"Die with your boots on."
Here the stillness of the night shatters like glass. Here silence flees
at the first sign of intruders. Here the darkness comes to life.
From every direction rise the ecstatic screams of the Damned. Lights
flicker on and off as the shadows leap about, wildly flinging themselves
from wall to wall.
In the midst of intoxicated revelry, some sit calmly, but even their passions
struggle to run free. As the cacophony builds, even the staid feel their
non-existent pulses race.
Here all is abandon. Here anger and fury rule the dark like twin lions,
ready for the kill. Here frenzy reigns.
Sporadic eruptions of rage and violence constantly rend the society of
the Kindred. Find one of these eruptions and more than likely a Brujah is
there as well. This savage clan takes on anyone - prince or anarch,
Camarilla or Sabbat, and even each other. The Brujah are infamous for their
violence and destructive frenzies; indeed, rational Cainites avoid them like
rabid dogs.
However, not all Brujah are the crazed destroyers of Kindred stereotypes.
Among Brujah can be found scholars, teachers, philosophers and leaders.
The Brujah are nothing if not contradictory, and no one Brujah truly
represents this diverse clan. For every Brujah anarch leader inciting riot
and revolution, another sits on a primogen council.
The one constant with the Brujah is that Change is gospel; Stagnation is
anathema.
All the members of this Clan are rebels of one kind or another. These
malcontents tend to be fanatical in their disparate beliefs - the only
thing that unifies them is their desire to overthrow the social system,
be it Kindred or mortal. They do, however, adhere fervently to the
Masquerade, if solely for the purpose of their own survival.