Mikhail struck with the unparalleled might of the storm, as Hedge Wolves leapt at him from the thorns. From his hand came a ferocious wind, that tore at everything in its way, reducing the foliage in front of him to splinters and mulch. A rough path was hewn within the Hedge.

Almost immediately, though, the Hedge replaced its lost branches and brambles. It was unlike the psychoactive Hedge to do something like that so quickly. The Thorns had been acting strangely as of late, going berserk, with paths between the mortal world and Arcadia openning and closing at random. Men and women went missing more often, and more Changelings were coming out. This was indeed peculiar.
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Keith thrust his spear into the mighty Pain Spirit, and withdrew immediately. It had been driven into a berserk frenzy by forces unknown. The Shadow had gone completely mad, the land of Spirits had fallen into turmoil. This was having unfortunate repurcussions on the Material, as well. Powerful spirits of death gathered near hospitals, and death rates spiked. Horrid embodyments of sorrow had taken refuge in the cemetaries, and mighty spirits of war incited frenzies among the homeless.
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Joseph struck at the Prince's lapdogs, disabling their nervous systems with each blow. His fingertips, palms, and feet lashed into the nerve clusters, and various appendages fell limp upon the bodies of their respective owners. With just a strike to the forehead, the frenzied Prince Regenald fell to the floor, unconcious.

What was wrong with the world? A Vampire dignitary would never succumb to frenzy at Joseph's presence, him being a vampire of lower status within the Invictus. Something was wrong, though. Joseph's networks were going haywire, as vampires spontaneously entered frenzy, and a couple of bloodtied networks became atrophied, as vampires could no longer feel their Sire, or Childer.
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Okay, so here's the deal. As one may have guessed from the title, the end appears to be approaching. Well, in all actuality, someone's trying to bring the end with them. Those attempting to end the world are called Harbingers, though only the most ancient or a truly 'occult encyclopedia' of a person know of them. They have come from a place known only as Stygia, a realm of death. There are various harbingers loose in the world, but the ones known as the Horsemen are the most powerful, and their the ones causing the trouble. There are, as you may have also guessed, four horsemen. Plague, War, Death, and Famine. (anyone else can make War, Death, or Famine, but I hate to tell ya' I've got my stakes in Plague) One may be mortal, one may be a vampire, a werewolf, mage, promethean or changeling. If you wish to join in, don't worry, I'll try to post some good info later. Oh, one may also take the role of a Harbinger.