Rutger Aurelius

Clan Brujah
Elder Idealist
Parlor Game Suite
Clan Primogen, Kansas City

Description


~Rough around the edges but solid in the center defines Rutger Aurelius well. This gentleman of Mediterranean descent appears to be enjoying his 30s. He likewise takes pleasure in crisp and stylish business suits and a variety of inoffensive styles for his black hair, though always short. He may even sport the start of a beard, but the facial hair is never quite allowed to fully grow in. More noticeable than his looks is Rutger’s airs. He doesn’t come across as pompous or uptight. His expression seems morose, and his brown-eyed gaze probes thoughtfully. Rutger emanates a quiet yet forceful confidence, a fearlessness that imposes without demand.~

OOC: Appearance 3

"Caged dogs often smell their impending executions."

"Is that why you tremble so?"

History


City of Masks

It was whispered for many years in Idealist cabals that Rutger Aurelius was born on a gondola in the Venetian canals in 1645, and that this explained why the hawkish Brujah was today such a mover and shaker in Camarilla politics. Rutger never invalidated that rumor, and it could very well have been true. For his father, Lucan, was indeed the captain of a small gondola in Venice almost 400 years ago. Rutger’s mother, Ilaria and sisters – one older (Gemma) and one younger (Tiziana) – were classic Catholic women of the Renaissance days: defiantly loyal to the Catholic Church. But most influential in Rutger’s early mortal years was his grandfather, Josias Manzini, a talented woodcarver. Lucan naturally intended for Rutger to follow in his footsteps in the Floating City. With his grandfather’s oversight, however, Rutger developed an innate desire to build something: the shining city on the hill perhaps.

At this time, Venice was a republic onto itself. Italy was a region, not even a nation-state. It was still broken into loose alliances of city-states, and some were heavily under Spanish control. Venice remained powerfully aloof, affluent and wealthy. Still, not everyone in Venice was wealthy. The Aureliuses were not well off, and dwelled in a small home right on the canals. Rutger received next to no education, and was certainly illiterate. He played with other ragamuffin friends, but just as frequently fought the other neighborhood boys as they grew older. His sisters were quite attractive, and he battled to protect their innocence. He had a girlfriend as well, but respected her boundaries and expected the same respect to be extended to his kin.

Mendicant

But beyond these childish conflicts, Rutger was forced to create entertainment for himself. His grandfather taught him a touch about woodcarving, but he found the idea of philosophy far more fascinating. Unable to read, he could not pursue it, but his mind questioned everything – especially God and faith. The local priest, Teofilo, encouraged the youth’s wonder and thinking. So when he turned 15, although his father was teaching him the trade of the gondolier, he chose to take up the cloth of the church. Furious and disappointed, Lucan could not argue against it. The family was much too devoted and religious, especially with the priest’s intervention. He may have been the Aureliuses’ only son, but he had to follow his heart.

For a year, Rutger studied under Teofilo. He learned how to read and write in both the vernacular and Latin. When this fundamental education was complete, he was sent to Patriarchal Seminary of Venice to continue his studies and gain his ordination. He proved a sluggish learner, but with devotion and determination he did well. Still, even in the church the manner of a man’s lineage influenced his position. Even after an extra year of study to perfect his theological knowledge, he was denied ordination and invited only to join a mendicant order as a friar.

As a Franciscan, Rutger was then assigned to a monastery just outside of Rome. He was immersed in library work, translating and copying holy writs by hand. With the Catholic Reformation to counter the Protestants, the pushback to expand the Gospel to other lands was expanding. Yet Rutger was content to live out a poor and simple life in the cloister, often participating in healthy roundtable-styled theological discussions with his brethren, many who circulated throughout all of Europe.

Touchstoned

And that was how he met Daliah Touchstone. She participated in just such a vigorous discussion in 1672. She was a Poor Clare of the Secular Franciscan Order, yet was strangely unmarried. Some of his brethren found that scandalous as they would of any woman who would travel the continent, especially without a husband. But Rutger found her intellect sharp and spiriting debate engaging. She lingered in Rome and the two met outside the monastery to continue their discussions. Over the next several months, her words began to challenge Rutger’s very faith. She shot rational holes in doctrine he took as law and brought into question the very work of the church. Rutger’s faltering came not from an inherent weakness but rather from untested resolve. So when she finally pointed out that sin was inherent and unavoidable, and that true acceptance of Jesus Christ was not possible as taught, and therefore Hell was inevitable, all life stopped for Rutger.

