Silver City Sojourn
Suddenly one day, every mortal in Silver City, Montana woke up feeling somehow safer. The crime rate plummeted, and missing persons case dropped to almost zero. The air somehow seemed fresher, food tasted sweeter and all those pesky ads didn't seem quite as persuasive as they once did.
What they didn’t realize was that somehow every supernatural creature from the Shadowlands to the Near Umbra had suddenly disappeared, which would have been both confusing and a little scary if it had been common knowledge. Various creatures across the globe prepared themselves for some kind of apocalypse, seeing this as some sign of the end times, but nothing else happened. No other city suffered the same disaster.
Mortals didn't notice much of a difference, but a select few with odd connections to worlds that they hadn't even begun to explore yet have stumbled into questionable circumstances that may reveal more than they're ready to discover.
The Kine saw this as an opportunity; without Elders trying to dictate politics, the City provided a ripe playground for new, up and coming Vampires, and a chance to influence which faction, if any, would take control and reign supreme.
The last Hunter from the cell that had existed before that fateful day of change took the time to breath, mourn, and start to rebuild, ever mindful of the need to remain vigilant and ready.
The Garou Nation, obeying the commands of the Spirits they revere, kept clear of Silver City, which has become the home for those wolves who have fallen from the favor of Gaia and the nation and now seek to redeem themselves within the boundaries of their new territory.
Will the true nature of the event that wiped this city clean ever be revealed? Or will the new orders rising to power focus on their own agendas without care of whatever terrible power had destroyed their predecessors?
