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The World of Darkness Martial Arts
The World of Darkness Martial Arts
OCTOBER/NOVEMBER 2004
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Features
15 Spotlight On: The NecroCyberz A new online Guild for Wraith: The Oblivion
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By J. Edward Tremlett
22 The Broken Mirror A secret sect and a broken mirror. Fiction for Kindred of the East
By Daniel Acaba
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A charcoal study of a
vampires victim, by
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Credits
Editorial
Its been an eventful year for White Wolf fans. Weve watched
a world end. For many of us, that world has been something of a
home for the last thirteen years. Characters weve grown quite
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So it should come as no surprise that many fans didnt listen as
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USE OF WEAPONS
While we are talking about hand-to-hand ghting in this article, we cannot forget about weapons all together. Most schools
will teach their students the basics of ghting with weapons, be
it a knife, sword, staff, or less obvious implements. There are
just too many situations when a weapon would be better than
your hand. Each school will teach a different style, often coming
together with the hand-to-hand style, but keep in mind that your
Fighting Styles Merit does not count when wielding a weapon.
However, your character should still have a descent rating in
Weaponry to reect his training.
HISTORY
SELF DEFENSE
SPIRITUALITY
SCHOOLS
Martial arts teach that the artist should focus his body and his
mind together, allowing him to go beyond himself and let the
soul take over. The principles of Yin and Yang are taught in Asia,
of course, but meditation is a universal lesson that runs parallel to
the concept. Through meditation, they can clear their minds of
everything except their intended purpose, whether it be to defeat
their opponent or nish their school exam, it is a truly useful skill
and one that is at the heart of all martial art forms.
This training in the mystical arts puts some masters of martial
arts into a whole other realm of power. They have gone past the
pinnacle of martial arts training and have become truly magical beings, capable of fantastic techniques. This also puts them
closer on the radar of supernatural beings and usually makes them
targets. Vampires hate the competition, especially when food
ghts back.
While many of styles are truly deadly to opponents, most martial arts were created as a way to defend ones self from attackers.
Whether it was to defeat the rival tribe in the jungles of Africa
or to make sure the emperor was kept safe in China, it is all about
protection. The institution of martial arts training leaked from
militaries into the schools that taught the average person on the
instruction of self defense, until most everyone, from soldier to
shopkeepers to farmers, knew some sort of martial art and could
defend themselves and their families from harm.
There are many stories of self-discovery around this principal.
The rogue martial artist ghting against his urges to take the ght
to the enemy, only to die in the end for such heroic, yet stupid,
actions. There are, of course, other stories which contradict the
rst. Every student is taught to use his or her own judgment and
see what comes from it.
There is a reason why they are called the martial arts. For
centuries, masters of the various forms would perform before their
betters in exhibitions against equally talented ghters or simply
execute katas that showed how focused they had become through
their practice. There are even some forms, like Capoeira, that
While martial arts styles are generally the same from place to
place, there are some schools that place specic focus on certain
aspects of the style above others. For example, there are recognizable differences between Northern Black Tiger Kung Fu and
Southern Black Tiger Kung Fu, as well between White Crane
Kung Fu and Tiger Crane Kung Fu. While the styles themselves
are similar enough to have the same name (or close to the same
name), they are taught in different areas by different masters in
different schools, which makes them different.
Students keep their school in high regard and most become
as family. Your teacher is you father and the other students your
siblings. It becomes the cornerstone of the students lifestyle, especially if they started young. This is how rivalries begin.
If some grievous disrespect is shown to a school, its students
and master will usually strike enmity against the aggressive school.
Some of these rivalries have lasted for centuries, the true reason
behind them lost to history, while others are settled quickly, usually by ritual combat. The grievance must be considerable to warrant something of this magnitude, but it does happen.
MASTERS
It has been tradition for centuries upon centuries for great warriors to compete to be the best. In the martial arts community,
though, there is more to the process than beating your opponent
to a bloody pulp. It is a matter of honor.
There are times when group combat is acceptable, but the vast
majority of battles are composed of only two combatants, usually from rival schools and usually with a score to settle with one
another. It is important for these martial artists to remember the
rules of combat.
Rules like Never strike your opponent in the back or Never
strike an opponent when hes down are two important ones. Doing one of the two above will lose the artist a mass of reputation.
If no one is watching, he will usually look down upon himself,
knowing the wrong he has made. The actual rules of combat do
vary from region to region, however. The Storyteller should take
this into consideration when running his game.
