Clans and Bloodlines of the Kindred (Modern & Dark Ages) v2

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No one sane, sensible, or with a choice chooses to live
alone in the wilds and on the roads between cities, towns,
and communities. Even rugged farmers and woodsmen still
live as close to other people as their purpose allows. For the
vampire, what is folly in humanity is death for the Damned.
So why do the Gangrel live at the crossroads, under
the harbors, and in the mountains? They are driven to it.
They may be driven out by frightened peasants, ignorant
authority figures, jealous husbands, or wicked clergy.
They may have left on their own, pulled by adventure,
curiosity, or considerable misanthropy. But no matter
the trigger, the Gangrel left because they could not
fit anywhere civilized. Outsiders like this were strange
and special as humans, but as
vampires, they thrive.
As humans living
outside of normal
society, their lots
were difficult but
they survived against
the odds, and so it is
no different for the
Gangrel as a vampire.
She may have
been Embraced
with no ceremony,
little romance, and
no explanation, but no
matter. She survives
and endures in ways no
other vampire could.
She was hard and
right and different in
the ways she lived and
loved before death. In that way,
the transition to the Becoming is considerably more
seamless. A Gangrel does not mourn her humanity; people
never had much room for her anyway.
That is not to say that Gangrel eschew all human
contact. While many prefer solitude or the company of
loyal and predictable animals, they crave humans and their
blood like any other vampire does. And like any other
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vampire, they’re drawn to other predators in the complicated
push and pull of the Beast. The main difference is
that the Gangrel flaunts societal expectation, interacting
with others on her terms. She talks only to who she wants
to, lives where she feels like it, and beds who she desires
to bed with little regard to propriety or the law.
Sobriquet: Outlaws, Wolf’s-Heads
Appearance: Whatever is expected and
appropriate in local human society, the Gangrel
ignores it or only pays enough attention to
mock it. She may wear the armor of warriors
and lawmen she’s slain while protecting her
freedom. He may wear the gowns of a lady and
live as one, if it suits him. The Gangrel is
mutable and can live as
he likes.
Overall, his
dress, like his life, is
rugged and practical,
but just like his life,
it is how he chooses.
Some Gangrel may
be very particular
about the image
they present, treating
their look like
he might treat his
herd: with considerable
consideration
and territoriality.
Haven and
Prey: A Gangrel
sleeps anywhere she
damn well wants to.
That’s not to say all Outlaws
live in the dirt and under the water.
Havening in the land is costly, so most Gangrel have a real
haven somewhere on the outskirts or outside of civilization.
Lone hunting shacks, watchman’s posts, outlaw camps,
and fur trader outposts all function well for Outlaws. For
the nomadic Gangrel, moving with a herd like travelers,
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