Le Grand Salon de la Rose

Effete bastards? Art fags? Bitchy poseurs? Idle hedonists? Degenerates? Vacuous beautiful people? So what's your point -- is there supposed to be a bad side to this? Yes, of course, that's exactly what we are, and I, for one, am proud of it. Some people have better things to do than be ashamed of Toreador hedonism. Some would rather revel in it. Isn't that what the unlife is for?

If you want serious undead, go be a Ventrue. If you want senseless violence, join the Brujah. If you're a lunatic (or just play one on t.v.), it's the Malkavians for you. If you're a wanna-be mage, see the Tremere. If you have fleas (or want some), hang out with the Gangrel. If you're really ugly, crawl down to the Nosferatu sewers.

But if you want to pursue Art, Beauty, and the Sensualist Way, the Toreador is the only place for you.

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Le Salon de la Rose
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