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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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East London
West London
South London
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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 Crack in the Wall; ATTN: Marcus Antonio Russo
Topic Started: Monday, 13. July 2015, 12:02 (154 Views)
Tsar Ilya the First
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FROM: lostrelativeV3n7ru3@gomail.co.ua
TO: MAR
RE: Northern Family

Hello,

I hope this letter finds you well. I am sorry to contact you this way, but you will surely understand that my specific circumstances make a more usual contact quite a difficult task. Let me talk to you about myself, so you can see what I mean:

I am a distant member of your family, one of those descendants of old Kings. At some point of my life, I have lived and worked with the likes of you, bearers of the Cape, in a peaceful and easy way, but it is not in my nature to put my knee to the ground so easily. You may have guessed right already, if not, here is the clue: I am a proud inhabitant of the Northern regions of this city, one of the free citizens of the Five Boroughs. And my blood is of the same color as yours.

Further on, I am more than one of those free citizens; people in your side of the fence like titles and fancy names. To that end, I have been granted one of those elegant labels. People up North call me Baron.

During the last year, a lot has happened, straining the relationships between my people and your people. We have been attacked, bombed, spied upon, burned, condescended, insulted, and slighted in many ways. I am well aware that these events are not tied to you, or your decisions, and I don't find it fair to discard every southerner for the crimes of a few.

We share the same blood, and I know that you are in the position of the patriarch of our family. I think we need to meet, and to share impressions, away from the destructive faction politics that pull us apart so often. Who knows? Maybe we have more in common than what we ever thought possible.

Bear in mind that this is a peace offering, but also a secret communication. This is between you and me, nobody else. Should our meeting be productive, we could agree to find diplomatic ways of making our two worlds a little bit closer. Should it go south, we can both agree, as gentlemen, to just forget it all.

I am creating a place for this sort of meeting; a neutral area located in the very frontier between my world and yours. I would be delighted to have you there, and to inaugurate the venue in your company. Find the address and directions attached to this email. I will be waiting there at midnight in three days time. As a sign of good faith, I am providing you with my real name, so you can research me. My period with your people was around forty years ago, in Kiev. I don't know if the Prince will be the same one I left there, but people in the area should fondly remember me, and my brothers.

I truly hope you accept my invitation, and that we can build a fruitful relationship between us, faction loyalties aside, as members of the same family.

Best wishes,
Yuri Mikhailov.
Attached to the email, there is a .pdf file with the address of an adult store in Brent: The Peeping Swiss, a map, and clear indications to get to the peep show cabins through the front door.
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It was refreshing to read the words in the email. Refreshing on so many different levels.

As far as he saw it, London would be spared; London could now be saved.

He felt the obvious references to their distant relations provided a link between the Baron and himself. A link that no other Primogen nor even the Prince himself would ever be able to achieve; quite possibly never be able to understand. He felt this advantage placed him in a higher status. One of the many benefits of having such superior heritage: you're destined to run into family in high places.

He decided to respect the secrecy of the email for now. He wanted to have a shred of faith in the Ventrue Baron and so decided to meet him on these new neutral grounds. It was worth the risk. It would serve well to be the first Camarilla Kindred able to vouch for the safety measures the place provided for any future Camarilla visitors. He decided the Prince would receive knowledge of the meeting and the venue where it took place, but only after the meeting had taken place already. Depending on the outcome of the meeting, he would then personally decide on what specific details to include in that report.

Using one finger he slowly typed back a reply. A feeling of guilt made him take a puff of his cigarette while he continued to poke the keys with a single finger. 'Secret' back-and-forth's with the Baron of London through email. Though the emails can be explained as diplomatic measures, it still just seemed so... Taboo.

RE: Northern Family
 
I am in awe of your gesture.

I'll see you in three nights then, dear Cousin.

Best Wishes,
M. A. Russo

A short reply so the feeling of guilt didn't last to long.

Starling had left; Alarik had been murdered; Mr Bordea was never received at the club; and Mrs Carter wasn't at all the most shining example of a Ventrue. This all left a void in him that needed to be filled. He had to reach out and try to embrace every Ventrue that resided in London. Having them close was just comfort. Keeping an eye on them was easier that way.

He finally sent the reply. He wasn't sure if it was received nor did he care. He already decided on attending the meeting.
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