These are the words that Caine said, regarding our Progeny as he ruled in Enoch, as King. Hear the words of Caine Law-Giver: "Thou shalt not make Progeny against My will, and if you are given leave, then choose of those Children of Adam well, think of them as your future Brother or Sister. Look to the everlasting night ahead, and know Uriel's Prophecy: that forever shall Childe rise up and slay Sire. Know thou that, as in all things, the Father overcomes the Childe, the Mother her daughter: Only through me will you come in Truth, Only through me will you come in Peace, Only through me will you come Awake to your Power. Know thou that the right of life or death, as it was in My times, will ever be the Sire's over the Childe's, for it has been set in Heaven as well as in this world, the way of things. My Father, Adam, over me, I, over you, you, my children, over all Progeny you get. Thou shalt not suffer your Childe to live if it is found that he has killed one of your Brothers and has drunk his heart's blood. This is the Serpent's Way, and I will not abide by it.

Thou shalt not Embrace those who are unworthy, thou shalt not use the Embrace as punishment, neither shall you Embrace the youngest, who should live long before being brought into My Family, so that the wisdom of our line will grow. Thou shalt not Embrace those who are diseased, insane, or full of ill humors, for they will taint the Blood. Never shall there be more Kindred of Caine than Kindred of Seth in a place, neither should there be one of Caine for every three of Seth. All Childer should learn from their Sire, the Law and the Traditions, the Rites and the Customs, as I have given them to you. Thou shalt not Embrace the Moon-Beasts, for these creatures should be outcast and called Abomination. Neither should you taste of their blood, for they are forbidden, they bring Death to our door. Embrace not the blood of the Enlightened, rather listen to their words, watch their actions, and move swiftly against them should they strike: a useful word, but often too sharp. Taste not the blood of the Wild Ones, for in it is Madness, neither should you Embrace them: for you will not survive it. Embrace not Love, for Love in My Embrace will grow cold, wither, and die."

The Rules of the Canaille

These are the words that Caine said, regarding the Children of Seth, as he ruled in Enoch, as King. Hear the words of Caine Law-Giver: "We are given Domination over the line of Seth, third son of Adam, as he is our youngest Brother, we will watch over his Children as if they were our own, we will show them the right way, and in return, they will serve us all of their days. They will serve us while the Sun rides the sky, and watch over our house, with quenching water, against Michael's Fire. They will feed us, and provide us with clothes, they will dance for us, and provide us with song. They will lay with us, and provide us with comfort, they will advise us, and we will listen to their advice. They will worship us, and we must not allow their worship. Thou shalt not become as a God to the Children of Seth, for the One Above, growing jealous in his sky, will strike down the line of Caine forever. Remember gentle-faced Ashtareth, remember golden-fat Baal, remember strong Tammauz, know thou that the Children of Seth will rise up with weapons from the One Above, and conquer us, should we be as gods to them. Thou shalt guide the Children of Seth as a sheperd guides his flock, and cull them as they are needed. Thou shalt cleanse their blood, and keep all of them free from disease.

Of The Feeding

Find you a place that is yours, and the mortals that dwell there, let them be your sheepfold, let them be your cup, let them be your holy bread. Of the Gifts of Caine Mark ye that a Mortal who, marked with the Power of another Cainite, does a thing, ye verily, he does it as if that Childe of Caine did it, and that Kindred will pay the price of crime or retribution, just as he had done the thing, for in this way, there is an Accounting to be made, and the Children of Seth not be merely swords in the hands of dark strangers. Mark well the threefold drinking, the Bond of Blood, and let those of Seth's Children with great skill, come to serve the Children of Caine, as it is we are the first part of Wisdom, and should be served. As well, Blood Bonds, know that there is no greater Bond than Caine has with his Childer, and through Me, all chains are broken, all shackles are shattered. Mark well the Children of the One Above, the Cherubs, the Seraphs, the Archangels, for their touch will burn you as does the Flame of Michael. Mark well the Children of the One Below, the Serpent's Kin, for their touch will burn you as well, and their tongues will delude and deceive you. In need, you may feel the Beasts of the field, of your Blood, and husband them: they will grow strong and loyal, but beware of the Beast with the Beast within, and feed not a Hunger that may not abate.

