The Ravnos came from India and are very well known for their black humour. They are especially outstanding at three things: cheating, stealing and making chaos. Most of them can't stay in one place for more than a few decades and they live a nomadic unlife. Most Princes don't like having them in their cities for their bad reputation - not baselessly. Nickname: Deceivers Sect: The Ravnos go where they will and deal with whomever they will, and the sects be damned. Appearance: Most Ravnos are of Gypsy descent, of dark complexion, with darker hair and eyes. What is more, European Ravnos don't even embrace non-Gypsies. They favor colorful and beautiful clothing. Haven: The nomadic nature keeps the Ravnos going from time to time. Most have vans and they take shelter wherever they may. Those with mortal relatives often stay with their families for a while. Clan Disciplines: Animalism, Chimerstry, Fortitude Weakness: Each Ravnos has a weakness for some form of trickery, deceit or mischief, whether it be gambling, lying, theft, blackmail or even cleverly framed murder. Quote: If it'd be me stealing the sun, I wouldn't have given it to the humans to keep them warm. I'd have drowned it in the ocean and started buying the kine's souls by selling them fire. Stereotypes Malkavian They see too damn much and don't buy into anybody's delusions but their own. Don't like them, not one bit. Assamite They've become even worse ghuls than ever before. The only good thing about them is that now the other clans hate and fear them so much that you can easily get plenty of cold bodies between yourself and one of those devourers. Nosferatu Their eyes and ears are just too damn sharp for their own good. Be a shame if something... happened to those catacomb crawlers. Brujah Go ahead and let them rattle their cages. If they bend the bars, we'll follow them out - and if the zookeeper shows up, they`re the first to go. Toreador Poet shirts, wine and roses, leather jackets, artsy tattoos. Kill me if I ever start acting like one of those limpdicks. Followers of Set What is everyone so afraid of? Even a deal with the Devil isn't so bad if you read the fine print. Snakes can't poison me, and I don't have a soul to lose.Then again, if everyone thought the same as me, I wouldn't have 'preffered customer'status. So let 'em cringe. Tremere Our fellow sorcerers, conjuring up solid results to our shadows. Of course, they haven't half the edge we do - I'd be more afraid of my cousin's ghost-fire than the clumsy Pyrotechnics of a Warlock. Gangrel Our poor cousins, if that's possible. They dig themselves holes in the mud and drag their matted asses into the city only when the Camarilla whistles 'em up. Lapdogs gone feral, and who needs that kind of pet? Tzimisce There are some real impurities in these bitches' blood. I say Caine took a shine to a monster some time ago, and the Tzimisce are the result. Giovanni A family as much as a clan, same as us. Give 'em space, and maybe they'll do the same. If they don't, pack 'em off to hell. They'll be happiest there, anyway. Ventrue Bow if you have to, scrape if you must, and slit their throats for the blood if you can. Lasombra They look pretty soft, but these are some hard bastards, that's for sure. They ain't the new kid on the block, and they don't play kid games. (shrug) You gotta respect that. Caitiff Like suckers, there seems to be one born every minute.     Camarilla Everything we need, boxed up like a Christmas present. Sabbat They claim to love their existence. Amazing, then, how much their actions smack of self-loathing.