Vampire Syndicate

You slide your dry eyelids back across your cold eyes and blink into the darkness of your haven. Breathlessly you rise and make your way through the darkened home, habits observed from your breathing days not so far distant a memory. The tips of your fingers caress the smooth cool glass that shields the photographs of loved ones from your taint as no fingerprints remain of your passing. You dress for the night and leave to feed.

Later that night, as the thrill of the hunt begins to settle and the the warmth of the stolen blood disperses throughout your dead body; you wind your way to Elysium at the request of the Harpy and her damnable phone messages.

Bremerton Letter

TRANSCRIPT OF THE INVITATION:

Good evening and good tidings friend.

You are hereby cordially invited to attend the first semi-annual presentation of "The State of Moderne Kindred Affairs" to be held after the start of the new calender year. You have been chosen carefully for your unique perspective of the world around you and your newly opened eyes to the Kindred condition.

Lodging accommodations will be provided upon arrival for the duration of your stay, meals are not provided. Pack or prepare to buy clothing and vittles for a small amount of months. Successful and insightful presenters will be gifted with the favor of the Prince. Those who exceed expectations will be granted one request within the Prince's power to achieve.

Welcome To Bremerton.

There are no other directions. Only a return address.
The Seneschal tells you all he knows is that the return address is in a city famous for one one thing: There is only one Kindred within it.
...Welcome to Bremerton.