BOROUGH OF COINS
River Fleet
This tributary of the Thames is used for transporting goods further inland to the towns north
of London.
St. Paul's Cathedral
The warped imaginations of the craftsmen who decorated the cathedrals of Europe gave rise to
hosts of gargoyle chimera. St. Paul's is thick with them, particularly as plague revists the
city again and again.
The Library of Albion
Founded several hundred years ago in conjunction with mortal mystics and scholars, the Library
of Albion is a collection unparalleled anywhere in the Isles. The central room of the Library
contains the general collection, under the watchful eye of a stained-glass window of the
Spirit of Albion. Three rooms to one side are dedicated to the fae trivium (kenning, Arts,
and gremayre), while four to the other are dedicated to the quadrivium (oaths, inspiration,
questing, and divination). Each of these contains a stained-glass window of one of the seven
sacred trees. Further underground chambers hold the closed collections; to gain access to
these, fae must petition the Library's caretaker, Lady Muriel Neassa ap Beaumayn. The Library
is guarded by fierce eagle chimera, and its collections maintained by chimerical bookworms. A
trod to the Library of Morbon has an entrance through the Spirit of Albion window.
BOROUGH OF GRAVES
Trollwatch Rock
A large boulder in this area has two oval depressions on its top, with a small, circular hole
next to them. For those who know how to open it, this leads to a sheltered Dreaming pocket on
the outskirts of the City of the Tower, which serves as a home to the Honorable Order of
Arcadians.
Chapter-House of the Honorable Order of Arcadians
The Order of Arcadians was founded immediately following the Shattering with the purpose of
re-opening the trods to Arcadia (or, less commonly, discovering or even creating new ones).
Chapter-houses of the Order exist all over Albion, and even in other lands, but this one,
concealed just outside the City of the Tower, stands chief among them. Though many of the
Order's members are reluctant to interact too closely with mortal society (particularly those
who have not taken mortal flesh), the resources of the Library of Albion have drawn the
organization to this area, in the hopes of uncovering information that will aid them in their
quest. The leader of the Order in Albion is the troll Philip Tallaxe.
Fairspring Glen
Few natural sources of Glamour survive close to human settlements, but Fairspring Glen
endures, on the far edge of the Borough of Graves from the City of the Tower. Its guardian is
the ghille dhu Amadis Shirreen.
BOROUGH OF ANGELS
The Cauldron of Plenty
The Cauldron of Plenty has been continuously owned and operated by the Goodemeade Boggans
since 921 A.D., and they may still be running the place after the rest of the world has ended.
Behind the bar is an entrance to the cellar, where fae can gather around the titular Cauldron,
a treasure that produces the finest mead in all of Albion or England. It is from this that
the Goodemeade Boggans draw their name.
The current proprietor of the Cauldron is Billin Goodemeade, grandson of the first Goodemeades to take on mortal flesh.
BOROUGH OF RAVENS
The Tower of London
Standing on the border between the Borough of Coins and the Borough of Ravens, and forming
part of the city walls of London, the White Tower serves as both a royal residence and a
political prison. Its balefire is the only source of Glamour in the City, dating back to the
Tower's construction two hundred years ago.
Immediately following the Shattering, the White Tower was in the hands of the troll thane Rickard Seastone, but he soon relinquished it (or his position was usurped, depending on who you ask) by the Aesin lady Kajsa Sunnive, who has claimed it for her own.
The White Tower is also the home of the ravens which give the borough its name; so long as they remain at the Tower, England will not fall.
BOROUGH OF COINS
District of Gaols
River Fleet
This tributary of the Thames is used for transporting goods further inland to the towns north of London.
District of Meats
Bacchanal Fields
The open greenery of Smithfield outside the city walls serves a mortal purpose for executions and livestock pens, but every full moon, the fae gather for nighttime revels that draw visitors from miles around.Bartholomew Fair
This annual August gathering on the eastern side of the city draws together mortals and fae alike for a two-day festival honoring St. Bartholomew.
District of Books
Cinderwall
The district freehold for Books, held by Lady Vivita Arcanorum, the keeper of the Library of Albion.Trollwatch Cathedral
One of many "Trollwatch" sites in the area claiming to be the place where Philip Tallaxe stood and waited for the sidhe to return after the Shattering. The story of this location claims that he took up his post atop the spire of St. Paul's Cathedral, hence the name. The structure is a favored roosting spot for the gargoyle chimera of the City.The Library of Albion
The central room of the Library contains the general collection, under the watchful eye of a stained-glass window of the Spirit of Albion. Three rooms to one side are dedicated to the fae trivium (kenning, Arts, and gremayre), while four to the other are dedicated to the quadrivium (oaths, inspiration, questing, and divination). Each of these contains a stained-glass window of one of the seven sacred trees. Further underground chambers hold the closed collections; to gain access to these, fae must petition the Library's caretaker, Vivata Arcanorum. The Library is guarded by fierce eagle chimera, and its collections maintained by chimerical bookworms. A trod to the Library of Morbon has an entrance somewhere in the building.
