A prophetic moodboard, for our Vampire: The Masquerade campaign.
Building a base of power:
No one in the city can be trusted. No one’s goals are your goals. No one loves what you love. The coterie can rely on no one except - possibly, pathetically - each other. And yet you must choose allies, if you want to accomplish anything at all. Allies whose motives you’ve only half-glimpsed, who won’t give you time to read the contract before demanding that you sign it, because those allies have their own ambitions, and they don’t have time to waste on you. Recklessness is the path to power. Be timid, and remain obscure. Wager everything. Race the consequences, and pray they break on those you leave behind.














