User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, 2020/@comment-27161581-20191211041253

Tremere: "There is no Goldenheart here, the only hearts we have are filled with ash. Nor is she dead, else the Nosferatu would know of her. Nor is her mind lost, else the Malkavian would be dangling it for you to find."

The countess straightens her black dress and calmly drops down to Hawkwing's level, the light from the scythe reflecting off her face.

Temere: "She is still in Equestria, or elsewhere in the world. She has not crossed our borders."