What is it with women and them never knowing when to quit? Especially in Marburg that seems to be the usual way to go for Toreador.

Big evening. Though I didn’t really expect it to be. Not many a night has ever seen me so angry, I must admit. Part of me has to admit that it did felt good, to a certain degree. Justified anger? I think so. But I guess I’ll have to go in detail about that. And […]

Usually this is where I start noting down all sorts of things about what happened last Thursday. This time, however, I feel so stricken that I can’t even get that done. Worse yet: I don’t even exactly know why. My guess is this is just some mood that’ll pass by soon enough. My hope is […]

A thought to entertain a small idea of success for last night: The team was successful in retrieving a significant amount of blood in order to do that Tremere ritual for sniffing out our enemies. Who turn out to be freelancing ghouls. A scary thought in itself. As far as domain relevant problems are concerned […]

Things are somewhat less than good right now. The State of the Nation? While one senator is making his way back into the public and thereby following kind advice given to him by yours truly – the other one is starting to mess up after only two public appearances.

I believe that to each person there is one other person (sometimes two or three) who could bring him or her down. As much through a plan of that counterpart as by something happening to him or her. After all the thinking I did I now know who that person is to me.

This senator thing sure as hell keeps a man busy. Wouldn’t it be nice if the rest just did their job too? Yeah, I know, keeping your clan quiet is a good thing. But up to now Friar Jean never really involved himself in politics during one of the official gatherings. Which is all swell […]

Surprisingly enough both Jean and I survived the first night without any greater difficulties. Go team Senate! Well, for the most part. The one thing we can’t seem to be able to figure out is in which order to shake people’s hands without crossing our own arms. If that’s the chief problem we’re pretty lucky […]

Seriously. I need to buy myself a boat. And I shall name it: “Sea Nate”! Now wouldn’t that be something.