Auclair is a Winter Follower. She is scholarly, quiet, and remorseless. She has an affinity for chess, and is corpse-like in mannerisms.

One may engage in a romantic relationship with Auclair if she is spoken to and Streets Strange by Moonlight is chosen as the subject of discussion. Temptation: Enlightenment or any of its forms (ex., Desire: Enlightenment) is also required to do so..

Auclair, an acquaintance

Auclair has a scholarly aspect and a morbid streak. [You might be able to recruit this acquaintance as a follower.]

- Acquaintance description

Aspects: Acquaintance, Mortal


Auclair, a believer

Auclair is quiet, meticulous and remorseless.

- Believer description

Aspects: Mortal, Follower, Winter 2


Auclair, a disciple

Auclair rarely speaks. She chooses her words with care. Even her movements have become economical. She is never seen to blink.

- Disciple description

Aspects: Mortal, Potential, Winter 5, Follower, Disciple


A gaunt-faced woman, who is silent

The air is frosty, the candles gutter, the street-sounds are hushed. Someone is here.

- Exalt description

Aspects: Mortal, Winter 10, Exalted, Follower, Disciple



Auclair enjoys chess, now more than ever. The black, the white.

- Rival description

Aspects: A Rival's Ascension 2, Mortal, Maverick, Suspicious



Auclair does not speak or eat.

- Prisoner description

Aspects: Mortal, Heart 3, Lantern 3, Prisoner, Grail 3, Winter 5



Auclair can be romanced at Streets Strange by Moonlight.

The light is silver; the breeze is cool; the night's silence invites words as dark velvet invites a finger's touch.

- Invitation description

Auclair elevates her face and orients her mouth into a bright, clear smile. 'Delighted,' she says.

- Followup description

Speaking with Auclair is always a little like fencing and a little like accounting, so it's a surprise when she hesitates and lets the hesitation draw out inelegantly far. 'I don't want to touch you,' she says at last, 'but I want to be in your bed. Tonight.'

- Success description

Auclair sets up the chess board. The rules are a little different every evening. By the evening's end, we have always been distracted from them.

- Season description


Ever After

My mind is crowded with her. The catechisms over soup, the dialogues of daily life. What once were strolls beneath the moon are now our cherished memories, of her and I before we truly knew ourselves. Now we know. Now we are scholars of the heart. Now we are each other's. [This might be considered a victory. But the House is no place for lovers.]

- End description