Nosferatu: The Citadel

Dearest progeny, You have been called, as I have been called, to the Citadel. Coven leaders from far and wide will gather together with their fledgling vampires. We do not yet know what danger calls us home. Though I have tried, I cannot see the face who calls me. I hear only this: “Come to the Citadel.” I am compelled. And so I must go, as you must go. The oracle has been silent for a year. The Great Choosing draws near, but now there's this. What great challenge may be upon us? Who calls us…