TWO PRINCES. BITTER RIVALS. AND A COTERIE CAUGHT BETWEEN THEM.
Marcus Verus, the vampiric Prince of Chester, secretly prepares to go into torpor. Should his plans be made public, the Prince knows the wolves — both real and imagined — would launch an attack, threatening all within his domain.
That's where you come in.
Legacy of Lies includes:
Basic rules... [click here for more]
We Deal in the Truth.
Every interaction, every fight, every clandestine meeting, it’s all about the truth. The truth hurts. The truth kills. But in the end, the truth protects. The truth shapes the world. Shape the world with us.
The Tal’Mahe’Ra, the Black Hand, plays the long game. They’re fighting a war of millennia, and the stakes could never be higher... [click here for more]
Born to Run
The Garou are born of two kinds: humans and wolves. These are their Kinfolk — those “of the blood.” These special people — whether of two legs or four — carry in them the hope of the Garou: the promise of future generations. Although Garou are born to Kinfolk, nobody knows they’re different until they undergo their First Change. Until... [click here for more]
Don’t run. Please. I know what I look like. I know you saw me, with my stitches and punctures and wires. I know you felt the Fire. It’s not my fault. It’s what I have instead of a soul. It’s how I know I’m alive. Don’t run! I don’t want to hurt you. I’m... [click here for more]
Did your heart seize up in your chest a little when I said that? It should. Those horrors you've dreamed of all your life - the arms dragging you down into the ooze, the thing with fangs and too many legs waiting in the dark, the sleek, silent killer dropping on you from a clear sky - they're real. But don't fret, little brother. You'll never have to wake up in fear, ever again. The... [click here for more]
You so-called ‘arisen’ and your mighty Wheel.That wheel… Fate itself… is as clay in my hands. I am not he who spins and spins until he is sick, but he who turns the wheel. I am the hand that ascended from the spoke, and into the maw. You people. You miserable, unknowing wretches. You children of a lost pattern. You are not even witnesses... [click here for more]