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| − | <font style="font-size: 8pt">[[File:Werewolf.png|30px]] '''Garou:''' From what I've read, most aren't so bad. They care about Gaia and Humanity, they seem to have a noble side to them too. I'm still not sure if they'd tear me to pieces because of my knowledge of them, though.
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| − | [[File:Vampire.png|30px]] '''Vampires:''' Immortals with an intellect honed to perfection over centuries of life, with an insatiable need to feed on the blood of mortals. Dangerous would be an understatement. Hopefully their internal squabbles will end in disaster, I'd feel a lot safer sleeping on the streets at night if it did.
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| − | [[File:Wraith.png|30px]] '''Wraith:''' I know you're out there. I can't see you, can't hear you, but I know you're there now. I haven't decided if that makes me comfortable, knowing there's an afterlife, or terrified for the same reason.
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| − | [[File:Changeling.png|30px]] '''Changeling:''' Change-a-what? Faerie Men? I've met a few of those in my time, but I don't think we're talking about the same thing.
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| − | [[File:Demonlogo.png|30px]] '''Demon:''' Wait, what? Demons exist? Well, I shouldn't be surprised considering what else is out there. But, doesn't that mean that Angels must exist too? That's comforting.
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| − | [[File:Skull-03.png|30px]] '''Psychic:''' That's me. Ever since my gifts emerged, I've been searching for evidence of others. There's a lot out there, a variety of abilities. Some have the sense to use them quietly, others.. not so much. Idiots.
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| − | [[File:Sorcerer.png|30px]] '''Sorcerer:''' What are you doing? Seriously. You have power at your fingertips, but what are you actually doing with it? Reading more books to get more power to do.. what, exactly?
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| − | [[File:Mage.png|30px]] '''Mage:''' A more powerful psychic or sorcerer? I don't know, I've never met one. Hopefully they're doing something useful.
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| − | [[File:Mortal.png|30px]] '''Mortal:''' Stay oblivious. You don't want to know any of the above, seriously, it's just danger on top of danger. Go back to your 9 to 5 job, make some babies and grow old. I wish I could go back to that.
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