ChangelingChilde
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4/22/2018
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What bits of advice would your character give newcomers to the Neath? What basic facts should everyone know when they arrive? What do you think a Fallen London tour book would have in it?
Give me your Master-spotter's guides, bewildering safety tips, unlikely restaurant recommendations and other Neathly suggestions.
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DO you recall how the Hunger began?
I'm sorry, my darling, I don't think I can!
OUT past the High Wilderness and beyond
I fear I've gone Seeking, for of Him I'm fond.
--The Elfin Cannibal
Seven scars, seven chains, a soul too stained for Hell, and seven sainted candles burning at the well.
Gone to Grieve on the 17th day of the 7th month, 1897. Will be Vake-hunting next.
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Kowth
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4/23/2018
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Be wary of mirrors. Dream carefully.
Be aware of mirrors. Dream watchfully.
Be a wearer of mirrors. Dream boldly
Be worn by the mirrorers. Dream forevermore.
Breaking, broken, breakers.
Be ray-king, betoken, be taken.
Or something pithier.
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ChangelingChilde
Posts: 231
4/23/2018
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Tystefy wrote:
Being Unaccountably Peckish is ok as long as you have less than 1.
If you somehow have more than 0 U.P., draw cards from the opportunity deck. Some ominous black-bordered cards will appear and only use the card which requires exactly one U.P. From that card, eat roasted chestnuts to safely remove U.P.
Yeah, but that's game stuff. I'm thinking in-character stuff.
Examples:
The safest Master to meet is almost certainly Mr Pages, who is generally convivial—and, quite frankly, adorably earnest. Even so, it cannot be denied that on the rare occasion he does get angry the individual who caused the issue tends to end up as a book binding.
Despite appearances, the Rubbery Men are quite harmless and in far more danger from humans than the other way around. They spend most of their time trading amber back and forth for reasons they are unable to explain due to the shape of their mouths preventing them from speaking anything remotely similar to English.
When speaking to a Master—and you will wind up speaking to at least one, since several of them are very gregarious—avoid the topic of Egypt, dreams, candles, ex-Masters, wells, the Vake, the goals of the Bazaar and what they look like under their cloaks. Actually, it’s probably best if you just let them pick the topic. Some of them can be a little intense.
Only experts should attempt to read the Correspondence. I don’t know what it is, exactly, but it has an unfortunate tendency to light objects on fire. Also people. Just about everything, really, whether you like it or not.
If you have begun to dream of death by water or feel Unaccountably Peckish, it is recommended by all sane people that you write a letter begging to be left alone and drop it down a well. This is the only time that you should ever come close to a well. Do not ask why, as knowing anything about wells and the one who dwells in them only makes the effects far worse. Do not look in the well. Absolutely never climb into the well. There are things so much worse than merely dying . . .
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DO you recall how the Hunger began?
I'm sorry, my darling, I don't think I can!
OUT past the High Wilderness and beyond
I fear I've gone Seeking, for of Him I'm fond.
--The Elfin Cannibal
Seven scars, seven chains, a soul too stained for Hell, and seven sainted candles burning at the well.
Gone to Grieve on the 17th day of the 7th month, 1897. Will be Vake-hunting next.
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Sajach
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4/25/2018
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I know this place seems very magical and fantastical at first glance, but the threat you are most likely to run into down here is not anything magical but instead a regular garden variety mugger or pickpocket. I cannot tell you how many people take care to learn all the do's and don'ts of dealing with devils, but take no precautions against the possibility of an unpleasant fellow with a large knife demanding your wallet.
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Catherine Raymond
Posts: 2518
4/25/2018
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Daedalus_Falk wrote:
Catherine Raymond wrote:
Don't sign up for Knife and Candle, the Sanguine Ribbon Society, or the Black Ribbon Society, unless you do not plan EVER to return to the Surface.
Now, to be fair, if you are the kind of madman who can afford Hesperidean Cider, it will allow you to go to the surface again once drunk.
Though your point about the Cider is a good one, I thought this thread was about the composition of a brochure or leaflet, suitable for providing to tourists from the Surface. Any tourist who learns about the Cider and commences planning to obtain some...is no longer in the Tourist category, in my opinion.
