The Sinner's Club

About the adventure

"You don't actually believe that." "I don't need you to believe it. It doesn't care." "So it's a religion now." "It's not a religion, and it's not a secret. It's out there the second the sun goes down, every single night, waiting on anyone with the nerve to reach in and take some." You didn't come to The Sinner's Club to eavesdrop. You came because it's the one place in this city where you can drop the act. No pompous Camarilla etiquette, no bowing to a court that's never once looked at you twice. Stick to the newer edges of town and you'll mostly get left alone. The old quarter is Camarilla ground, and you know better than to wander in uninvited, except here. This whole building sits in one of the oldest part of the city, on land the Cammies have claimed for two hundred years, and somehow it's still the one address where an Anarch can freely walk through the front door. Ask why, and you'll get the same answer everyone gives: Vesper Kray built this place before the city had streetlights, and she's spent every year since making sure the wrong people never found out what actually happens under this roof. Officials paid off. Beat cops who saw nothing. An Elysium declaration nobody in the old guard ever wanted to grant — and nobody's dared take back since. Lately, though, the room feels wrong in a way you can't quite name. It's not that the Camarilla stopped coming around. It's that half the city's names simply aren't answering anymore. Gone quiet, gone missing, gone somewhere none of them are talking about. And every Anarch you know is starting to get the same feeling you are: the numbers in this city just changed, and nobody official has noticed yet. No feeding on mortals. No violence. Not quietly, not carefully, not once. Keep the Masquerade, or the only home you've got stops being safe for anyone. Simple rules until tonight, when something in this room makes you wonder how much longer they're going to hold. An Anarch chronicle for Vampire: The Masquerade 5th Edition, set in Kingston, Ontario. New to V5 or a decade deep, all are welcome, so long as you already know you're not Camarilla.