Post by HST Seth on Aug 5, 2014 5:34:29 GMT
These past weeks have been trying, but we have stood without fear in the face of the storm.
When the time comes, our swords will be sharp and our fear tempered out of us, and we will rise against our greatest foes and we will slay them. These small encounters are preparation. Every evening you don your armor and your sword and you protect your fellow Sabbat members in our righteous fight to rid the world of the Elders who would control and consume it. Freedom. That is what we stand for.
When we rally together and follow freely the instructions of a strong commander, we can move mountains. We have driven the invading Werewolves from our land. We did not allow them to get away with the kidnapping of one of your Priests. We did not forget, because the Sabbat protects its brethren. It fights for them, and our comraderie does not die. Every enemy that rises up against us will fall on our sword, and if we are steadfast in our strikes, and we are careful to keep watchful vigil over each other, we will drive each enemy back without loss, as we have today, and as we had before.
Our comrades are not food for the slaughter. Your archbishop brilliantly leads his city in Politics and information; my wish is to lead it during war. May the night not fall again without the Clergy's organization fully realized. We are a powerful city--let the whole world know. Our archbishop chose me for his bishop because of my strengths. Our cardinal chose Octave because of his strengths. Our clergy is strong. Our city will be secure.
But I digress.
The power in our city is not solely from its Clergy.
The power in our city is multiplied tenfold by its standing members.
Let it be known that from this point forward, Remas of the pack The All Seeing Eye, is to be known Visionary, for his forward-thinking preparation that secured us the Wendigo barrage that we threw at our enemies.
He is also to be known as Adept, as he showed his fearlessness and prowess with Obfuscate when he transported the weapon of the enemy's destruction into their heart without hesitation, brushing elbow-to-elbow against the Werewolf scum.
May all hear that Eugene Pander is to be known as Militant, for his displays of battle prowess and tactical advantage. Let none engage him without fear.
Adrian Dragulescu is to be known as Dedicated, for he did not back down when asked by his Bishop to be her only accompaniment into the heart of the storm, and for showing unwavering support for the Sabbat without question.
Rowan O'Connolly is deserving of her title as Savior, for none can brag as she can that her sword would stop the death of a comrade.
The Accomplishments of the members of our domain must not go unrewarded, either.
Ziplon, of the All-Seeing Eye, who is not well-known among us, is Battle-Scarred as he was wounded in the fight in Tacoma.
Eugene of the Flood and Angel, who remains packless, are both Enriched for consuming the blood of the enemies of the Sabbat and stepping closer to Caine in this last battle.
This evening we have delivered a decisive blow to Tacoma, the rats who expanded this storm out of control. Let them taste the fruits of their labor, and let them feast on their fear as they observe their own fall before us. None of ours fell, but even their demon died at our hands. Let them bring their monsters and their mages, for in the next weeks, Tacoma will fall, and we will take it for the Sabbat.
Permanently.