"Beauty, a ravenous beast that devoured mine eyes."

Decadence,

"There is nonesuch if one has overdone something.  
The sages have spoken: 'The Path Of Excess leads to Wisdom'.  
Give me another reason then, to stray from this trod to follow another.  
Excess? Degeneracy, the morbid fascinare of the very secret nestled in your hearts' hollow.  
The sweetest sliver you save for anticipation of the next fever.  The hunger that knows your favorite color."
- Madman, from the Subtil Nocturne conversations

Good Evening, everyone. With all well-meaning sincerity and familiar affection I extend this most gracious welcome to all new members. Our hearts are warmed by the gift of your presence. Mnemosyne calls unto me of the halcyon of our earliest encounters, and opens my eyes from the dream that is tomorrow. Our First House has grown from the upstart collective of wondrous infernals, Fae, Kindred, Risen, and others into an exotic motley of truly polyglot and diverse creators and creatures.  The canvas we have chosen splashed with vigorous color, our glasses are full: come hither, join us as we take the careful first steps unto an unknown Future. 
 
Granted to you all the freedom to make of this place as you want it to be.
Share with us where you are from, and what you are made of.  
Make of this place something like yourselves: 
dark, curious, risqué, piquant, savage.  
Or if the looking-glass holds our image true: 
vibrant, hideous, simmering, explosive.  
Anything you have been!  Everything that you ever wanted to be!  

Come and stay, dearest.
Welcome To The House Of Decadence!

Forever,

Siddharta, Primogen Toreador
(in absentia Zara, Lady Night Xaviere, Geoff)