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.

melancholicPoet's Mantelpiece

flamering - A mark of the wearer's allegiance to Hell. A foolish affectation among young blades in Fallen London. Although it does suggest a certain devil-may-care glamour. [Note: this item may be earned and may be stolen in Knife-and-Candle.]

1 x Brass Ring

A mark of the wearer's allegiance to Hell. A foolish affectation among young blades in Fallen London. Although it does suggest a certain devil-may-care glamour. [Note: this item may be earned and may be stolen in Knife-and-Candle.]

melancholicPoet's Scrapbook

blackglove - You stole that which cannot be stolen.

Master Thief Light-fingered

You stole that which cannot be stolen.

melancholicPoet's Journal

"A man who dresses up as a bat? Who ever heard of such a thing?"

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"Aw. Look at their sooty little cheeks. Hey, where'd my wallet go?"

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"Clearly, the power's gone to her head."

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