So I met a coterie of scholars here in New Orleans.

One of them was kind enough to share rumors of a fascinating legend: that through strict adherence to our human roots and great trials one could transcend some of the curses of our kindred nature.

I've heard of the Path of Redemption but this went even further, I'd dare call it the Path of Verisimilitude, or the Path of Humanity itself.

Maybe many childer follow the path of humanity, being like humans because they know no other way to stave off The Beast within them, but this seems to be something else entirely. Constructed like a path of enlightenment, sanctifying attachment to the mortal condition and mortal society.

I find myself intrigued by parallels to the path of my Sire: the Path of Metamorphosis so common to my clan. Metamorphosis holds sacred observation of the capabilities and mutations of the human flesh. But a true observation of Humanity requires observation of human morality and ethics and their myriad permutations.

I must explore the connection between flesh and ethics further.