Welcome to my city. I am your host, and the leader of our fair abode. Step into my diner, you shall find it most pleasent. Or perhaps your more of an artist? Either way we have a place you will find most comfortable. Even for you sewer dwellers. When you come to my city you will notice that noone knows of us. And why is that you ask? Why do we remain hidden and try to blend in night after night? The answer my friend, my child, my lover, is that we are the Masquerade. I ask you one thing, one thing that will determine your future here, Will you help keep our Masquerade? If so please feel free to venture into our fair town. If not turn back before you are found and hunted. As for our Mortal's here. They live in oblivion. Those who find out about us, are quickly silenced.