He attended his mendicant duties reluctantly and with growing sullenness. He felt as though the church betrayed him, and to a degree it did: he wanted to be an ordained priest, not merely a friar. In this weakness, the winsome Daliah offered him an alternative. She could postpone death (and Hell) and grant him all the time he needed to truly atone. This would require a sacrifice of faith, a step backwards so to speak, but she explained that sometimes one had to suffer before leaping forward into true saintliness.

And Rutger believed. In 1673, the man discovered Daliah’s true nature. The vampire drained his blood and replaced it with her own, changing him into the Un-dead. She reassured him that the state was not naturally unholy, that evil was still a choice he could avoid. She remained close to him in Rome, teaching him all the ways of the Kindred and the Camarilla. The Hunger for blood disturbed him as it disturbed all, but only at first. He did not resist this need, taking it as his new sacrament. During his Becoming, he remained at the monastery. The only change his brethren noticed was his increased reclusion. At night, he fed from his fellow monks as they slept, taking only drops.

New Doctrine

Furthermore, Rutger was inducted immediately into the circle of Idealists that loosely ruled over the Kindred of Venice. He discovered his sire was the clan’s Primogen in Venice, making her one of the most powerful Cainites in the city. He also learned the reason why he was chosen for the Embrace when he met the Prince of the city, Palaimon. With Rutger’s help, the clan developed theological arguments to keep the city’s political independence while maintaining its indelible links to the papacy. The Lasombra of the Sabbat were trying to subsume all of Italy, especially Venice, through the intrigue of the church.

The fledgling learned quickly. His mind was sharpened from his difficult studies at the seminary. To earn his release from his sire’s apron strings, he only had to hold his moral and ideological ground during an official Debate in 1680. The Elders pressed him but he kept his dignity and reason, resisting the irritated snarls the curse of his bloodline threatened to divulge.

For the next forty years, Rutger tried to pursue what Daliah offered. He spent those decades in quiet contemplation, examining and meditating on church doctrine and beliefs. During this time, for the clan and city, he was simply an Idealist think-tank. He still felt more attachment to humanity than Kindred. Indeed, he visited his parents on their deathbeds (and they were understandably puzzled by his youthful appearance). His sisters were long since married off and lived in other cities in Italy, and his beloved grandfather passed away decades prior. He avoided Teofilo, who was still the local priest in his old neighborhood. He feared Teofilo would know exactly what he had become and would at the least call him out on it, if not report him to mortal authorities. Rutger had been warned of the lingering after-effects of the Society of Leopold. Mostly, Rutger kept to himself and stayed out of trouble. Over time, he came to grips with and accepted the nature of his unlife. He did not wholly abandon his faith just yet, and still behaved in religious fashion.

The Sabbat

But some of his deepest tenets would be put to the test as the War of the Austrian Succession began to sweep over Europe in the 1720s. Even Venice was not immune to the disaster of war. And as nobles and their armies fought and churchly orders argued, the Sabbat made their move under this cover of chaos. They overran many traditional Camarilla strongholds in Spain and Italy they had not picked up in previous conflicts. Venice was nearly conquered, too, and survived thanks in large part to the Camarilla’s alliance with the independent Giovanni clan.

Rutger played his part as Brujah the best he could. At one point during this hectic period, a small pack of Brujah antitribu surrounded the neonate. The leader of the pack, Isandro, tried to recruit Rutger by hook or crook into the Sabbat. Rutger refused and shocked the thug, proving that beyond the academic lifestyle he was still Brujah, strong and fast. And scary. The rest of the pack found its morale sorely tested when they caught a look in the neonate’s angry gaze. With their leader’s blood on Rutger’s lips, they fled. This was the first murder Rutger ever perpetrated, and although it was in self-defense it still haunted his sleep for many nights.

Yet this distinguished young Rutger across the entire clan as more than just a wimpy Elder’s pet. He met a fellow Brujah of the Iconoclast camp, a former harlot named Giada. She was a blazing conflagration set on a beach; he was that tiny spark that burned down entire forests. They needed each other, and in the midst of this heated Jyhad their romance quickly caught on fire. He lost his virginity to Giada (he already killed a man, so his former Franciscan vows were already in tatters, like his faith). She was hoping he could bring her inspiration, for her unlife was proving as dull and pointless as her mortal life. And he reveled in her catty excitement.

