Chapter 3 -- The Mission to Milan -- B.E.Z
I was only six months under the shadow, when I found myself on the night-time streets of a foreign city, fighting a secret war against vampiric terrorists and trusting my life to other vampiric mercenaries. Though I adjusted, it was not an easy time for me. The Sabbat was fully driven from the City of Milan by the end of 1997 and I found myself face to face with Giangaleazzo - Prince of Milan. I was the only other Lasombra Antitribu in the city at the time and even if I were Don Alonzo's bastard childe, by the prince's reckoning, I was still of purer blood and better breeding than all the rest of the swine who had come to butcher the Sabbat. As such, Giangaleazzo granted me the dual rights of hunting and making my haven in Milan.
As a young Lasombra Antitribu, I learned a great deal about the Magisters of earlier centuries as I often sat long hours into the night listening with rapt attention as Giangaleazzo would speak of the Italian Renaissance and his own youth. In our few months together, the traitor prince and formed a unique and surprising friendship. I was loath to take my next assignment, but Giangaleazzo urged me to explore, as he had failed to do and find whatever adventures might be waiting for me in the wider world.
