The Sanguine Society is a TTRPG Actual Play series about paranormal beings attempting to thwart a dire threat that could destroy the world. Join us to uncover the mystery and romance of secret societies and arcane cults; hopefully our heroes can put it all together before it's too late.
- Pining Gay Vampire Boyfriends? ✅
- Slowburn Star-Crossed Lesbian Reincarnation AU? ✅
- 300 Year Old Disaster Lesbian Vampire? ✅
- Hot Biker Werewolf with a Tragic Past? ✅
- Disaster He/They who may or may not have a Thing for the demonic entity that lives in their head? ✅
Come check out our brand new long-running Actual Play TTRPG: The Sanguine Society! We're playing a mashup of Sad Vampire Boyfriend, Kids on Bikes, and The Good Society. Premieres this Friday on YouTube!
Going Away Dress of wool & silk worn by Elizabeth Holms-Kerr after her 1899 wedding to John Deans Hope.⠀Made by Madame Hayward, 64 New Bond Street, London⠀Glasgow Museums, E.1988.104.2
maidens if you are going to flee dramatically from my castle in the middle of the night once i reveal my true nature to you please leave your candelabra on the little ledge by the portcullis we are running out of them
starting to think these maidens are stumbling in soaked through from the rain just to steal my beautiful gowns and homewear are any of you actually lost
At the checkout in Home Goods loading the belt with nothing but candelabras in all shapes & sizes while the cashier watches sympathetically and asks if it’s the maidens again
"The Manor hasn't been this full of strangers in nearly a century. I have gotten too used to my isolation. The walls are buzzing with tension here. I cannot see myself sleeping any time soon. Tonight was meant to be a celebration. Returning home with my companions. I wonder if Aurelio is restless tonight as well"
This will be an in-character journal entry summarizing Vlad’s thoughts from the latest episode of The Sanguine Society. You can find the public copy of this journal here, if you prefer google docs. I Hope you enjoy 🖤
What a day; I'm not sure where to even begin. I'm afraid I've made a terrible first impression. Aurelio and I got into town and went to pick up Sorcha before heading to the Manor, and straight away she was having kaffee with a werewolf. And Henry's pack member, in fact; I recognized the Mark and later confirmed with a conversation in the library. She wants to see Henry's notes, and the labs. She told me about the worsening decline of the hides; bio-alchemy advances, pack politics, shared memories. There is so much that we had no time and I had no capacity to speak long enough on, for before all of that, Sorcha had more news. Apparently Adăpost Manor has developed some sort of reputation and there happened to be a plan for a break-in the very night of my arrival. Some college students wanted to investigate the rumors and have a party. I find the timing of all this to be very concerning. Especially with Aurelio joining me now. But our arrival at the Manor simply brought more questions. Ki was there, throwing out a group of young men, accompanied by a boy named Win. I suspect that she was not going to wait and ask to see the notes, and so I am glad that we arrived before shortly after she did. Win turns out to be the grandchild of Lily, who decided to assign him her duties without consulting me? And there is something strange about him too, though I can't quite put my finger on it. He is familiar somehow.
Saturday, April the 7th, 2023 - Same Date, Night
We went inside to get things sorted and almost immediately heard screaming from upstairs. Somebody that Win had invited over got stuck in one of Sorcha's ridiculous traps. So I've barely set foot in my own house and it's full of strangers. Strangers that for some reason, I know. Yes, even the girl caught in the trap, I know. And so does Sorcha and Aurelio. If Sorcha is correct, anyways. For her, they are Blue; for me, and for Aurelio, she is Zamphyr. So many familiar faces and new names. Could it really be Zamphyr, in a new life? I suppose stranger things have happened, but I'm having trouble convincing myself. Not that it will matter much either way, she does not recognize me or anyone else. So far. I tried to send her home, but Sorcha insisted on following her, saying that Blue always dies after they meet again. What could I say? And she was right; not a few hours after she left, this girl [Talia, is her name] nearly fell from the stairs outside her building, according to Sorcha. Of course she brought her back to Adăpost, and how could I turn them away at that point. Talia took one of the guest rooms, although with much reluctance; saying that ‘She Knows’ and that she wants to leave as soon as possible. I will need to find out exactly what all it is that she ‘knows’. Everything was such a mess before they returned and Win appeared to be moments from a complete breakdown. Lily did not prepare or warn him of my return. I had to tell him everything. There was nothing else to be done, if he wishes to continue working here. He handled the matter very well, even asking after my needs. And good thing, I had almost forgotten to discuss a raise in pay. He will surely have more responsibilities, and the extra troubles have already begun. I'll need to restock the pantry and kitchen with all the mortals here. The Manor hasn't been this full of strangers in nearly a century. I have gotten too used to my isolation. The walls are buzzing with tension here. I cannot see myself sleeping any time soon. Tonight was meant to be a celebration. Returning home with my companions. I wonder if Aurelio is restless tonight as well.
actually dark wood and carved ornamentation and gilding and clawed feet and ornate gold frames on paintings and etchings and gothic arches and jewel-toned velvet upholstery and tapestries
