I can only speculate until I ask her. The Ca- pires preying on the kine, awaiting the command marilla are weakened by the flight of the resident to drive south into Milwaukee.
Hrothulf now re- Anarchs, yet those Kindred who remain are stalwart turns to Milwaukee to form a guerrilla army of in their defense of the city.
The Lupines continue ation, Decker is reluctantly forced to put out a to harass all Kindred on the outskirts, never abating call for aid to his longtime mentor Inyanga, the in a war Kindred fail to understand. Prophecy — if Gangrel Primogen of Chicago.
He offers feeding rights and limited Em- spelling doom for Milwaukee and a new age for the bracing privileges to those who travel to Milwau- waking Methuselahs. The offer is At the center is Carna and the Book of the Grave- tempting to many neonates. Decker knows such War.
Other Kindred in the city when meeting the enemy. Beckett Decker and accusing Parovich of feeding infor- finds evidence that the Warlock at least planned to mation to the Sabbat. The Kindred, now bearing write to the Tzimisce Vykos. What end the potential the letter, have a decision to make.
This letter clash between he and Vykos serves is unknown to pinpoints exactly where the Sabbat are going to Beckett, but the attentions of the Fiend and an army hit, and how they know to do so. The ultimate of Sabbat are now focused on Milwaukee.
This elder wages a war with Anarch, now loyal to the Camarilla — is about to himself using the inhabitants of Milwaukee and be- investigate who triggered the alarm on the execu- yond as his agents, unaware his year foe is one tive suite.
Esau laughs that he placed the run raids of Milwaukee, before having to return Book in the Marquette University to be found by via Lupine-infested towns and countryside. One pack has the order to enter the city, and rapidly assassinate the Tremere before Following are chronicle threads stemming from finding a book in the Chantry to be brought to these flashpoints in Milwaukee, and activities in the Archbishop.
As the pack sets out to perform which a coterie may wish to become involved. Deck- Representatives are being dispatched from as far er has run with the wolves on more than one oc- away as Vienna on assorted missions. Some are casion. Decker seeks vampires, favoring Gangrel, to locate the missing native Tremere of Milwau- to meet and treat with the werewolves of nearby kee, Mortius and Victor.
Others are to discover Menomonee Falls. Decker knows the Lupines the truth behind rumors that Carna broke free want the King Distilleries operations in the dock- from her bond. Her cult hatred for the company — and is prepared to consists of a sizeable number of followers.
Such a mission to Lupine territory will spreads fast that the mysterious Book of the Grave- require incredibly brave Kindred accompanying War was, or still is, in Milwaukee. Practiced Nod- and backing the diplomatic queen of Milwaukee: dists and amateur scholars alike hurry to reach the Toreador Primogen Lucina.
The information it con- the Tremere Chantry, before turning their at- tains pertaining to Gehenna, and the secret of tentions on fueling the war between Camarilla how to eradicate the blood bond without the and Sabbat. This vampire hears the whispering vaulderie, entices a range of disparate visitors, voices of forgotten vampires in Lake Michigan. She has no clear destination in mind, but in-. This is why she wanted Vykos — a vam- until she reaches the Pacific coast.
She knows her pire long known for their rejection of the Clan former clanmates are hunting her and the other founders — to read the Book. Any cepting the enlightenment presented within, the who do so may realize freedom to be an addictive power of Antediluvians and Methuselahs will be drug. A Tangled Weave The events taking place in Milwaukee provide don him to Milwaukee, the Anubi following the as many openings to the opportunistic as they do Anarchs in order to escape the sinking ship.
The chasms for the unfortunate. Little can stop the situ- pragmatic, yet loyal to a fault, Prince is left with ation in the city from reaching a dreadful crescendo, a skeleton crew of questionable trustworthiness.
Listed below are Whether he puts city before Clan becomes ap- inspirations for twisting Milwaukee in more extreme parent on the night of the Sabbat offensive. Carna has always been obsessed with Beck- he soon finds himself hunted by the Sword of ett after receiving his brief affections. She real- Caine. The Sabbat has little use for betrayers.
She wrote to Vykos to get revenge on from Milwaukee and has information and wealth Beckett for his tardiness but, realizing the great aplenty. The idea while others form compacts, steadily Embracing of finally throwing off the shackles of her Clan a new era of childer. Of the routes described in the Book, Carna gion to find out more about the new Kindred seizes the opportunity to diablerize a vampire and, if possible, draw them to their banners.
