Tch, I sold a ring for this gambling stake.

It seems a pity to let an evening like this go by without some diversion. I have walked the City, investigated the network, and seen the library. I think I am in the mood for something different. Who would be so kind as to direct me to a proper game of chance?

[ooc: Strike unhackable and private.]

So, that was a curse. I have been told that I have a tolerably good singing voice, but it seemed this network was far too filled with song for me to get lost in the din contribute my own small talent ( Read more... )

My thanks to you, Lord Hargreaves, for your hospitality to a new arrival. I am spending the day exploring this City's wonders. So far, it is filled with such marvels as to fill my wearied soul with delight ( Read more... )

[A handsome young man in a well-tailored Victorian suit opens a door out of nowhere and into Misery Square. He is glancing over his shoulder to speak to someone as he walks through the door and as he turns to see that he is not entering another room in the stronghold, the door closes behind him without so much as a click. He sets a carefully ( Read more... )