....But that is during the day. When the sun falls all are equal to the mighty hunters of the night. Kindred stalk the grounds of Transylvania with the stealth of a cat and killing potential of a lioness. Peasants and noble men are equal here, for Kindred care not who has birth right and who hasn't bathed in a year. Kindred lust for one thing: Power. And Transylvania is nothing more then a never ending struggle for it.
....The Tremere, newly created, wage a highly taxable war in defence against the mighty Tzimisce. The nights are filled with countless screams as Kindred die the Final Death. Gangrel slowly join their side as do Nosferatu in the war to end the Tremere's "birth". Others stand by; either watching in horror as these mighty clans shed blood, or merely standing by to help the loser to a seat, more readably easy to drain them dry as they catch their breath.
....However as all conflicts go, there is yet a third and a largely worse threat then the Tremere/Tzimisce war. The Baali war. The siege of demonic powers upon the earth that nothing so far has been able to force back into the vile pits of whence it came. The Baali grow stronger with each sun set and grow even more stealthy. They are a true threat, and with the night, stay one.
....The days are filled with struggle and the nights filled with blood curdling screams. No one is safe in Transylvania. No one. Welcome to our city. Wont you stay...?
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