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North of the River

The proper, genteel end of town, Sulis' northern half is the home those Sulians (or, "Bathonians" as you'll have it now) with status, breeding, intelligence and poise. Magnificent cobbled boulevards are lined by scores of gas lamps, illuminating the night so brightly that much of the citizenry feels no need to acknowledge the change from day to night and back again.
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  • Good Quality Pubs and Places of Leisure
    For the genteel, for the proper, for those Sulians (or, "Bathonians" as you'll have it now) with status, breeding, intelligence and poise. Here lies the North and all of her glamour and class. The nocturnal nightlife is reserved but splendidly decorated, with various venues open after hours to entertain anyone unable to find peace in the comfort of their own home. Folk of means spend their evenings in salons and parlours with acquaintances, or perhaps, they attend an evening's performance at the theatre. Some even deign to dare the scandalmongers by frequenting this new and vulgar form of entertainment called "cinema." There are Gentlemen's Clubs (although Hector House is most famously used by the Kindred), Billiard Rooms, evening dining and even the odd soothsayer's parlour.
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    Sat Apr 18, 2020 3:05 pm
  • Safe, Brightly Lit Streets
    Magnificent cobbled boulevards are lined by scores of gas lamps, illuminating the night so brightly that much of the citizenry feels no need to acknowledge the change from day to night and back again. The people who walk across the northern streets are the wealthiest of their kind, as concerned with matters of decorum and propriety as any upstanding gentleman. Women are escorted by their menfolk, be it brothers, fathers or husbands. Through it all low mists drift from the twisting snake of the river, punctured by points of light flickering from oil lamps.
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    Last post by Valentina Audley View the latest post
    Fri May 25, 2018 12:23 pm
  • Town Center
    The heart of the city, where humans and Kindred parade together through the night. Lit by new style gas lights and humming with the sound of people eating, drinking, laughing, crying, living and dying, the centre of Bath is the jewel in the crown of the ancient city.
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    Last post by Jean-Jacques View the latest post
    Tue Apr 14, 2020 5:51 pm
  • The Abbey
    The town houses loom over cobbled, slippery streets and echo the clattering of horse drawn trams, the barking of stray dogs. Over it all stands the Abbey like a frozen grin, judging those below her and casting a shadow across the recently discovered Roman Baths. It's heathen decadence nestled against crushing piety. A mirror of the city itself. Some presences have their own gravity, their own radiation. So it is with The Abbey. Rebuilt in the 12th and 16th centuries, major restoration work was more recently carried out by Sir George Gilbert Scott in the 1860s - and allegedly a Kindred known as Tobias Ingleby. It is one of the largest examples of Perpendicular Gothic architecture in the West Country.
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    Last post by alanwrotethis View the latest post
    Wed Apr 01, 2020 1:11 pm
  • Erytheros (Kindred Club)
    Greek name meaning "red-producer." In mythology, this is the name of a horse of the Sun. In Aquae Sulis, it is one of Clan Toreador's favourite haunts. Open to the wealthy by day, it is ostensibly one of the city's finest restaurants, boasting all manner of rare delicacies. At night it becomes a place of Kindred leisure. Crossing over its threshold one sinks into the shadow-hush and winking glitz of the building. With multiple chambers and a sprawling layout, only one room maintains the restaurant-theme (white table cloths, each adorned by a telling lack of cutlery - and pale candles arranged in neat studded spirals) and can be available for any Kindred meetings; while the other rooms snake out into a hedonistic labyrinth of hammocks and sofas and decadent cushions plush enough to roll about on. And some Kindred do - the deepest rooms are off-limits to all but the Toreador. Unsurprisingly, it's owned by their Primogen, Lord Miroslav. While feeding is strictly off limits to all but his clan (it is not unusual for various attractive Ghouls to be present), Miroslav widely welcomes all Kindred of a refined nature; that is, Nosferatu are strictly prohibited.
