Post by Chelle on Oct 10, 2006 9:18:52 GMT -5
Marcus Ryker, Czar Spectre and the citizens of the Tri-Cities. Here is the forwarded letter from the one calling herself Inanna, sent on the night of the 24th of July 2006 to the global electronic mailing list shortly after the destruction of Suren-Gal by the Carthian, Liberty Stone at the gathering in Tampa, Florida. The conversations and speculations that followed this missive will be compiled shortly and also presented on this forum, as well as those on VII and the brood that I have at my disposal.
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Covenant Vampires,
It has been far time since we witnessed the first aberrant moment of your birth, as the first of the covenants, nascent and mewling as a newborn human, crawled froth from the cesspool of blood and viscera that birthed them.
Now you have spread, you have multiplied, and your hollow teachings echo back to you, reassuring and warm in the quiet moments that make you shiver for the memories you so easily forgot.
The Covenant Vampires have grown to such numbers and such blatant avarice that they can no longer be ignored. You are a drain on our resources. You drink in the air and light that are not yours to enjoy.
Your replacements grow impatient. Our attacks upon your resources have already begun. Even now your strength wanes as you claw and hiss at one another. Even now events are in motion that will inevitably lead to your obliteration.
Now we awaken to find that you have so foolishly inflicted the final death upon our vessel, Suren-Gal. The executor of that one's destruction, Liberty Stone, will be delivered unto us without delay. If this is not done, if this demand is not fulfilled, the attacks you have so faintly begin to feel will be increased a thousand fold. Those who hold him will contact us immediately to surrender his torpored body. You have but a single lunar cycle to accomplish this.
As Sealed,
The one who is called Ninnanna/Ninsianna/Ishtar/Inanna
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Covenant Vampires,
It has been far time since we witnessed the first aberrant moment of your birth, as the first of the covenants, nascent and mewling as a newborn human, crawled froth from the cesspool of blood and viscera that birthed them.
Now you have spread, you have multiplied, and your hollow teachings echo back to you, reassuring and warm in the quiet moments that make you shiver for the memories you so easily forgot.
The Covenant Vampires have grown to such numbers and such blatant avarice that they can no longer be ignored. You are a drain on our resources. You drink in the air and light that are not yours to enjoy.
Your replacements grow impatient. Our attacks upon your resources have already begun. Even now your strength wanes as you claw and hiss at one another. Even now events are in motion that will inevitably lead to your obliteration.
Now we awaken to find that you have so foolishly inflicted the final death upon our vessel, Suren-Gal. The executor of that one's destruction, Liberty Stone, will be delivered unto us without delay. If this is not done, if this demand is not fulfilled, the attacks you have so faintly begin to feel will be increased a thousand fold. Those who hold him will contact us immediately to surrender his torpored body. You have but a single lunar cycle to accomplish this.
As Sealed,
The one who is called Ninnanna/Ninsianna/Ishtar/Inanna
