Vampire: the Requiem

The blood calls softly in veins and splashed on the floor. The city has a heartbeat, too, and it only has so much blood to spill. When the greedy creatures of the night drink too deeply, to whom will the city come to be repaid?

Friday

7:00 Clan meetings 8:00 Game starts

Sunday

7:00 Covenant meetings 8:00 Game starts

Mage: the Awakening

Have you picked a side yet? It is looking like we’re gearing up for a fight, are you ready? What was that, was that a whisper from your past confronting you. Are you some sort of witless child to freeze up like that, how dare you let them down, it is your fault you were to slow to save them, all that is left of them is a scream on the wind and a defaced head stone.

You're ready now.

Friday

10:00 Game starts

Sunday

2:00 Game starts

Changeling: the Lost

In my dream I had a number and the world was upside-down, or it me? In my dream I saw the Hedge - past, present and future, all things at once. In my dream I saw the arms fly off the clock blades, wedges pinning the struggling weave of time. A hungry monster rising from the mirrored, murky depths. She is coming. She has always been here. She never left.

Friday

2:00 Game starts

Sunday

10:00 Game starts

Werewolf: the Forsaken

The scarred woman breathes deeply as she watches the famine around her. The sounds of the dying are conspicuously absent, because there are none left to make them. Even their bones are devoured and gone.

She coughs, and there is crimson red flecking her lips. She knows the sacrifice that she must make, but will it be enough? She hopes that the others will see the light of the fire and join her in death.

Saturday

10:00 Game starts

Vampire: the Masquerade

A holy crusade is trumpeted by mortal and kindred alike.

The Prince of light calls forth the faithful to purge the darkness from the world.

The Sleeper’s watcher asks his followers to help to sate the damned before they awake.

But the mad ones smash seals and broker deals seeking to bring the signs into alignment.

And Nightmares haunt the dreams of all mortal men.

Blood, ash and death will be upon the red rocked scar.

No one is quite sure who cut Australia off from the rest of the world, but overnight we were suddenly alone. Mystical walls and firewalls have stopped all communication and travel with the outside, but everyone knows why. Nobody except the Elders still deny something is coming. The Tremere Justicar advised that the nation has been secured to ensure the contamination of the United States disturbance could not be spread to this land. The Inquisition, more honest, declared they had walled in the infernal threat so they could ensure it did not escape. But the kindred of Australia are not looking to their traditional hierarchy for leadership, instead they gather around two Ancients preparing to do battle.

The two camps appeared overnight around Ayers rock. Each one carefully keeping watch upon the Rock, and the camp on the other side of it. The gathering forces of the “Prince” and the “Snake” started as a slow trickle at first, but they have turned into a roaring river as everyone has sensed the time of the battle is nearing…

Saturday

7:00 Game starts