The Tremere. The mages who became vampires. Some clans hate them for this, but it has to be admitted that they do control fire, the most dangerous enemy of vampires, to a certain extent. This makes them fierce figthers, so peace is better and angering them... Nickname: Warlocks Sect: The Tremere were more than glad to join the Camarilla when it was founded. Of course, they are in strong need of allies against the hated Tzimisce clan that directs massive attacks against any Tremere stronghold they find. Appearance: Some Tremere prefer suits, others Edwardian finery or a slightly more antiquated look. Many wear charms with cabbalistic or other arcanic inscripts, as a sign of their learning. Haven: While they might have individual havens as well, every town has chantries that hold a bigger Tremere presence. These chantries are open to all Tremere but forbidden to every other clan. The havens are also famous for their strong magical protection that even other Tremere find difficult to circumvent. Clan Disciplines: Auspex, Dominate, Thaumaturgy Weakness: By clan law every newly created Tremere must drink the blood of the clan's seven elders. Due to this action they get one step closer of being Blood Bound to them and it also prevents them from disobeying orders and keep them loyal. Quote: We are more than vampires. We are the next step in Cainite evolution. We will direct the others if they allow us to do so, or we will stand alone if we must. But we will survive. Stereotypes Malkavian Their prattle of 'insights' unkown to us grows tiresome very quickly. But however poor dinner guests theymay be, they are seers of exceptional clarity. There's a trick to such perceptual shortcuts, and we can yet discover it. Assamite What is there to stay? If they have thwarted our sorceries, then we have no choice than to erase them from the face of the planet as quickly as we can - or convince others to do it for us. Nosferatu Some tasks are too noisome even for us, and the Nosferatu make appropriate lackeys to these ends. Brujah Time has been cruel. When first we met, the Brujah were the scholars of our kind. Now they have crumbled to a sorry state, and we have taken up the flame of knowledge in their stead. It is only fitting, but it somehow seems wasteful. No matter. Ravnos They may fancy themselves magicians after a fashion, but give me 10 minutes with one of thes echarlatans and we shall see whose art has the true power. Followers of Set Damn them! Always prying with their slitted eyes and forked tongues, and always slipping back into the darkest corners, smiling the whole time! What do they know? Toreador They are Aesop's grasshopper; we are the ant. They think to justify their immortality with their art and parties, but the cold times are coming sooner than they think. Gangrel These beasts feign loyalty, but are all too willing to hand us over to the Tzimisce if an excuse presents itself. We must be certain always to remain stronger than these hyenas who blame us for their old, poorly healed wounds. Tzimisce One of the first lesson that we all learn is that these Old World monsters still want nothing more than to rend our flesh from our bones. If that is the tune they prefer, we shall see how they dance when their rotting mansions are burning down around them. Giovanni They have made some rather impressing inroads into the arts, in a narrow-minded, limited sort of way. Still, it would seem as necrophilia is as unhealthy for the undead mind as it is for the living. Ventrue These creatures obsess over control but have no sensibility for the finer points of power. Lasombra For all their pretense of sophistication, their willingness to lie down with the Tzimisce clearly reveals their true savagery. Caitiff The other clans scorn our lineage, yet look how many of these bastard childer they create.     Camarilla There is strength in a tower, no matter how decreipt some of the bricks be. Sabbat They fancy themselves free? Fools.