <blackiceserpent@yahoo.com>
Barcelona, Spain - Thursday, June 13, 2002 at 17:09:34 (EDT)
Aahmes

Do you think maybe the deformed and retarded fontain could defend himself. Part of surviving in this society is learning your place, and when you don't realize where you stand with the other members of your kind, you are likely to orealize you are no longer standing. Heed my words well, Fontaine, for if you feel the need to again speak without thought, you will find your abiill find your ability to do so severely hindered. Fontaine once too often your tongue has found it's way into places it does not belong, continue in this fashion and find it impossible to do so. Let me put this into terms your mongoloid brain will comprehend; shut mouth and live.
Lord Eric Johannes Valistyn
- Thursday, June 13, 2002 at 05:39:58 (EDT)
survive live enjoy kill what I dont like save what I do someday to make more
fontain <0bink0@cox.net>
- Saturday, June 08, 2002 at 14:17:34 (EDT)
Cousin Kindred,

I do not honestly think we have seen all the long-term results of the great machine. While some suffered pain or even injury, or naught at all, others of us felt suffused with warmth. One with the soul-sight described us as bathed in "golden auras" thereafter. DO I feel changed? I am not sure. I know that I feel more at one with my Beast and I feel well. Time will tell. Not all trees bear fruit in the first yearr, Cousin Tremere - or are you so removed for such mortal matters that you know naught but your books and spells?
I look forward to whatever changes may come.

aahmes (her cartouche)
Aahmes <desteele@cox.net>
Barcelona, Espana - Friday, June 07, 2002 at 20:40:55 (EDT)
Fontain,
Obviously lacking in some social function, what is your purpose? What exactly is it that you do? You apparently need to just hole yourself up in whatever abyssmal sewer you call a home, and think clearly before you try engaging in any contact with society.
Lord Eric Johannes Valistyn
- Friday, June 07, 2002 at 15:47:38 (EDT)
lies.
fontain <0bink0@cox.net>
- Friday, June 07, 2002 at 11:27:07 (EDT)
It's probably for the best....How-ever you missed Tempest. He came back to check on people, and then left again, he's still looking for more of his coterie. We made the Machine, it was...odd. and lots of other stuff happened too. hope you're well.
Aiobh
aiobh
barcelona, spain - Thursday, June 06, 2002 at 19:03:48 (EDT)
Glad you live, scary...stayed away.
fontain <0bink0@home.com>
- Tuesday, June 04, 2002 at 21:53:52 (EDT)
So much work and activity over the machine, and for what? Nothing but a show of lights and to the majority of the people present some pain. Those present who were not pierced by the gazing light "felt light". Well hurray.
J&D
- Tuesday, June 04, 2002 at 15:05:39 (EDT)
Two Questions, First, What is a TV? Second, What is America? In all of my studies I have never heard of such things.

Lord Eric Johannes Valistyn
Circle on a circle in a circle surrounding a circle enclosing a circle wrapped in a circle confining a circle contained within a pyramid.
Lord Eric Johannes Valistyn <Lord_Eric_Valistyn@hotmail.com>
Fresdeleso, Spain - Sunday, June 02, 2002 at 08:05:36 (EDT)
Two Questions, First, What is a TV? Second, What is America? In all of my studies I have never heard of such things.

Lord Eric Johannes Valistyn
Circle on a circle in a circle surrounding a circle enclosing a circle wrapped in a circle confining a circle contained within a pyramid.
Lord Eric Johannes Valistyn <Lord_Eric_Valistyn@hotmail.com>
Fresdeleso, Spain - Sunday, June 02, 2002 at 08:05:24 (EDT)
Good Cousins of the Conclave,

Tomorrow eve is our next gathering, and I would hear of progress on the great machine from those good folk who have chosen to help.
My brethern in bloodline were greatly displeased to see the Eye of Horus sunk in these waters, and suspect either agents of the Corruptor, minions of the demon-spawn, or even those priests who serve the White Christ. I caution you, walk softly around those of my blood this Conclave. We are seeking our enemy, and he shall fall to our wrath.