Through the coaxing of Jacob, ers. His own clanmates aban- spreads they held it even once. When were you in town?
Wh al. Landing in Montre bloody Milwaukee. In me. What about that busine beneath Venice? That is a response I can trust. Better to go to locations I loathe or Bereft of air transport, Cesare and I are forced to make travel arrangements through the Lupine-haunted wasteland between Milwaukee and Chicago.
Travel in that space between is treacherous for Kindred, and most go by air. There was, however, an alternative via my intrepid Clan. Prince Mark Decker of Milwaukee and Inyanga, elder and sometimes- Primogen of Chicago, operate a sort of underground shuttle service between the two cities. Survival, while not guaranteed, is generally agreed to increase exponentially.
A trip to the Second City might afford me the opportunities to look into some loose ends regarding both the Book of the Grave-War and the Eye of Hazimel. Chicago stands as a bastion of the Camarilla, but it shows the stress cracks of years of conflict. Conflict with the Anarchs. Conflict between its puissant elders. It has regrown, in the years since, on its strong, twisted trunk. The gravity of the U. Another reference to the shadow-sleepers.
Frightful reading when you misplace your pen, only to find. Chicago proper was established in , near Fort Dearborn. Then came the Great Chicago. Lodin, of Clan Ventrue, took the opportunity to seize praxis. He was known for his particularly violent clashes with the Anarchs.
It was all going so well until he was torn apart, literally, in the war with the Lupines. Out of the vehicle stepped Malcolm, a Clanmate.
I understand he was a narcotics officer, of the kind who go deep undercover and do things that leave track marks on the soul. By the state of his pupils, and the tilt of his head, I deduced he recently supped on someone under the influence of several mind-altering substances.
My driver. At first, our journey brought us south along I Malcolm made odd detours through burnt-out neighborhoods, and consulted vagrants, before weaving back to the freeway. All-night roadside shops blurred by, selling various combinations of cheese, sausage, and pornography.
Somewhere before the Illinois border, we tore away from the freeway. Our route became erratic. We doubled back in places. Malcolm performed odd rituals, like getting out of the car to offer blood and prayers to a roadside memorial, a lonely cross wrapped in barbed wire, dead Christmas lights, and withered flowers. He consulted neither map nor electronic device. Purely toxicological curiosity, I assure you. Malcolm: Who?
Beckett: Pardon? Malcolm: The question is: who am I on? Special blend. That worry you? Beckett: Not nearly as much as it ought to. I see the interplay of chemicals and the Beast boiling in you. Remarkable self-control for someone under the influence. Back at out of your gourd and still keepi ng polit e.
Malcolm: Your fangs are showing. Beckett: How embarrassing. Can practi- Malcolm: No shame. The goblin roads have that effect ogue and grin. Beckett: What brought you to such a hazardous enter [chuckles] Malcolm: Needed something to do. A focus. Fresh air. Was there ever anyth like my life never ended. Guess I was trying to live Beckett: What happened?
Realized the War on Drugs was I aveng ing? I was no kille r of killers. Who the fuck. I was a user of users. Still am. Malcolm: Terrified. Beckett: But excited. Malcolm: Yeah. Still, this is a hazardous pedigree. Beckett: Hmm? Read that somewhere. Out here fear. Even as a another flavor of a ne hides breather. As a narc. Saw what happens when someo bag son, and the stash of junk inside their living infant s to you. Then I died. I saw worse. Chicago dread cling aroun d your head like Seeps into the pores and marrow.
Wraps ed, And the only time I notic cellophane. Beckett: Freed? Had nothing to do with her a month ago. Then cated Casab lanca plots wax. Then I notice, despite overcompli is flowing in choking the city, all the blood in the gutters Then the alley pavem ent turns to one, maybe two directions.
Malcolm: No. Just the wolves and the weird and me. Sudden death in the briar patch , and I keep run- ning. Beckett: I think— Wait. What was that? Beckett: Can you get around? Malcolm: Shhh. Is that the blood y corn? Beckett: Drive. Beckett: Drive! The road only gets weirder. Malcolm drives. I jot down these notes as best I can. I compulsively look back, certain some Grimm boogeyman or black dog is in pursuit. Insane, really. I myself have played both the black dog and the boogeyman. This fear is In this peculiar wilderness, there is an oasis for the dead.
Volo Bog - Ingleside , Illinois. Malcolm dropped me off at the bog, before driving away with Cesare to refuel. The light flickered under the impressive response of leathery wings. They returned a minute later. I shouldered my bag and proceeded.