MILITARY TRAINING
TUTELAGE
Fighting Style: Kung Fu. You should really do your homework before determining if that style really needs its own write up. Most
will either use the two in the World of Darkness Corebook or can
be duplicated by any of the write-ups in this article.
MULTIPLE STYLES
PHYSICAL MERITS
SOCIAL MERITS
MENTAL MERITS
Danger Sense: Through their situational training, martial artists learn to work more off of instinct than anything, which makes
them very prone to having this merit. They just feel that something just isnt right.
Holistic Awareness: Many martial artists know ancient holistic remedies that have been lost throughout history. They will
does count for their action and their opponents action. Meaning the results of any grapples need to be settled in the following
round.
Duck and Weave ()
Deceptive Form (): Being hard to read is important to
the Praying Mantis. Per Defensive Action, except that it is +3
Defense and 3 penalty to their attack.
Whirlwind Assault (): per Whirlwind Strike, but can
make an extra attack for every dot of Dexterity above 1 (instead
of 2).
STYLES LIST
Now that you are ready to play, here are the breakdowns of the
different styles of martial arts. Once again, some styles may not
need their own rules, being represented just ne by those in the
World of Darkness Corebook or on the following list. But whatever you choose to do, have fun with it.
for just the right time to strike. The martial artist may hold his
action for one round to gain a +4 dice bonus to their strike in
the following round. The character cannot make a Dodge action
while he is coiled, but gains a +1 bonus to his natural Defense
score for that round. Likewise, during the round of the Strike, he
suffers a 2 to his defense score.
Pressure Points (): Through intense training in pressure points, the character can increase the amount of damage
dealt with a single attack. All brawl attacks the martial artist
makes, except for grappling, gains a +1 bonus to their dice pool.
Multiple Fang Attack (): per Whirlwind Strike, but
each strike can be directed to a different opponent if within close
range.
JUJITSU (JAPANESE)
NINJITSU (JAPANESE)
SUMO (JAPANESE)
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AIKIDO (JAPANESE)
HAPKIDO (KOREA)
Hapkido Martial Arts is a complete art of self-defense. It combines aspects of Tae Kwon Do, Karate, Ju-Jitsu and Aikido. Hapkido has a powerful arsenal of spinning kicks, thrusts and sweeps
combined with hard and soft st attacks and defenses. As well as
the use of kicks and punches, Hapkido uses nerve and pressure
point attacks, wrist and joint locks, and many twisting and throwing techniques.
Focused Attack ()
Pressure Points (): Through intense training in pressure
points, the character can increase the amount of damage dealt
with a single attack. All brawl attacks the martial artist makes,
except for grappling, gains a +1 bonus to their dice pool.
Combination Blows ()
Joint Lock (): The character may automatically make
another roll to Grapple: Immobilize upon getting equal to or
exceeding the targets size on a Grapple attack.
Lethal Strike ()
CAPOEIRA (BRAZIL)
MASTER TECHNIQUES
So, after you have mastered a martial art, what else is there to
do? Many students of combat simply try their hand at another
style, but there are those that go beyond this point of body and
mind. There are many lost secrets and ancient techniques that
are not taught to the average student. Below are a few of those
techniques.
However, these are not abilities that can be taught without
the proper teacher. Some students work diligently for a master
for years to learn a single one. They are not cheap either conceptually or when referring to the cost of Experience points. Storytellers should make it hard to learn lost techniques, since only
a precious few really wield their awesome power in this modern
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ART OF INVISIBILITY
CHI STRIKE
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FLEXIBLE MASTER
ing lost memories. A Extended Wits + Persuasion victims Resolve. Bonuses can be gained if the victim is fully restrained. An
Exceptional success means the victim accepts the new memories
without thought.
KILLING STRIKE
OX-BODY TECHNIQUE
PARALYZING STRIKE
SILENCE OF WIND
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VIBRATION STRIKE
Spotlight
on:
The
NecroCyberz
Guildmaster: Jose Julio, aka Cybergod, has proclaimed himself the leader of this new Clique by right of organizing the
strike that led to it. No ones challenged him on this, yet, and if
he keeps making the right decisions it may yet be a while before
anyone does.
Center of Power: The Cliques leadership is currently hiding
out in the National Security Agencys own mainframe, all but
daring the Guild they left to come and get them. At least, thats
what they want the Articers to think: in reality, theyre
hiding in Las Cruces, and watching with glee as what few
house servant web-savants the Guild has left all but fry
themselves trying to hack the NSA.
