City of Blood

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This weblog contains places for journals and stories relating to a face to face (tabletop, pencil and paper) RPG using Vampire: The Requiem in the World of Darkness setting.

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Sessions Five, Six and Seven During this time I achieved regnancy over Tessa and Trina. They are convinced they are in love with me; such is the power of the Blood. But they are most malleable now and I continue their training. It is a busy life to try to counter all the evils of a city overrun by Brood ...

Session Three & Four Aife introduced the newest member of our Coterie. His name is Ian and he is of a mysterious Covenant called the Order of Dracul. I won’t profess to know anything about that group, but nor do I really care. But Ian appears to be quite knowledge in Occult matters and his addition should be of benefit ...

Session Two I wasn’t in Belfast with my new Coterie long before we began to explore our new home. Ardoyne was rough, to be certain. But we could hide there. And, it wasn’t terribly far to the nearest pub, named Kelley’s. I rather liked that place, actually. I felt I could fit in there, because it didn’t feel ...

A New Mission Session 1 The women that met with my Sire the night I was sent away were as beautiful as they were powerful. One of them, the eldest, was named Roma, I believe. She seemed to know my Sire from a long time ago. They talked in private while I waited a distance away, out of earshot. ...

Training Adan, who had me refer to him as my Sire, trained me for six months. during that time I learned to wield the stealthiest and perhaps deadliest weapon civilization has to offer. That is, a knife. In the hands of a skilled fighter, the knife is the most effective close-combat weapon there is. They can ...

The Beginning The night my family died is a blur. It was an unusual thing for us to all have dinner at the same time. I was old enough that I was out of school and had my own job. Mom and Dad were usually busy with the farm. My “kid” sister was sixteen and very active in ...

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