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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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To Beseech a Dynast; ATTN: Marcus Antonio Russo
Topic Started: Wednesday, 21. October 2015, 22:43 (182 Views)
Franzi Istrati
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     My King,

Often have my thoughts yearned for you, yet never have I dared let them intrude upon your schedule. I was prepared to wait upon your call for as long as this vain punctilio of mine permitted, and thereafter even beyond that. I am deathly afraid, however, that I can no longer cessate my ardor, and I can only apologise profusely if this electronic message finds you indisposed.

As you are aware, the Clan of the Toreador have lacked a voice within the Seat of the Seven for many nights now. In these times when my Clan is found wanting, please know that my embarrassment is not discounted, and that I am deeply ashamed for our inadequacy. I beseech you thus, my King: until a new Toreador Primogen is elected, please inform me of any developments that the Council proposes, chiefly so if it involves my Clan. I, in turn, shall notify the Toreador of London, whom I have all accounted for.

The Clan of the Toreador shall regain and surpass its former splendor. If I may be so bold, I advise that this is a worthy investment.

     Yours,
          Francesca Maria Istrati
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      My dearest Miss Istrati,


If you will, please allow me to start by delivering my own apologies to you. It's been so many nights that I have thought of contacting you. I really wish you could have noticed the surprise I had in seeing your message. I admit that my feelings were very... enthusiastic; to say the very least.

I do think of you, Francesca . Quite often, if I should be so bold to admit. I'll always cherish the evening of [actual date]; when we first met. My consciousness hasn't been the same ever since. I have yet to experience the pleasures of that night again, Miss Istrati. Honstely, it was the most pleasurable moment of my time. But unfortunately, the abrasiveness shown on my part that evening has left me with a great feeling of embarrassment. Therefore, I have been a bit reluctant to make any contact. And for that, I'm sorry. My vehemence was ungentlemanly. I beg to have your forgiveness, my beloved Queen.

I think it's quite bold of you to unofficially take on the figurehead position of clan Toreadore. It makes me yearn for you even more. I applaud you for putting time aside to make sure every Rose of London is comfortable within the domain. It would be an honor of mine to keep you informed of any matters spoken on by the Council. Any issues related to your clan, I'll deliver personally. Any new concerns regarding the domain will be marked as important and delivered to you through electronic notifications.

As you may have already guessed, the official Bloodhunt called on Mr Svoboda is, and has been, top priority. If you could be so kind, please alert all of the Roses currently under your radar. Sandown Park racecourse is the location where all of the Kindred chosing to participate in the bloodhunt will meet. From there, we will give our trust to the Tremere; who can hopefully lead us in the right direction. And happier times will come afterwards, I promise.


I miss you, Francesca. I look forward to seeing you when time permits us.

     Forever and always,

          Yours,


--M. A. Russo

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Francesca's new legs danced wildly around her sizable settlement. Gleeful giggles filled the room, and flighty nightdreams swooned the psyche.


     Dearest King,

I, too, was besieged with grief upon leaving your side that night. Fortunate, then, that my cardiac condition was already quite stiff, otherwise it would have surely burst from agony. There is no forgiveness that I can provide, for I have only myself to exonerate for the self-inflicted injury.

The Toreador of London have been made aware of the Council's decree. Sadly, my liege, I cannot in good mind participate. While I do not consider my skirmish with the Tremere Primogen worthy of being considered a proper feud, my aversion of her can not be so easily quelled. You say to trust the Tremere, yet such ability is beyond my reach. I implore you to be wary of her.

Would if I could join you on this hunt with a clean conscience, I would gladly do so. It pains me that I cannot be as confident in the Warlocks as you. I hope that I can, at the very least, offer some knowledge of your prey. I have kept a Ravnos under my ownership for several years, and know of their nature. They can conjure up dreams out of nothing more than devilry, and use them to fool those around them. These phantasms are flimsy and easily broken by those with supernatural sight, yet quite entertaining when properly channeled. The use of these dreams drains them of their wills and renders them pliant.

I pray for a safe and successful hunt, my King.

     Yours,
          Francesca Maria Istrati

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