Blood and Oil
“I swear to god you can taste the desperation in the blood. God I hate this town”
— Duke Stabler
The herd in Detroit are a hardy, stubborn breed. They have to be, with everything they’ve survived, and with all the chances to escape for somewhere better. Normally, poverty and despair are to the Kindred as flames to a moth, but in Detroit its reached the point of no return. The city is dead, and everyone seems to know it. The scary question is: what now?