Descend into Fallen London

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.

Shokolada's Mantelpiece

canebling - Excuse me? Could you put a cover on that? It's blinding the butler.

1 x Bejewelled Cane

Excuse me? Could you put a cover on that? It's blinding the butler.

Shokolada's Scrapbook

university - A hundred dusty passions burn within these ivied walls.
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Featuring in the Tales of the University 5 - A Guest Lecturer

A hundred dusty passions burn within these ivied walls.

Shokolada's Journal

" Drownies are Fallen Londoners who think they're drowned. They were, but they've recovered."

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" What are Mrs Plenty's Rubbery Lumps? A famous - perhaps notorious - delicacy."

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" I'm preparing to duel Feducci, leader of the Black Ribbon Society, to the death! "

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" Jack-of-Smiles, Fallen London's premier lunatic murderer, has been known to hide inside snow..."

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" The rarer and cleverer of the city rats - the dangerous ones - employ their tiny hands to ma..."

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" Is it Mr Mirrors himself? Surely not. No Master would lower himself to become a showman."

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" In December, enterprising urchins sell bags of snow in Big King Square, even as the stuff li..."

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" It must be, in part at least, frozen water: when it melts, it refreezes as black ice."

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" The delightful secret of Fallen London: prisoner's honey physically transports you to a dream."

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" Purportedly the cats of the city know a secret or two."

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