Caine's childer are called "The Damned," and no
vampires embody this more
than do the wretches of Clan
Nosferatu. While other vampires
still look human and may
travel in mortal society,
Nosferatu are twisted and deformed
by the curse of vampirism.
To put it bluntly, the Embrace
transforms them into hideous
monsters. Unable to walk
among humans, Nosferatu
must dwell in subterranean
sewers and catacombs. Other
vampires revile Nosferatu,
considering them disgusting
and interacting with them only
when they must.
Because of this stigma, however, Nosferatu are
survivors par excellence.
Few creatures, mortal or vampire,
know the city's back alleys
and dark corners like the
Nosferatu do. Additionally,
Nosferatu have refined the crafts
of sneaking and eavesdropping
to fine arts; if anyone or
anything has the latest
dirt on mortal or vampiric society, it is
the Nosferatu. Finally,
millennia of shared deformity and
abuse have fostered strong
bonds among the monsters.
Nosferatu forego the squabbling
and feuds ubiquitous to the
other clans, preferring
to work in unison. You mess with one,
you mess with 'em all -
and that can get messy indeed.