A name shrouded in the mists of time. A scheme of pure genius. A relic of the Mage Wars.

I was just another nobody, not part of the clique, not one of the Heathers, just a nameless, faceless nobody. Then, I died.

And became somebody.

A Scrasamax rebuild/rewrite incorporating elements of Vampire the Masquerade, Requiem, and some stuff that I made up or borrowed from popular Vampire culture. Without background knowledge of the Vampire game or system, most of this might not make much if any sense.

Codex

Teens and Vampires, How to tell if your Son or Daughter has Fallen for One of the Undead

A Temple of the Sun Pamphlet

Hated by humans and other vampires alike, and in his eyes forsaken by the God that he spent his whole mortal life devoted to, Alexis is a self-hating Vampire.

Look at that, pale as death and she’s got her neck covered, betcha fifty she’s a fang-banger

Bar patron

A vampire Blood Doll, her master, and the workshop they share

Some are called dhampir, others exalt as champions of undeath, and yet neither of these are correct…