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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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1 x Ask (Parabolan Kitten)

Hold up a mirror and see its other self: a panther cub, grey as night-fog but touched with amber.

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A Scholar of the Correspondence 18 - Igneate Eye

You consider yourself the foremost authority on the Correspondence in the Neath.

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