I have sought him. I have found him.
Sunday, January 27, 2008
10:43 PM

The Masquerade was a success.
A dinner date has been scheduled.
A widow was born.
Lady Valois owes me coin.
Tiberius Vilios was a tall man, lean, and soft spoken. It was by matter of circumstance that his life ended, in order to preserve the Masquerade. He gave me little choice. Coincidentally, it was his death that ended up facilitating the end of Nero Bronte as well.
Nero was last seen leaving the Masquerade with Tiberius. Though in fact, Tiberius had died ahns before the first guest arrived to the Savant Estate. The bodies of both were found on the altar of a temple, where so many verr before them had been herded to the slaughter. The grooves in the stone let the blood run freely, tiny rivers that pooled in the copper pots on the steps. Carved into their flesh was the mark of the delka.
No one dares speak of the Delta Brigade. I wonder how many have forgotten their presence in history. The Administration continues to down play the connection, insisting upon brigands and vandals. It seems par for the course of this council, they are adept at ignoring the problems that plague the city rather than doing a thing about them. Perhaps finally Ar will profit from their ineptitude.
The Initiates continue to plague the city streets with their processions. It is said the caste only comes out of their temples and cylinders to speak to the people when there is civil unrest and when they are in need of funds for a new temple. I would not be surprised if both were applicable at this time. I do not care for the Caste of Initiates, nor their tactics in keeping control of the lower castes by way of supersticious threats.
Judging by the marks that mar their pristine Cylinder, neither do those of the Delta Brigade.
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