This entire plan is too messy for my liking, it all starts to develop just fine and then I just get carried away in my... delvings into the path... I am aware that Alexander asked me to guide him into the Power and the Inner Voice, but I am no priest anymore, I am a horseman now, and rightly so...
And yet, I find myself more and more committed to guiding Alexander away from his pitiful clutches of his so called humanity (boohoo... cry me a river...) and into his real kindred realization... up to the point of being careless, or so focused into it as to let my guard down in other issues...
The tremere died by his own "hand" before render himself entirely to the tender cares of myself and my newfound Tzimisce companion... I still fail to understand how these stage magicians managed to oust the Tzimisce back in the day... as I once heard, compared to the ancient earth binding magics of the Tzimisce they are nothing, compared to our own power over the mortal world, they are even less...
But still, the question remains, how did he come by the argent batton... and what did he expect to win by invading the Crowned Talon...? he costed me excessive resources, that much is for sure, but I don't think that being extinguished himself and just slightly debilitating my position was any part of his plan...
Baclav has gone to meet whatever fiery afterdeath he and his sorcerous ilk are destined to, and my questions remain unanswered...
What is the fool Radek planning with this True Blood nonsense? there is no way the camarilla bigots are going to let him get away with this... nor the Sabbath for that matter...
Can we possibly get in touch with Víktor? will he become a reliable pawn? er... ally?
My plan to frame Baclav for the lost of the argent batton has gone somewhat awry, though good professor Carter has suggested we still go ahead with that plan... I wonder...
The shovelheads are starting to show signs of weakness, yes, I am their master, but the mere sign that they recognize such as an unchallenged fact marks them as unfit to be true Lasombra... Christen would have my head in a silver plate if she saw that... the darned bat... I will challenge her to monomacy once my power has increased enough... but just not yet... I still have plans ahead... maybe I can get the
Amici Nocti grant me a hearing and have her condemned to amaranth by her beloved and most beautiful childe... myself; before the Courts of Blood... but just not yet...
Nina, beautiful, strong and ancient Nina gave me this chance to get away from Christen's stiffling and suffocating wing, it had to be someone from the very clan ("brutes" they are called within the Sword of Caine by the rest of the flock, inanes, I call those who use that moniker...) that started the Anarch's revolt and our bid for freedom, I supposse... and away from her I have been able to grow in my own right... it took me nearly 50 years to start understanding the very basic principles of Obtenebration under Christen's tutoring, all because she thought she could make a better use of me by developing my domineering abilities and natural talents... and now, on my own... not even six months in Prague and I have already reached into the very Arms of the Abyss itself! I am twice as strong as I was when I got here, and that's way more than your average kine, it was all within my grasp and that bitch kept it from me all this time... I will make her pay when the time comes...
And now, it seems we are being watched... kine trying to stalk us? I would laugh if I could still draw breath... Ludwika Reindheart, interesting addition to my retainers, I will most certainly enjoy breaking her, though I will enjoy making Alexander actually break her even more... I must be careful to not offend professor Carter with this... I would do well to remember Nina's recommendation regarding the Tzimisce ..."treat them as you would do a low burning fire... with respect, and from a safe distance..." I have not listened to the distance part... better watch my step around him...
The other day, I rided the roller coaster with my dad... I was really happy, but we had to come back home early becos' mom felt sick... she has gotten so fat lately... I don't like her like that...
