Volg takes the number and starts marking it in his phone, dialing it once so Diego can record his
"Ghouls being daywalkers was a concern certainly, that's why I nabbed one, but I've a good guess, especially now, that "Lester" was a Tremere, as is the Sheriff whom I'm apparently meant to report him to. Never a good thing to deal with, though I've found through previous experiences that the blood sorcerers have difficulty dealing with me at times but that can only take you so far. "
Volg lets out a tired exhale, an odd action for one who doesn't breathe
"The prince must have some bolts loose to declare a Sheriff from the Chantry.
I most appreciate the tip off about the Sabbat, Lester, Tremere or not, is just one fucker he can only make so many ghouls before they drain him like a Capri Sun, the Sabbat not so much. As for the last point, death of those who can't survive doesn't bother me, some of my clan may resent you for it, I am not one of those. I operate only on what belongs to me, be it land, property or people. You respect those boundaries, you'll find me quite useful should our goals align."
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