A Message On the Wall

Take notes, Travanceans, a Master of his Craft has gifted you with all of the knowledge you need to survive.

Use it. Or Die.

--Mantel

Are you living? Are you a Travancian? Then, I am on your side.
So, Sindarion, you in or are ye out?

I heard Mortal Hunters smell of old cheese and the leftovers of a night involving four bottles of tequila, a pot of borscht, and a deeply embarrassed lizard.


-Sergei

I'm just saying, bloviating that they have to get through you in order to get to other Travancians is a good way to get their heads stacked in front of your domicile of choice.

Argyle,

You have the trust of my clansmen Darius and Reyna. That is enough for me. You shall have the Shield of the Night Wolf on any patrols that you need to send out.

-Fenris Nattulv

As always, I will be on watch until dawn. I have been collecting information since I first identified that neophyte for what she was. I am not a scholar or master hunter myself, but I have copies of and all of their original notes and letters that they have sent if people are interested in seeing them. Listen to Argyle's advice. I don't want to see anyone taken as a trophy to that Blood Moon bastard Renior. I'm sick of mortal hunters invading where I hunt and looking to kill people. We are not prey. If anyone has further questions about the ones that have come to town recently, you can generally find me in the inn. This moon I will be going out on patrol with Argyle around midnight to hunt them down.

Renior. I know you saw me. But I saw both your students die, and I look forward to watching my masters - masters of House Laurent-Belmont - kill the rest of them.