The Beast Within

But in the last spasm of the siege, where the Brujah fought on the front lines, Giada was killed. The sight of her fall boiled his blood and sent his mind spinning. The resulting frenzy was terrible to behold, but these Sabbat were veteran fighters, not half-hearted propagandists. Rutger was captured with brutal force and contempt heaped on him…for all of a few hours. The Giovanni, led by the local Don Lazzaro, swept into the last Sabbat bunker in the city, eradicating them all. Rutger was released from captivity, but to display their intentions of independence and superiority, seized Giada’s soul with their foul necromancy and imprisoned her spirit in a lantern. Anytime the candle within was lit, her tormented soul was visible within.

This display of mystical power did not frighten Rutger. It infuriated him. He begged Daliah for her help. She hired an Assamite to steal the lantern from the Giovanni’s trophy room. The lantern was delivered and the Assamite paid and dismissed. Rutger shattered the lantern and freed Giada’s soul. Of course, now he was in debt to both his sire and the Giovanni (they did save his unlife after all).

Besieged

Perhaps it was due to his growing age – by the end of the siege in 1745 he was nearly a century old, after all – or perhaps because of the Jyhad itself, but Rutger began to come out of his reclusive shell. He gradually became more active in mortal affairs. He felt compelled to consolidate influence rather than oppose such control. If not, the city would once more be vulnerable to attacks. He was given tacit approval to handle the local church affairs for the Prince. Through his knowledge and growing charisma (and Presence), he was more than adequate for this activity.

Sadly, Rutger enjoyed a few years’ interim of relative peace before the Ottoman Invasion began and with it came another Sabbat siege. This time, with so many other Camarilla strongholds already conquered, the enemy could focus more of its deadly power on Venice. With this wave came Black Hand killers. The battles were bitter and relentless, and the deaths of Kindred mounted on all sides.

For decades this perpetual siege lingered, making common nightly business impossible to conduct. Repaying the boons he owed came in nightly defense of one another’s unlives, and if more was expected there was no time now to demand recompense. The Kindred could barely hold onto survival, never mind their assets. During this bloody period, Rutger began to finally question the nature of God Himself. His faith was all but gone. Daliah and Palaimon survived for nearly fifty years until a final big push stomped out the local Giovanni in one fell swoop, and with that major ally crushed the fall of the city was inevitable. Escape plans were made, but the Black Hand got to the council of Elders first. The Prince and Primogen, including his sire, were all murdered and diablerized. Rutger and only a few others managed to slip under the Sabbat’s radar and flee the city.

Fallout Shelter

The survivors fled by sea, and the long journey took them to London, England, where the British Brujah offered a welcome to their Italian brethren. Of course, the Ventrue always dominated England. This was a humiliating experience, to come crawling to the Ventrue for the shelter. But he managed, avoiding the Bluebloods while settling into this new and very different land.

He joined with local Brujah who sought to change the system from within. He ardently believed that a change in mortal culture and society would wrought a change in Kindred society, too. After all, where did Cainites come from but humanity first? The Brujah commanded influence in the House of Commons primarily, notably the early form of the Labor Party. Yet pressure from the Ventrue and other established clans made it impossible to change much of anything. So he at least utilized this interim period, until roughly 1815, to adjust to the English culture. He learned more about the rest of the world (through the eyes of the British Empire), and came to understand the Camarilla political machine much better. This transition from the youth of a neonate whelp to an experienced ancilla evoked subtle changes in Rutger’s personality, most notably turning him from an internalist to a man possessed with altering the world without.

Il Confessore

Finally, the hypocrisy and stagnation of English Kindred intrigue was enough for Rutger. He heard that the Brujah were still freely in control of Sicily, and opted to move back to his home country (more or less). The Prince of Palermo, Antipater, welcomed Rutger. The ancilla learned that the Brujah had powerful allies in the form of loyal mortals in Sicily. So Rutger became like a confessor for the people here, to both the local dons and their Kindred puppeteers.

