We have an enemy. It could be a well-organized group of Hunters. Think about it!


1. We had nine years of curfew. What was the purpose? To starve the Hunters of information by preventing them from following us, waiting until they thought we were all dead and leave. But they may have only been watching a few Kindred, throwing back the little fish until they swim back to the school.

2. Immediately after we start meeting, Kindred's havens are ransacked. These Kindred may have been followed after September gather. Someone is looking for information. Someone with both boldness and resources to break into multiple havens, as well as the patience and discipline to sit on the information.

3. Kindred Mackenzie is missing. Was she the "little fish" that our enemy threw back into the pond, and has she now been taken because she was no longer useful to them?

4. Chattel belonging to Kindred Adrian were kidnapped. A cryptic note lures nosy Kindred to a certain location. Think about that location for a second. It's easily viewable from three high-up locations. The purpose of the kidnapping may simply be to get a good look at whomever comes.
If you want to know the location, ask Adrian. The Noble Seneschal will be sending a small group to look into it, if they haven't gone already.

5. Kindred Rico was killed, and a clumsy note implicates the Anarchs. (Condolences). His won't be the last blood shed. The Anarchs have denied killing him. Maybe they did it. But maybe someone with a decent level of knowledge of Kindred society is trying to foment a war. Maybe someone is trying to expose us. Could this be the same enemy?

6. Some bullshit occult symbols and counterfeit old notes show up in a locked box. A note in Latin read like it was written in Google Translate, occult symbols were mistranscribed. A vial of blood with a serial number, and a note to "Celestine" were included. Is this our enemy playing a prank on us? Testing our capabilities? Or something else?

7. Some semi-antique coins showed up in another box. Nobody could make heads or tails of them.

The enemy is a well-organized group of hunters. I don't want to say mortal hunters, because they could be anything at this point. But we're being hunted.


Wake up, Licks! We have enemies. You're not safe! Barricade your havens. Stay low. Trust your Prince, he is looking out for you. Work together! Change your phone numbers, make new identities. Our enemies are watching us.
ANY slip-ups could cost us! Even your most trusted ally could inadvertently lead the enemy to your doorstep, so watch your own backs.

You're not safe. When the dust settles, I won't be in it.