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  • Royal Victoria Park
    Royal Victoria Park was named after Queen Victoria, who wrote in her journal "The people are really too kind to me." It's a lush and sprawling park of deep green gardens, bright flowers and ancient trees - truly, a botanist's dream. To take a leisurely stroll through its unique fields is to know peace; to sit a while upon a beautifully carved bench or even read a book beside a willow tree, my, what better a time could be had? At night the gentle gas lamps burn an eerily hypnotic blue, making the entire place quite fantastical. There are rock pools and ivy-covered awnings, hidden passages between thick hedges and even a ring of old trees.
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    Last post by Caru View the latest post
    Wed Aug 09, 2017 9:20 pm
  • Theatres
    Be it The Theatre Royal, The Ceryneian Theatre, or any of the smaller establishments serving to entertain the good people of Bath, here lies the feeling of sanctuary - of focus - and a tremble in the ether as the curtains rise, the music begins. Women touch themselves up - cosmetically - and their features glow and gleam: mouths like scimitars in claret, plum, sienna, smokily shadowed eyes with diamond hints and sapphire glints. Candle flames paint flickering reflections across the crystal chandeliers. Inside a Theatre is something pure, something beyond the Beast, immortalised in story and dance, the hard-won result of all the satirically polite personas, the rehearsals, the strict agents, the money and fame, the spotlights, the sweat, the pain and the blisters, the heartache and a final real catch-of-breath victory. Here is the playground of the performers.
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    Last post by Rhona View the latest post
    Sat Apr 25, 2020 1:20 pm
  • Equus Incitatus (Horse Racing)
    Named for the horse belonging to the Roman Emperor Caligula, "Incitatus" is also Latin word meaning "spurred on." It was said that this beast ate from an ivory manger and drank wine out of a golden pail, which quite aptly reflects the almost-obnoxiously rich grandeur of this racing course. Popular among the elite in the equine industry, this is an active horse racing venue (Thoroughbred racing and harness racing) and doubles as a very in-demand equestrian centre for training. At night, under the pale gloom of the gaslights, the track offers an endless escape for one's thoughts and idle moments. Further out and away from the main buildings, the northern countryside grows dark.
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    Last post by Jedediah Knox View the latest post
    Fri Aug 11, 2017 1:10 am
  • The Silver Thimble
    A select salon for those with money to spend who understand that dressing well is not a luxury but a necessity. The Silver Thimble has a tasteful sign that hangs above a pretty bay window in which a few fabrics are carefully draped. Inside is lavishly decorated: there is a dark, sweeping cherry wood counter for sales, clear glass cabinets and a consultation room that practically exhales the sofas and coffee table nested therein. Cabinets around the shop hint that merchandise is stored there but nothing is on display. Indeed, it's well known that if you wish to see a garment then the shop girl will fetch it to you as you take tea with the proprietor. Highly unusual, it is run by a women - one Miss Valentina Audley. Kindred know her as the Master Seamstress of Bath, Clan Toreador, which would explain the odd closing hours.
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    Last post by Valentina Audley View the latest post
    Mon Apr 27, 2020 6:46 pm
  • Hector House
    A Gentlemen's Club in Lockscombe initially funded by a Ventrue who died in The Night of Fire. His Childe, one Master Vex, can still be occasionally seen relaxing in the study - the rare time that he is not up to his eyeballs jousting the judicial affairs of the kine. It is a private manor designed for the wealthy among Kindred, a place to relax and create alliances. Providing everything the typical Gentlemen's Club would have to satisfy a man's domestic needs, there is a library, a (often unused) dining hall, entertainment and games rooms, rooms for sleep, two washrooms and a large study. In many ways it resembles the typical Upper Class home. There is a separate entrance for staff to sleep, located on the side of the house.
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    Last post by Posh-Tim View the latest post
    Tue Apr 07, 2020 1:09 am
  • The B.R.L.S.I
    The Bath Royal Literary and Scientific Institution is a grand building situated on Terrace Walk in the town's heart, its location central and prestigious. Sporting a wide array of collected books, papers and documentations, the B.R.L.S.I is widely renowned among those of academic ambition. Tended to with the small stipend provided for his services by the institute is the resident gentleman librarian - who also happens to be a Kindred. Mr. Caiaphas Redfern claims domain of the building as Haven, by virtue of being an Elder and long-term resident. While Mr. Redfern has forbidden feeding therein, the Ventrue has declared the institutes's public areas freely open to all Kindred guests.
