The Originals RPG

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You feel it before you understand it.

The humidity that wraps around you like a second skin the moment you step off the bus, the train, the plane, the boat. The smell of beignets and bourbon and the river and something underneath all three that has been here longer than the city has had a name. Jazz spilling from balconies you cannot see. The cemeteries glowing soft under wrought iron. The bayou pressing in from every direction, full of eyes.

This is New Orleans. Not the one in the postcards. The one that breathes.

The Quarter does not sleep and it does not forget. The witches read tarot in shop windows for tourists who do not believe in either, and the ones who practice real magic do it behind closed doors, because the man who runs this city has rules about what witches are allowed to do on his streets, and the ones who broke the rules are not here anymore. The vampires walk in sunlight by his permission. The wolves stay in the bayou because they were driven there a long time ago and the curse on their bloodline has not lifted since. The humans hold a seat at a table they only half understand.

Somewhere on Royal Street, behind wrought-iron gates that have rusted shut for a hundred years, a compound is no longer empty.

The family who built it has come home.

You have walked into their city. You have walked into their century. You have walked into their war.

Whether they notice you depends on who you are.

⚜️ The Originals is a saga about family as weapon, family as religion, family as the only thing worth dying for and the only thing that can truly destroy you. The world's first vampires returned to a city they helped build a thousand years ago and found it ruled by the man Klaus once made a son of. What follows is five seasons of brothers daggering brothers, lovers turning into prophecies, witches feeding their dead, wolves carrying curses through bloodlines, and a child whose existence breaks the laws of every species she contains. New Orleans is the stage. The Mikaelsons are the storm.

Everyone else either bends or breaks.

❖ Niklaus Mikaelson ━ The bastard. The hybrid. The painter who breaks the world be