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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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Queen's Wood recce; Attn: Leslie
Topic Started: Tuesday, 26. May 2015, 22:38 (1,539 Views)
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William thought for a moment and then smiled, nodding to himself. He picked up a stick and carved strange shapes into the earth.

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These are the runes of Odin. To most they are simply an ancient alphabet used by a long dead people to mark their passing and leave a legacy to the centuries. It is said that there are those who know the true meaning of the runes and can use them to create works of magic. I am an Afterganger, I have died and yet I still live, so who am I to say magic does not exist?"

William looked to the stars for a moment, smiling at the little paradoxes of their existence. He had been laughed at before now for his belief in magic, the old stories of witches and warlocks, elves and the dwarven folk from the sagas. They could accept their existence as vampires, believe in werewolves yet ignore the other myths.

"Knowledge is power Leslie, it always has been. Yet power without responsibility, without cost is dangerous and likely to destroy the wielder as much as his enemies. The old gods knew this, they appreciated that all things had a cost, a price to pay. There is a great Ash tree called Yggdrasil that connects the nine worlds."

He drew a simple tree shape in the ground and linked it to nine circles, naming each as he did so.

"Asgard and Vanaheim, home to the two races of Gods, Aesir and Vanir. The two realms of the elves, light and dark, Alfheim and Svartalfheim. The realm of the Dwarven folk, Nidavellir. Then we have Jotunheim, the realm of the giants. Finaly the two elemental realms, Niflheaim is the realm of ice and shadow that holds the gateway to the realm of the dead and Muspelheim is the realm of fire and home to creatures of wrath and hatred."

He chuckled and looked up again.

"Many of the Christian myths of hell, fire and brimstone come from the Norse sagas, but that is a tale for another day. One of Yggdrasil's roots leads from Jotunheim and found within is a well of knowledge known as Mimirsbrunnr, guarded by one of the Aesir, a god called Mimir. It is said that to drink from the well was to give knowledge of all things. Now to the cost of such things."

William grinned, a toothy, almost threatening gesture heralding the dark twist to come.

"The Vanir and Aesir where enemies once and made war upon each other. Mimir was the wisest of the Aesir and found himself a Vanir hostage, yet they did not appreciate wisdom and removed his head. Odin built a shrine to his fallen kinsman and from the mouth of the decapitated head, flowed the well of knowledge. The first true price of ultimate wisdom, death at the hands of those who do not appreciate it. Odin wished to use this well to find a way to escape Ragnarok and find a path in which his people could live and to do so he sacrificed his left eye. Yet knowledge is a fickle thing, Odin learned the truth that Ragnarok could not be avoided, that all things are fated to end and no knowledge or wisdom can be used to escape the skein of fate woven by the Norns.

The short tale ended, William looked once more to his companion for the evening.

"Knowledge is indeed power, yet sometimes it is better to be ignorant of a truth and still embrace hope than to know for sure that such hope is an empty and forlorn cause. We spend our lives asking questions and this is a good thing because it keeps us from becoming lazy and bored. yet always remember that the answers may not always be as important as the question."

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When he carved the symbols into the ground she repositioned herself to sit ext to him and see the shapes better. With her fingertip she traced the images in the dirt as if she was trying to memorise the strange shapes of these symbols. She listend in silence and looked at him from aside. Was all that true? Seriously? She had seen stuff in a movie about Asgard and they sure as hell didn't look like vampires. Nor were there dwarves. Was he really a Gangrel? Humans had wicked eye lenses to change the eyes these days. Maybe he just believed these movies and the comic books.

So, wait? No Thor? No Loki? Ooooh purrrrtastic! Loki! A small giggle escaped her when she thought of that. Her attention drifted away because she didn't really understand it all and well... she was a teenager. Not only Embraced as one but her human years were still bigger than her vampire years. When she blinked back to reality she was still tracing the designs in the ground with her indexfinger.

"Honestly... " she paused and shrugged because she wasn't really sure what to say or how to say it without being disrespectful. "... is that a myth or something? It all sounds so fictional. I swear I have seen such stuff in movies. The very few Gathers I have been to were all about sharing stories and ways of survival but this is the first time I hear such a story." she was nearly whispering. As if afraid to say what was on her mind. Somehow a story which had Asgard in it and no Loki just didn't fit. Damn that would be a cute vampire but probably on the wrong side of the fence. Thor was too plain. And too serious. Nah... Loki... that was adventure! And with that thought in mind she was mindlessly staring at William and slightly purring.
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"A myth?" William chuckled, shook his head and then turned to look at Leslie. An amused twinkle in his eye. "To the vast majority of the mortals, you and me are nothing but a myth. How many truths lie forgotten and hidden under the title of myth?"

Looking up at the trees around them, William framed his thoughts into words. The girl's soft purring was a comforting sound and endeared a rare sense of calm. Her words made William feel old, fiction and movies. There was little room for either in William's history, mortal and immortal.

"There are many ways to teach a lesson, the tale of Mimir's well is one of them. A way to teach that knowledge always comes with a cost and that sometimes that cost is not worth the reward. Learning how to kill quickly and quietly is a survival skill, knowing where to sink into the earth before dawn is a survival skill."

He smiled that toothy smile of his.

"Learning how much you are willing to pay for knowledge is a skill few really learn and many regret the lack."
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How strange an age could change the mind and perspective of someone's view. Luckily he wasn't angered by her youthful ignorance and questions. "That's true. Many myths and urban legends probably possess some truth. Then again believing it all would most likely drive me crazy." She said with a careless laughter that shortly echoed through the otherwise silent surrounding.

The young one rose to her feet and stretched her body to it's fullest length. Now he would be able to see her bunny tail properly and might even notice some fur peeking from under her shirt that crawled up her body during the stretching. She lowered her arms and sighed happily while she wrapped the shirt back down and hid tail which was now a bump under the cloth.

"Knowledge is indeed power and the price can be high. Not always worth the risk but at times it is. The thirst for knowledge brings much curiosity though and is the saying goes for the cat I could end up in trouble with my curiosity." she laughed softly at her own pun. "I also believe that some knowledge and wisdom should stay hidden for the outside world. We don't need to share every detail with whoever is out there." And now it was hopefully clear she wasn't only talking about Gangrel knowledge but general information as well. After all the secrets of the Anarchs shouldn't be spread either.

"We need to keep a distance between what's good to know for all and what is best to know for some. Otherwise you are just selling yourself cheap and that never ends well." It nearly felt as a threatening way to say "Whoever talks too much loses his head." Maybe that was what she meant. Maybe not. Leslie seemed as calm as ever. She didn't like forcing her opinion down someone's throat. At least not yet. He was new to London and still had to learn and prove himself.

Her eyes traveled across his face, taking in every detail for her mental scrapbook. Her nose wriggled to add his scent to his face and then suddenly she bowed to him from her waist. "Good night William. May your stories spread wisdom to those who earn it." And if he had nothing else to add she turned around and disappeared into the darkness that was provided by the trees. The night was nearing its end. Time to find a place to rest.
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"Sleep well m'lady"

William smiled as he watched her go, his stay in London was off to a good start but that did not mean he could be complacent. Had Leslie been more territorial and aggressive this evening could of ended badly, William needed to make more formal contact with the Anarchs and he had made a promise.

He raised an eyebrow at the tail, the beast was always random in it's marks and William dreaded the day he would awake from frenzy to find a tail of his own.

"One must howl with the wolves one finds himself amongst."

He picked himself up and headed home while he still could.
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