Thou shalt not reveal thy true nature to those not of the Blood. Doing so shall renounce thy claims of Blood.
After the conflict of the previous evening, none of the fledgling vampires were particularly pleased with being forced into participating in whatever it was Hernando Ruiz had planned for them. Their sires reminded them that it was by the Prince’s mandate that they were being put through this “training” and thus would have to stick it out. They were given a brief glimpse of the city’s politics, and that their current situation would not last forever.
The fledglings reassembled at the construction yard, where Ruiz told them their first and most important lesson was the First Tradition, the Masquerade. Fate, it seems, has seen fit to provide an object lesson. There has been a breach of the Masquerade. It is of vital importance to each individual vampire, and their society as a whole, that such breaches be cleaned up as discreetly as possible.