Snippet #2098

Sermon saw the anger and much more the power she had behind all her words. He couldn't help, but think of simpler times. Sermon wasn't sure if there was anymore left though. He knew what the Crescent Moon's desires were. How can he tell her what he feels. He saw nothing in this new wave of vampires to be proud of. "It's true that these vampires are willing to fight, but their strength worries me. They seem more likely to run from the fighting when they see their brothers dieing around them. I have little faith in the war its self I can't doubt my warriors at the same time."

Sermon could see the impatiens in Acadia's eyes. "I can only put off another war, but the disagreements are still there I see." Sermon staying calm, but being strong about his words. He paused and looked around his fancy room. He didn't care about losing what he had so much as to losing a good vampire or two, If he ever found one besides Acadia. "We will fight, but you must help. The vampires can not hear that I personally ordered this. Kill the Full Moon vampires. Not all at once teach them to be descret and to use their powers well." He looked to see if any of this was pleasing to her."I will help you, but The Full Moon class shall not hear a word of my doing. If you really want a war we must win some small battles first." Sermon pulled his hair back as he retraced his thoughts.