Scions of elders, creatures of tradition and Tradition, the Camarilla is arguably the most powerful sect of Kindred ever to grace the world. With resources and influences that stretch across the world, with ghouls, contacts and allies in every continent, the influence of the Camarilla is impossible to escape in one form or the other. Beset on all sides by the Sabbat, by the Anarchs, by the Lupines and by themselves within, the Camarilla is at war constantly for its existence and yet battles to uphold the traditions that make up its very core. But how do you play the Camarilla on-line?

Fear
Camarilla Kindred live in fear. They're afraid of the Sabbat. They're afraid of the Lupines. They're afraid of what the Independent clans are doing. Elders are afraid of the Ancilla and Neonates, Ancilla are afraid of the Elders and the Neonates, the Neonates are just afraid of everything in this new and strange and definitely dangerous world. The clans are afraid of another (the Tremere and their magic, the Nosferatu in the sewers, the Brujah and their temper…), the Sect as a whole is afraid is afraid of the other creatures out there, and let's not even begin with the Inconnu and the Antideluvians (are they real? Are they not?)

Everyone is afraid of everyone else. No one can afford to trust another Kindred. But they have to, to some degree to survive. Yet they're still afraid.

Paranoia
Trust is a small, shallow thing. Yet the outside pressures, on the sect, on the Kindred within forces these paranoid, predatory, solitary creatures to trust one another. But you can't really, because that same Kindred who has to watch your back is also the one a hundred years from now who might want to take that private feeding ground of yours off you. What to do? You get paranoid.

There's a saying. "It's not if you're paranoid, it's whether you're paranoid enough". That is perhaps the best way to explain the thinking of any Camarilla Kindred, as they watch their backs consistently for the knife in their backs, the traitor in their midst, the boon that will be called in. Paranoia, engendered through the sect because there just isn't enough to go around.

Take two of these and call me in the morning

Fear and Paranoia. Dip and shake, swallow and now look closer at the Camarilla. The Traditions - the Masquerade ( Humans will kill us!!! The Prince will kill you, the Justicar will kill you, etc), Domain (this is mine, all mine, who will take it from me? They can't hit me in the front, so what are they doing behind my back?), Hospitality (Keep your enemies close), Destruction (Diablerie!!! Final Death!!! Power!!!) - ,the power structures - Sheriff (the fist), Keeper (the glove), Prince (judge, jury, executioner) -, Status - I got it, you don't. Stratification, they hate me, better the enemy you know than the one a hundred years younger -, Boons - got to collect them for a rainy day, got to get allies, got to make sure they keep their promises, got to make sure that I don't use it too soon, who's trying to do it to me?.

Fear and Paranoia. Within the Sect, outside the sect, tools for survival. Even the naked ambition of so many Ancilla, so many neonates. Not because they might want to be so powerful, but because they have to get up there first, have to makes sure no one steps on them first, make sure that they survive. Make sure that the one's that you stepped on before can't, won't step on you later.

Fear and Paranoia - take it up, shake it up, now wonder who can you trust? Are you paranoid enough?