For decades Chicago’s Toreador have been underestimated, all while a methuselah of their clan manipulated half the city to fight her war, one of their elders acted as the deciding vote for the Primogen Council, and others of their clan controlled the flow of information via Herald and Harpies. Other Kindred find it easy to dismiss the Degenerates as artistic hacks obsessed with hedonistic revelry, but the Toreador know diplomacy, they play the long game, and they’re just waiting for the right time to start the greatest, longest party of all: Toreador rule over the Camarilla’s American throne.