[X] You chuckled at this obvious display of stupidity. This is the second time within the last few nights some youth tries to rebuke you within your own domain. Modern vampires are even more obnoxious than you care to remember. "Do not presume to lecture me, child." you say in scolding tone, as if speaking to a kid "I wrote the laws you refer to and I can just as easily write new ones. Now tell me, little mouse, was it really a wise move to try and invade the cat's den? It is not every night that dinner comes knocking to my door. I wonder if you fools shall taste as well as the last bunch of idiots, that dared to come to my home uninvited... it seems another lesson is required."
[X] "Do not quote the old laws to me child, I was there when they were written. If anybody wants to have a polite conversation about this they can damn well send me a letter. Until then, if you value your continued existence, YOU KIDS GET OFF MY LAWN!"
[x] 1° of all I WROTE some of those rules, they were I. Effect because I decided to enforce them MYSELF, that child is NOT a MAGE as we have seem before, he is a "new category" which needs to be studied, preferably by an elder ... Like myself. After all, the information points towards "vampire slain mages" being the "source of this new category of "arcane medium" for lack of a better term.
[X]*Pinch the bridge of your nose and sigh heavily* Why is it that when someone is turned they allow their brain to be the first thing to rot? Those laws you trumpet are a doomed attempt to maintain a status quo that cannot hold. More than that, these children are the offspring of people I considered friends. If you survive this, go back to your precious Elders, and ask them. How far am I willing to go for those that one such as I considers friends? If you choose to continue with this foolishness and do not... well you are the intruders here, and I am merely defending the domain I have claimed and all that is within it.
[X] "Do not quote the old laws to me child, I was there when they were written, in fact who do you think carved them into stone with their own hands hm? If anybody wants to have a polite conversation about this they can damn well send me a letter. Until then, if you value your continued existence, YOU KIDS GET OFF MY LAWN!"
