guardian of hope

 

 

Necropolis, the city of death. In the danger filled streets of the city a Pandora’s box has been reopened. Necropolis sits on some great and unknown power that beckons Kindred, Garou, Fae folk and the enlightened with it's seductive call. The forces of darkness seem to have taken hold of the city, creating a stronghold where there are found demons, infernal witches, or pawns walking the street almost unhindered. It is also here that the forces of order have gathered, attracted as the others by the strange magick hidden deeply in the womb of the city. They wage constant war on the follower of darkness; a war of shadows where subtle moves harm the enemies and grand actions are akin to a knife in ones back. In the ashes of one of these battles rose, like a Phoenix, a castle of Hope. A beacon of light in the one of the cities darkest corners and a way to hold this Pandora's box, called Necropolis, closed.

 

In this castle the willworkers of the 9 traditions gather freely beside those that are called Orphans. For the first time in recorded history they stand, united under their own guidance. Strong in numbers and abilities, they strive to stand against those that seek to let hope escape, those destroying what good is in the city, keeping it from twisting down a dark future. They fight for freedom and the right to live. They fight for life and existence. Fighting from the shadows against the blinding light of the machine and the darkness of corruption, they walk a fragile path. The path of a destiny…

 

With these words I must close. Danger, and wonders await you, and yes even death if you walk this path. Corruption and life, for there are forces that will want more than your life. Death and rebirth, when you understand the truths and the lies and finally love and loneliness, you are forever changed and different from everyone… Magick is our gift, and our curse, but we must stand strong against the forces that would destroy or enslave the human soul. We can protected it. We are united. We are the never ending circle of infinity...

 

Andrew Pulver, Orphan Representative, Infinity Chantry Primus