Tonight was another of our gatherings. They are so similar, so redundant that they are blending together anymore. I can hardly remember what happens at the meetings. Have I already told you this . . .I most likely have.

Well this one had one good thing. I finally had my sense of sight back. It was interesting, as per order of the prince I was not to let anyone but he, and Claudius know that my condition had changed. Although this had its drawbacks, it was better since I could see some people interact with me and tell the subtle things they no longer hid while in conversation with me.

The meeting itself was all to queer. Max did not show up till later in the evening. This is becoming more and more common, and sitting well with the populist. They want a leader who can run them, and run on time. Sadly this is going to be his downfall. That and being Sabbat, don’t worry ill explain that to you later. As I asked around I saw many people speaking that Max could no longer hold the position since he was not showing he cared for the city at all. I fear the city will revolt against him, but without mine or Claudius’ help they will not win, and on the same not without our help neither will he.

Mason was there for but a short time. She did her work, and simply left. She later informed me that she was no longer going to attend the parties and would focus more on her duties. I shall miss her brash and uncouth manners at the parties, but will still her at her residence on occasion.

Robin, Russ and Faraday have caused there petty games again. Russ had seemed to lose his thrall for Claudius and Robins was still as strong. He and Faraday fought for Robins “love” but the coward would not chose one. I lost most all remaining respect for that women. If she was not of my blood….

Jasnus Murphy was a new member of the city. Well actually it was Claudius’ last itch effort to stay in the city. He was sick of the games, and sick of what has been going on. He no longer trust our founders and stays for reasons unknown to me. Although he came with a different guise on his face, his soul was the same. So black, so tough, but with that last gift of Pandora’s box in the center. He is actually why the night became so interesting. Those damn chess pieces.

I have already told you about the different chess pieces. Mason, Claudius, Robin each received a black piece with white paint chipping off, Max and Russ received a Purple piece and myself was given a white piece with black paint. These I knew were from the Sword since many black men in purple hats had met with Claudius once. Well they seem more militant now then ever. At the last gathering they had called Claudius, Robin and Russ to a special meeting. I can only assume using there sheer presence as I can. They each had the meeting and each simply got up and left. Well mason had left by now, so I assume she will be contacted later. Well each of there meetings was the same. Many black men with shotguns and purple hats with one man asking them to join his group. Long and short of it Russ decided to. His and the princes pieces are the same, and I fear the Prince is one with them too. Robin I will not be trusting from here on, and Claudius I shall watch, but I know his unwillingness to be a slave would keep him from ever joining. I fear I shall be called at the next gathering and have made precautions for such an event.

So here is where they all stand.
Mason - No longer to be at the parties, but her I still can trust. This leaves me with one less Ally.
Robin - Sniffling little whelp who I no longer trust. Because she did not go running to Russ - I shall assume she is not in the Sword yet, but will be soon.
Russ - One more mistake . . .that’s all Claudius wants.
Faraday - Sadly, he is one I know I can trust.
Max - He has this last chance. If we can stop the Sword, then he will be back with us . . .however, if we cannot, he will fall with them. Claudius - He too is in my boat. He can trust no one, but must trust someone. Will our friendship last through these nights? Will he fall to his inner beast? Will he fall at all?