From the Mouth of Madness

By the time you read this I will be long gone. You all believe me Sabbat and everyone I trust speaks against me now. Were I Sabbat, you would be dead by now, or converted. I am not. I have never hurt anyone. Why do you do this? There is no safe place. I am forced to leave this city I have long called home, made an outlaw as well. I have learned from your actions, though. You have taught me hate and betrayal, so I take with me my knowledge of this city, its people, and my own knowledge of "Hybrids". Surely this can buy me sanctuary. Hate is not a strong enough word for what I feel. You have driven me from my home and turned my friends against me. You wanted me to be your enemy - you succeeded too well. You have proven yourselves to be worse than the Sabbat you so despise. At least they only treat Kine as sheep. You treat your fellow Kindred as sheep. I will not be your sacrificial lamb. If sacrifice is wanted try your ex-prince.

		Galatea Levinia Wallis MacFhearchair.

Oh, and expect a very angry visitor soon, one whose Word of Honor was disregarded. Very vengeful.

"Bolted doors and windows barred
Guard dogs prowling in the yard
Won't protect you if you're dead"
	Ed Justin

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