Fog City Blues

San Francisco. The financial and cultural heart of Northern California. 800,000 souls blanketed by the ever-present sea fog.

Baghdad by the Bay is home to more than just the tech industry elite and hippy artist communes. Beneath the salt air and tourist traffic lies a bustling community of wizards, shapeshifters, fae and all manner of other supernatural critters going bump in the night through the fog-shrouded San Francisco streets. Butting heads with them, knowingly or not, are the old Chinese Tongs, the Russian Vory and the thin blue line of the beleaguered SFPD.

Still, though, in every city there’s always a handful of people standing against the darkness. San Francisco’s no different. When things go bump in the night, someone’s gotta be willing to bump back.