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Fallen London

Three decades ago, London was stolen by bats. Dragged deep into the earth by the Echo Bazaar. The sun is gone. All we have is the gas-light of Mr Fires. But Londoners can get used to anything. And it's quiet down here with the devils and the darkness and the mushroom wine. Peaceful.

But then YOU arrived.

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2 x Direful Reflection

An idea has taken root. Perhaps it's valuable, but consider not too closely, lest ye be considered.

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Fist of the Bazaar 34

A leading agent of London's true power. (This may ultimately be the key to your future.)

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