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We were a diverse family, but the relationships between
mentors and apprentices were bonds of true kinship. As
unappealing as we were to look upon, our vast collection
of talents put the Ventrue and Followers of Set in debt
to us with pleasing regularity. All the while, we concealed
gifts and honed disciplines, preparing for the possibility
of one night crushing the Cainite masters with whom we
consorted.
This is where we Harbingers differed from our Clan’s
core. We possessed a cohesive focus: becoming relied upon,
even essential to the working of courts far and wide. Our
information network spread through the Underworld and
back to the lands of the living. While our kin experimented
with corpses, we opened channels to cavort with spirits. The
Long Night’s end could have been brought about centuries
before the War of Princes commenced.
Such potential was laid to waste due to Ashur’s deliration.
Our Clan was bonded only through veneration of our
Father. We were the progeny of Ashur; a name oft given
to vampires who succumb to the parasite feasting on their
souls. Others called him Cappadocius, or Anubis, or
Laodice, or Kizurra. His identity matters less than one would
think. He ultimately became a deific symbol for abuse and
manipulation. It’s rare for any Harbinger to not think of our
Father and succumb to vestigial abhorrence. My disgust for
this vampire is absolute, as despite our fulfilling works, he
saw fit to sacrifice the majority of his childer — his family — as
grist for the foul mills churning in his soul. Ashur possessed
profound deficiency in sanity, honor, and awareness. He ever
lacked the shard of a soul leading to peace and resolution,
and was constantly driven to revelations that further muddled
the little wisdom he possessed. As we reached our zenith in
multiplicity, buried deep within Cainite domains ranging
from the Gothic Kingdoms to the Pyu City States, our doom
came at his command.
Father deemed us unworthy of this immortal life. He
ripped our hearts to pieces as Set did to Osiris, and we
were too afraid of this insane demigod