“Nobody survives alone. It’s a fact. Between the rest of the damned vying for power between ourselves, fighting over scraps of control like stray dogs; and the inquisitions breathing down the neck of every lick in the country, it’s damn-near impossible to make it through one night on your own, let alone an eternity of them.

So, faced with this sorry reality, what are we to do? It’s not exactly like we can just make friends with each other and get along - all team up together and get the humans to leave us alone. That shit didn’t work when we were alive - and we’ve got these supernatural powers, and all-encompassing hunger, and a beast that’s constantly trying to take the driving seat!

It turns out, licks - just like humans - need something to believe in. Be that a belief in the fucking Camarilla to save us, or some long dead religion that a few nutjobs have dug up and sunk their fangs into. More sects, more groups, more ideologies. Now more than ever, more and more movements are cropping up.

Don’t get me wrong, it’s a good thing that some of us are surviving, but is more infighting really what we need in the face of the Second Inquisition? I’ll be damned - twice over - if you can convince me that any of them have the right idea…”