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http://fallenlondon.com/Profile/cathyr19355
Catherine Raymond aka Mrs. Rykar Malkus http://fallenlondon.com/Profile/Catherine%20Raymond (Gone NORTH)
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Kowth
Posts: 64
4/23/2018
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Ooh, ooh, the line about the lack of combustibles down here.
“We just can’t get enough. So we burn... sinners.”
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Harry P.
Posts: 116
4/23/2018
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Never dress in anything less than your best.
Always have an outfit prepared for each and every situation.
Make sure that they are well coordinated.
An important skill to learn would be the art of changing clothes quickly and discreetly.
There will be occasions where you may have to change outfits 9 times in the span of 5 minutes.
However, do not begrudge this fact.
For you must never dress in anything less than your best.
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Harry P.: http://fallenlondon.storynexus.com/Profile/HarryP22h
A Magnanimous Gentleman Author with a tendency for melancholic monologues.
Elizabeth K. Broker: http://fallenlondon.storynexus.com/Profile/Elizabeth%20K%20Broker
A Socially-Awkward Dueling Trickster with a thirst for vengeance and a soft spot for urchins.
If you are ever in need of any assistance, do not hesitate to ask either of them. The second one is still finicky, though.
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ChangelingChilde
Posts: 231
4/23/2018
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Tystefy wrote:
Do not interrupt the Rubbery Men when they singing by a well. They are mourning a lost friend.
Pour one out for Mr. -------, but do not speak and never Seek.
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DO you recall how the Hunger began?
I'm sorry, my darling, I don't think I can!
OUT past the High Wilderness and beyond
I fear I've gone Seeking, for of Him I'm fond.
--The Elfin Cannibal
Seven scars, seven chains, a soul too stained for Hell, and seven sainted candles burning at the well.
Gone to Grieve on the 17th day of the 7th month, 1897. Will be Vake-hunting next.
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Lady Sapho Byron
Posts: 770
4/24/2018
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Excerpts from Lady Byron’s Nocturnal Guide to London for Ladies and Gentlemen of Delicious Inclinations:
Although technically banned, The Seventh Letter is performed with remarkable frequency. It’s a must-see play for visitors … just don’t plan on sleeping much afterwards.
If you are exceptionally lucky and brave, the opera The Bell and the Candle is not to be missed! It is true, it may drive you mad or set you on fire ... but if it doesn’t, then you will never think of sensuality the same way again!
The Parlour of Virtue may not be aptly named, but you owe it to yourself to go. It’s expert personnel can tend to almost any Delicious Inclination.
If you must attend church, then find the little church in Veilgarden overseen by the Melancholy Curate. The sermons may be on the dull side, but there is much to recommend about the views.
A useful reference to keep on hand is Lady Byron’s Guide to Neathy Pick-Up Lines, being a compendium of wit, wisdom, repartee, and bon mots for the purpose of effecting rendezvous, assignations, and dalliances with handsome and comely personages.
The Most Educational Anatomy Exhibition at Mrs Plenty’s Carnival is … well … most educational.
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http://fallenlondon.com/Profile/Lady%20Sapho%20L%20Byron
Fighting the Menace of Corsetry Since 1892.
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Optimatum
Posts: 3666
4/24/2018
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I'm surprised you left out the Concursion of Petals.
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Optimatum, a ruthless and merciful gentleman. No plant battles, Affluent Photographer requests, or healing offers; all other social actions welcome.
 Want a sip of Cider? Just say hi!
PM me for information enigmatic or Fated. Though the forum please, not FL itself.
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Elaina Schill
Posts: 191
4/23/2018
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DON'T GREET THE MERRY GENTLEMAN. STRANGE DREAMS WILL CLING.
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Main, Phiri Ulfur, the Cunning Shadow. Their heart belongs to a Pirate-Poet across the Zee.
Alt Vermillion Liminate, the Tragic Scholar.
Alt #2,Lady Jacqueline Blackwood, the Savage Beauty.
Alt #3, Veracity Taylor, the Dame of the Docks.
The Dogged Seeker, self explanatory.
I will accept any social actions on Fallen London(unless its a box of live rats. I already got rid of the d---ned things once and am not eager to repeat the endeavor).
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Catherine Raymond
Posts: 2518
4/23/2018
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Don't sign up for Knife and Candle, the Sanguine Ribbon Society, or the Black Ribbon Society, unless you do not plan EVER to return to the Surface.