Aahmes (her cartouche)
Aahmes <desteele@cox.net>
Barcelona, Espana - Friday, May 31, 2002 at 21:41:23 (EDT)
(this message was delivered by a male child of 13 years)
Those with something to hide, are the most reluctant to prove otherwise. Strange activities are often hidden by the most normal of citizens. The bishop who prefers the company of young boys, the gruff blacksmith who prefers ladies undergarments, and the matron mother of a nunnery under the grace of the almighty lord harboring demon worshippers and diabolic ritualia. Is this an accusation? It very well could be to the guilty, however if there truly be no ill concieved activities prove yourself. The Baali still prove to be troublesome and and should be treated with caution and their threats are not to be taken lightly. However lucid they may appear under the veil of the holy intrusion, the constant threat from Sabadel and the various other threats internal and external. Your warning was given, what you do with it is up to you.

A Concerned Citizen
Barcelona, Spain - Wednesday, May 22, 2002 at 06:22:19 (EDT)
As promised, transgressions against my person and possessions are being dealt with. Should you busybody yourself in this matter then I will let you know that all events have occured far beyond the limits and territorial limits of this fair city.

The city watches on as yet another misguided Tzimisce is expelled from us. This is undisputedly the Prince's Right as we know this was done with best of judgement in the situation. Something peculiar I noticed as a trend is the publicity of these Investigations and Trials.

As for would-be's and imposters, well let us all remember that actions speak louder than words. And hope that they can do better at the first than the latter.
Lord Eric Johannes Valistyn <>
Puerto Jalistas, Spain - Wednesday, May 01, 2002 at 04:10:17 (EDT)
I believe I have been wrongly disrespected. Are my opinions and views truly laughable? Do you believe I am not worthy of your ears?

Cainites I wounder about the recent events that have transpired, I believe that perhaps the most valuable result of all education is the ability to make yourself do the thing you have to do, when it ought to be done, whether you like it or not. Though I do believe the Tzmisce was HORRIDLY wrong in his way of thinking and the acts of viel disreguard for humanitys more frail nature, I believe we are to live as we wish within Cains laws. As far as I can see, in every way shape and/or form he broke none of those laws.
To the poor Lasombra Female, "It is not good to have zeal without knowlage, nor be hasty and miss the way..." Ignorance is the most dangerous when it's coupled with enthusiasm and courage. Maddam, you claim you did not know he was crying, in your short-sightedness you could only think about the children and the monsters he had made them. Maddam you fail to see they were his property, they had his blood and are therefore a extention of him. To all, from now forth bring all matters of question to the prince or one of your respected elders, that is what they are for, fountains of knowlage at your feet yet you tread softly...please consider my words, or scoff and be made the fool.
Nathanial De Luz
Barcelona, Spain - Tuesday, April 30, 2002 at 21:10:24 (EDT)
one who died is one that met other gatherings? wich I do not know?

Fontaine <0bink0@cox.net>
- Tuesday, April 30, 2002 at 11:01:22 (EDT)
This last gathering appears to have been an amazing one, from what I hear tell. Some Devil Worshipping Fiend was cast out of this beautiful, God fearing community, and thanks to the Prince. What would this city be like without her, I wonder?

Allow me to properly introducemyself to those I have not yet met. I am Bishop Julio Espinosa, and I have come to this city on a sort of holy quest. I am here to aid in the saving of the local Cainite populace from the Holy See, as well as several other minor objectives.

I look forward to our next gathering, with growing anticipation.

Protector of God's Word
Reveler in Holy Shadow
Bishop Julio Espinosa
- Thursday, April 25, 2002 at 23:03:24 (EDT)
Dearest Kindred of Barcelona,

My journeys end soon, and I shall yet again rejoin you. While my larger purpose while visiting the Holy Land was to renew my faith, and to acquire furnishings for my much abused place of business, I also acquired other ... things ....

I shall share some of my discoveries with the populace when I return.

