While there may be quieter establishments where Opium and the like can be found, where women can service gentlemen in clubs that are looked the other way from by the populace, here no such guise or illusion is maintained. It’s the heart of the dark world and hedonistic mess that is human need... at least surface-side. There's no scotch, but you can settle for a gin and fizzless tonic - or be bold and go for one of the unnamed drinks. The humans here have been coined "The Surprise Buffet" of the south by Kindred daring (or uncaring) enough to sample them. With drugs and drink running high in the blood, it's a bit of a gamble for what you'll get, but given this is the heart of Nosferatu territory, those hunting don't typically care. All tastes are accounted for, if you don't order none of that posh wine or gentlemen's crap, that is. Not for the faint of heart, The Long Drop brings southern Bathonians together in a heaving, belching, sweating mess of criminal trade and varied excitement. Closed during the day, it's no wonder the Kindred like it.
by eponine » Wed Jun 27, 2018 12:07 am
Albert and Epi walk back inside and seat themselves at the table once more the glimmer still in her eye from moments before, but she is composed and in control, nothing else betraying what only she and Albert know.
"After seeking council and learning my Elder also shares my concerns, I am not prepared to accept your proposal at this time, although a formal alliance with the Nosferatu would be very beneficial, it is my opinion that the risks of your request outweigh the benefits. However I do still have 1 question. Other than the sale of opium what was your overall intention with selling it through my house?"
"Will you permit the sacred fire of liberty, brought by your fathers from the venerable temples of Britain, to be quenched and trodden out on the simple altars they have raised?" Joseph Howe
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by Cylon » Wed Jun 27, 2018 6:38 am
"Excellent. Thank you for agreeing."
"I was given a task by Mr Dorian to get closer to certain mortals in this city. If you would like additional information on this by all means speak to him. As for an alliance between Clan Nosfruatu and Clan Tremere, well that is something for your primogen to discuss with the prince. Although even in the absence of a formal alliance i see no reason why we cannot be close friends".
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by eponine » Wed Jun 27, 2018 10:55 pm
"I agree with you wholeheartedly, I am waiting to heard from Dorian when he is back in Bath, it is a while since spent time together in each other's companionship, I am sure you understand, and I may discuss an alliance on my primogen's behalf should Professor Campion be agreeable when I take tea with the Prince later this month. I to look forward to a friendship between ourselves as many of the Neonates fear me and my kin."
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by Cylon » Thu Jun 28, 2018 8:34 am
“I apologise Primogen. I must confess the insincerity of the decision hath betwixt me. I simply could not follow the Lady’s thought processes.”
“We have already established there is negligible risk in trading a legal substance, in a legal institution, that itself strongly associated – one could almost say goes hand-in-hand with - the drug trade. Instead the only objection you have given me is because you presume to better understand the instructions of the one that gave me this task in the first place.”
Sounding jovial this time. “Perhaps the lady sees it this way herself when she agreed with me whole heartedly”. Cylon laughs.
“What is your price elder? Because i will pay it.” – Cylon delivers this question directly to Albert Campion.
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by eponine » Thu Jun 28, 2018 10:51 pm
Eponine stands and takes Campions arm. With a nod to their host she say straight and simply, "Mr Cylon".
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by Cylon » Fri Jun 29, 2018 6:51 am
Cylon leans back again in his chair and sighs. Dam Tremere, no wonder nobody likes them.
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