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Cathy Raymond
http://fallenlondon.com/Profile/cathyr19355
Catherine Raymond aka Mrs. Rykar Malkus http://fallenlondon.com/Profile/Catherine%20Raymond (Gone NORTH)
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Jaina
Posts: 239
4/23/2018
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Rubbery Men are harmless and friendly. Offer them hugs.
Devils want your soul. That's literally it. Trust me.
Water is not your friend. Do not go swimming. don't.
Don't listen to voices from wells. They tell only truths more painful than any lie.
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Cair-Var, a power-hungry lover of Devils and Rubberies
Hungry Ego, A morally upstanding citizen
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Teaspoon
Posts: 866
4/23/2018
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Be wary of dating.
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Truth lies at the bottom of a well.
https://www.fallenlondon.com/profile/Alt%20Ern
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a Nice Friend
Posts: 127
4/25/2018
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If you see a scraggly black and white cat, maybe don't try to scratch it behind the ears.
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Definitely a nice friend - http://fallenlondon.storynexus.com/Profile/a%20nice%20friend
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Jamilah S. Wolf
Posts: 122
4/26/2018
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Do befriend the Masters. Their favor is quite rare... and useful. Mr. Sacks in particular is a rather friendly soul.
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Jamilah, a most fascinating Lady of the Neath who finds herself mingling with Society and aligning with Criminals. This Licentiate Extraordinaire would love to align with the Masters, given the chance. A Shattering Force.
Huarwar Ceiswyr, a Welshman and detective lured to the Neath to Seek. The toll it has taken does not hide itself, nor does he bother to. On hiatus.
Open to all actions, delicious friends. Messages required prior to harmful ones. PM for hints Enigmatic.
She wishes for nothing more than to be close to the Masters, for who else can unlock the Mysteries of the Neath?
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Jaina
Posts: 239
4/26/2018
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Sacks is a Noman. A Master's Noman, but a Noman nonetheless.
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Cair-Var, a power-hungry lover of Devils and Rubberies
Hungry Ego, A morally upstanding citizen
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Siankan
Posts: 1048
4/26/2018
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Jaina wrote:
Sacks is a Noman. A Master's Noman, but a Noman nonetheless.
Sssshhhhh. We don't tell the Surfacers that.
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Prof. Sian Kan, at your service.
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Jamilah S. Wolf
Posts: 122
4/26/2018
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Siankan wrote:
Jaina wrote:
Sacks is a Noman. A Master's Noman, but a Noman nonetheless.
Sssshhhhh. We don't tell the Surfacers that.
Yes, we need to retain the mystery.
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Jamilah, a most fascinating Lady of the Neath who finds herself mingling with Society and aligning with Criminals. This Licentiate Extraordinaire would love to align with the Masters, given the chance. A Shattering Force.
Huarwar Ceiswyr, a Welshman and detective lured to the Neath to Seek. The toll it has taken does not hide itself, nor does he bother to. On hiatus.
Open to all actions, delicious friends. Messages required prior to harmful ones. PM for hints Enigmatic.
She wishes for nothing more than to be close to the Masters, for who else can unlock the Mysteries of the Neath?
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Jack Blackstone
Posts: 124
4/28/2018
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WANDERINGS IN THE LAND OF THE BAZAAR
Applications are frequently made by travelers, to the Royal Geographical Society, for instructions by which they may make their Travels to the former capital free of pain and suffering from strange and unknown threats. The Council have always shown themselves disposed to pay considerable attention to such applications, when they proceed from persons who are zealously engaged in preparing themselves for arduous enterprises. This Guide has been made for such persons, filled with the wonders and (many) threats one might face while traveling to the former “metropolis of the empire” written by a Boyd Blackstone, a young man who had the fortune to travel to the neath at such a young age.
Introduction
And let not the sedate traveler of mature years, whose enthusiasm has been subdued by the references of zee monsters, and whose eyes have hardly yet recovered from penetrating dark and cloudy day, turn away from these pages with contempt ; but rather let his mind dwell on the sunless sea and gas lamp nights that he enjoyed, the glorious fourth city temples and British monuments he explored, and all disagreeable sights and smells and sounds will vanish from his memory, and he will only wish that, like the author, he had " done the Neath" at twenty one.
