(no subject)
There are very few people I view as worth a shit. Even less of them have fangs. At some point I’m going to have to kill one of the people I really respect. We are stuck on different sides of a line and neither of us can cross back.
The line is so blurred and we both know it. There is no solution that doesn’t end in one of us going away. Your master won’t allow peace and your master just ordered the slaughter of innocents to get to me.
You’re oh so honorable master ordered the killing of innocent to drag out the guilty. How is that honor? Show me the wonder of the halls I helped found? Where are the foundations of honor and loyalty? His Ravnos slut moved through and had her way with the blood of my blood. While I do not support his actions and would have handled it. Your master and his slut went to far. Was it my blood that made it ok? If it had been another kindred’s lineage would they have done that? No, the war just got personal and my army is ready. At one time your masters army stood numerous and strong. Now my army is bigger, stronger, and faster.
Your worst nightmare has happened. I uncovered the magic in my blood from the moon tribes. It’s a raging inferno of power swelling in my breast. I drank from a kindred 1 step from the beginning of the curse. I tasted the insanity of the wyrm trapped in the weaver’s web. I have pulled that power to destroy that which has tainted the mother. I rested in her arms and watched her tears fall for that which I have gladly endured. The rage that culls my senses will no doubt lead to my down fall. I will have vengeance on the one who did this. I spared him before because you thought he was honorable. I see no honor here. I see the slaughter of the innocent to lure out the unjust. One does not slaughter the lambs to get the lion out of its den. You slaughter the lion to get the lion.
These powers overwhelm me, the anger flows within. I learned to split myself into multiple beings as the fire burns. I myself am the face of the army of the end. We will eradicate the taint. You will be saved my friend your honor has earned you that.
The line is so blurred and we both know it. There is no solution that doesn’t end in one of us going away. Your master won’t allow peace and your master just ordered the slaughter of innocents to get to me.
You’re oh so honorable master ordered the killing of innocent to drag out the guilty. How is that honor? Show me the wonder of the halls I helped found? Where are the foundations of honor and loyalty? His Ravnos slut moved through and had her way with the blood of my blood. While I do not support his actions and would have handled it. Your master and his slut went to far. Was it my blood that made it ok? If it had been another kindred’s lineage would they have done that? No, the war just got personal and my army is ready. At one time your masters army stood numerous and strong. Now my army is bigger, stronger, and faster.
Your worst nightmare has happened. I uncovered the magic in my blood from the moon tribes. It’s a raging inferno of power swelling in my breast. I drank from a kindred 1 step from the beginning of the curse. I tasted the insanity of the wyrm trapped in the weaver’s web. I have pulled that power to destroy that which has tainted the mother. I rested in her arms and watched her tears fall for that which I have gladly endured. The rage that culls my senses will no doubt lead to my down fall. I will have vengeance on the one who did this. I spared him before because you thought he was honorable. I see no honor here. I see the slaughter of the innocent to lure out the unjust. One does not slaughter the lambs to get the lion out of its den. You slaughter the lion to get the lion.
These powers overwhelm me, the anger flows within. I learned to split myself into multiple beings as the fire burns. I myself am the face of the army of the end. We will eradicate the taint. You will be saved my friend your honor has earned you that.