The Setites came from Egypt and consider themselves as the descendants of Set himself. They are mistrusted more than any other clan, as they bring destruction and corruption after themselves. All clan members have a strange affiction towards serpents. Nickname: Serpents Sect: Neutrality is far too valuable for the Setites. They prefer to barter their secrets to both sides, but reserve their truly significant finds for the clan's exclusive use. Appearance: Most elders are Egyptian, North African or Middle Eastern. However the Snakes have embraced both men and women of all ethnicities in the past few decades. They usually have an impeccable taste in clothing and accessories. Haven: Although younger Setites aren't above the snatching the most practical crashplaces possible, the elders build their havens reverentially. Most members let snakes roam freely and the interiors are designed in ancient Egyptian style, though the clan became pretty multicultural in recent years. Clan Disciplines: Obfuscate, Presence, Serpentis Weakess: As creatures of the most ancient darkness, Setites have a severe allergy to bright lights, and sunlight in particular. Quote: Please. I'd thought you above such abysmal Judeo-Christian fallacies. "The serpent is not to be trusted." "Knowledge is the source of all evil." Why do you think parents instill such beliefs in the children - or that your sire reared you in like fashion? Why would they balk at sharing wisdom? Ah. You begin to understand. Would you like to sit and speak with me now? Stereotypes Nosferatu A not-so-subtle reminder of what we all are, and why it is pointless to play at anything else. Assamite It seems that our brothers have forgotten all their teachings at the mearest taste of a drop of vitae. And what implications this has... Ravnos Concern yourself not with the wandering adolescents of this clan; they are foolish and ignorant of their true lineage. It is the head of the rakshasa that bears watching, and its eyes opened again. Brujah They have forgotten more lessons than they've learned. Once worth a touch of respect, now...nothing, really. Toreador Such ardor is... admirable. I could become drunk on a Toreador's passion, and might drain him dry trying to fill myself with it. Gangrel Cunning in a savage sort of way, but lacking even the common sense of a wild dog. They have nothing we require, and are valuable only as an object lesson in control. Tremere How like a precocius child, with spectacles perched so seriously on his nose and a heavy book in his lap! Ah, but this little darling might eventually prove dangerous, and so requires a parent's gentle guidance... Giovanni Dangerous rivals, although they balance such crassly material priorities along with their search for enlightenment. Tzimisce Self-titled dragons who nonetheless crawl nightly on their bellies and feast on dust. They are crafty, but not so crafty as we. Lasombra Children of the void, though still fresh from the mother's teat and new-weaned on stolen vitae. Only the eldest among them have any idea of exactly what power they evoke. Ventrue They dislike us and spread slander against us, for they cannot accept that we are elder and of greater birth than they. Abide a while yet, and their rule will stop persecuting us soon enough. Malkavian Dangerous. They are the keepers of truths perhaps even older than we. Fortunate that the other clans are foolish enough to dismiss the mad ones' prophesying as delusion and rambling; were they wise enough to listen, Set's time might well have come before we were ready. Caitiff Like the others, save more easily led. Their thin blood betrays the Cainities' essential weakness.     Camarilla For all its skill at crafting Masquerades, it cannot see through its own veils. Sabbat A frightful mask does not a monster make. It simply makes a victim easier to spot.