Until then .....
Aelflaed the Traveller
- Wednesday, April 24, 2002 at 01:56:05 (EDT)
Very well said! Don't kill your enemies! Exploit them! Spoken like a true... a true... uh... what did you say you were?
Shadows of Light
- Wednesday, April 17, 2002 at 23:43:56 (EDT)
Seek out your enemy and destroy him, before he seeks you out to destroy you. Find the serpents in their lair and mete out justice indiscriminately. The question remains, who would suggest allowing these abominations of Caine to thrive in Barcelona? Perhaps their own paths have been corrupted by the minions of Baal, or the followers of Seth. For whosoever has made this statement should be questioned a little more thoroughly about his allegiances. Once this knowledge has been acquired, maybe then there should be no more debate upon this issue. However many secrets encircle these two factions has I have come to discover, but once, one is discovered in Barcelona, then it should be exterminated. Not only is this a concern of Barcelona, but it should be a concern throughout the known region, for if they strike from cracks and crevasses, then a little mud should fill these cracks to ensure that no more serpents slither their way into Barcelona again. I agree that something must be done, however exactly what is unknown.

Destruction of your opponent, may sound desirable, however exploiting him for every worth is a much better resolution.

Lord Eric Johannes Valistyn <Lord_Eric_Valistyn@hotmail.com>
Puerto Jalistas, Spain - Tuesday, April 16, 2002 at 13:17:08 (EDT)
This city has many stories to tell of the Followers of Set, Ba'ali and our branch of Cainite society. As a selfimportant Baron's ashes would tell you, the conflict is not about Good and Evil or Right and Wrong. It is about how things have and will settle themselves.

Acceptance of Set's Minions has been a topic of debate before, and also before Setites have been rooted from hiding within our gatherings. You will not to look hard for a reason to mistrust or even hate the Followers since they will offer it to you. Any association a Follower of Set has with a Baal is just proof of that.
J&D
Barcelona, . Spain - Monday, April 15, 2002 at 20:14:18 (EDT)
It seems to me that there is a lack of understanding and perspective in relation to our existence. Allow me to put into perspective how tenuous our existence truly is. First and foremost, as any Noble knows, and any peasant feels, might makes right. Those of a lower station exist solely due to those of a higher stations' sufferance and grace. Another thing we should be aware of is that those of our kind that dwell in Barcelona exist solely because the Prince has bargained for our lives with the Garou, that have our city entirely surrounded. It is because of Her, that there are Kindred allowed in Barcelona at all. One can surmise that She, our illustrious Prince, has the might. And therefor the right to allow us our existence.
One more thing. It has come to my attention that there has been talk of Setites being allowed into the city an given status amongst us. Is anyone truly aware of how mixed the line between Baali and Setite truly is? Is anyone prepared to put a Setite to the Question, concerning kinship with the Baali? And should that not require that it be done to every Setite? Would this be construed as 'fair'? To make it 'fair', wouldn't we have to do it to every Kindred? And how many problems would that cause? By putting to the Question every Kindred in the city, new and old, would it not be the same as creating our own Inquisition? I myself do not want to fall into this evil that we have seen the humans put forth and name as the Holy See. Is it not better to simply take the path of least resistance that offers the most protection, and simply deny Setites. As it stands, the Baali are making a play for power. It is known the Setites work for and support them. This, one should keep in mind, even as the threat of werewolves looms over us. One should also keep in perspective that the HOLY SEE has taken up residence in Barcelona en-force, en-masse. The Holy See is the Inquisition. They know of the existence of the Kindred, and see them in the same light as they do the Baali, and the Garou, both of whom they also know of. They are adept, through ages of practice, at rooting out and ceasing the very existence of our kind. Is it not wise to surmise that in this instance we have a larger fish to fry, than in-fighting amongst ourselves.
Another threat that I have foreseen and have even greater knowledge of is the practices of the Templars. We have defeated them once, during a small encounter. And defeated them again at a much larger encounter, at the cost of many lives. They have been beaten back twice, by our kind, whom they know are in league with the Jews in the city, who are also anathema to the Templars. Do you truly think they will not be back in greater forces? And what will happen, when the Templars return, and find the existence of the Holy See in our city? The Holy See and the Templars are merely two separate branches of the same tree. Should they find us disorganized, and without prepared-ness, they will surely descend upon us like the hand of God Himself, sent to smite the anathema, and all those unnatural. For those of us who follow the Path of the One God, they are an even more danger. What would happen if they discovered one amongst them, or their faith, that is unnatural? Would they suffer YOU to live, knowing what you are? And 'playing' at following their faith? I think not.
In summary, the Garou are held at bay by the Prince alone and her entourage. Should the Prince fall, Her entourage would dissipate, without Her command. The wolves themselves would feast on our kind. The Inquisition in our city is kept ignorant of our numbers solely because of the Laws and their enforcement, by the Prince. If these Laws are not upheld, by the Prince or by someone who can enforce them, in the method that She has already woven, the Inquisition would also descend upon us in the blink of an eye. By Hunting parties, clever entrapments, and careful manipulation; thus far the Prince and Hers have kept the Baali and their servants, the Setites, at bay. So far. So it is easy to see the importance of how delicately we stand upon a precipice. Are we to fight amongst ourselves and invite disaster for our kind in Barcelona? Or are we to organize, and maintain our own existence. The choice, is yours. The unity of which I speak would be Caine's wishes.
The Baali and the Setites are a hammer. The Inquisition and Templars are the anvil. The Garou are the forge. Are we to be the metal they heat, and BEAT, or the ones who wield the hammer ourselves? We are in so few number and power that we cannot handle all three of these adversaries, much less one at a time. But if we band together, rallying our strengths, rather than touting our weaknesses, we will be the Masters of the forge.
Should you choose to fight amongst yourselves, I can only say, that I will shed much blood in protection of the current Prince of Barcelona, Williameena. It is no matter that I am her Childer, that I do this. It is merely protection of my own existence, and those I care about, and My city. Should it cost my own life and existence, in protection of this city, so be it. There are many I will ride, as a horse which I will whip, without mercy, even as I ride into hell.
So say I, Sir Lord Robert, Seneschal of Barcelona
Sir Robert, Seneschal of Barcelona
Barcelona, Spain - Friday, April 12, 2002 at 19:27:34 (EDT)
I Nathanial De Luz, offer my hands into any effort the fellow Cainites of the my wish to endure. I believe that even the smallest good deed is better than the grandest good intension. The difference between a boss and a leader is: a boss says, 'GO!'- a leader says, 'Let's go!' I would also encourage all Cainites to help in any way they can, the woods would be very silent if no birds sang except those that sang best.

