Re: Chapter 2: Absolute Power
The Tzimisce ignored the comment about the warmaster.
"Antidiluvian? Preyed upon by these mortals? No. The willworkers did not take the blood of the Eldest. I would believe no claim to the otherwise. It is more than likely that the individual whose blood spawned them is not of any great note - it is more the audacity against mine own clan that drives me to see them exterminated. In addition, I doubt they will halt their blasphemies with the Shapers. They already have turned on the Gangrel. Soon they may be targeting Toreadors, Ventrue, and yes, even your own bloodline, Eliza. I'm certain the beast's master, Abetorius, would enjoy siphoning every shadowy secret out of your blood that he could."
Vezina grinned darkly, "So before you talk to me of sympathy, Eliza, you should do something your clan does extremely well, and consider your own safety. If this cabal of blood mages is not stamped out like a weed in a garden, they will prove to be an unwanted thorn in ALL of our sides."
Drawing herself up and looking past the Lasombra in the direction of the Toreador primogen, Vezina continued on.
"Besides, you've been a primogen for all of three minutes. Isleena has the inbuilt support with the London Cainites, and convincing her brings Donegal to my side as well. You are free to make your own mind up about these Tremere. Do what you feel you must. In the meantime, I will turn the court to my way of thinking with logic, reason, and common sense."