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The Nosferatu are the ugliest creatures living among us. Their sole presence among humans is considered breaking the Masquerade, so they masteres stealth to a great level and move unnoticed. This greatly helped them becoming the spyes of the Camarilla, almost nothing can be hidden from them.
Nickname: Sewer Rats
Sect: Surprisingly, The Nosferatu belong to the Camarilla, despite obvious difficulties with upholding the Masquerade. Still, a fair number of Nosferatu joined the Sabbat.
Appearance: All Nosferatu are hideous. In addition, living in the sewers makes them smell just like they look like.
Haven: Dur to their disfigurements Nosferatu are forced living far from mortals, like in graveyards or sewers. These places are often much bigger than even Kindred can imagine and often are set up as part of a labyrinth, so they treat warily with Nosferatu 'kingdoms.'
Clan Disciplines: Animalism, Obfuscate, Potence
Weakness: As mentioned above, Nosferatu are truly loathful to look at. According to this, most social actions autimatically fail, excluding intimidation and the like.
Quote: Come here, little boy, howsabout a kiss? [phlegmy, wheezing back] Wazza matter? Big bad gangbanger's scared now? Don't so much like being a victim, heh? Well, get used to it, 'cuz you ain't seen the half of it!
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Malkavian
There's a nasty smell on the wind, and it's not us. Watch 'em, observe what they do. When you can't see 'em any more, run or hide.
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Assamite
This is bad. This is straight-up, fucked-up bad. Roll around in sewage; maybe they won't wanna bite you.
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Ravnos
Easily dismissed. Way, way too easily dismissed. I'm beginning to think we have made a bad, bad mistake here...
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Brujah
They talk a lot about equality and egalitarianism and other bullshit, but they flinch like the rest.
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Toreador
These pusbags sure make themselves easy to hate, don't they?
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Followers of Set
What have they got that we need? Money? Hah. Fancy clothes? Hah. A comfortable apartment? Hah. Lovers?!? Hah!!! Can't corrupt what's already filthy, gardenslugs.
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Tremere
You really thought abracadabras and eye of newt would let you dive in the deep end of the Jyhad? Idiots. Have fun in Hell.
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Gangrel
They understand - more than the others do, at any rate. We don't talk much, and the silence speaks volumes.
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Tzimisce
In theory, I can appreciate their conceit of being monsters through and through. Unpretentious, in a way. In practice, they're fucked-up bitches, and I hate 'em.
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Giovanni
You know that odor that comes off my skin after a good rain? The Giovanni I met had that coming from the inside. I smelled it coming out of her mouth when she sucked up to me about 'partnership.'
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Ventrue
Little Lord Fauntleroy sat on a throne, Little Lord Fauntleroy died there alone.
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Lasombra
Mean, mean bastards. Can't even trust the shadows when you're around 'em. They won't go down first or easy, I'll tell ya that now.
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Caitiff
Kick or be kicked, Lickboy. I know which one I'm going to do.
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Camarilla
Come on down here and give me that order again, Mr. Prince. Yeah, didn't think so.
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Sabbat
Do they really think that what they do is liberating?
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