In response to the Prince of Barcelona, as I have said I am not a witty man and take time to formulate my words. So here is my responce to your questioning about my views on the Setites: If your enemy is hungrey, give him food to eat; if he is thirsty give him water to drink. Doing this, you will heap burning coals on his head, and the lord will reward you. I also believe that if it is possible, as much as depends on you, live peaceably with all men. We have just enough religion to make us hate, but not enough to make us love one another.
Nathanial De Luz
Barcelona, Spain - Thursday, April 11, 2002 at 15:02:08 (EDT)
One thing has intrigued me, this new machine, if it pleases the city, I wish to investigate this discovery as well as any documents related to it, if there is anyone better suited to investigating the strange machine, I would like to know now. Aahmes if it would please you I would like to hold your ear on this matter. Any others who would lend their capable hands into the research of this machine would be appreciated.

Those that seek truth will find anything but, those that seek knowledge will find truth.

Lord Eric Johannes Valistyn <Lord_Eric_Valistyn@hotmail.com>
- Wednesday, April 10, 2002 at 15:41:35 (EDT)
Dear Kindred,
I return to Barcelona soon.One of my Patrones has requested that I attend the laying in of his kin in high summer. I return to Barcelona until that time. I know not the exact date of my return, but it shall be soon.
I see though, from the missives my servants of sent me, that not much has changed in the Fair City.
My prayers are with you,
Aeflaed.
Aelflaed the Pilgrim
- Tuesday, April 09, 2002 at 22:46:10 (EDT)
confused did prince say that this is alright, why do you brag about your failures?
fontain <0bink0@cox.net>
- Sunday, April 07, 2002 at 19:40:43 (EDT)
For those of you of you who would find it in their best interest to desecrate my estate, your deathwish has been recognized and will be fulfilled, I may not know who has done this to my estate, but believe me, we will find you and allow you to see the sun rise for one last time. You have trespassed not only upon me, but my lands, and my sanctity, and this trespass will not go unpunished. It seems even without provocation, that many of you will attack me, this has gone unchecked for too long, there will be reconciliation for these aggressions, and the score will be settled.

