Chapter 7 Hospitality
Though your corporeal body rests still as the grave in your luxurious bed, your slumber is restless, mind filled to overflowing with a deluge of questions without answers, half-remembered glimpses of your mortal life, and anxieties about the Blood Hunt that will greet you when you wake. Of all the Kindred you might have expected to call a Hunt on a coterie of Tremere, Corliss would be dead last on your list. Of course, she hasn't been given much choice in the matter—Alisha saw to that. Was the Diva really attacked as she claims? You find it hard to imagine Ms. Grey running off into the sewers in pursuit of a would-be assassin, but stranger things have happened during your un-life here in Ottawa.
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Outside your haven, the sun rises to its apex, and your undead mind flees from conscious thought into the realm of proper dream—a restful sleep, deep and empowering.
"Come on, Agad the Imperishable! I have so much to show you!"
After Corliss and Arundel loosened their leash and let you out into the city on your own, you spent many of your nights exploring the world alongside Jordan Tremblay. Most of your contemporaries were indifferent on the topic of your continued survival, but from the very beginning, she showed great interest in you. So you worked together out of practical necessity. Jordan picked up on your training where your sire left off, rounding out the rough edges and expanding your abilities.