Showing posts with label Ysabel. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ysabel. Show all posts

Friday, September 17, 2010

Letter

Augustin,

It has been difficult adjusting to pack life again after so long alone. The  Blood is such a potent force and we have been careless with it. I will take care to be more cautious from now on, especially for the sake of the younger ones who seem not to have experienced the bond of a pack before. I will try to offer them guidance, like you so expertly did in the past, and I pity that they never experienced the joys of a devoted sire. I must admit that solitude has come to suit me, and the new voices around the haven are sometimes alarming. Not to mention new and uncertain attachments.

It has also been difficult to be under the command of a Bishop again - especially a loyalist like Frederico. But I will rein in my displeasure (the pack Priest has already told me off about it, though I am not sure that he or the others are fully aware of the politics of our kind). Have no doubt that I remain loyal to you and the Hand in equal measure.

The Inquisitor who has recently appeared in the city isn't making things easier, but he hasn't bothered us unduly (yet). I am curious to see how he local Hand will deal with his appearance, since his presence is a clear insult to us. Perhaps I should visit Cesar and speak with him.

I have been in an uncharacteristically rageful mood recently and I am afraid that I will end up angering the wrong people. I will focus my violent attentions on the mortals who are disrupting our operations. Mexico City will soon see the rise of la Reina Sangrienta. I have also been encouraged by the Brujah's interest in the mortals - so many of our kind dismiss their usefulness too quickly. Maybe this will also give him the means do dispose of his unwieldy morals.

Maybe it is all this rich new Blood disagreeing with me. I was never as measured and precise as you are. In my infinite weakness, I miss you.

Ysabel

Thursday, September 2, 2010

Report

Augustin,

Operations are going well. There is much to report.

My pack is bonded – a surprising but fortunate coincidence. They will be useful to us in the coming nights. Two of them don’t know much about our ways (you know how well that suits me). The third is very shrewd. For now, they will follow me and I will look after them.

The kine are easy to bend to our will. Our base will be operational soon. I have obtained property and a likely human leader and I foresee that we will begin to profit soon. I will put the fear of your devil in them.

As you predicted, the Kindred leadership is a shambles. Frederico is weak and ineffective, and his sympathies run counter to ours. A show of force may be warranted, but I will leave it to your esteemed judgement to make a decision on this. I need more time to grow my reputation, though some of it has gone before me. I have seen many of us here, and have had an audience with the Godmother – a true honour.

On a personal note, I am saddened by the disregard I have seen for the beliefs of my ancestors. I must find a way to preserve the old ways. I know that you do not approve, but you understand that this is the only concession that I ask. I am devoted to you and to our cause; I just call my gods by a different name.

Your loving childe,
Ysabel