As mention of the newest club to hit the streets of New Versailles came to fruition, there was a growing interest that caught like wildfire. Within the masses even the supernatural populous began to grow curious, and thus rumors began slip through independent corners of the city. Baseless speculation of a certain exclusiveness granted to those holding nothing more than a slip of laminated paper
The Torch Card
A faceless card that if presented to the right directive would grant access to a single sector aimed to accommodate the supernatural community. Dancefloor A packed beyond belief? Then slipping to place were fellow vamps or wolves lay about in Dancefoor B maybe the better option.
The back of the card held an engraved statement, one meant to be drilled into the minds of all who intended to use this special invitation. The mere nature of the card was toxic to humans, could they even hold one without turning ill? Although none know for sure, some even say there were sightings of a well dressed individual handing these cards out for a price. But who knows? It all seemed to be baseless speculation.
The Torch Card
A faceless card that if presented to the right directive would grant access to a single sector aimed to accommodate the supernatural community. Dancefloor A packed beyond belief? Then slipping to place were fellow vamps or wolves lay about in Dancefoor B maybe the better option.
The back of the card held an engraved statement, one meant to be drilled into the minds of all who intended to use this special invitation. The mere nature of the card was toxic to humans, could they even hold one without turning ill? Although none know for sure, some even say there were sightings of a well dressed individual handing these cards out for a price. But who knows? It all seemed to be baseless speculation.