Specialty Arcanos: While what they practice is,
technically, Inhabit, the Clique is pushing to have
their computer-heavy Arcanos - and all related electronic arts thereof - renamed Necrocybernetics.
ORGANIZATION
NOTABLE GROUPS
None. (See above)
CURRENT HISTORY
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slowly developed. On one end are the traditionalists who remember the days before computers, and when they called their Arcanos Kinesis. On the other end are the new wave kids, who only
ever knew it as Inhabit, and have taken to the new, digital world
like ducks to water.
The old-timers want to bang hammer to forge and make Artifacts, while the new breed want to dive into Virtuality and make
it sing for them. Older hands in the Guild knew that the difference in outlook would probably come to a head one day, but
they trusted in Lord Nhudris presence to keep order. They
also trusted in people like Lord Ember - not to mention the
zealots in the Cult of Nhudri - to enforce it.
But then the 6th Great Maelstrom saw Lord Nhudri
vanish from his workshop, and Lord Ember disappear
into a nal Harrowing. And its aftermath saw the
once-venerated Guild have to take it on the lam
from angry mobs, and get absolutely no respect
from the other Guilds. In the face of those harsh
realities that order all but crumbled, and a
schism was inevitable.
So it was that, one day, a massively talented Journeyman by the name of Jose Julio got sick and tired of being told to eat
shit and call it manna from Heaven. Hed
been building towards this for some time, and
had cultivated enough friends and allies to call
for a general strike - one that was too large for
the Cult of Nhudri to quell, and much too loud
to ignore.
Bolstered by the huge response, Jose went to the
Guilds leadership and gave them a list of requests - all
part of a plan to bring the Guild into the 21st Century,
as he put it. However, the leaders were rather contemptuous of these notions, and threw them all back in his
face as impossible, too much or too presumptuous.
Who was he to tell them anything...?
Then he was told to submit himself for judgment for widescale disruption of the Guilds business in this time of emergency,
and that was the signal the others were waiting for. With a nal ourish - two ngers on both hands - Jose leaped into the
Tempest, daring his would-be captors to follow him. And as word
went down the chain, his followers all tossed their hammers and
necklaces aside, and left as one.
In the short time since then, the Clique has gained new members, and made a lot of headway in their plans. Theyve also
fought off assaults on their group by Articers sent to bring them
back to the fold, and have suffered only minor casualties. Put
simply, no one knows the virtual battleground better than they
do, and the old folks just cant compete.
CURRENT ACTIVITIES
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Of floating Spirits
By Eloy Lasanta
THE RETURN
WHAT IS A YULAN-JIN?
CHOOSING A DHARMA
Teaching a Yulan-jin is not that different than another Kueijin student. They choose their own path and follow it to the
best of their abilities. However, the things teachers must do to
instruct their pupils in their Dharma can go beyond simple koans and onto physical and mental torture in some cases. This is
where things get messy.
The Path of 1000 Whispers is the most common among the
Yulan-jin. However, their lives dont only end with the gaining
of enlightenment, but also if fatal mishaps occur. Often times,
when they return to the Middle Kingdom in their new body, they
must start a new life, since the amnesia has set in deeply. The
Rootless Trees have a tendency to be very sporadic in their lives,
but the Yulan-jin make it an art form. So much, as a matter of
fact, that they are often referred to as the Floating Trees; not only
do they have no roots, but they do not even have gravity holding
them in their place.
Followers of the Way of the Resplendent Crane can nd a
feeling of peace within the connes of the laws they are provided.
They learn their place in the world and their history and can use
special rites to structure themselves in the Way. If a Yulan-jin
forgets these laws after the Ripping, he would bring much shame
on his mentor, incurring the wrath of many. The path of the
Shining Ice Guardian brings its good and bad points, but is the
second best choice.
The Thrashing Dragons, likewise, are a good choice for those
who have suffered the curse of the Yulan-jin. Striving to live as
much as possible is already a goal for so many of them, holding on
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in spirit form away from his body or to those who use Obligation.
Your afliation cannot be changed, so choose well, but these Soul
Circles are purely optional. A Yulan-jin can deny them all, but
will be subject to normal rules. Below are examples, but each
Storyteller is encouraged to create others to compliment his own personal world.
SOUL CIRCLES
No matter the choice in Dharma, the Yulanjin are never truly accepted by their peers. They
are different, they are weak and, as such, they
are not respected by most other Kuei-jin. They
consider themselves family, linked by their
spiritual condition, placing the Yulan- in
their name to signify their personality (ex:
Yulan-Li Rong, Yulan-Anjing, etc).
