A Night of Shadows
and Power
The Awakening of The Master
After five centuries of slumber, the world has changed beyond recognition—but not enough to hide the scent of ambition and blood. From the depths of forgotten crypts, The Master rises once more. Ancient beyond mortal reckoning, he is whispered to be of The Marked, a bloodline older than empires, older even than history itself. His name is both legend and curse, and now his gaze falls upon Australia—a land ripe with opportunity, where his past rivals cannot so easily follow... or so he thought.
But power never moves unseen. Other bloodlines have taken notice. Some hunt him, seeking his end before he can claim dominion once more. Others come to learn his secret curse, believing it the key to mastering all vampirism. And still others, ever the opportunists, come to bask in his presence, eager to earn favor from one of Cain’s direct descendants.
To draw both mortals and monsters alike into his grand design, a ball has been called. Behind the glamour of music and masks, the true purpose lurks: to weave a tangled web of alliances and rivalries, to feast upon willing prey, and to determine which bloodlines will rise—and which will be erased from history.
The Nature of Vampires
The world has never had just one origin for the curse of vampirism. Cain was the first, yes—the primal sire of The Marked—but he was not the only dark genesis. Across time and culture, gods, curses, and forbidden relics have spawned other "first vampires", each forging their own bloodline. Some have ruled for eons; others are newly born, their progeny still fumbling in the dark.
Each bloodline carries its own nature, its own strange strengths and subtle curses. Theirs is not a democracy of wisdom or kindness, but of power—age, mastery, and ruthlessness define who is feared, who is obeyed, and who is dust beneath another’s heel.
The Eternal Hunger
For all their elegance and immortality, every vampire shares the same truth: blood is life. The Trasion bloodline’s research has granted the wealthy and ancient few the ability to savor mortal cuisine, though it nourishes nothing. The younger, poorer kindred are still bound to the ash-taste of human food and the unquenchable hunger for crimson warmth.
Even immortals cannot endure eternity without rest. Centuries weigh heavy on the mind, fracturing sanity. And so all vampires, no matter how mighty, must eventually slumber… until the night calls them again.
The Ball Awaits
When the moon climbs high and the music begins, the Danse Macabre is more than a masquerade. It is a crucible of power, where bloodlines clash in whispered schemes and veiled threats, where mortals become pawns or prizes, and where the very future of vampiric rule may be decided.
Will you witness history in the making—or become part of the feast?
Montsalvat
Where
7 Hillcrest Ave Eltham Vic 3095
Saturday the 6th of December
When
Starts 8pm