He helped keep ethics and religion in a land so self-focused that greed was quickly consuming the local Cainites and even the dons. He argued that faith was stronger than fear, and the Sicilian Kindred agreed. Callousness was confronted and negated with his advice. Once more, Rutger found a reason to turn inwards. But he did not seclude himself as he did in his fledgling years, but merely focused his desire to improve and progress society on Palermo alone. He focused on strengthening his own will and spirit, as well as developed healthier open (if Masqueraded) ties to mortals in a peaceful, largely agrarian environment. Indeed, he was virtually viewed as a mafia don, and earned the nicknamed Il Confessore.

In this time of relative levity, he once more met a nice girl. This time it was the widow of a mafia don he consoled. Her name was Caprice and they felt drawn to one another as only gentle, timeless romance can. He ghouled Caprice and kept her by his side. Secretly, she was a test to see if he was still even human enough to truly love. Were the criminal and Cainite activities of his nightly life growing too much for his immortal soul? And it seemed the answer was no: for nearly forty years, as late as 1885, Caprice and Rutger were almost inseparable. He remained faithful, but as time went on she grew suspicious and jealous anyway – a side effect of the psychological impact that ghouling could have on humans. In the end, she lost her sanity and in a jealous rage she tried to kill them both by setting fire to their haven. She perished; Rutger escaped.

New Life

Back in ’55, Rutger was made Primogen to fill a once-empty post in Palermo (Antipater simply fulfilled clan management duties as well as the Prince role). He served well and quickly acclimated to the intrigue of Salons held within the halls of Elysium. As one of the last free Camarilla cities in that part of Europe, it attracted many traveling Elders. Rutger earned the respect of European Kindred far and wide for his quiet wisdom and sharp-witted passion for order and humanity.

But when Caprice committed suicide, he grew bitter and withdrawn again. He appointed a successor and turned to political analysis from the background. He retired from the Primogen position, though lingered in the country for another ten years. Antipater voiced regret for Rutger’s decision, but promised a reference should he ever choose to leave.

And that night came at the turn of the century. The Benitulli crime family was pressured out of the Old Country, and immigrated to America in 1895. Il Confessore joined them and lingered in New York City with the Benitullis as they considered their options with a strong mafia presence already established in the Big Apple. Moving west was well advised, and Rutger felt leery about the major city’s history of Jyhad.

Our Thing

Because of the waystation-styled trade, the Benitullis re-settled in Kansas City, Missouri. It proved a very lucrative locale to control. They bought out the regular merchants as the city grew from a dusty cattle town into a booming metropolis. Rutger helped oversee the establishment of this local branch of the La Cosa Nostra. Once more, he assumed the role of Il Confessore, and spent the next few decades exerting control of the mob. Why did Rutger dive into organized crime? It was a distraction, a means to head off recognition of drifting humanity. Shooting stars never really just disappeared; in truth, they slowly faded away.

The ensuing violence of turf wars between rival families in the 1920s and 30s, worsened by the lucrative smuggling business of booze (thanks to Prohibition), was something Rutger mitigated the best he could. As a result, he earned the respect of the English-born Prince, Solomon Winfield. Though Solomon was Ventrue, he recognized that the Idealist’s vision of a stable Camarilla city was not so different from his own. They were about the same age, and Rutger voiced total disregard for the ambition of becoming Prince (always a plus). He exchanged boons with the Prince, particularly with the loaning of mob ties (and soldiers), while likewise keeping the local Brujah Anarchs in line. Most of the local Brujah were old school cowboy-styled ruffians; a few were budding socialists. At Rants, all of them showed Rutger total respect. He swaggered with a quiet, fearsome gangster-fashioned cool. In short, he exuded presence without Presence. Rutger was made Primogen of the Brujah as early as 1920.

As World War II terrorized the planet, Rutger helped the Benitulli score lucrative trucking and shipping contracts with the US military. He precipitated conflicts with the Anarchs who were swept up with the fervor of fascism and anti-fascism. One such charismatic young Brujah Iconoclast, Ike Belter, took the anti-fascism too far, and began to work up the clan into unnecessary resistance against Prince Solomon. Such unnecessary treason, Rutger scolded, could only wreck everything the clan worked for and earned. He pointed out that power corrupted, and by remaining Primogen – and backing him as Primogen – the Brujah could influence the city far more effectively without taking the heat of the throne. Ike vigorously disagreed, but discovered Rutger was no pushover. He was forced to slay the rebellious whelp, and this quieted the clan.