LONDON presents what in its own way is the most imposing and wonderful spectacle in the world. As a ' sight ' there is nothing to approach it Paris, New York, or any other city, not excepted. Even Before the city was still the capital of the British Empire, London was a modern Rome. After the incident of 1862, It has transformed into a strange yet still noble beast. For sheer, downright impressiveness, Fallen London (or the fifth city as some Londoners affectedly call it) seizes upon, grips and hold you, as even London on the surface did not. It is as if the tide had gone out into the far distance, leaving the shore lonely as a maid forsaken, still as pillars of stone, but portentous, deep, dark, expensive, marvellous, and strangely solemn withal. London is truly a city that never sleeps, as the only light that guides its inhabitants is man made leaving the sun unable to guide the hustle and bustle of societies rules. The only light from the heavens is the the uncertain glow from phosphorescent things in the cavern roof. Experts say that they are possibly jewels, possibly very large glowing insects. It is a place where you can find everything from immortality, to unnervingly good mushroom wine. I have heard many former Londoners desire to revisit old haunts that have since been dragged into the depths of the earth and I am sorry to say it is not only the lack of sunlight that has changed London. For even the city streets have been changed, bent into a labyrinth with the Bazaar at the labyrinth's heart. Finding your way around can be troublesome. Pre-Bazaar maps can be surprisingly useful, but they're contraband. (See chapter two on what is allowed and not allowed as well as recommended travel suppliers).
This great old London is now no Puritan, but is a mixture, a ferment, in which is everything good, and bad, and indifferent, and human. In this endless night great newspaper offices, editors, leader-writers, reporters, and compositors are at work, amidst the buzz and bur-r-r of the printing-presses. At the big railway centres, both for passengers and ' goods,' there is activity, though of a quieter sort than that which prevailed on the surface. The clubs, both high-class and no-class, are wilder than ever, the no-class clubs are at their best or rather, far rather, at their worst. The thief, the burglar, the prowler, the prostitute they, certainly, are taking advantage of the darkness. Nay, you can spy them standing, watching, waiting in dark corners. Despite the lack of sun and Grass you can still hire a Horse to take you to many of the newly renamed locations of London. Cabs still flash past with their freightage or crawl along in search of fares. In the Circuses and other central places you can see eyes of green and red, as it were, gleaming at you from the still long ranks of hansoms. If you are to use a cab, The demand usually made by a cabman for ‘a little extra for himself’ is one which has no legal foundation, and cannot possibly be claimed. Still when one considers the wretched life of a cab driver one is not inclined to grudge a small Echo to Cerberus.’ Heavy wagons also toil laboriously on to Veilgarden and Spite and the other large markets which feed this great hungry giant of a town. On the pavements men and women walk, some quickly and purposefully to their jobs and homes, while others loaf, lounge, or limp about. The words “Job” and “Home” are meaningless to them as the have none. The Neath has been unkind to the working man. Poverty is many times more high then it was on the surface. The first prominent features of London that an Outsider will see are the coffee-stalls, the costermongers selling roasted mushroom, and the zee food counters, which afford sunless refreshment, and entertainment too, during the Endless hours of dark. Be on the lookout for the Children of the Night, the poor street urchins who have never seen the sun or the love of a mother's bosom. They are even more dangerous than the Urchins of old, forming gangs that prey on the likes of travelers like you!
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In the streets the tide of being how it surges, how it rolls ! God ! what base ignoble faces ! God ! what bodies wanting souls ! ' ALEXANDER SMITH.
Man… This is fun! And I haven't even gotten to rubbery men yet.
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cleanfear
Posts: 17
5/1/2018
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If you are a defender of animals or adorer of weasels I suggest you avoid mahogany hall.
All around the mulberry bush
The monkey chased the weasel;
The monkey thought 'twas all in good sport
Pop! goes the weasel.
A penny for a spool of thread,
A penny for a needle-
That's the way the money goes,
Pop! goes the weasel.
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Elduin, Paramount Presence extraordinaire accepting applications for patronage. Send me a calling card: https://www.fallenlondon.com/profile/Elduin
Currently reciting poetry in the language of the stars to his Übergoat
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Elaina Schill
Posts: 191
5/3/2018
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Jaina wrote:
450? Why not just 400?
The more weasels the better 
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Main, Phiri Ulfur, the Cunning Shadow. Their heart belongs to a Pirate-Poet across the Zee.
Alt Vermillion Liminate, the Tragic Scholar.
Alt #2,Lady Jacqueline Blackwood, the Savage Beauty.