Only when one has nothing left to lose, does he have the most to gain, however when one has has everything he will fight the hardest to keep it that way.

Lord Eric Johannes Valistyn
Former Seneschal of Barcelona
Former Regent of Barcelona
Former Whipping Boy of Fools
Lord Eric Johannes Valistyn <Lord_Eric_Valistyn@hotmail.com>
De Portivo, Spain - Sunday, April 07, 2002 at 17:22:01 (EDT)
Some of you are smarter than I surmised, however many of you continue to be devoid of any intelligence whatsoever, most unfortunate. I will be attending this conclave, in spite of the best efforts of certain individuals. As a side note the apparatus is fully functional, for those of you interested.
Those that wield power ineffectively, are doomed to experience true death, those that flex power indiscriminately are bound to help others reach that destination.

Lord Eric Johannes Valistyn

Lord Eric Johannes Valistyn <Lord_Eric_Valistyn@hotmail.com>
Mataro, Spain - Wednesday, April 03, 2002 at 00:43:21 (EST)
Why are we making this THING again? to make us what we arn't I don't understand if want to change, should do it you not though some unknown THING of unknown power I will help make this THING but I won't let it change I am I like me
Fontain
- Monday, April 01, 2002 at 00:28:48 (EST)
The recent gathering did not transpire quite as I had hoped, yet it was interesting nonetheless. To sit back and smile while Cainite after Cainite turned on one another with bickering and plotting was quite enjoyable. It was almost like home, actually. I think I'll stay in Barcelona for some time, as my Sire wished me to. However, recent matters have drawn me into my study...don't expect to see me for awhile. After all, I think I should wait for Warlock tempers to calm down a tad before I show my beautiful face, no?
Vojdi Mirceu, Childer of Prince Radu, Voivode of Bistria
- Friday, March 29, 2002 at 04:59:13 (EST)
Cousin Kindred of Barcelona,

Conclave again approaches, and it is with some urgency that I think we must meet and speak more upon this Great Machine and its potential for power for us all. Do not, I pray you, be so blinded by your own machinations that we miss this rare chance at power.

On other matters, I and all those who follow the old ways WILL find who profaned our sacred grove, and wreak the Goddess's justice upon them. Any information any of our fellowship might have is greatly welcomed, for She will not be mocked. The rites of cleansing and purification have been held with the fullness of the moon, and all is well again, but there is no place for sacrilege in this city.

It is with eagerness that I await you all.

Aahmes (her cartouche)
Aahmes <desteele@cox.net>
Barcelona, Espana - Friday, March 01, 2002 at 19:06:53 (EST)
Cousin Kindred,

I hope that those of you with clear sight and clear minds attend our Conclave on the morrow, for even translated, this parchment from the path of bones is still mysterious to me. I look towards all of you to lend you aid in this matter, as no doubt our Prince would wish.
Until nightfall tomorrow, I remain,

Aahmes (her cartouche)
AAhmes <desteele@cox.net>
Barcelona, Espana - Friday, February 15, 2002 at 19:34:51 (EST)
-A fine parchment different from the other pages of the ledger-
Minions of Caine,
I fear that the politics of the blood have taken me from the comforts thou hast provided in thine fair city, that I might be put forth with matters in my homeland for a short while. I hope to see thee once again, Barcelona. Fare thee well.
-Heridames, Childe of Xiphia.s
-Servant of Bones.
-Angelo de la Via de Sangre.
Heridames <Sagangod@aol.com>
Athens, Hall of Marrow Greece - Wednesday, February 06, 2002 at 18:04:39 (EST)
I have been, with the aid of several scholars, studying the small piece of parchment found a fortnight ago in the tomb of the ancients. I welcome all to come to Conclave this forthcoming 16th day of February to learn what we have discovered and to plan out next actions.

Aahmes (her cartouche)
Aahmes <desteele@cox.net>
BArcelona, Espana - Wednesday, February 06, 2002 at 15:17:32 (EST)
The pages about us have been removed from the eyes of those who should remain fielding as to who and what we truly are...Respect our traditons...Through Legacy C