
Date and time: 5pm 5/9/09
Location: Joy House
Faced with increasing threats from an anarch revolt, the deadly Sabbat, and their own internal strife, the Camarilla’s Inner Circle has agreed to appoint a military commander – an Imperator. The new Imperator will have the mandate to enforce the traditions and maintain discipline among the Kindred, and be granted broad powers to fulfill this mission. Who among the clans will have to power to seize this exalted position? Who will have the strength to keep it?
Introduction
2210 South Broad Street, Charleston
The light from the green veiled Tiffany lamp cast a sickly yellow glare over the uncluttered mahogany desk failing to illuminate the tenacious shadows of the room, its pale light partly revealing the man sitting behind the desk. The fingers of his left hand beating a steady crescendo upon the polished surface of the desk leaving slight mars of imperfection on it's slick surface. The man's sharp eyes bored into the person standing before the desk.
"Are you sure…?" asked the man seated behind the desk, his southern drawl slightly noticeable.
"Yes, my prince" replied the wretched person before him, his voice twisted and slurred.
Jeffery, Prince of Charleston leaned back in his leather chair steepling his fingers before his mouth and considered Echo's words. The Sabbat were planning a crusade for Charleston. He had heard rumors over the past few months of Sabbat activity in his beloved city, but now he had confirmation.
Casting his steely gaze at the nosferatu standing before him he spoke "Very well, prepare from them…."
Atlanta, Georgia
The coppery smell permeated the air, thick and rich, calling the beast within the creature that stood in the doorway leading to the office in the abandoned warehouse. Only through much concentration did he quell the beast and focus his gaze upon the women dismembering the kine spread eagle on the battered desk that dominated the cramp portion of the office. Thick blood trails ran down her chin, following the natural curves of her throat and down between the cleavage exposed in the blouse the she was wearing.
Pausing in her feeding, the women's brilliant green eyes glanced at the man watching her feeding and spoke.
"Are preparations complete?" her voice husky and guttural.
"Yes, assets are secured in the surrounding towns awaiting your command" His voice barely more than a growl, the beast fighting to escape from his strict control.
"They had better be…" her voice changing to a growl implicitly implying what failure would cost him if things were not ready. "Leave me."
Backing away slowly, the man left Alicia Barrows, Archbishop of Mexico to her feeding and to finish the preparations of Crusade Charleston.Cit
Rules
Rules: Special Rules: Errata - The Event Car Spoletto Festival should read "Only comes into play when the third Charleston area is in control of a Methuesalah." Results The Sabbat now firmly control Charleston. The first round the Camarilla swept the table. Second and third round, the Sabat ruled and sealed the fate of Charleston. Special card images can be found here.Crusade Charleston.