Game VII – Masquerade
When:: Saturday January 21st 2017, 7pm – midnight
Cost:: $5, Raffle & Giveaways, chip-in Pizza & Pop
afterwards
Pre-Game Coffee:: You may each bring one written question for your character to have looked into/researched while in hiding and the Storyteller will answer it at coffee.
Where:: Jerry's Food Emporium
When:: 4pm - 6:15pm
Pre-Game Coffee:: You may each bring one written question for your character to have looked into/researched while in hiding and the Storyteller will answer it at coffee.
Where:: Jerry's Food Emporium
When:: 4pm - 6:15pm
With the coming of the fall equinox the
mortal’s news service become transfixed on numerous murders, kidnappings, and
strange sightings. The local news was alive with the story of 13 mortals,
prominent citizens of Saskatoon’s Willows area, that were found murdered and
dismembered on the grounds of the German Concordia Club the night that
everything began to fall apart. Warped mortals and animals were whispered about
stalking the streets and alleys of the Domain. The Kindred of Saskatoon were
forced to bend all their efforts to maintaining the Masquerade to insure their
own survival. Even with the Domain’s Kindred exhausting all their resources and
mortal influences someone noticed the activities
within the city.
Rumours circulated among the vampire populace of black SUVs that were spotted travelling the Domain. These vehicles were said to travel under diplomatic plates from Rome and carry specially trained teams of hunters carrying out their duties with diplomatic immunity, perhaps even with the human government’s sanction. In response to the presence of church sponsored hunters the Prince, new to the throne, ordered the Kindred population into the shadows. The importance of the First Tradition was never more real to those who once felt their powers set them above humanity. Several Kindred of the Domain disappeared during this time, perhaps some merely hid themselves away, but others may have fallen to the hunter’s fires.
For three months the Kindred of Saskatoon went to ground. In this time the Prince issued orders to keep the Kindred of the Domain safe from those who hunted them. Under her guidance the Primogen organized their clan’s resources to maintain the Masquerade; the Keeper kept the secret of the Elysium and maintained the location’s sanctity; the Sheriff provided protection to those Kindred whose havens lacked the proper preparations and gave them shelter as needed; the Scourge moved undetected through the streets carrying messages and keeping an eye on the movements of the hunters; and the Seneschal insured that all Kindred without herds were quietly provided bagged blood to sustain them. Even those who did not hold positions worked toward the good of the sect, opening Havens and Herds, as they were able, to clanmate and coterie.
In the New Year the sightings have faded away. Kindred control of the mortal world has spun the news to tell tales of monotony and the banal in Saskatoon. Slowly the hunters have been lead to believe their quarry destroyed, turned against the enemies of the Camarilla. Now, they are all gone. The hunters appear to have moved on, no longer do warped creatures stalk the city’s shadows, and the thing that was once whispered to be hidden beneath the German Concordia Club has gone silent. Now the Prince has issued a call to Elysium, a grand masquerade to celebrate the weathered storm and take an accounting of those who have survived these latest tribulations.
Rumours circulated among the vampire populace of black SUVs that were spotted travelling the Domain. These vehicles were said to travel under diplomatic plates from Rome and carry specially trained teams of hunters carrying out their duties with diplomatic immunity, perhaps even with the human government’s sanction. In response to the presence of church sponsored hunters the Prince, new to the throne, ordered the Kindred population into the shadows. The importance of the First Tradition was never more real to those who once felt their powers set them above humanity. Several Kindred of the Domain disappeared during this time, perhaps some merely hid themselves away, but others may have fallen to the hunter’s fires.
For three months the Kindred of Saskatoon went to ground. In this time the Prince issued orders to keep the Kindred of the Domain safe from those who hunted them. Under her guidance the Primogen organized their clan’s resources to maintain the Masquerade; the Keeper kept the secret of the Elysium and maintained the location’s sanctity; the Sheriff provided protection to those Kindred whose havens lacked the proper preparations and gave them shelter as needed; the Scourge moved undetected through the streets carrying messages and keeping an eye on the movements of the hunters; and the Seneschal insured that all Kindred without herds were quietly provided bagged blood to sustain them. Even those who did not hold positions worked toward the good of the sect, opening Havens and Herds, as they were able, to clanmate and coterie.
In the New Year the sightings have faded away. Kindred control of the mortal world has spun the news to tell tales of monotony and the banal in Saskatoon. Slowly the hunters have been lead to believe their quarry destroyed, turned against the enemies of the Camarilla. Now, they are all gone. The hunters appear to have moved on, no longer do warped creatures stalk the city’s shadows, and the thing that was once whispered to be hidden beneath the German Concordia Club has gone silent. Now the Prince has issued a call to Elysium, a grand masquerade to celebrate the weathered storm and take an accounting of those who have survived these latest tribulations.
After months in hiding the vampires of Saskatoon have once more been called to Elysium to attend the Prince's New Years Masquerade Ball. A moment in time for the Domain's Elders, an eternity for the city's youngest Kindred. Who remains? Who has fallen to the Hunter's flames?
