Brice/Stereotypes

[1] I was Camarilla once. I've got all sorts of opinions. They are necessary but often times aren't run correctly. Still, it provides security for some and provides a clear set of rules and guidelines for those who would otherwise not survive without them.

They are more a religion than anything else. They are the opposing factor in the Jyhad. They believe the end is near... and I'm inclined to believe them.

Mysterious and breathtaking. It is a shame that our worlds can never truly become joined. They exist within the dreams that we can never have. If we are the night, they are the day.

They believe in Gaia and hold that we are of the Wyrm. Though some Garou have come to the understanding that those of us who walk the path of Humanity are no longer tainted. Peace between Garou Septs and my Camarilla Praxis' have worked in the past, provided that we keep our distance and respect their territory. However, I understand their mission and admire it. It is tragic in its own right for they were born to fight until death. Such a race must never be taken lightly. Whereas we use our resources, contacts and influence to survive.. they use incredible force and power to rend through their enemies until they fall.. and death to the Garou is honor. Take caution when trying to manipulate them for your own ends. You may bite off more than you can chew.

We have some of our own, though their power is limited to our bloodlines. Mages, on the other hand, can be universally powerful. They should be feared and respected as they have the power to make their own rules and there is nothing that can equal magic.

Unlife would be so much easier if Kine vitae didn't taste so delightful. They are our most formidable enemy in that, united, they can exterminate us all. Even still, mankind will never achieve such a unity as they constantly strive to diversify themselves. However, we should always remember that we came from man; Even Caine. It is for this reason that Kine should be pitied.. for they walk through their brief breath of life, unable to know the truth that they always so desperately reach out for. They should always be admired because ignorance is bliss.