The Five Hundred - A New Begining

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Today I have received a letter from my Childe. The council has asked her to go to New York. It seems that the old Regent had an... argument with a Garou, and the Garou arguments were more convincing. Given that she is one of the Kindred with the ability to heal wounds (a Thaumaturgical Path that is nothing like the wonderful Salubri ability, but without equals among the Kindreds and which I spent decades developing), they want her to attend him.

She asked the Council for me to go with her, because the lack of a healthy Regent calls  for a powerful and  cunning Tremere for to keep the situation under control and I am the oldest of the Tremere in the continent (actually, I'm among the oldest in the Clan, one of the last survivors among the Magus from the House of Hermes that where in the birth of our glorious Clan). That was her argument: perfect, implacable and uncontestable.But I know she has another reason...

I know how much she suffered when I left her 50 years ago in Vienna, after 150 years roaming around the world but it was needed for her training that she severed her ties with me... or perhaps I was affraid to care too much about her. We live in a harsh world, in an even harsher society that seems refined and civilized but is, at the end, controlled by the Beast we have inside. She has to learn to survive without me... I have cheated dead for more than 1000 years, the time must  be coming for me to have a fatal face to face encounter with the Reaper.

At the end, the Council agreed with her (did they?). Tomorrow I leave this god-forsaken city, to New York.

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