Welcome to Jersey City

Welcome to Jersey City: A Coterie Briefing

File Under: A Friend
Date: [Current Date, 1996]
RE: Your Assignment Eyes Only

Welcome to the Barony.

Forget whatever you heard about the Camarilla. Forget the velvet gloves, the ancient traditions, and the grand halls of Elysium. This isn't Manhattan. This isn't Vienna.

This is Jersey City. It's a dead-end posting, a dumping ground, a one-square-mile insult spat from the other side of the Hudson. Our Prince was "given" this city as a test, and we are the ones paying for it.

You are not diplomats. You are not courtiers. You are the Prince's cleaners. Your job is to take out the trash, plug the leaks, and keep this whole sinking ship from dragging us—and the Masquerade—down into the muck.

This is not a domain. It is a dump. Clean it up.


The Ivory Tower: Your Camarilla

We are the only thing standing between this city and total chaos. Our territory is the only one that matters: the money. We hold the Waterfront, with its new high-rises and mortal bankers, and the respectable parts of Downtown.

Know the chain of command. Know who to trust. (Hint: no one).

The Big Wigs (Report To)

Persons of Interest (Assets & Liabilities)


The Lay of the Land: Rivals & Monsters

The city is carved up. These are the other players.

The Autarkis (The Thorn):