By Sarah Trout (holychao@swbell.net). Also see the Disciples of Eris bloodline.
This was easier said than done.
Although Eris and her handful of Ecstatic followers were successful in keeping the Tremere at bay, they realized that they were going to need help. Eris petitioned her old mentor for aid, and got it in the form of a legion of mage volunteers for her Embrace. Some did not survive. Most lost their magickal ability. But a good number -- fifty or so -- came through the Embrace with their magickal ability intact. All, however, were branded on the forehead with the mark of the Tremere antitribu.
In an inspired moment, Eris gathered her followers together, Vampire and mage alike, and enacted a great ritual that rendered the mark visible to mundane sight. From that moment, even the mortal mages were marked as Erisians, and the brand transformed from a mark of shame to a mark of pride. As a result, an Erisian, breathing or not, can be identified by the glowing blue sigil on her forehead.
It was around the mid-40's that Eris discovered her namesake, the goddess of chaos. Eris began to seriously study the dynamics of chaos magick and apply them to both true magick and Thaumaturgy; thus were born a multitude of magickal effects and a new Thaumaturgy Path, the Path of Discordia. Eris discovered that Discordian magick was often hilarious to perform (Discordian magick involves anything and everything from bad puns to board games to practical jokes) and therefore infinitely less stressful than most other forms of magick...which made higher-level magick incredibly easy. However, Vampire Erisians only use true magick as a last resort; they pick up Paradox twice as fast as mortal mages.
Many say that the Disciples of Eris are responsible for the beginnings of the Discordian religion. The Disciples of Eris are accepted as full members of the Cult of Ecstacy. Even mages of other Traditions who join their ranks are adopted into the Tradition with open arms.
The appearance of the Erisians varies wildly. There are hippies, goths, weirdos in robes, 80's cute-punk-Valley-Girl teenyboppers, swashbuckling caped avengers, you name it. Many Erisians are mistaken for Marauders.
Celestial Chorus: [snore] 'Nuff said.
Cult of Ecstacy: Our roots lie with these wonderful folks. We stand with them no matter what.
Dreamspeakers: Good ideas, great drugs, lousy sense of humor.
Euthanatos: Who? Oh yeah. those guys. [shudder] No comment.
Order of Hermes: Get with the times, Merlin. Besides that, these creeps spawned the Tremere.
Sons of Ether: I don't know about some of their stuff, but they seem pretty harmless to me.
Verbena: Yes, they're scary, aren't they? You should be scared of them.
Virtual Adepts: Good folks, but the need to focus more in the real world and less on this cyberspace crap.
Hollow Ones: [shrug] Whatever.