Salem 1690 - The devil is among the people of Salem. You are a Hunter, time to burn.
Salem 1690 – Along in the dark, the early colonies of New England fend for themselves. Enemies lurk in the darkness, seeking to corrupt the people. The devil is among the people of Salem. You are a Hunter, time to burn.
You are a immortal, a kindred, a creature of the night - a vampire. How will you survive?
Hiding within the shadows of humanity lies a hidden society. This society feasts of blood and conspires against each other. This the dance macabre…you are an immortal, a kindred, a creature of the night…a vampire. How will you survive?
Horizon fell, the Traditions were in a shambles. The Technocratic Union weathered the storm only marginally better. A New Horizon council is meeting, right under your noses, but treachery is afoot.
The New Horizon Council is meeting, and not in their secluded playground in the Alps. The convocation is happening in the heart of Austin Texas, a stronghold of both Traditionalist and Union powers. The choice has confused many, and there is no great consensus among the awakened about the decision. Your cabal is deeply entrenched in the awakened community of Austin, and you know just how many cracks there are in that community. The council has been without leaders for nearly 15 years, and now they are opening a door to a new age in one of the most dangerous settings imaginable. There will be many who wish to sabotage this effort, and your avatars whisper to you in the moments between clarity that you have a role to play, but you don't yet know what that role is.
A Handful of Dust: 1933. You, a created monster, walk among the wasteland, seeking hope and humanity.
1933 The American Dust Bowl. Prometheans, created monsters live in the shadows of the world. Keep your identity secret, lest the people rise against your with pitchforks and torches. You, a created monster, walk among the wasteland seeking hope and humanity.
You are a nightmare come to life, a beast of myth & legend with an unending hunger. Now is he time to feast.
Myths and legends are not stories told by the campfire. They are real and live among the people of the world. You are a nightmare come to life, a beast of myth and legend with an unending hunger. Now is the time to feast.
It is said that Fetches are gathering & forming their own city, away from the eyes of the Changeling courts. You need to find out why.
It is said that Fetches are gathering and forming their own city, away from the eyes of the Changeling courts. Rumors say that they have discovered a doorway into the Hedge and are in contact with the Gentry, the arch enemy of all Changelings. The Changeling courts have formed a team of Changelings to find out why?
The year is 1985 & barring the odd nuclear war, you're going to live forever. It's an unlife of blood & excess. At least that's the line the old vampires are feeding you.
The year is 1985 and barring the odd nuclear war-you’re going to live forever. It’s an unlife of blood and excess. At least that’s the line the old vampires are feeding you. One among you however has come across a dangerous secret, and that secret just got out. If you aren’t quick to silence the talk, forever is going to be rather short.