Alt #3, Veracity Taylor, the Dame of the Docks.
The Dogged Seeker, self explanatory.
I will accept any social actions on Fallen London(unless its a box of live rats. I already got rid of the d---ned things once and am not eager to repeat the endeavor).
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Tystefy
Posts: 450
4/23/2018
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Do not interrupt the Rubbery Men when they singing by a well. They are mourning a lost friend.
Try not to think too deeply as to what lies beneath a Tomb-Colonist's bandages.
Be wary of suspiciously red meat.
Khanate happens to be London's Rival. Be wary of any visiting Khans... not because they're dangerous, but because London's people might get the wrong idea from you.
The Forgotten Quarter is a bunch of ruins smashed together. You are free to explore and loot as you please. This applies to everyone else too. Oh, and if you hear the sound of brass, you should go in the other direction.
If your reflection ever speaks to you, listen.
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PSGarak
Posts: 834
4/23/2018
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The part of Sinning Jenny's Finishing School where you give classes to a Surface new-comer has some interesting tidbits. One thing about mirrors with chipped edges, if I remember right.
Oh, and the handsome fellow with the yellow eyes. I know he's very charming, but don't let yourself get too close.
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http://fallenlondon.com/Profile/PSGarak
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Kylestien
Posts: 749
4/24/2018
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Be wary of anything to do with love. I'm not saying don't fall into it, I'm not saying avoid it. I AM saying, whenever love is involved, take care.
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I will accept all actions, though I hold the right to refuse for my own reasons. However, if you explain WHY you send me a harmful action like Loitering or Dantes,And I feel the reason good, I will consider it more. http://fallenlondon.storynexus.com/Profile/Kylestien
Persuasive patron. You want a lesson, send me a message asking for one.
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Ixc
Posts: 365
4/23/2018
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Things to run from:
Devils (unless you're invited, or want to sell your soul)
Black Cards, Seeking, Names, Wells, candles etc. (you don't want to know). Wax is fine.
Palace Cellars (censored)
Lacre (you will cry, and possibly explode)
Sunlight (if you've been here long enough, you soak in unreality and- wait, the sun? THESUNTHESUNTHESUN)
Mrs. Plenty's mirrors (they lead to death, or madness.)
Hell, mirrors in general. And the phrase ware serpents.
Mr. Veils. A scream is just an imperfectly tuned song. And we all have a song in our hearts.
The Liberation of Night.
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Pleased to meet you. Ixc, spy and detective. Inventor of the Correspondence Cannon.
Are you a Paramount Presence? Record your name here. For posterity, of course.
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
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Elaina Schill
Posts: 191
5/3/2018
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Buy 450 weasels as soon as you can. You won't regret it.
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Main, Phiri Ulfur, the Cunning Shadow. Their heart belongs to a Pirate-Poet across the Zee.
Alt Vermillion Liminate, the Tragic Scholar.
Alt #2,Lady Jacqueline Blackwood, the Savage Beauty.
Alt #3, Veracity Taylor, the Dame of the Docks.
The Dogged Seeker, self explanatory.
I will accept any social actions on Fallen London(unless its a box of live rats. I already got rid of the d---ned things once and am not eager to repeat the endeavor).
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Jaina
Posts: 239
5/3/2018
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450? Why not just 400?
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Cair-Var, a power-hungry lover of Devils and Rubberies
Hungry Ego, A morally upstanding citizen
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Daedalus_Falk
Posts: 234
4/24/2018
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Catherine Raymond wrote:
Don't sign up for Knife and Candle, the Sanguine Ribbon Society, or the Black Ribbon Society, unless you do not plan EVER to return to the Surface.
Now, to be fair, if you are the kind of madman who can afford Hesperidean Cider, it will allow you to go to the surface again once drunk.
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https://www.fallenlondon.com/profile/Daedalus_Falk
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For I was hungry, and you gave me rats. I was thirsty, and you gave me rats. I was naked, and you gave me rats. The rodents were gathered together, the cats slept in the Sun’s blindness, and the rats rose like the Moon, in the light at the edge of the cheese.
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Tystefy
Posts: 450
4/22/2018
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Being Unaccountably Peckish is ok as long as you have less than 1.
If you somehow have more than 0 U.P., draw cards from the opportunity deck. Some ominous black-bordered cards will appear and only use the card which requires exactly one U.P. From that card, eat roasted chestnuts to safely remove U.P.
