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THE MONSTER OF EALING
Last night, several people reported the sighting of a "screaming red monster" in a quiet neighbourhood of Ealing. After a power shortage in the area, a building caught fire. It was then when, what was described as a "man shaped, footless creature" emerged from the flames, leaping, running, and screaming. One woman has told our reporters that the man had "teeth like a wolf, and the face of the devil". Police officers are still trying to get to the bottom of this; neither the power shortage nor the fire have still been explained. A spokesperson from Scotland Yard has stated that the "so called monster" might be a wounded person, escaping the fire.

TRAGEDY IN TOOLEY STREET
The police has found the bodies of three TFL workers in the construction site at Tooley Street. One of their colleagues raised the alarms last week, when the three workers didn't attend their shifts. The bodies of the men have been found in a deep hole, uncovered by the refurbishment works that are taking place in the area. According to the Police, the bodies were horribly mutilated, which has led to the wildest speculations. The names of the three workers are being kept anonymous, following the wishes of their families.

HOROSCOPE
MARCH 8 - PISCES
You are used to making sacrifices, to prioritising the happiness of others before yours. Even though that is a noble attitude, there are times in life where the only healthy alternative is to embrace your own selfishness and allow yourself some enjoyment. Reserve one hour per day to do something you really like. Treat yourself! Your colour for this month is blue.
Echoes from the past ring back into London. Their intensity increases until they are deafening. What once was a faded memory of a glorious time, now becomes a shocking reality. The consequences of actions taken decades ago ripple into the present, altering the lives of everybody in the City. Unguided and blind, Kindred wander around, trying to make profit out of the reigning chaos.


The appearance of four mysterious figures turned the city upside down. Mistrust and jealousy became the official currency of London. Serpents and fiends rise to power, misdirecting the blaming eyes of the Camarilla towards imaginary enemies. Only those with clear vision and the ability to trust each other strive, while the rest run towards a shallow grave.



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Current Chronicle: Dragons and Lions; Pride and Fire
Current Season: Spring
Controlling Sect: Camarilla



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Population: 31

Camarilla
Anarchs
Other
Ventrue: 1
Toreador: 5 (6)
Brujah: 2 (3)
Malkavian: 7
Tremere: 2
Nosferatu: 3
Gangrel: 1
Ventrue: 1
Toreador: 0
Brujah: 2 (3)
Malkavian: 0
Nosferatu: 1
Gangrel: 1
Setites: 5
Sabbat: ???


THE CAMARILLA

Prince

Nobody

Sheriff
Meredith Furlong
Hounds
Robyne Sheridan
Rosella Marie Allain


Keeper of Elysium
Davvad Bisset

Grand Harpy
Catherine Wilke

Primogen
Ventrue: Marcus Antonio Russo
Brujah: Thomas Krusen
Gangrel: Alexa Mallik
Malkavian: Ellora Reese
Tremere: Hannah Sundling
Toreador: Arsenio Pozzi
Nosferatu: Dogan Khojak



ANARCHS

Baron

Khoza

Baronets
Enfield: Leslie
Haringey & Barnet: Clarice Harris
Harrow: Jelena Korolenko

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A call (Lazaruss)
Topic Started: Sunday, 20. April 2014, 19:31 (190 Views)
Renard
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A call cam in for Lazaruss. The number connected with it identified as the Seneshal's.
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Lazaruss arched an eyebrow, marked the page he was on, closed the book, and picked up the phone.

" Honored Primogen. " He said. " What can i do for you tonight ?"
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"You asked me whether I had an assignment for you that might be able to garner you a minor boon once. Now is the time that I ight be able to present you with such an assignment."
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Lazaruss leaned forward. " I thank you for the opportunity. Tell me when and where and i'll be there. "
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"I'll leave you a note with the details in it. Collect it from the first bench on the right on Kingston Bridge. It will have the details on it."
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" I'll go there right now. " He said. " Would there be anything else ?"
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The reply came swiftly.

"Oh, not at all. If you have no objections, I would like to end the call, if I may ?"
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" Of course. " Lazaruss said without pause. " I apologize for keeping you. Have a pleasant evening. "

After the phone was disconnected, Lazaruss allowed himself to feel a bit puzzled about Henderson's politeness. A Primogen did not ask for a neonate's permission to end a conversation. At least no primogen he had ever heard of. It made him wonder.

It could be that Henderson was regarding him with a measure of esteem, but he was too pessimistic to buy that. Yet.

Or, it could be that something was wrong. Something that Henderson was giving him a hint about.

Lazaruss had always thought that Henderson was the most influential person in London. Princes changed, primogen came and went, but the master of information would always be getting boons in exchange for his knowledge. He did not get where he was without being smarter than the average bear.

More importantly, he seemed like a man who did business like a spy, something Lazaruss could appreciate. Messages left in hidden locations were a good example of that.

Such a man communicated in codes, ciphers and hints. Ergo, it was entirely possible that he was giving Lazaruss a hint about something.

Then again, maybe he just did not like being referred to as Honored Primogen instead of Seneshal Henderson.

Still, Lazaruss decided to be on his guard. He dressed in his board-meeting blue suit, which was bland and average despite the fine material, and in it, he hid the surprises he carried with him into danger ; his set of specially treated knives, two plastic bags of chemical formula that reacted with air, and a gun loaded with special kind of bullets he had to acquire through unofficial channels.

On top of that, he put on his long brown trench-coat and a black scarf, which actually concealed 20 feet of though bridled rope.

With that, he flicked on the GPS in his watch and left the house for the Kingston bridge.
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