"We sleep safely at night because rough men stand ready to visit violence on those who would harm us." — Winston S. Churchill
The job of a Warden of the White Council is quite thankless- the measure of his success is how unknown he remains to those that he protects. His failures become literally the thing of legend. The Warden of the Shenandoah Valley was quite successful by this measure. The mechanisms of the supernatural had not kept pace with areas around, and that mitigating influence had spread throughout the area to make the verdant area a relatively safe place.
But what happens when the area is stripped of its supernatural protector? With the turmoil in other areas, there is no one to step into the breach- the White Council is already spread thin by the Vampire Wars. So who will keep the floodgates from overwhelming the area?