The Old Man

It was Ike’s death that brought the realization that Rutger was now truly an Elder. With the death of Ike and his ties to the mafia and their violent misdeeds, he feared he was damned for sure no matter what he did. Once more, he turned to mitigating the soul. But instead of abandoning his post and influence, he shifted his sights to the labor unions. Rising from the ashes of the war, unions were stronger than ever. He saw them as a key to helping humanity overcome its natural tendencies toward greed and cruel authority. He sponsored their growth with donations and dialogue, and helped them oppose all threats. Another in-flux of Chinese immigration to the area brought the first test. He helped forge contracts with local companies and businesses to hire only “real Americans”, to hire only “men of quality” that met standards of hard workers and accepted “true American culture”. Of course, union members met these standards simply by merit of being union members, and there were Chinese-American Teamsters under Rutger’s watch. It was just an anti-immigration ploy.

In turn, Rutger did the Prince a favor by helping to block the expansion of Cathayans – Asian vampires. They were immigrating with this new wave of Chinese into the Little Asia district. One sneaky Kuei-jin paid Rutger a personal visit in his haven in ’67, calling himself Guo Aiguo of the Crane Clan. At first, their discussion was quite civil and peaceful, as they argued the politics of capitalism versus socialism and the best, most moral methods of influence over humanity. In the end, the Cathayan’s condescending attitude infuriated Rutger and he frightened the vampire off with Dread Gaze.

Salons

Meanwhile, Rutger remained active in Camarilla politics. He attended local and regional Salons. Many were hosted right there in Kansas City, since it was such a central hub in the Midwest. For the most part, he listened to the Harpies play their games, and stayed close the Brujah Primogen from St. Louis. Together, they were the only two Brujah to regularly attend the Salons. From his clanmate, he learned the secrets of Alecto’s Scourge, a fitting curse with which to punish the small-minded posturing Cainites that frequented these meetings.

Rutger felt that the intrigue rife within the sect was often pointless and counter-productive. He resolved to try and change the system from within, starting by setting an example as a rolemodel Elder. Whenever he learned of double-crossing deceit, he exposed the conspirators to all of the Elders, and became known as a whistleblower and not to be trusted with secret schemes of power-grabs and defamation – the anti-Harpy. He was viewed as “boringly” honest and deliberate, even simple. His own clan held mixed feelings; Idealists and Individualists tended to respect him, while most Iconoclasts saw him as a patsy of the Ventrue. But they lacked the power to replace him, especially since the Prince and other Primogen liked him. Deimens Tor, the Primogen of the Nosferatu, especially took a liking for the younger Elder, and the two engaged in regular, healthy debate and discussion.

Defending the System

But diplomacy was dead as soon as the Sabbat came onto the scene. The growth of the Anarch movement in the area after World War II covered the arrival of a number of Sabbat infiltrators. They set up the first siege in 1958; Rutger heard from his younger clanmates on the street that the Sabbat were attacking, so he mobilized and rallied the clan to the city’s defense. They focused shock troops on the Tremere chantry while dispatching Black Hand assassins after the Elders. The unit that assaulted Rutger found a small army of loyal mafia soldiers, ghouled and rearing for a fight, in their way. As they fell to the deadly Black Hand killers, Rutger disassembled his enemy piecemeal with Presence. Alecto’s Scourge sent them spiraling into mindless frenzies that they often and so easily welcomed. While immunizing them to pain, it didn’t immunize them to shotgun blasts blowing their legs clean off, a much easier feat to accomplish when they weren’t carefully skulking in shadows. Still, despite the Brujah’s commitment, the Iconoclasts didn’t get the coup they hoped. It was the Ventrue that turned the tide of the battle with riverboat snipers.

The Sabbat recovered and struck again in ’69. They used the war protests and riots as a curtain to hide a massive, sudden attack on the Camarilla’s bases. This time Rutger turned the tides by recruiting the Anarchs and Iconoclasts into a single potent force that drove the Sabbat back. The third siege in ’83 ended easier, and the implications rippled disturbingly throughout the city. The Sabbat made the mistake of mounting their siege from Little Asia, and never saw the Kuei-jin coming. Brutal sneak attacks still managed to kill the Toreador and Tremere Primogen in their favorite nightclub and chantry respectively, but overall the Camarilla was holding, and the city took the conflict as gang warfare.

