I advertised this game a few months back, but life got in the way. Well, now it's officially started, and we're playing! But we lost a couple players to a new baby, so we're looking to find some replacements.

We play in Hollywood park, Monday nights from 6-10 pm, weekly.

The setup:

“The sixth tradition: The Destruction
Thou art forbidden to destroy another of thy kind.
The right of destruction belongeth only to thine Elder.
Only the Eldest among thee shall call the Blood Hunt.”

When they call it the City of Angels, they give it too much credit. Precariously led by the mad Prince Analise Perdita, Los Angeles is a besieged city of fledglings. All young, all new to the laws of the Night, there are still so many that have the strength, the Generation, to rival the power of so very many Elders. It doesn't matter who you are. It matters who you appear to be. It doesn't matter what you did, it matters what you are seen to do. It doesn't matter what you are, it matters whose company you keep. The blood is the life, and all that. Become or becoming, it's not important so long as you put on a good show, and always, alway remember who's watching.

The young, estranged and disaffected are welcomed to this Neverland, the elderly, established and settled are pushed to its (and their) limits. Of course, some kinds of power can't be ignored, but one does what one must and what one can.

You don't have to be beautiful here, but it helps. You don't have to be clever but it will get you a great deal farther. This is a city of the Night Hunt, of coteries formed between half-grown neophytes none quite trusting the other. Trust is a rarefied commodity, here, but so is power. And you know what they say about power.

Welcome to Los Angeles, 1992. Welcome to the Childer's Crusade.

Our current characters:
Craig Connel, Tremere regent and whip.
Adine, Gangrel, attached to the retinue of the Ventrue Primogen
Jorge Navarez, Ventrue, sired by the Ventrue whip