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Chalice of Bucharest
The Sabbat
 Elena Sighisoara - BishopAs a Tzimisce you expect me to be a monster. That I can not be beautiful. Why can I not be a monster and beautiful. I have gone above and beyond. Beauty distracts the kine and lures them into my web and their destruction. I move how I must amongst my prey and they know in the deepest depths of their hearts that I am not one of them. |  Simone - BishopMost regard shadows with a thrill of terror up their spine. But I am Lasombra and truly of the darkness. Listen intently in the absence of light and you will hear a scream beginning at the base of your spine and crawling upwards.. liquid.. velvety.. until it enters your nostrils and thereby your brain. That feeling is me. |
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The Elders. The Old Farts. Whatever you want to call them, they have brought us here to bring what should belong to the Sword of Caine back into the fold. No more pretense at being what we are not.
Bucharest will be Sabbat again. These Cainites will lead us to the goal or be removed by Monomacy.
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