Kindred of Los Angeles, or at least the few of you who regard yourself as my legal subjects, you deserve to know the terrible truth. Your Scourge, Michael Stevens, The Goat Man, believed to be my loyal steward, is in fact a ruthless diabolist.

I watched, from the relative safety of obfuscate, as he slew and drank the heart blood of Liam Hyde, your Malkavian Primogen. All should fear and hunt him, lest they suffer the same fate.

I was powerless to stop the beast, as I have been powerless to find my Seneschal, Gavin Chambers. I now believe he suffered the same fate as Hyde.

I have been powerless to unite you, because you have not given me the power to do so. I apologize to the minority that remains loyal to me, but the majority rejects my authority. I will not be deposed like the tyrant Hannover. Nor will I lash out at my political opponents, like the European lords of the night.

As I attained this office with a popular mandate, and I seem to have lost that mandate, I resign.

Effective immediately.

Enjoy your Empire of Death.