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    Last post by Jean-Jacques View the latest post
    Sun Apr 21, 2019 4:28 pm
  • Churches
    Cursed by God, Caine was the first of the vampires. His legend grows with each generation. Victorian childer view him in almost religious terms, for legend holds that the Almightly destroyed Caine's soul, forever banishing him from the Kingdom of Heaven. There can be no greater curse than losing all hope of salvation. This age is one when faith is strong and damnation is absolute. More than a mere infection or disease, a vampire's very soul has withered under the blight of spiritual corruption. Every church is a bastion of faith whose walls have been built to hold them at bay. However... there are always exceptions. There are those who yet hold a candle of hope up against the darkness of their Beast. There are those that deny the whisper of its voice, those that pray for the salvation of their soul. Not all of the Damned have abandoned their God, even if He has turned His back on them.
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    Last post by Mr Ebenezer Sisyphus View the latest post
    Wed Jun 06, 2018 6:39 am
  • Cemetaries
    To recapture the spirit of this bygone age, its very Zeitgeist, you must die and be reborn. You must see the world anew as a vampire. However, for a race which knows no fear of ageing, death can be very final. Cemeteries can offer a queer point of return for such endless creatures; a way of reminding themselves of the very force they resist. Memento Mori - remember Death - it is a term well understood by the Elders of their kind. For the Neonates, well, they still have family that will die and fade before their very eyes. Even Ancillae watch the world like a time-lapse flower blooming and dying, all beauty and insignificance and short, brutal bursts of life. The cemeteries can indeed be a place of great interest to the Kindred. For meditation, for silence, for memories... there is no short answer for why one would visit.
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    Last post by Viktor View the latest post
    Mon Feb 01, 2016 4:47 pm
  • The Abandoned School
    Later in Queen Victoria's reign a number of day schools had begun, including the British Schools, and the Ragged Schools (so called because of the tattered clothes worn by poor pupils). In 1870 a law was passed saying that children aged between five and ten had to attend weekday school. Even so, many children were kept away by parents and employers who would rather have them earning money. This was no such concern for the parents in the north of the city - and so for those not tutored by personal governesses, there was this school. Unfortunately the establishment shut down in 1880, half destroyed in a fire. It remains a grim place, with windows high up so that children could not see out. In the western wing that remains untouched by the damage, there is little on the drab walls, most stripped down with only the odd alcove detailing a stern text or biblical passage. One grey room houses a variety of toys: hoops, tops, skipping ropes and broken marbles. The locks are broken throughout the school, allowing free passage to the silent rooms and dusty chalkboards and musty desks.
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    Last post by Master Vex View the latest post
    Wed Feb 15, 2017 3:26 am
  • The Professional Sisterhood of Ishtar
    Three houses were connected to form the neat and tasteful façade of the "Professional Sisterhood of Ishtar." Its purple doors with silver fittings hide the elegant tea room and meeting rooms. Above them lie the lecture spaces, studio, writing room and library. The upper floors are marked private, stated to contain the Haven of Eglantine des Rosier.
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    Last post by Mrs K. Saunders View the latest post
    Sun Apr 23, 2017 8:26 pm
  • The Quintessence
    Belonging to the famous artist, Eric Valmont, The Quintessence is an affluent art gallery situated on the southeast edge of Toreador territory. With three floors of sprawling rooms and cleanly modern furnishings, paintings adorn nearly every wall of every floor, but those on the lowest level are clearly on display for the public eye. Plaques welcome viewers to engage in each creation's historied life, and detail any piece's constructed date. On the upper floors... rumoured parties of decadent extravagance are hosted. These levels are strictly private.
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    Last post by Matthias View the latest post
    Mon Jul 09, 2018 7:11 pm
  • Other
    For those Northern Haunts that either remain unspecified or too specific to fit into any other category. For example, if you wish to post a one-shot on your character's activities in their Haven but don't wish to advertise the fact of it's existence in a specific district.
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    Wed Apr 22, 2020 8:37 pm

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