Chicago

North America

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At Death's Own Wake...
Chicago, favored city of the Damned, is not as it once was. The streets, which have tasted blood time and time again, feasted as never before during the attack of the savage werewolves. Decades of effort fell in less than a month. That which had been immortal is no more. Crowning this pile of despair is the torn corpse of the prince, the last vestige of immortality ripped out by red-stained claws.

The Dead Can Dance!
The city has become a swirling vortex, pulling in fresh victims from every direction. From across the world the undead swarm, drawn in by Chicago's suffering. Who can resist its desperate call?

Lodin's Laws

Prince Lodin may have met his final death, but his laws live on. Whether out of habit or good sense, most of Chicago's Kindred still abide by these dictums. As new blood flocks to the city, however, this is sure to change.

None in my city shall kill and leave behind evidence of their feasting. If your slaying causes an investigation among the Police, or worse, among the Press, then I shall track you down and extinguish you--or, if others speak for you, exile you. You must lick all your wounds, and dispose of all those you kill. I hold the Fourth Tradition in strong regard and do not take such violations of the Masquerade lightly.
Do not harm the travelers to this city, for its wealth is based upon its status as a center of commerce and travel. You may feed from such, but do not leave any evidence of your feast. You should not test me on this, for these folk are the basis of the wealth of my realm.
Have nothing to do with any of those among the Press. They are to be strictly ignored. They are my Domain. Neither should you attempt to enslave or manipulate the Police of the city. They are my Domain as well.
Keep the Sanctity of Elysium, for that is our place of rest and recreation. No act of violence or struggle shall be tolerated therein. You may attend my court there, as all in my city are free to do, but you must not carry your conflicts into the sanctity of its ground.
Do no hold commerce with my enemies or those who seek to usurp my rightful authority. I shall repay treachery with treachery, rebellion with iron might. Let me caution you, I know all that happens within my realm. Do not think you can keep secrets from me.

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City () - Dated census
Metro Area () - Dated census

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Bars and Clubs

Blue Velvet
Succubus Club
The Cave

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City Government

The mundane government of Chicago is still controlled by the old political machine--a political machine unrivaled in any other city in the nation. Though it was overthrown for a time by the extraordinary black politician, Mayor Harold Washington, the manipulations of the Kindred allowed the machine to take over again a few years later.

To this day the machine permeates down to the neighborhood level. Ward bosses look out of the voters in their neighborhoods and pass out political favors to those who aid them. Vampiric dominance of this process no longer exists. Lodin's death freed many of these bosses to act on their own, without the undead to say yes or no. Individual vampires have seized individual wards, and even Lodin's former ghouls are rumored to be involved.

The prime powers of the city--mayor, aldermen, city attorney, congressmen, etc.--used to be under Lodin's influence. Cainites are still jostling for control of these individuals, but the mortals are beginning to fall into the different camps and, without a prince, may well turn the city's government into even more of a gridlock than it is today.