Of course, a strange message sent out to so many places couldn't help but receive attention from more than the intended audience.<br/><br/>Most of it would come to naught, as the old language couldn't be decrypted by normal means. Such a small sample was simply stacking impossibilities upon impossibilities.<br/><br/>Aged vampires would hear of it, and wonder, whose move was this? Or perhaps whose feint was it?<br/><br/>The mystic ones, the lightning ones, would search for meaning. Some would find it too late, others would find their own inspiration in the strange words.<br/><br/>The eldest of the Wyld ones would shudder, some primal memory half-remembered, and be driven to some incomprehensible action.<br/><br/>The changing ones would note it, but find nothing, for even those that were called the Memory of Gaia did not know.<br/><br/>But, there was a small group not Exalted, and each of those beings could read and understand. Several would not care for the acts of the Chosen in this strange new world, unless the Exalted were to interfere with the plans of the old immortals. Several would try and avoid the Exalted, for fear of enslavement or destruction.<br/><br/>And a few would make arrangements to interfere directly.