Peste Umbrarum

Coursing through the arteries of time, wailing like the gales of a long forgotten past, is an ancient yearning. Woe that can only be encapsulated in the pain of centuries. These cries from the ether, embodied in four winds of the apocalypse, have congregated over the Pacific Northwest and manifested themselves in the cult of Peste Umbrarum. A vampyric tribe relishing in occult delights and the spread of a diseased design.