Thoust are a fool Mortal. Thou hast claimed to stand against those of
the Blood. Thy have given names of those who ye will seek. Yet thee will
not name those who stand with thou in thy foolish crusade.

Thou will never find a Vampire who will bow to thy petty words. Words
which come from no backing. Words which have no meaning to us other than
the chance to gain more of thy nectar of life in the veil of the night.

Try as thou will to make what thee feels is right, but understand this
Mortal. It will not be long before thy followers will start to fade in
their moral. If thou does truely have followers. Then thou will learn
thy true place.

A place where thee plows thy fields, harvests thy grain. Bear the
children of thy family. Then bow and offer thy blood to that of the
Vampires.

Grand Duke Levith Voltaire

Penned by my hand on the 21st of Lleian, in the year 55 MA.