Enemies

*GM's Note: These organizations and individuals are assumed to be public knowledge among the supernaturals of Raven's Grove. Players that don't familiarize themselves with this page and lose a character to death because of it will make Essa cry. Seriously.*

## Excerpt From the Diary of Rachel Shaw

Though the pandemic has run its course, we are all of us still in very great danger. We must tread the streets carefully and keep a low profile. If attention of these our enemies were drawn to us, we would not survive a sustained attack. I pray that my peers and companions exercise extreme caution in their activities. I don't know if I could help them if they were themselves besieged.

**We Of Living Faith**, or WOLF, are hunters. They walk the streets as men of God, scholars, filmmakers, and even housewives. There is no member of WOLF that has not, in some way, been negatively affected by the supernatural. They have lost loved ones, homes, wealth, businesses. Their lives have been ruined by we 'predators', and they seek justice and vengeance.

These are not inexperienced individuals, groping blindly among powers they cannot comprehend. The ranks of WOLF are no mere teenagers armed with silver, crucifixes, wooden stakes, and sheer dumb luck. These men and women utilize the latest in detection equipment, military grade firepower, and a sincere faith in the Divine that can cause even the most virulent Get of Fenris to recoil. Worst of all, we do not know whom leads them.

In a way, this is a blessing. Because, our mortal enemies do not seem to know our numbers, our leaders, our warriors. When we are discovered by WOLF it is because we have erred, lost our footing and betrayed ourselves with exposure. Moreso, WOLF is small in number. What research we have done about them, what we have learned thanks to the brilliance of the Nosferatu reveals them to be ignorant of our names, our kind, our safe houses and havens, and our numbers. Again thanks to the Nosferatu, we place a face, name, and address of the woman whom speaks for the leader or leaders of WOLF. Her name is Amy Johnson.

Miss Johnson is twenty-two years of age and lives in a very comfortable single story home in Nightfall Terrace, on the street named Presidential Blvd. She lives alone but does have a steady, long-time boyfriend in one Jason Maximilian, also a dedicated WOLF investigator. When Miss Johnson was seventeen she and her father, the late William Johnson, experienced car trouble on the outskirts of the Terrace. It was their poor luck to be discovered by a pair of scouts from Sarlo's encampment. Amy escaped the subsequent assault whilst her father sacrificed himself to the antitribu to ensure his daughter's escape. The scouts were sloppy, and underestimated their fled quarry. Miss Johnson was the best student of her father, an expert in the fighting art of Krav Maga and raised to be strong, determined, and a spiritually unshakable devotee of the Catholic persuasion. With the help of Maximilian, she was able to track down the two antitribu whom had murdered her father and send them to their Final Death. Since that night, Miss Johnson has slain two Brujah, a Dreamspeaker, and most amazing of all a Silver Fang. She knows our strengths. She knows our capabilities and our abilities. She knows our weaknesses. I will strongly urge every supernatural in Raven's Grove to make themselves aware of her, study the photograph I will send them, and avoid her at all costs. God help us if younger supernaturals expose us.

## Sarlo

Of all of the Kindred in Raven's Grove to avoid, it is this man. Gregory Sarlo is the undisputed master, ruler, and commander of the eighteen Sabbat vampires that roam the streets of Raven's Grove seeking out Caarilla Kindred for destruction and diablerie. As his human-shaped brutal and crazed animals howl and rend and laugh, Sarlo is more controlled. He is calm, level-headed, not opposed to discussion and debate, and deadly.

Thanks once again to our nosferatu, we know much about this, our greatest enemy among the undead. Gregory Sarlo was born in London in the Year of Our Lord 1620. His family was affluent, and by the time he was an adult Sarlo had made his own personal fortune in land and holdings. It was his skill in business dealings and land transactions, not to mention his personal charm and intense magnitude, that brought him to the attention of the Lasombra.

As Lasombra Sarlo was more formidable in death than he had been in life. He continued to build his fortune until the year 1889, when he made the journey to the New World. He took up his residence here, in Raven's Grove, in the very same mansion he continues to dwell in today. His home is a wonder of Gothic architecture, the only house on Rim Street in White Castle. While those whom follow him are little more than beasts whom enjoy living in the homeless encampment just outside of town, Sarlo himself is polite, charming, genteel, and a well-respected member of the community. He hides the monstrosity of his reality behind a veneer of pleasure and quiet wealth, shaking hands with those human beings to foolish to realize they are being petted by a shark.

Sarlo is arguably the most powerful Elder among the Kindred, and he is smart. He is a tactician along the lines of Tsun Tzu, taking advantage of every opportunity to destroy Camarilla Kindred or, worse, convince them to surrender their humanity and become Sabbat. As with WOLF, I will disseminate Sarlo's information among all of the allied supernaturals in Raven's Grove and a dire warning, especially to younger Kindred, to never bring themselves to Sarlo's attention.