"This, my childer, is the Long Night. The Age of Learning is toppled and forgotten. The Age of the Empire drowned in its own bile. This is an Age of Darkness. Look there, my childer, upon the lightless wild places, where no law exists save that of tooth and talon. Behold the human cities as well, where we may be as lords when the sun gutters and dies. Beware, my childer, of thy eternal enemies: of the savage ones, the skinchangers, who hunt as wolves. Of the knights of fire and sword, the witch-slayers. Of the burning scions of the Pit itself. But above all, my childer, beware one another, for we shall always be our own direst foes. This, my childer, is the Long Night. It is thine.."

"A world lit only by gaslight. An epoch of literature that "exposed" vampires to the world. An era of wealth, imperialism, industry and change. For the Kindred, these are the halcyon nights: the last Romantic period of their prominence before the encroaching cynicism of the modern nights pushed them forever from the eyes of suspicious mortals. It is a glorious fin de siecle, a brief period when the Damned are truly thrilled to be undead.."

"To see a World in a grain of sand, and a heaven in a wild flower, hold infinity in the palm of your hand, and Eternity in an hour.."

Moderator: san⋅guine

"Centuries of violence, corruption, and cynicism have sown a bitter harvest throughout the world. Wars rage and spill the blood of the innocent. Mercy and compassion are ground to dust beneath the hell of religious extremism. Faith is perverted by the schemes of politicians, priests, and criminals. Now a storm is raging in the spirit world, and the gates of Hell lie broken. The angels of the Abyss are free once more, and the fate of mankind hangs in the balance.."

"Their heritage is magic, their quest truth. Every culture has nurtured or condemned them. They lead humanity to the far horizon and beyond. They are mages, the inventors of sorcery, science and faith. For centuries they have battled to define existence and lead humanity to an enlightened age. Now, in an age when technology is humanity's magic, the magicians of yesteryear's mystic Traditions fight for survival and the key to the cosmos itself — Ascension."

"Only we can see the final Signs. The Eye of the Wyrm has opened. The Nation has splintered. The End Times are here. There is nothing left but War. And none left to fight but us.."

No one holds command over me. No man. No god. No prince. What is a claim of age for ones who are immortal? What is a claim fo power for ones who defy death? Call your damnable hunt. We shall see who I drag screaming to hell with me...

Sub-boards: Assamite, Brujah, Followers of Set, Gangrel, Giovanni, Lasombra, Malkavian, Nosferatu, Ravnos, Toreador, Tremere, Tzimisce, Ventrue, Deceased

Sub-boards: Ahrimane, Baali, Cappadocian, Caitiff / Pander, Daughters of Cacophony, Gargoyle, Harbingers of Skulls, Kiasyd, Lamia, Lhiannan, Nagaraja, Old Clan Tzimisce, Salubri, Samedi, Streea, True Brujah