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Sample Cult:
Sodality of Licentia
The rebuilt former church at the top of Lomax Street is the
top nightclub in town. Licentia’s has been the top nightclub in
town for four years, consistently beating off stiff competition.
What makes Licentia’s so strong in the volatile nightclub industry
is its clientele, a select list of A-listers, business and political potentates
who funnel money into the club. After a few sessions at Licentia’s, even

the most hard-line prude finds it hard to disagree with its popularity.
Peddlers of Sin
Three High Priests comprise the Inner Core of the Sodality of
Licentia. Cynthia Lomax, Walter Sorvino and Michael Palmer were
a group of failing grad students who stumbled upon an old book in
the college library. Michael stole the book, and it promised them
all they needed to turn their failing grades around. It didn’t require
much. Just for them to get together in the basement of the old ru-
ined St Martin’s Church and spill a little blood.
The ritual succeeded. The demon Licentia, Daughter of Sitri,
Calipha of Sin, entered the world. Of course, it allowed them to
turn their grades around…but they stopped caring soon enough.
That was four years ago. Michael has disappeared. Walter never leaves
the basement of the nightclub, and only Cynthia sees him nowadays.
Nightclub Scene
The dance floor of Licentia’s is heaving most every night. A

handful of DJs are on permanent call and the club cycles them
around, apart from DJ Centi, who takes to the floor every Tuesday

night. Other than the occasional vampire dropping by to feed, very
little occurs here that is other than it seems.
The club’s not without its little scandals: drugs, minors getting
past the bouncers, violating noise regulations. The club manages to
stay on top of the worst problems. Nobody has died of an overdose
in the bathrooms yet, and any minors are spotted and ejected before
they can order any liquor.
Tuesday nights, though, are a different matter. That’s when the
club holds its private evening, for Sodality members only. Those are
the nights when DJ Centi takes to the stage, and the crowd just...
goes...mad. Ecstasy takes hold. Clothes are cast away. Something
takes hold of them: a rabid lust, a drug-hungry grip, and each Tues-
day night, a little something leaves them.
People have sold their cars to get tickets for Tuesday nights.
Joining the Sodality

Joining the Sodality is very difficult. The DJ personally seems to
select candidates, picking ones who either share her Vice, or who have
some sort of guilty secret already. She also never seems to pick anyone
who has Resources less than three dots.
Once picked, DJ Centi spends a week alone in the basement
with each candidate, making sure they’ll be pliable and willing.
Of course, before they go into that basement, they don’t know the
DJ is actually Licentia, the demon. But they learn that soon enough.
High Priestess Cynthia Lomax
Quote: Here’s a ticket for Tuesday night. Bring a friend. I don’t care
if she’s a virgin. She won’t be Wednesday morning.

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