From NOLA: The Game that Care Forgot
Once there was a sandman that crept into dreams.
One night it crept into a dream so dark, it woke something even darker.
But shadows can't hide from shadows.
So the sandman ran.
Now, after all this time, the sandman is back.
- Sandman - As an Alucinor, you aren't safe. Neither are your dreams.
- Sixth Sense - Better than a herd of animals when it comes to avoiding danger, this shadow of a vampire can read a situation from a mile away and is rarely caught by surprise.
- Street Rat- Instead of using her gifts to work her way to the top, she's slumming it with some bad Kindred doing some bad things. She doesn't seem to mind.
- Candy fiend - Lollypops, to be exact. Just not apple. Anything but apple!
Damian: I'll be your eyes in the dark and beyond.
Wojciech: Beasty. I've learned not to question the fall.
Salazar: Heart of a... Oh, I know you hate me. It's okay.
Willard: Have you found your madness, Prim? Show me.
||Eira Jae Birde
||March 4, 1902
||Circle of the Crone