The motion, combined with the sloshing of water and the sound of boot to wood, reminded me of walking on the decks of old ships. Sphagnum moss formed a layer over the water, supporting plants and even trees. One could walk on that quaking surface, but one would never know when it might swallow one up. In that obsidian mirror, I counted two sets of glowing eyes other than my own.
Xaviar stared into the water, arms crossed. He glanced up at me with that pinched bat face. Inyanga perched on the boardwalk railing, as perfectly balanced as a resplendent bird.
A sandhill crane called out, a positively Mesozoic sound. Fitting, I suppose, to announce the meeting of three old things. Vitae, like bog water, preserves the corpse indefinitely. Xaviar: [grunt] Beckett: Mother Inyanga, always a pleasure. Inyanga: Likewise, Beckett. I am pleased you made the journey from Milwaukee in safety.
Beckett: Thanks to you. Though I have to ask, are you aware that your driver is a high-functioning junkie? Inyanga: I am. In fact, it was I who steered him to a particular mixture of plant extracts, to make his mental journ ey more… pro- ductive. Xaviar: What do you want, Beckett? Beckett: Not an entirely inaccurate — Xaviar: What do you want?
Beckett: I thought it was an oasis. But why? What do they know? Thousands hing very old ago, a glacier buried something in the earth. Somet hing that suffoc ated all the fish traveled in a coffin of ice, somet preda tors, and every time I come here and turned the plants into guts. So bury your bante r and get to it.
I feel a wriggling in my Eye of Hazimel. Beckett: I prefer firsthand data when I can get it. You tomb thief. I was not present Beckett: My business is to piece together events young Torea dor sculptor named for.
All the evidence suggests a Leopold stumbled upon a very nasty artif act. Beckett: [choked] Easy…Xaviar. Xaviar: …yes. There are truly powerful. But that it to know that. We Beckett: Look about. Years later and the world have not been devoured. Gehenna never occurred. Inyanga: You all speak of Gehenna so singularly.
Beckett: Beg pardon? Death and birth. Inyanga: Everything has its seasons and cycles. The world is always ending. There is alway endur ed, escap ed, or reshaped. The question is which ones can be y, then? Yes, Beckett: Shall we call that the Poly-Gehenna theor to that effect in the mythologies I recall having heard something of the Laibon. Xaviar and Inyanga: [simultaneously] Yes. Inyanga: What? Xaviar: But you already have all the information.
Beckett: I came to the realization, long ago, that I would never have all the information…and I never got over it. Every tiny detail gives bette r context to the whole.
Xaviar: Very well. For the boon I owe Inyanga, I will tell you everything I can. But first, you will turn that off. Xaviar also gave me the name of the only other survivor of that encounter, a Gangrel neonate by the name of Ramona. Inyanga joined Malcolm, Cesare, and I, and we made the remainder of the journey to Chicago without incident.
Cesare has taken lodgings in a hotel. Inyanga brought me to Graceland Cemetery. I will sleep the day away in the grave soil of Kate Warne , the first female private detective in the United States. I like to keep good company. Always testing. Beckett: Yes. Inyanga: Even now. Mother Inyanga? I younger days, Xaviar traveled Afric a exten sivel y. Inyanga: Yes. It Beckett: He made acquaintances among the indigenous of their super natur al trick s.
You to the mysticism displayed strange abilities that you attribute calmed a crea- of your mortal days. Also, with a single word, you the simpl e fear we ture as tempestuous as Xaviar.
I can tell might have for an elder; he respects you absolutely Eye of Hazim el absol utely. I the difference, because he fears the other a very long time. I find it surprising that so many Laibon have lived, unknown, in a Camarilla domain for so long. Even more surprising that one should ascend to such prominence as a cuckoo within a surrogate Clan. He was teaching a class, and I was permitted to sit in as a visitor. I sit now, at a desk, penning this entry. The lecture hall is mostly empty, save six Brujah and myself.
Critias sits, mostly silent, behind a great desk, occasionally commenting or writing notes. Three neonates sit as students.
There was a lesson in Ancient Greek, followed by history both Kindred and kine. The class grew more active with lessons in debate. Critias joined in these. The man has a dizzying intellect for rhetoric. Sophr osyne. Critias: Entelechy. I think we will adjourn here for the evening. Dre will give you your assignments. I will see you all next week. Beckett: Thank you for letting me observe. Critias: Thank you for honoring my request not to record it.
