Blood and Oil
As counter-intuitive as it sounds, a sickness among the Kindred. It manifests in tendrils of rotting wood growing through the veins until they reach the heart, sending the Kindred into torpor as if they had been staked. Its origins, prevalence, and speed are unknown, but its danger is obvious.
“The source is occult, not biological. Where Ishmael got the design, I have no idea. Why he made it for the Snitch I have likewise no idea. But the fascists have it now, and woe betide the Kindred shot with those bullets. In simpler times we’d stake and sunburn the ones who made this wretched weapon. But these aren’t simple times”
—Melchior Hessian, Provisional Seneschal of the City of Detroit