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| − | <br><br><br><div class="center" style="margin-top;">'''A Note for "Whitehats"''': If you think destroying the plans of villains is fun and rewarding, I would recommend doing it IRL or to NPCs. Every splat (save for one I suppose) is intended to be played as the hero of their own particular story. You should respect that and find more interesting forms of rivalry and mutual antagonism to invest yourself in. I would be happy to arch you, but this is a storytelling game, not a zero-sum contest. There is no win or lose, especially in the WoD (spoilers: You. Are. Fucked.). If you think your splat is intended to be 'good,' may I direct your attention to *every rulebook in the game* where morality is greyscale or non-apparent at all. Thanks for reading and please stay away from me unless you want to '''have fun together''', not at the expense of one another.<br><br>[[File:Bahamlilith.png|18px|When first I tasted the Fruit of the trees, felt the seeds of Life and Knowledge burn within me, I swore that day I would not turn back]] [[File:Bahamlilith.png|18px|When first I tasted the flesh of the kill, felt the tang of the blood and the crunch of the bones, I swore that day I would not die.]] [[File:Bahamlilith.png|18px|When first I tasted my own blood, felt the surge and the stir of my own life on my lips, I swore that day to love myself above all.]] [[File:Bahamlilith.png|18px|When first I tasted the light of the moon, felt it's glow in my womb and it's wild tenderness, I swore that day to walk in night.]] [[File:Bahamlilith.png|18px|When first I tasted the love of a god, felt the tearing rise of song and fire, I swore that day to cherish the flesh.]] [[File:Bahamlilith.png|18px|When first I tasted the salt of the sea, felt my blood become water as the sky fell behind me, I swore that day to descend and return with wonders.]] [[File:Bahamlilith.png|18px|When first I tasted the love of a child, screamed with the joy of new life and wept for what I had lost and gained, I swore that day to nurture life as I embraced death before.]]</div><br> | + | <br><br> |
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| | | style="width: 120pt; vertical-align: top;" | '''Baroness Kessler''': | | | style="width: 120pt; vertical-align: top;" | '''Baroness Kessler''': |
| | | style="text-align: left;" | [<i>laughing</i>] I saw him one day! I was fifteen years old and I saw him, plain as I see you now.<br><br>It was love at first sight. | | | style="text-align: left;" | [<i>laughing</i>] I saw him one day! I was fifteen years old and I saw him, plain as I see you now.<br><br>It was love at first sight. |
| − | |}<br><br><div class="center">[[File:Bahamlilith.png|18px|I swear by three times three times three that these seven moments shall remain my own and whatever may transpire no man, nor god, nor beast may take them from me. I swear by myself and my immortality.]]</div> | + | |}<br><br> |
