Two nights ago a pack mate caught a scent that turned his fur white and sent him into convulsions. Now you're looking for what carries the scent. This is the third installment at Gen Con. So bring your own 130 point Forsaken or play a pregen.
Don't let the Man get you down. Times can be tough if you and your pack gotta get jobs to pay for your weed and Cheetos. And if dealing with the Soccer Moms and shoplifting teens ain't bad enough, some clown down at Picadilly's is serving up human flesh with the banana cream pie.