"Do not presume to think of Boston as merely a college town rich in Colonial History. History is a net closing in around us, choking us slowly, unless we can maneuver our knives to cut through it.
"There are other histories. Events that haunt our nightmares as if they were memories. Shadows of happenings that have occurred--elsewhere, in less wholesome territories of the soul. But memories still.
Pray your knife is sharp"--Culsu, of the Shadow Chorus
Boston is rife with the occult, hiding in the shadows of the city where few dare to look. Vampires roam the streets, stalking prey. Werewolves patrol the realms of man and spirit, tending their sacred duty. And Mages seek out that which was hidden, lost to the pages of history.
Find your place. Seek your power and knowledge if you dare. But beware: what you find is sometimes best left forgotten...