Detroit By Night

It is tonight...it is dark...the city looms over the river, twinkling lights hiding the horrors within it's boundaries... To the North lies Canada, domain of the Sabbat. To the South, Chicago, also Sabbat territory. How long can Detroit hold out? How has it managed to hang on this long? Rumors periodically circulate that the Giovanni have a hand in the cities forces against the packs...protecting their own interests in gambling, drugs and prostitution. An unspoken agreement with the Cammarilla not to interfere in their operations...a mutual understanding, to stay out of each others way and cooperate when the forces of the Sabbat rear their ugly heads. Also lurking within the city is a small group of Brujah. Anarchs? Cammarilla supporters? One thing is certain, they hate the Sabbat! Bad blood flows between the Rydrs and the Sabbies, and the hard arse Brujah's will never sit still for an invasion of masquerade breakers. Paine Rydr especially is surrounded by mystique, is she as powerful as some think? The tall, pale woman keeps a low profile only her closest allies know anything about her, and what they know may or may not be the entire truth. The Murder City is as corrupt as any large populace, perhaps more so. There is money to be had, power for the taking, politicians and police officers to be bought. The last true Prince the city knew was in the form of a very tiny little black woman, Midnight. Of Cajun descent the little beauty ran the city with an iron fist under a velvet glove, finally giving up her position when her clan, the Gangrel, left the Cammarilla to become Independents. The stripper knows much of the cities past, it's secrets and the ways of it's streets. Befriending her can open doors on vast stores of information about the past history of leeches in the area, for it seems not much escapes her notice. Her club, Legends, lures the rich and powerful to it's dark confines. Deals are struck and lives are decided in the large, leather booths that surround the small stages of writhing dancers. Currently Kindred wise the City has undergone a face lift. A new Prince, a young Ventrue holds the reigns of Camarilla Power there. Also the Tremere have returned to the City. And now, perhaps one of the most enigmatic clans of all has reared it's head in the form of a little boy, The Cappadocians. Now it's the home of the Lord of the Great Lakes. The Sabbat have long made their forays into the City. But now find a City slowly becoming united in it's defense from outside and inside aggressors. Into this world of darkness comes new faces, a new Prince, one bent on showing his power and might. A vicious city, eating the weak and spitting their bones into the murky waters of the Detroit River. Power and riches for those strong enough to claim them for their own. Mystery and beauty and pain and pleasure...the city has much to offer those with the courage to call it home.


	Detroit By Night \| home Detroit By Night And you thought they just made cars The Clans Places Who's Who.. The ST's and General Info Combat and Systems It is tonight...it is dark...the city looms over the river, twinkling lights hiding the horrors within it's boundaries... To the North lies Canada, domain of the Sabbat. To the South, Chicago, also Sabbat territory. How long can Detroit hold out? How has it managed to hang on this long? Rumors periodically circulate that the Giovanni have a hand in the cities forces against the packs...protecting their own interests in gambling, drugs and prostitution. An unspoken agreement with the Cammarilla not to interfere in their operations...a mutual understanding, to stay out of each others way and cooperate when the forces of the Sabbat rear their ugly heads. Also lurking within the city is a small group of Brujah. Anarchs? Cammarilla supporters? One thing is certain, they hate the Sabbat! Bad blood flows between the Rydrs and the Sabbies, and the hard arse Brujah's will never sit still for an invasion of masquerade breakers. Paine Rydr especially is surrounded by mystique, is she as powerful as some think? The tall, pale woman keeps a low profile only her closest allies know anything about her, and what they know may or may not be the entire truth. The Murder City is as corrupt as any large populace, perhaps more so. There is money to be had, power for the taking, politicians and police officers to be bought. The last true Prince the city knew was in the form of a very tiny little black woman, Midnight. Of Cajun descent the little beauty ran the city with an iron fist under a velvet glove, finally giving up her position when her clan, the Gangrel, left the Cammarilla to become Independents. The stripper knows much of the cities past, it's secrets and the ways of it's streets. Befriending her can open doors on vast stores of information about the past history of leeches in the area, for it seems not much escapes her notice. Her club, Legends, lures the rich and powerful to it's dark confines. Deals are struck and lives are decided in the large, leather booths that surround the small stages of writhing dancers. Currently Kindred wise the City has undergone a face lift. A new Prince, a young Ventrue holds the reigns of Camarilla Power there. Also the Tremere have returned to the City. And now, perhaps one of the most enigmatic clans of all has reared it's head in the form of a little boy, The Cappadocians. Now it's the home of the Lord of the Great Lakes. The Sabbat have long made their forays into the City. But now find a City slowly becoming united in it's defense from outside and inside aggressors. Into this world of darkness comes new faces, a new Prince, one bent on showing his power and might. A vicious city, eating the weak and spitting their bones into the murky waters of the Detroit River. Power and riches for those strong enough to claim them for their own. Mystery and beauty and pain and pleasure...the city has much to offer those with the courage to call it home. «´``»@«´`»@«´`»@«´`»@«´`»@«*´` Note: This is a closed game, players must be sponsored in by folks the ST's already know. Yeah, I know that seems snobbish, but we'd rather have a small quality game than a Rydin free for all....