The year is 1300 AD. Vampire makes war on vampire, across Christendom and beyond. On the British Isles, the Baronies of Avalon stand alone…
You are citizens in a city of the damned. You have demonstrated that you can survive, that you can obey the spirit of the law and weaponise the letter to serve your goals. With that status comes obligation to your lords and leaders. You are no longer scrambling merely to hunt and hide, feed and survive; you have work to do, a cause to champion. Your coterie has been formed for a purpose, and that purpose may go on for story after story of the week: or you may find yourselves at a breaking point, where you have a chance to rise or fall.
Your characters are decades dead, established as vampire yeomanry - the lowest rung on the ladder, but nevertheless, on the rung. Stories will focus on your coterie's shared agenda, and on your characters' personal journey along their moral Road.