Of Those Who Serve

Those you choose to bless with the Potence of Caine, may come to live within your house, to protect you, let no one Embrace these guardians, let them be given blood at the appropriate time: let their Strength be your Strength, Strength that does not abate with the sun. Let their Eyes be your Eyes, Eyes that can see in the day. Let their Ears be your Ears, Ears that can hear while you slumber. Let those who serve be named greatest of the Children of Seth, and most privileged. Let them enjoy the fine cloth of the Kindred, let them enjoy the gentle music of the Kindred, let them know the sweetness of our wine. Let us protect them from those who would hinder and hurt them, and let us all rise up in outrage should one of those-who-serve be slain by another Kindred, for no Kindred has the right to kills another's Servant without provocation.

Of the Moon-Beasts

The Moon-Beasts, the one-who-change, they are the Oldest of all, before my father they roamed the lands. Tarry not in the path of them, avoid them, they are set upon us like wolves in the sheepfold. For we are of one kind, and they another. Beware of their sacred ground, walk softly through their wilderness. Their bite is as our bite, their claws are as our claws, tarry not in the path of them, they are of one kind, and we are another.

Of The Wild Ones

Of the mad ones, the wild ones, I say, first, drink not of their blood! But watch them, for they are beautiful in their wilderness, they are enchanting in their mystery, they are deadly in their war skills. Alone among the creatures of the night, they kept me company in the earth and brought me water when I was thirsty and could still breathe. Like Me, they were cast out, Like My Children, they are homeless, Like My Children's Children, they wander, Like my Mother and Father, they know too much, but they keep their own counsel, and, of them, I say mark me well, keep silent! Say nothing. Watch, and learn.

Of the Enlightened

The Moth of Power, dark Lilith, is of the greatest of them, but there are others, and more yet to come. Drink not of their blood, for they will ensnare you, keep wary of them, they are crafty. They know Adam's knowledge, and Eve's wisdom, they are the bringers of fire, the tillers of soil, the husbanders of animals, the bringers of writing, they are the Sun-children, the Rising Stars. They will seek to involve you in their journey, Resist! Resist! Their path disregards hunger, blood, and body. Trust not the ones with bright eyes towards the dawn: remember always, it is Dawning that brings your death.

Of Those Spirits of the Dead

Mark you well: there is a place beyond spirit, beyond life which is Darkness, Shadow, and there Shadows dwell. An island, a fortress, a land of the Dead, I have traveled there through a pathway of doom and I have witnessed the dread king of the Stygian City as he sat at court. I have seen the faceless hooded ones traversing River Styx. They swarm about us like flies on a putrefying corpse, and like us, feed on fear, ecstasy, and anger. Dead they are, but undead, and they are closer to us than we will ever know. The Blood of my Brother cries out to me as I sleep as the Sun crosses the sky, I hear my brother, second-born Abel, screaming. Mark well the spirits of those who have died, know their strength is not your own, listen to their words: they carry wisdom. Listen not to their songs: that way is oblivion. Do not seek to bind them, but free them if you can, such is the commandment of Caine, who himself has been imprisoned and freed.

