“Where old blood still speaks, and the mountain keeps its secrets.”
In the remote dark hollows and forgotten ridge lines of Appalachia, a secret pact endures. It was forged generations ago by Kindred who refused to bow to Camarilla politicking or Sabbat madness. The Appalachian Concord is their legacy. A quiet, ruthless alliance bound by tradition, strength, and shadow.
Members of the Concord are enforcers, scholars, and elders. Each is tied to the land and to one another by blood and ancient oaths. They meet beneath moonlight or behind the veil of modern nightclubs, conducting Concord business with elegant brutality and unwavering discretion.
Respect the Concord. Break bread before you break peace. And never come uninvited.
Closed troupe. By invitation only. Old souls welcome.
