Clan Gangrel in the Domain of Lisbon
From left to right:
The Honorable Ursus, Keeper of the Monsanto, Gangrel Ancilla
The Honorable Áedán Drust, Gangrel Ancilla
The Honorable Nathan Ryder, Gangrel Neonate
The Noble Sebastien, Gangrel Neonate
The Noble Count Diego Miranda de la Fuente y Alcazar, Gangrel Neonate
The Clan
Other vampires consider the Gangrel to be primitive creatures. They do not understand the difference between primitive and predator. Yes, Gangrel can be vicious, cruel beasts, subject to animalistic drives — but they are also cunning and civilized hunters. As a clan, the Gangrel are wary and aloof. They disdain organized society and prefer to operate outside of structures and hierarchies. This individualism has caused them to develop in different ways, spawning many different lineages, from the territorialbased Anda or Mariners to the disparate Noiad or Coyote bloodlines, whose powers differ from the parent clan. The clan considers them all Gangrel.
Where other clans focus on politics, power, or acquisitions, the Gangrel are loners and travelers; few spend time in the courts of vampire culture. They have little regard for clan enmities or alliances. Conlicts with Gangrel more often concern domain and feeding rights instead of politics and power-brokering. Further, they don’t differentiate between ancient and newly Embraced vampires, as other clans do.
Instead, the Gangrel base clan prestige on an individual’s capacity and ability, rewarding courage and individual strength. Gangrel elders demand respect — but it is a respect that they are willing to earn.
Most Gangrel appear scruffy-looking, rough, and ragged, as beits a clan of wanderers. Further, when they frenzy, they take on aspects of natural creatures, lending them an animalistic mien. They shelter where they please, in the soil of the earth, and do not care what others think of their appearance. Gangrel sire sporadically, often after hunting a prospective childe. They frequently abandon the ledgling vampire after her creation, forcing her to learn the basic lessons of survival on her own. Only after the childe has proven herself will the sire return to induct her into vampire society and introduce her to the clan.
Stereotypes
Assamite: Pull off the fucking head and the body will die.
Brujah: I wouldn’t call what we have “trust.” More of an understanding that we have a common enemy.
Followers of Set: If it smells like carrion, I don’t want any part of it.
Giovanni: I try to make it a habit not to keep talking to things once I’ve killed them.
Lasombra: I’m not afraid of the dark, so you’d better have something else underneath that cape.
Malkavian: Ten gallons of bullshit in a one-gallon jug.
Nosferatu: When they get nervous, get the fuck out of there.
Ravnos: If she starts calling you her brother, pop your claws and make your point. It’s the only way she’ll learn.
Toreador: Assume that they want something from you when they lower themselves to your level.
Tremere: Fight or flight with the grayfaces. Choose carefully.
Tzimisce: When I see a carcass eaten through with worms, I’m smart enough to know it’s rotten.
Ventrue: If you like answering to a master, you can do worse… but not much.
Caitiff: Unless they pull their weight, who needs another mouth to feed?
Camarilla: Any port in a storm, I guess.
Sabbat: Self-righteous evangelical garbage.
Anarchs: Almost. They almost get it.
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