Of the Commandments of the Kindred

Thou shalt not slay thy Sire and drink his heart's blood.
Thou shalt hold the eldest among you as Lord, ever as I am your Father, the eldest is cloest to me.
Thou shalt honor each other's House.
Thou shalt honor each other's Domain.
Thou shalt not reveal yourselves as Gods to the Children of Seth.
Honor another's Progeny.
Honor always your sire.
Thou shalt teach your Progeny the ways of the Kindred.
Thou shalt not Embrace Love.
Thou shalt not feed of the Moon-Beasts, the Wold Ones, the diseased, the insane, or the drunken.
Thou shalt protect always those-who-serve.
To your Brothers and Sisters, always give hospitality. To your Sire's Brothers and Sisters, always give the best part of your house, to your Progeny's Brothers and Sisters give a roof from the Sun and the blood of a sheep, no more.
Never forget your Sire's Sire, Caine the Wanderer.
The Words of the Clan Chiefs

Brujah's Commandments

Throw off the Elder's shackles of the mind, reach into thyself and see the truth revealed. The Truth, as truth is seen, will illuminate your soul and heal your wounds. Know who you are, first, and be true to your self. You are my children, all, but I would sooner shatter you like flawed pottery than have your weakness be that you are but a flawed copy out of my mold.

The Words of Gangrel of his Childer

Lo my Children, you will walk the earth, wander far and carry these Words. Move one step before those who see by the Moon. Never abide weakness. Keep your children loyal. Walk with your head high. Let the Beast rule you. Mark where you hunt, so that your brothers and sisters will know and not intrude. Take all you need, but be mindful that the hunter can become the hunted and there are those who find us no matter how we flee. Should you become confused, go and eat only of animals for a moon, sleep in the earth and drink in sweet water. You will hear my voice in your ears like a distant bird's cry or lion's roar. And you will know what to do. Let no one say that the House of Gangrel is a dishonorable one, let no one say that we are not brave. Let no one say that we are not fair. You, a child of the Beast, a child of Darkness, are first among Kindred.

Malkav's Words

In the singing, shattered midnight, by the coral sands of time, through the bloody gates of heaven, past the sentries in my mind. Bring about the change so quickly, bring about the terror's night, bring about the blood of lovers, bring about the smell of fright. I see you watching where I walk, through the moonlit jasmine field, listen closely as I talk, about the stars and their lovers past. Past fields of poppies, burning bright, into towers of Blackened Bone, follow me, bastard of Caine, come with me. I have no home. As I drain your life's blood sweetly, as you sigh into my warm hands, as I suck your madness neatly, streaming down like crimson hands. I dance the dance of the fool, and pray you to find me mad, for if you lay hands upon the root, you'll know me, without illusion, and find me guilty of the truth.

Nosferat's Words

You are the children of Shadow, you are the sons and daughters of Darkness, seek the darkest place, make it your own, feed on the wicked, feed on the sinful, feed on the ugly souls, for which is our diet, such is our Father's wish, our pre-ordained meal. My childer, look not at your visage to curse me, for I know the beauty that lies within, and no greater beauty will there ever be.

The Words of Toreador to his Childer

Is quiet, you will know beauty, in beauty you will know truth, in truth you will know love, in love, you will know quiet. My children, my creations my beautiful things, watch and listen, listen and watch, use your sight, to see the truth in beauty, use your speed, to stay still, use your beauty, to know truth. My children, my creations. gentle roses all, I have called for your sculpture, I have called for your pictures, I have called for your song, I have called for your dancing. Beautiful children, beautiful creations, gold is not as precious, honey is not as sweet, milk not as pure. Like the tiger, you bite, like the hawk, you dive, like the cat, you stalk, Beautiful predators! Sweet succubi! Daring incubi! Taste virgin's blood and find bliss! Find your greatest part of Joy, follow your greates part of Joy, and know that I watch you, enthralled, my children, my creations, my beautiful ones.

The Words of Ventrue to his Childer

We ruled in Enoch! We ruled in the Second City! Dumuzi! Gilgamesh! Zeus! Jupiter! We are every great man, every perfect man. We rule, not by strength, but by right. Be the law-giver, the tool-maker, carry the sacred [Me] to the people, keep the covenant, bind those that rebel, glory in those who fight and win, keep strong swords about you always, and sharp eyes at your back. Cower not in fear of the Sun! Shrink not from Fire! Though cursed we may be, we are the Lords of the Earth, and all things fall under our domination.

