The Introduction

An evening chat with Hanse Germain..

It does surprise me that you’ve come to see me, childe. It denotes a measure of resourcefulness on your part. Not that that will be enough. I don’t enjoy formalities, so let’s get straight to the point.

You came to ask about “The Wasteland”, your new home. As you certainly know by now, it was once my duty to the Camarilla to watch this area and track all that occurred within it. And it still is. Yes, I am also Lord of the local Tremere. I am not going to bother to lie and say that you should not be afraid of me because of who I am. You should. In this place, fear will be your strongest ally.

The Camarilla training ground known as “The Wasteland” is a place of chaos and death. Kindred come here because they’ve been abandoned by their sires or banished from their home cities. They come because their embrace was a mistake or as punishment for breaking the Traditions. They come here because they are Caitiff sickened by being treated as less than animals, or renegades from the Sabbat with simply nowhere else to turn. In short, much as you have, they come here because they have no other choice.

And so it is here that you find the outcasts, the disappointments, the traitors and the failures. All either doing whatever they can to survive and find a place within the Wasteland, or simply letting go and waiting for oblivion to take them. Once you have come to this place, you aren’t allowed to leave. It doesn’t matter who you are, what you can do or who you know. Your only chance is to prove your worth in the eyes of the Camarilla and “graduate”. Only then will you be allowed to leave.

Now, if you have no further questions, I’m a very busy man..