We are the Ones they Know to Fear...

We are the mighty warriors. We are the ones that even our kind know to fear. They call us Rabble. They think us mindless thugs. They do not understand we are the blood of the great intellectuals that built the wondrous city of Carthage. They do not understand that we see them clearly for what they are. They think us all mindless revolutionaries that fight without cause, simply for the sake of fighting. But we are descendants of Troile. We see clearly and we know what must be done. They think we are "brutes" that have no true cause or reason. They think our greatness has been lost in time and we are simple pawns. I tell you now my brother, my sister, let them think it. For we are watching, we grow mightier every day, and while they slumber in their ego-driven security and self assurance, we will once more take back what was stolen from us. Hear me brother, sister, and be ready. Our time is soon at hand. We will remind them, and they will tremble, for..... we are Brujah