If one were to walk into the main sitting room of the mansion, one would find a man in the seat nearest to the shadows created by the fireplace. Old habits die hard, but at least the man is away from his usual haunt in the theatre ( Read more... )

... a door you're quite sure wasn't there a moment ago.  Backing out of it is a man, his attention completely taken up by the unknown person he's conversing with.

'Yes, well,' he clears his throat, 'a dead family is all well and good, but I think it's about time I called in that favour, my lady.  Needs must be met, clients to meet and all that.  So ( Read more... )

*enter one eighteen-year-old boy (nearly a man, now) -- tall, well built, decently attractive -- your basic All American Boy ( Read more... )

Greetings. It is I the amazing, incomparable Marquis De Carabas! You might have heard of me in whispers, in curses or in the tale told as Neverwhere. I look forward to making some lovely friends here, and even lovelier business associates. A pleasure to be here I am sure.