The Yulan-jin have also developed their own sects, called Soul
Circles. Each circle also provides
one additional way for the Yulan-jin to keep his body.
Joining a Soul Circle is quite easy, yet it will last for the rest of
their existence. The process of a Yulan-jins induction involves
the branding of his soul with a rite. This character, written in the
oldest Kuei-jin language, Kaja, is visible only if the Yulan-jin is
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To make sure you arent ripped from your body, you need to be
well protected. A Kevlar jacket is a good way to do it, because
you can still die if there are enough bullets shot at you, right? If
you cant get a hold of any physical armor, nd yourself a wise man
and get some spiritual protection. There are many applications of
jade, as well as special rites, to improve your ability to resist being
fatally wounded. Of course, if all else fails, you can invest in the
teachings of Iron Mountain; however, giving into your demon is
never a good idea. Make sure you have a handle on your Po with
Cultivation or a really high Hun before taking this route.
OBLIGATION
KEEP A DATABASE
THE TRUTH
Now, I know that I have made it seem like the Yulan-jin probably switches bodies every other day. But quite the opposite is
true. Depending on your lifestyle, you can survive years without
having to worry about the Ripping. However, to be useful in any
group, youll have to take chances and one of those chances could
lead you to the Little Death.
CONCLUSION
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Justification
By Tony Murlin
There is very little in life to assure one who walks its myriad
of paths. The only assurances are those that the collective you
know for absolute certain. You will, at some point in your life, get
sick. You will, barring misadventure, eventually wither and die.
At least most of you will. Of course, this does, for the most part,
leave exception for us.
Who is us, you ask? I dont think youre ready to know yet.
Give you and I some time to become acquainted, and then I might
ll you in on my little secret. But you must indulge me, lest I feel
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ever known before this night were added together and multiplied
by some ludicrous number that exists only in space and national
economies.
My violent euphoria was taken from me by a sorrowful whimper, the kind that engenders people to buy those unwanted puppies inside cardboard boxes on wayward street corners. My vision
reawakened into a world of brown. At rst I thought I still had
mud in my eyes, but I quickly realized that it was a cascade of
long, wavy locks blocking my vision. My mortication came and
went like a New York taxi cab, until my senses returned enough
for me to realize that I not only had someone in my arms, but that
I was sucking on them. I forced myself to ignore the connotations
behind the copper taste in my mouth, and at rst became resolute
to allow my reverie to continue. I felt truly at peace, clasped
onto this person like a lamprey. It was like a womb for my mind,
the monster coiled throughout, placating my every desire in one
perfect moment. This was love. This was Heaven. This is what
I was meant to do with my life.
A sharp burst of lightning cracked hard behind me. Something
deep inside spoke to me, warning me that someone, or something,
was going to take my Heaven away from me. I was resolute in my
need for this feeling, so what I did was squeeze a little harder. At
the time I was too enveloped in what I was doing to realize that
I was constricting harder and harder every time my Heaven pulsated, or I heard the strange whimper, or the lightning exploded.
Eventually, after a twig snapped, the whimpering stopped.
I bet youre asking what its like to be Damned. What its like
to know, for a fact, that God does not like you, and, if anything,
would like to see you obliterated. Its quite liberating, I assure
you. As a man, before my Embrace some seventy-ve years ago,
I was quite concerned about my place in Gods plan and what he
thought of me. Every day I took it on faith that he truly loved me
like the good book said he did, and I followed all the little rules
and regulations required of me like all good Christians. Oh,
sure, I slipped every now and then. I enjoyed the drink a little too
much one night (despite its illegality), and on the next I would
enjoy a bad woman. Heh. But a quick trip to the confessional
and the requisite renunciation of my acts was enough to get me
in, right?
Deep inside I felt that the answer was not one Id like to hear,
but I held hope that, despite my faults, I was the type of man that
would get to sit next to the throne of the Lord when my day nally came. That I would be forgiven. But then the nagging questions began: What if my religion isnt the correct one or What
if my religion is correct, but I am ultimately a failure in the eyes
of God? For a man as concerned over religious matters as I was,
these were questions to which I lost sleep. Then, one day I met
my un-Maker, and became free.
