Year 1. Day 1.

The Midnight Masquerade begins. Masks on, the night is young.

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Here’s where the island stands tonight.

Los Santos and Paleto. The Anarchs run amok. No Prince, no court, nobody to complain to. Cathayans hold a few pockets. Stranger things hold others.

Sandy Shores. Flourishing, says every outlet in the state. Same Prince since before the millennium, and he isn’t looking to expand.

The SchreckNet. The rumors agree on one thing. The Camarilla wants to pierce the chaos and bring order. Its spear is the Tremere.

Everything before this pin is history. Everything after it is yours.

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Midnight Masquerade