Storm      It's been a very long time since I've seriously played RPG, as in, every weekend. Just the same, I've got some pages left over from my old Lair. I still think RPG is a pretty cool passtime, even if it gets a bit tiresome after a while. I'm not going to put my Vampire: The Masquerade and Werewolf: The Apocalypse pages in here because they just didn't have anything special to them. My Vampire: The Dark Ages pages, however, are fruit of hours of typing and scanning and editing and et cetera, and I have to admit that while all you will see in them can be found in  White Wolf's Vampire: The Dark Ages Storyteller's Book and Storyteller Secrets sourcebook, they still look pretty cool. 

   " This, my childer, is the Long Night.  The Age of Learning is toppled and forgotten.  The Age of the Empire drowned in its own bile.  This is an Age of Darkness.      Look there, my childer, upon the lightless wild places,  Where no law exists but that of Rosethe sun gutters and dies.     Beware, my childer, of thy eternal enemies:  Of the savage ones, the skinchangers, who hunt as wolves.  Of the knights of fire and sword, the witch-slayers.  Of the burning scions of the Pit itself.   But above all, my childer, beware one another,  For we shall always be our own direst foes.     This, my childer, is the Long Night.   It is thine. " 
Vampire: The Dark Ages

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