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Jamilah S. Wolf
Posts: 122
5/3/2018
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Jaina wrote:
Better to avoid interacting with tall, cloaked figures whatsoever. They are very dangerous and a tourist is not going to be able to identify them properly (and therefore is at risk of seriously offending one).
To each their own. Consider it a missed opportunity however!
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Jamilah, a most fascinating Lady of the Neath who finds herself mingling with Society and aligning with Criminals. This Licentiate Extraordinaire would love to align with the Masters, given the chance. A Shattering Force.
Huarwar Ceiswyr, a Welshman and detective lured to the Neath to Seek. The toll it has taken does not hide itself, nor does he bother to. On hiatus.
Open to all actions, delicious friends. Messages required prior to harmful ones. PM for hints Enigmatic.
She wishes for nothing more than to be close to the Masters, for who else can unlock the Mysteries of the Neath?
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5/5/2018
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Jamilah S. G. Wolf wrote:
Jaina wrote:
Sure, it's an opportunity, but someone unfamiliar with the Neath would not be able to identify Masters adequately and therefore runs the risk of seriously pissing one off.
Not necessarily a bad thing...
The Masters more or less run London. If you seriously displease them it'll put your freedom at risk, maybe other things. There are few to no benefits for a tourist to mess with a Master other than for a laugh. The last thing you want is the Special Constables locking you up or one of them harming you in some way.
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Hungry Ego, A morally upstanding citizen
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Jamilah S. Wolf
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5/6/2018
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Tourists make excellent offerings.
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Jamilah, a most fascinating Lady of the Neath who finds herself mingling with Society and aligning with Criminals. This Licentiate Extraordinaire would love to align with the Masters, given the chance. A Shattering Force.
Huarwar Ceiswyr, a Welshman and detective lured to the Neath to Seek. The toll it has taken does not hide itself, nor does he bother to. On hiatus.
Open to all actions, delicious friends. Messages required prior to harmful ones. PM for hints Enigmatic.
She wishes for nothing more than to be close to the Masters, for who else can unlock the Mysteries of the Neath?
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Jamilah S. Wolf
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5/1/2018
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Jack Blackstone wrote:
Jamilah S. G. Wolf wrote:
Do befriend the Masters. Their favor is quite rare... and useful. Mr. Sacks in particular is a rather friendly soul.
That kind of sounds like "become friends with the president". its rare enough for a Londoner to see a master, let alone a tourist.
Just saying if one gets the chance, not to let it slip. There are quite a few chances to see a Master and curry favor, although you might want to extend your vacation.
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Jamilah, a most fascinating Lady of the Neath who finds herself mingling with Society and aligning with Criminals. This Licentiate Extraordinaire would love to align with the Masters, given the chance. A Shattering Force.
Huarwar Ceiswyr, a Welshman and detective lured to the Neath to Seek. The toll it has taken does not hide itself, nor does he bother to. On hiatus.
Open to all actions, delicious friends. Messages required prior to harmful ones. PM for hints Enigmatic.
She wishes for nothing more than to be close to the Masters, for who else can unlock the Mysteries of the Neath?
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Jaina
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5/2/2018
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Better to avoid interacting with tall, cloaked figures whatsoever. They are very dangerous and a tourist is not going to be able to identify them properly (and therefore is at risk of seriously offending one).
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Cair-Var, a power-hungry lover of Devils and Rubberies
Hungry Ego, A morally upstanding citizen
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Jack Blackstone
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4/28/2018
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Jamilah S. G. Wolf wrote:
Do befriend the Masters. Their favor is quite rare... and useful. Mr. Sacks in particular is a rather friendly soul.
That kind of sounds like "become friends with the president". its rare enough for a Londoner to see a master, let alone a tourist.
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ChangelingChilde
Posts: 231
5/1/2018
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Yeah, it’s not bad advice but it is damn difficult.
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DO you recall how the Hunger began?
I'm sorry, my darling, I don't think I can!
OUT past the High Wilderness and beyond
I fear I've gone Seeking, for of Him I'm fond.
--The Elfin Cannibal
Seven scars, seven chains, a soul too stained for Hell, and seven sainted candles burning at the well.
Gone to Grieve on the 17th day of the 7th month, 1897. Will be Vake-hunting next.
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