The last siege arrived in 1991. This last burst of major sect violence derived from Little Mexico, and it was a desperate and bitter battle between rallied partisans. Both sides lost many friends and comrades. Afterwards, though the Sabbat were all but vanquished from Kansas City, the Camarilla lost control of Little Mexico and Little Asia. The Giovanni dug themselves into Little Italy, making control of that district uncertain, too. Of course, Rutger maintained his haven there, and had peaceful relations with the Giovanni and the local don, Urbano Muras. He learned they managed to take Venice back from the Sabbat, and knew they would erstwhile allies against the Sabbat here in the future.

Nostalgia

Throughout the 20th century, Rutger ultimately grew more withdrawn. He tended to spend more and more time in philosophical and ethical reflection. He pondered siring childer of his own, but he felt no one was particularly worthy of that sacrifice of his humanity. In 2001, he decided to make a secret trip to the Old World for nostalgia’s sake, informing only Prince Solomon and his clan whip. He visited Palermo and met with the heads of the old mafia families. They thought he was merely a descendant of the famous Il Confessore, a falsehood he did not deny for the sake of the Masquerade. When they learned of Rutger’s influence in the LCN, they thought to offer an olive branch.

That olive branch came in the form of Nicia Volante, a beautiful Sicilian girl and a genuinely spoiled mobster’s daughter. While in Palermo, he wooed the young woman, attracted to her fiery temper, class, and determination in every little thing. She reminded him of Giada, in fact. Together, they vacationed in Venice for a few days. They hit it off and he agreed to take her in, returning to the US together. She could be just what he needed to reinvigorate the ennui threatening his long existence.

Heralds of the Last Dusk

Back in America, he ghouled Nicia and let her in on the secret of the Kindred (the basics only). And he made it known to the local families and Kindred that she was his “trophy wife”. Anyone who went after her for a snack or to Embrace her, especially to get at Rutger, would only enrage the mafia, which would strengthen Rutger’s influence and muscle. Of course, he hid how much he actually cared about the woman, and prayed no one was stupid enough to mess with his Nicia.

Feeling more revitalized than ever, he returned his focus to a more external agenda. With Deimens, they researched the legends of the Kindred and the prophecy of Gehenna. In fact, at a Salon where the two Cainites whispered their concerns, they were offered membership in the so-called Gehenna cult, the Heralds of the Last Dusk. Over the next several years, he and Deimens worked out they would react and handle such monumental events. They slowly built an argumentative thesis on how to best change the Camarilla to adapt to these realities. The Elder Salons especially needed a serious shift in purpose, in view of all the external foes they faced, never mind what Gehenna could bring. But Rutger knew he faced an uphill battle against the establishment and longed for peace from it all.

Significant Other


Nicia Volante comes off as little more than fluff on a successful businessman’s arm. As a mafia chief’s daughter, she is indeed a spoiled trophy wife-type of girl. But Rutger needs just that sort of vivacity to keep him feeling human. So he adopted, ghouled, and seduced young Nicia completely. He caters to her every whim and feeds her temperamental lifestyle guiltlessly, loving her with a fierce passion many would envy.

Unfortunately, her blood and temperament reacted poorly enthralled to the Brujah. In 2009, she lost control and flew into a frenzy that accidentally injured Rutger. Having already been fed up with a rash of arguments with the spoiled brat lately, he lost himself in frenzy, too. When it was all over with, she was lifeless in his arms. He wept for Nicia and saw her to a proper burial. But proper burial means nothing to the will to exist. She crawled out of her grave and returned to him. The spats continue, only now Rutger finds it almost impossible to hurt her, while she can put a beating on him for a change. How...glorious!

Nicia

Military Force


Rutger's "Military Force" consists solely of a small group of a dozen Benitulli mobsters. These low-level mafia soldiers are under his influence. While they are not ghouled or even controlled by Disciplines, they are loyal and effective enough to handle most urban conflicts.

Weakness
Inevitable Fury


Despite his Idealist ways and beliefs, Rutger can never hold back all his frenzies. They will happen, endangering the lives of his friends and brethren and threatening his influence and position.

Likelihood of Corruption


High.

Despite his best efforts, Rutger is dirty and temperamental. The slide into Wassail isn’t a matter of if but when.

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