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The conquering of power (Narrative)

April 26 2000 at 9:58 PM
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The Cardinal Andrč Michaelia Marchello  (no login)

 
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In the chambers of his overly large home The Cardinal of Central and South America sat behind the old tarnished wooden desk. The dealings as of late, the reports from the Ducti, templars, Preists, and the Prisci were, at most, disturbing. The shifting of power in Venway was an err in his plans, he wanted it all to move smoothly, but he knew in all of his years of treachery had taught him not to expect a smooth path.


His childe, David stood before him as he placed the letter before his sire and stood at attention before him, in front of the old desk. Andrč looked coldly at the sealed letter before him as he began to open it with the letter opener and then gazed at the caligraphy that was inked onto the parchment. His hands grasped the side drawer slowly he slid the drawer out from the desk and then folded the letter up neatly, filing it and then closing it as he looked at his childe..

When The Cardinal spoke, all listened, it mattered not what sect they were loyal to, whenever one word was uttered from his throat all rose to their feet and heard what the ancient kindred had to say.

"Madrid has been taken by our men, is this correct David?"

The younger only nodded towards him as Andrč slammed his fist hard onto the desk, leaving spider-web like cracks on the top of the tarnished wood. Quickly he was at his feet holding the desk palm to wood as he gazed at his loyal templar and childe.

"I lost many packs in this, the Camarilla was eager to destroy the Sabbat influence in that land David, do you have any idea in what my losses are at so far? Of course you do, you were there, Fatima should be dealt with, soon; as with Lucita."

Slowly he sat his well immaculate form into the leather cushioned seat and crossed his legs under the desk while weaving his fingers against each other and gazing around, then finally meeting the gaze of his childe.

"David, this Raven Styxx is a thorn in my side, this Kurobikari is neutral, thus far I have found. He holds no alligience to either faction, am I correct in my assumptions?"

David pulled out one more file and then handed it towards The Cardinal. Slowly Andrč pulled his bi-focals and then read over the words, bending his brow towards David once more. Slowly the old man shook his head and then placed the forms inside his desk for safe-keeping once more.

"What news do you have from Baltimore? Is Jan Peiterzoon still in prominence? Is he still prospering, the little shit."

The Cardinal cursed under his breathe as he looked upwards and then turned around, swiveled as he met the shadows and the stone walls slowly letting out a not needed sigh.

"Too much has happened David, Ghenna is upon us.."

Paranoia reached the ranks of the Sabbat's more vaulable patrons, the dealings of the Setites, the Gangrel, even the mutts have their place. One hand weaved the darkness as he looked into it and then turned back around towards David moving one hand towards him then shifting his weight onto the right side of the chair.

"Send one the more powerful Archbishops to Madrid, and then expand."

David nodded once more and then turned around, he didn't falter, not speaking one word as his sire gave him the commands he was to carry out. The General as well as a Holy Christian Cardinal. Amazing in a paradoxial manner.

"Oh, and David."

David turned around abrubtly and perked a slender brow towards Andrč.

"Yes?"
"Find out all you can about the Warlock Order, and the Mutiny Alliance, I want to know more. Cypress is alive, and these bastards are more than willing to find this out."

The youth nodded and the elder turned around in his chair once more and contemplated on the events ahead, one of the leaders shall fall, one of them shall meet their final end.


OOC:
My attempts in this Narrative was to give Andrč a more edge, and a more in depth storyline for why he has been sending out packs of Sabbat, and Black Hand agents.
George, if you're reading this. I hope you appreciated it, and I hope that you liked it.
Darren, Jeremey, Joe, and the rest, thank you for reading this..

If anyone has a problem with me playing a Cardinal this way, they can suck my fucking nuts..

 
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