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Outer Countryside
Beyond the pale, smooth stone houses and neat, orderly gardens, the countryside opens up. Farmland crests the hills all the way to the Industrial behemoth of Bristol, skulking in a crest of smog and steel along the banks of the Severn estuary. South: endless miles of rolling fields all the way to the Somerset levels, marshland rich in wildlife, poverty and tiny, archaic villages. To the East, the moist evening air brings the taste of coal and the smell of countless thousands crammed together, the stacks of London belching into the night. Here lies Gangrel Territory, or at least where they've been granted feeding rights. In reality any can make the journey across the moonlit fields and dark woodland, if they've the courage to do so. - 1 Topics
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Last post by Regulus Grey
Tue Feb 13, 2018 8:05 am
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Outer Countryside
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Ancient Ruins
Ancient structures still litter the countryside to the north and south of Aquae Sulis, with blackened rubble and moss-covered, fallen turrets. Who knows what they were builty for originally; time has removed from them all but the barest hint of their structure, integrity or purpose, reduced them down to crumbled ghosts. Certain shapes and stonewashes suggest a queer, malformed beauty in the design, phantoms of old buildings that have been lost to the ages but were clearly important at one time. Nevertheless, they sometimes make for fun hideouts, though bizarrely, no animals take shelter in any of the ruins south of the city. - 1 Topics
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Last post by Regulus Grey
Sun Aug 13, 2017 7:01 pm
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Ancient Ruins
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The Railway Line Out
The occasional train grinding against the newly laid iron tracks makes for an eerie counterpoint to the bustle and hum of the city. As the track leaves the city, however, there's only the rolling fields and silent moon to keep one company. Daisies and buttercups are frail lights out in the meadow's umber. Gangrel hunting grounds, but anyone's able to follow the trainline out, a nomadic point of freedom and isolation. - 0 Topics
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Elsewhere in England
Whether Kindred or Cainite, when a vampire speaks of Victorian culture, she often refers to events and scandals in Britain. London is the jewel in the crown of the Victorian Empire. All other civilised cities are measured against its standards, at least among the Damned. Of course, it's also a squalid, dangerous place populated by the only vampires savvy enough to survive the machinations of Mithras, the Methuselah prince. Bristol is held by the artisan Clan Toreador, and, perhaps on account of its rulership, Bristol possesses an unshakable belief in and fascination with its own perceived superiority; the city itself is designed to impress the new arrival with its elegant majesty that will fail, upon closer inspection, when one observes the cracks in the city's façade and the rot that lurks beneath. To the east lies enigmatic Swindon, far more sharply delineated from Bath than is Bristol. Then, the people of Cardiff, Wales, as a rule, distrust Englishmen and all things English. The rebellious Welsh have yet to accept the notion that the English have only their best interests at heart. There is a wealth of vampiric culture and human life beyond Bath, just screaming to be unveiled. - 12 Topics
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Last post by Myca Vykos
Sat Apr 04, 2020 3:19 pm
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Beyond Even That!
Scotland is acutely removed from England. Beyond the Cheviot Hills, the land opens up like a blooming flower into the Lower Uplands of gently rolling hills and occasional majestic mountains. Out from the shadow of the United Kingdom, Paris has been a haven for Toreador elders since the very founding of the Camarilla. Vienna is not only home to an upper crust of Ventrue aristocracy, but the alleged resting place of an Antidiluvian: Tremere himself. Meanwhile Venice has maintained a similar balance of power throughout the 19th century. There is the American Gothic... The mysterious Orient and even the Indian Colonies and The Dark Continent of Egypt. - 4 Topics
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Last post by Reginald Verity
Wed Mar 14, 2018 1:35 pm
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Half Moon Tavern
A half-way house for the weary Kindred, this old tavern is set back off the road in its own grounds, in the heart of the countryside. Nominally still in Reading's catchment area, and thus sanctuary, this beautiful ivy-climbed cottage is Kindred-friendly (and Kindred approved!). It is a sprawling barn conversion with twenty light-tight quaint rooms, two wings and a central lounge area overlooked by the balcony of the story above. There are small parlours and a library. Outside, a split carriage path winds around a wishing well, leading to the stables and the apple orchid at the back. Beyond the orchid, is a dark forest. No one knows how the cottage stays clean. - 4 Topics
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Last post by Bronwyn93
Tue Apr 07, 2020 6:56 pm
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Half Moon Tavern
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