Tonight a letter from the East Coast reached me. If it’s real, then Grian finally took the lad and brought him over to the Americas. He should be thirteen by now. Just a couple of years and he’ll be a man. Read More »

First gathering of Rheinhessen I actually attended. Now I’ve heard that back in Europ the mills run a little bit slower than they do back in the Americas. Little did I know just how slow they tend to be running around here. Telegraphed the prince of my presence weeks ago. Yet nobody knew I was coming. Of course it’s all the Gangrel’s fault, ’cause he has no way of behaving himself. Read More »

Seems like yesterday that the fellows and I set foot upon American soil. Was a jolly good time we had for the first fortnight or so. After that it turns out that while there is no hunger around here, at least not for as long as you have the coin as to pay for a full belly, people find other reasons to go rioting about.

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