Hmmm. You arent going anywhere let me tell you a
story
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The
Broken
A shrill scream of co-mingled pain and pleasure breaks
the placid country night, piercing the silence that looms over the
darkened temple. Running his hand over his baldhead, the young
man walks for the doors to the temple. Feeling the darkened, sturdy wooden door, he sighs heavily before shoving it open. Making
his way over some debris, he slowly heads for the back of the main
area of the temple. A soft hissing sound is heard from behind him
but he barely reacts to it, making his way straight for the doors
ahead of him and shoving them wide open, stopping suddenly to
look over the sight before him. All around the room are mortal
men and women in the throes of pain, pleasure and ecstasy as
they writhe and groan under bakemono of both sexes. Sitting on
a large chair made of stone and decorated with bits of bone and
jade, is a man, slight of stature but with a force of will that can be
felt from across the expansive room. Master Whangbo . . . I hope
he doesnt react too harshly to my failings . . .
The slight man looks up at the young Devil Tigers entry.
Shen Jin, what brings you back here so soon after leaving? The
man asks. The annoyed tone of his voice brings a slight shudder to Shen as he bows to the elder. Most wise and honored
elder, I have come to deliver news of the mission you sent us
on. Spoken nervously. The elderly man sighs heavily and waves
a hand idly then. Speak then, boy. And make it quick. I have
more important matters to attend to than sitting here listening
to you all night. Nodding at his words, Shen rises to his feet
and looks at the man. You sent us out to meet with members of
the Green Court to obtain the package you asked for. However
when we arrived at the small village, there was naught there. It
was a ghost town, devoid of any mortals much less Wan Kuei. We
proceeded to investigate as per Saimdangs orders . . . the Bone
Flower leader of our wu. As we split up, I was made aware of the
fact I was being watched and I proceeded to assume the Demons
form, just in case of a Green Court ambush . . . Shen trails off,
clearly bothered by what he is thinking. What is it boy? What
happened? Do not waste my time with this drivel unless it is important. Taken aback at the outburst from the elder, Shen nods
and licks his lips before continuing.
I heard a scream from one of my wu mates . . . one of
the women. Not sure which one though because almost as soon
as that happened I noticed something my senses hadnt caught
before. There were scents in the air that made my Po go wild;
the scent of Yomi was in that place. Realizing something bad was
going on here, I ran to the scream but was stopped by demons
that suddenly blocked my path. They looked like vulture men or
something. Distorted beings . . . Regardless, I managed to ght
them off, but the sight of them had my Po in a whirl. Memories
of time in Yomi and tortures that were suffered came rushing back
. . . Taking a breath he continues. By the time I found them,
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Mirror
By Daniel Acaba
travel away from here. They took over a small village and have
stripped it of human life and killed at least seven Wan Kuei. Only
one has survived the attack, one of my dharma. He explains.
The womans face gets interested suddenly at the mention of the
Broken Mirror. Really now? Have you? And what do you think
of the area? How populated is it? She asks looking away as she
says something softly in Korean, presumably to one of her aides.
It is in a now deserted area due to them taking the humans.
Theyre likely food and hosts for bakemono now. Whangbo adds.
The woman nods to that.
And if we were to bring out the weapons, how much
danger would there be to other humans? He thinks for a moment and reaches for a piece of paper. Looking over it closely, he
analyzes the writing on it before speaking. If we make a thorough
assault on the area as our elders have dictated, we will likely destroy four small villages and destroy part of a larger city. Said easily as if he were discussing the weather. I see. Send a messenger
with all the relevant information and let us gather our troops to
be mobilized. We will set up a perimeter before we devastate the
area with missiles. Once we have attened the demons we will
send in our forces to nish it off and seal the Broken Mirror. He
nods to her words and grins. As you wish. I look forward to this
momentous event. The Thousand Embers Righteousness Society
will no longer have to hide away from the masses. We will seize
our destiny and annihilate all that oppose us. He grins and the
woman laughs a girlish laugh.
The sound of rapid movement suddenly distracts him.
Whirling around Whangbo looks at the bakemono. Why were
you listening in on my conversation? The two serpent creatures
look over to him. It was not us, master. It was Shen Jin. He was
just here. Whangbos eyes widen at that. He heard . . . Get
him! With a hiss, the bakemono slithers out of the room calling
for others to come with them. Walking out to watch the small
horde of bakemono race out the temple, Whangbo makes a st.
He can ruin everything. He must not be allowed to live to pass on what
he has seen and heard.
Breathing heavily, Whangbo runs as hard as he can. The
cries and screeches of the bakemono behind him, he moves as fast
as his demon powers and Yang Prana will allow him to move. He
has to warn someone . . . has to nd help. I cant let them do this. I
cannot . . . those innocents . . .
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