Saulot's Words

Know you are made to be unmade, you are the white lamb, the gentle sacrifice, you are the greatest part of the bounty of Caine, and on your shoulders shall be his greatest Sin, for alone among the children of Caine I have asked, the One Above for forgiveness, and I have been visited by the worst of the One Below's demons, those snakes, which bit me in my sleeping, those foul wyrms who suck my blood, I learned from them to take the blackness from the blood, the wounds from the flesh, the evil from the soul. And though I may die, my childer will live on. Open thy Eye, and see the world truly, and know that what you do now goes on to heal another generation.

A Valediction, Forbidding Diablerie

And the enemies of Caine were great, and fell to fighting over his trail like hounds, the scent would not abate through flood and moon, and much travail. The hunter's skill was great, as they looked for their Father, and they did see... ancient Discipline used they to find the road of Shal-ka-mense. They came at last to that secret place where Caine hid, amongst the waters, showing himself, Caine called them under, "Gentle sons, gentle daughters, Why do you disturb my slumber?" And they tried to embrace their Father with steely things and things of wood, but lightning Caine, fast-moving Caine, would not be stopped by such as them. Under the curling, blasting waters, beyond the pool of Veyd-sah-me, in the grotto of Shal-ka-mense did they gather, to embrace their sleeping Father's form. Found him sleeping? Found him wakeful, battle-ready, eyes abright, smiling at his ancient childer waging war in the waxing light. Now the stars they one by one blot their ways into lightning sky, now the fires burn hell and cinder, now the heat reveals the pyre. Too long! The hunters waited further, Too long! They did by Veyd-sah-me, tarry long enough to see the light of Dawn upon their Father's Face. And in the turning, burning Mark, they saw the Finger of God's own hate, twisting, curling, God's own Word it set apart Caine's lonely fate. And as they burned in hell-bright fires, as they saw the melted flesh, as they burned with their own Kindred, Caine blessed more funeral pyres, taking in his bloody Sacrament. Seek no the blood of thine own Elder, seek not the blood of thy Sire's Sire, seek not that made thee Kin, for thou will feel the funeral pyre, when thou dost pay for thy immortal sin.

Caine's Law and Punishment

It is very hard, my children, to prescribe for you the punishment of burning, of exsanguination, of beheading, of torture, of paralysis, of the sundeath. You are my Childer: alone among the rest of existence, you are my only companions, forever will we be locked in the way that fathers are bonded with their sons and sons to their fathers. And yet, I will root out the bad seed, I will weed out the worst of you, I will prune my dark tree, in the manner that my Father, Adam, taught me.

Proverbs

"Go not to the Clan of the Rose for advice, for they will give no single answer."
"Watch Gangrel, and when they are uneasy, leave"
"The first to die in any Jyhad are Nosferatu."
"Bless those who fight our natural enemies, keep safe the water-bearer, the builder, the undertaker. These are not to be prey."
"Let not the priest, poet, or peasant see you feed. Not none of them will leave it be."
"Let Honor be your shield, your sword, and your cloak: let Ventrue save face, and you will go far."
"To rid yourself of an enemy, outlive him."
"Vengeance is best when the blood is still hot."
"Know that in all times there will be Caesar: pay him his due."
"Fight the first battle, win the first war."
"Watch your own Childer: on the lips of all is the honey-taste of Diablerie."
"One sip of Blood, I take. Two sips, I accept. Three sips, I rufuse."
"Bargain not with the Darkness: in time it will take us all."
"Ride the Beast, do not let it ride you."
"Make not friends among the Poets, they will sing too much of you."
"Be not known. Seek shadows."
"When the Cross has a point, find your safety."
"Take gently from women. Take directly from men. Take sweetly from children. Take haltingly from animals. From Kindred, share. From the Moon-Beasts, feast." "Be as King: your sacred duty is to protect the weak and fight the mighty."