A message arrived in the dagger, if not delivered directly to the one it was intended for, then left at the bar with the instructions that that much be done, at the earliest of convenience.
It reads as follows:
"Brujah,
I cannot help but feel somewhat responsible for the events that have transpired years past. The decay of a once great society has left you alone, without protection or kin. You are not at fault for the state of things and I'll not hold you accountable.
I write to you now as I return to my home in Myrken Wood, to reclaim that which is mine by rite and sacrifice.
I do not expect you to recollect all that is past and done. All that I expect is your allegiance and willingness to welcome your prince.
May this post find you in health and prosperity.
- Varian apBlanc duMonde
Prince of Trae Kelsa,
Baron of New Dauntless"
The wax mark that holds the parchment folded is that of a serpent, coiled tightly around the hilt of a crowned scepter.