I can imagine the look of surprise on your face seeing this—how often does a core member of Feneis write to a Tremere?

I do not mean to cause alarm. This contact betrays no regulations; we remain loyal to our respective families and protect our own interests.

Winter is the most beautiful season, at least to us. The world becomes muted and still. I recall that your kind usually rejects the sun, though perhaps the weak light of winter grants you some freedom to walk by day.

Legend says that the Gods hibernate in winter to give birth to spring and new life, ensuring that even vampires and werewolves might be blessed in such a season. The Gods give their blessings equally to every couple beneath the mistletoe.

And so, I genuinely hope that you meet the one destined to accompany you under the mistletoe.