Prologue. The sounds of the wind could be heard for miles as the soft breeze swayed the long tufts of grass along the rolling hills of Auvern. The land was tinted a beautiful navy as the moonlight shone over the land. On the west side of the plains were two boys, their skin touched by the warm and comforting light of the fire they shared. They smiled and laughed, enjoying how it echoed through the land, with no one around to hear their childish antics. both boys reveled in this sort of outing, free of any duties or issues that came up in everyday life. The fire began to die down just as the sky began to darken. It was there that they both lie, staring in tranquility of the beauty that surrounded them... even a whisper could be heard for miles, carried along the wind like a feather, floating blissfully to a soft landing in the ears of one another. As they both fall into a slumber an echo is heard, it stood out like a gunshot, and made both boys snap from their bliss. They rolled over in turn and looked at one another, their green eyes piercing into each other. The boy on the right was first to speak, his voice a hurried gasp of air that cut out of his throat like a knife. "Did you hear that?!" he says. The other boy didn't answer, he simply nodded. As they stood up it was evident that an effort to search for the source was in vain, as the fire provided only slumbering coals, and the night offered a darkness that only rekindled their fear. Another sound could be heard, rolling across the plains like thunder. it was a roar of carnage, yet subtle enough to only be heard by the two boys, suffocating in anxiety. They held onto one another, afraid of what might happen if they were to let go, expecting the darkness would swallow them up like the sea. There they stood, silent... every sound seemed like something from a nightmare. Even the wind became a sinister reminder of the true dangers of being alone... Every time it brushed past them it was like a pull, readying to take them away... Eventually the silence overtook the plains, and only the moon could be seen, casting a dark silhouette of the surrounding trees, now seeming walls of arms and claws ready to grasp at them. The boys began walking, knowing every step took them closer to safety. They walked in the darkness still unclear as to what they were afraid of, but the feeling in their gut kept them on alert. Another twig snapped to the right of the boys, resulting in a scream that carried itself through the night, causing a cloud of crows to scatter into flight, only adding to the atmosphere that their imaginations had so easily created. The second boy spoke, his voice shaking and making it evident that he was close to tears. "I want to go home! Please let's just go home..." The first boy looked at him, and held him close, knowing his next words were all too true. "I don't know where home is..." A thunderous noise broke the silence, and the ground began to shake. The boys looked around in fear but their eyes couldn't see in the darkness that still surrounded them. The boys broke off from one another and ran, unsure of which way they had dispersed themselves. As the first boy ran he heard the sound of screams of the other boy, he ran towards the screaming, only to see the second boy pinned to the ground by a large hairy creature. The first boy stood in horror as the second made feeble attempts to kick the beast off. His attempts were stopped cold when the beasts' lupine muzzle angled itself and tore his throat out. The second boys screaming was replaced by a sound of a popping and bubbling from the blood that now flowed out of him. The first boy skidded as he ran in terror of the death that now steadily chased after him. He ran screaming for an assistance that would never come... The boy ran, his heart pounding, seeming ready to burst out of his chest. In the confusion of his fear, he tripped -- and the beast was upon him. it tore at his clothing, the leather coat he wore providing little protection from the razors that dug into him. All at once he felt the claws dig into his stomach, and rip him open like a bag, soon his contents were lifted out of him and swallowed by the beast, and as the light slowly faded in on the boy, he saw the beast curl itself into a ball, and slowly become a slim, sleek human man. As the man turned around he wiped the gore from his bottom lip. He smirked at the corpses he had created and walked off slowly into the distance singing an eerie melody, mocking the peaceful relationship the boys had previously cherished. "If you go into the woods tonight you're sure to get a surprise..." After moments pass we see the man walking over a grass hill and look to his right with a smile. "Enjoy that?" his question was directed at a wave of shimmering air that slowly revealed itself to be a vampire. The sleek vampire wore black robes with small linings of red along the seams. "I just wish you used a knife and fork.." the vampire chuckled after he spoke. his sarcasm was met by an unamused look. "Oh, why the long face?" The vampire smiled. "You had it coming." The lycan turned his head to the right, as he watched a bat fly over and land itself in a tree to the left of them, moments later a flash of yellow light tranformed the bat back into a vampire. she was sitting with one leg limp hanging from the tree's limb. Her glossy red lips and black hair shone in the moonlight. "You two had enough fun? The moot... it's waiting for you two, they sent me out to get you. better not make them wait any longer, lest they skin you both." she smiled, she enjoyed being the messenger it allowed for the best threats. The male vampire sighed. "Right, I suppose the'll want to do something about PURE... we best go then, thank you." he gave a quick nod to the female and made a brisque pace back towards Sorrowkeep. The lycan began to jog along side the male vampire as the female returned to flight. "I don't understand why we have to moot at Sorrowkeep... It smells like shit, don't you ever wash the cobblestone?!" the male vampire smirked as he spoke back. "Really? I though you'd be used to that by now... sharing such a similar odor." The lycan simply grunted in irritation, obviously upleased about how much he was opening himself to the vampire's comebacks. Eventually the trio faded off into the dark horizon, soon to see what the moot had to say, and what the two faction had come to an agreement on... [hr] Plot. In the land of Auvern you will be taking the role of a Lycan, or a Vampire. They each have civilizations on opposite sides of each other on the edges of a cliff. In between them sits the City of Jerome, where the humans reside. Long ago the two demonic faction ravaged the city, day and night, as it provided them with resources otherwise not found in Auvern. After centuries of living in fear, the humans made a deal with the fiends, accepting to live in a dictatorship, and forced to provide bloodbanks and meat from the recently deceased to satiate the masses. The treaty remained unnaffected for 3 centuries, But as the city shrank, the demonic population grew, and soon Jerome couldn't give enough resources to support there demonic overlords. With fear for their last remaining population the city of Jerome began assembling an army in secret while they struggled to sustain the masses. 10 years of researching finally paid off for the humans. PURE (Paranormal & Unnatural Racial Extermination) had finally arisen. PURE's first order of bussiness was to stop providing The vampires and lycans food and any other resource, to weaken them for a time, then they sent elite teams of soldiers to assasinate the rulers of each keep. Now the two keeps are at war with PURE and anyone allying themselves with them. Now you (the players) have been summoned to attend a moot of the two factions, so that you may plan your assault on Jerome, and at PURE.