*The Tremere had indeed read the message posted towards Dread Inc by that Fool Cypress. The Blood within his Veins would run cold, it is ran at all, and the whole message itself left a sadistic smirk on his face. This indeed would be fun, and this indeed would be something that he would surely die for. For now, it would be something to churn the waters, See what this man has to say, and do, and how Cypress would react to someone poking at him. Penning out a letter, he waits for the next night, and calls forth a hell beast, something he won't miss if Cypress decides to take his childish rage out on it. Putting the note in the beasts neck carrier, and sends it on the way directly to Venway to be left at the band of fools sleeping quarters*
Cypress....
Ahhh, the Great Cypress takes note of out little group here. Feeling wronged, or is it just the breath down your back. Knowing that there is a group out there that might tear you apart, and feed your soul to whatever it is that you fear. Did the Venway Mages get tired of kicking your ass, and move on, and since you have nothing better to do, came after a band of warrior far away from your home.
Well, Great Celebrity Cypress, Fuck you. You know where my zipper is, you can get down on your knees and blow me. Take my Wrinkled dick and chew on it for awhile. My brothers inserted that curse apon your blood, I will do what they should have done back when they put the curse apon the Filth of the Kindred World, and bathe myself in your blood. It would be fun being known as the man who destroyed the man.
You want my family, have fun trying to find them, because I assure you, you will not find them, No matter how hard you try. Go head, search, tire yourself out. It will be fun watching you suffer from trying to hurt me through someone else. It is so pitiful if you ask me. So pitiful.
Anyway Cypress, you little bitch. I'll be watching you. Oh yes, I will be watching Have fun, and remember, when the time comes. It will be me and you, and if your man enough, you won't be falling back on all your blood sucking cock licks to get you from being slaughtered.
Watch your back son, you never know when a devil will be there.
*Slitting his thumb, and pumping his head a few times. As the undead heart beats, a little blood trickles from the wound. Pressing the bloody thumbprint onto the paper, he smiles his cold smile again, and send it off to Cypress*
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