Northern Hospitality
"So come with me," Liam replied. "I'll... figure out Moira. No, she's not going to like it. But I do think I could talk her down off her high horse."
"Robyn knows I might come back with the both of you. I never promised anything, but it was always a possibility if I sought you out. We have a camp in the woods. Pockets is there. Moira and the kids. And a few families and individuals we 'freed' from Verdant Falls. Its rustic, but its more built up than here," he continued, taking in the hunting cabin with an encompassing gesture.
"You'd have a community. And God knows we could use an experienced hand like yourself."
"All of them know about the Tremere, obviously. Only Robyn has any notion of Book though. We've been working quietly with Miss to try to undermine the Pyramid's foundations without their knowledge."
"I'm not looking to build another Tribe. Those have all failed. If there's to be any sort of arrangement as I see it, it would be you, me, Tim, Robyn and Miss. And of course, Book, because he gets what he gets regardless. Six people. Small goals. We change ourselves, not the world."
"Its a lot to chew on, I know. I'm not looking for an answer tonight. Trust doesn't come easily to our kinds, and with good reason. But it starts with honesty."