Beckett: I know better than to try pull a trick against a mind like yours. Critias: Flattery, Beckett, will get you everywhere. Please sit. Tempering the iconoclast kids with philosopher ide- als? Bearing the torch for Carthage? We all did. We raged and we mourned for something old, cracked, and dead. We buried it in the mausoleum of our heads and hearts. What stung us the most was the knowledge that it was broken. But globe. Some say they aim for a full-fledged Path of Enlightenment, silencing the Beast with disciplined intellect.
Old becomes new. Beckett: You are just the second elder to say as much in the same number of nights. Critias: It is true. Old ideas can rejuvenate. Carthage, the ideal, is old and new again.
It is something we no longer pas- sively mourn, but actively live. There are new, vital minds being born in this new age. Old ideas run through young minds. That is true immortality. Carthage is the invisible structure that bridges our old minds to their dynamic youth.
Beckett: Idealism is not always my strong point, but I can respect erudition. But why the renewed pedagogy, Critias? Why now? Critias: …do you not tire of the fighting? Do you not wish to build? Critias: …I apologize. My mind wandered. Beckett: So is council rule by the Primogen part of your en- lightened experiment? Critias: More of a serendipitous opportunity, I would say. Better that than that disgrace of the Blood, Balthazar.
Beckett: I would have thought some brazen Ventrue would have risen to claim praxis of such a prized city. I heard Capone made a real run for it a few years back. Critias: That brute? Beckett: He has a famous name, among living and dead. He has a famous pedigree. Ballard would have as- cended were it not for recent scandals. Capone and Jackson are next in line, on the Ventrue side.
But no, no I do not think Chicago needs a Prince. Critias: You know… In an enlightened age, a mind like yours would be most welcome, Beckett. Beckett: Flattery, as a wise man once said, will get you any- where.
Critias: You must teach a class here. Beckett: Perhaps that could be arranged. I do have a favor to ask, though. Critias: Yes? I entered the art gallery perhaps a touch underdressed, but my name earned me entrance, and a man with no neck led me through the gallery, to a private section in back.
This room contained only a single painting, and a little boy in a dark suit. He stared at the painting with rather chilling eyes. A cursory glance of his aura showed the vibrant, innocent colors of a living child. However, I knew that the dead thing filling that suit was far from innocent. A Warlock trick? He held a moldering teddy bear in one hand. Nicolai: Mr. Beckett: Nice teddy. Nicolai: Is it? A ritual component. Beckett: DuSable said I might find you here and have to beseech my Nicolai: DuSable had best not be sending emissaries five minut es suffice?
Will about Carna and Beckett: It will have to. I wanted to speak to you Milwaukee. You see, I— [Sound of stomping steps and a slamming door] A fucking kid?
Nicolai: You do not belong here. I do not. Allow a mind like that to enter the playground of centuries, with blood magic as its toy, and see what happens. I have all the other s. Did you just…? When he loses consciousn forget He will likel y wake up and again. But my control is strong. Should we move… regarding the Nicolai: He is fine right there. You are not here contentious Princedom then. Beckett: Yes, well…I want to talk about the Treme Mortius. Talk about Carna. The Book of the Grave-War. Nicolai: Do you know where he is?
The doctor. Nicolai: Pity. Have Beckett: … would you know anything about that? Did hing watching you seen the book? Is there somet us from the skylight? Carna is now an Nicolai: [whisper] Yes. Milwaukee has always been off limits to most of my Clan. Only Tremere specifically sent to that city are authorized to go. Beckett: Thank you, Primogen Antonescu. There exists a wickedness of such purity, one only ever finds it in serial killers and children.
It was disturbingly human. Was that fear? I thought the Gargoyles were the timorous slaves of the Warlocks, not the other way around.
The rest of the night, I found myself Ublo-Satha is one of the oldest Gargoyles still looking fearfully up. Cunning and dangerous. She has served as the personal bodyguard and I dined at a city park. I found something in my pocket that had not been there a moment ago, a little wooden box. Inside the box, a scarab amulet of brass. I looked about the graveyard, with all the senses at my command, but found no one.
The statue of a broken-winged angel failed to reply. Nicolai has a rebellious childe. Nicolai is curious about what Carna is up to, but is under the burden of too much stone monster oversight to risk a trip to Milwaukee. Nicolai orders his childe to go there? More likely, he would not have to, simply bait her, tell her not to go. Graves might tire of rebellion eager to meet, though she made sure it and run her own chantry. A British-style pub how quaint across the street from where John Dillinger was killed.
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