District of Friars
Dripping Hearth
The district freehold for Friars.Chapter-House of the Honorable Order of Arcadians
The Order of Arcadians was founded after the Shattering with the purpose of re-opening the trods to Arcadia (or, less commonly, discovering or even creating new ones). The power and numbers of the Order have declined steadily over the years, until now it is only a shadow of its former self, but those who remain are dedicated to the pursuit of their cause. This chapter-house is the foremost in Albion, especially now that so many others have closed down, and is headed by Sir Filus, called the Gate-seeker.
District of Moots
Rose House
The district freehold for Moots. Traditionally, this is the location of all commoner courts, and a place of negotiation between the City's inhabitants and its ruler. The freehold also has a "Rose Room," a chamber which enforces the old folklore that things said sub rosa (under the rose) are held in confidentiality. The Rose Room may be used by any fae who need to hold private conference.
District of Coins
Silver Door
The district freehold for Coins and also, at present, the baronial freehold, held by Lord Brock Silvermouth. It stands along Cheapside Street, the heart of the City's commercial life.
District of Roads
The Traveller's Rest
The district freehold for Roads, along Bishopsgate Street just inside the gate.
District of Fishes
Bridgeside
The district freehold for Fishes, it lies off the northern end of London Bridge.
BOROUGH OF GRAVES
Trollwatch Rock
A large boulder in this area has two oval depressions on its top, with a small, circular hole
next to them. According to some legends, these are the marks of Philip Tallaxe's feet and
axe-butt. A few fae have speculated that the boulder either was or overlooked the entrance to
a trod, but if so, no one has been able to figure out how to open it.
Westmanor
The baronial freehold of Graves for centuries, this impressive house is currently held by Lord
Cedrych Wisperswerd ap Scathach.
BOROUGH OF MARKETS
The Goblin Market
On the three nights of the new moon every month, the Goblin Market opens for business.
Anything and everything may be bought and sold there -- the darker, the better. Its location
shifts each month, to prevent interfering Seelie fae from putting an end to its ancient
business.
BOROUGH OF ANGELS
The Cauldron of Plenty
The Cauldron of Plenty has been continuously owned and operated by the Goodemeade Boggans
since 921 A.D., and they may still be running the place after the rest of the world has ended.
Behind the bar is an entrance to the cellar, where fae can gather around the titular Cauldron,
a treasure that produces the finest mead in all of Albion or England. It is from this that
the Goodemeade Boggans draw their name; they're a family of boggans who have somehow managed
to stick together through centuries of reincarnation. Some people figure they always remember
enough of their previous lives to find their way back to the Cauldron of Plenty; others
speculate that some member of the family has a Soothsay treasure that lets them find
newly-Chrysalized kin and bring them home. Either way, the Cauldron has been manned by a
repeating series of Goodemeade Boggans since the Shattering.
The current proprieters are Tuck Goodemeade and his wife, Agnes.
BOROUGH OF RAVENS
The Tower of London
Standing on the border between the Borough of Coins and the Borough of Ravens, and forming
part of the city walls of London, the White Tower is said to be the oldest balefire in the
City. The much-feared destination of political prisoners from all over Albion, it is a locus
of fear, sadism, and other nightmarish forms of Glamour. Ordinarily the baronial freehold for
the City, at present it is held by Thom of the Tower, the Lord Magistrate.
The White Tower is also the home of the ravens which give the borough its name; so long as they remain at the Tower, England will not fall.
BOROUGH OF ASHES
The Boar's Head
This pub attracts a seedy and unpleasant clientele of mortals and fae alike. The beer tastes
like cow piss and you have to search for a table that sits straight, but if you want to get
plastered for cheap and don't mind a fight (or are looking for one), this is a good place to
go.
BOROUGH OF STAGES
The Crossroads Inn
Standing at the Southwark end of the London Bridge, this pub was recently established to
welcome travelers, whether they come by river or road.
River's Edge
This freehold commands an excellent view of the City of the Tower from the southern bank of
the Thames. As the traditional baronial freehold for Stages, it is currently held by Lord
Torthen Cachemayd.
The Round
This pub is a freehold that has intermittently been in the hands of the Scathach sidhe Rowan
through many lifetimes.
BOROUGH OF COINS
District of Gaols
River Fleet
Once a tributary of the Thames used for shipping, the River Fleet is now a noxious sewage channel leading through some of the worst slums of the city, past the trio of prisons in the District of Gaols, before pouring into the Thames. It draws nightmares and nervosa, the wraiths of unfortunates killed or dumped in its waters, and the worst of Unseelie fae.Charnel House
Heavy rainfall floods this basement tavern with the noisome waters of the River Fleet, but when it is dry (as dry as it ever gets), it is a gathering-place for the worst criminals, mortal and fae, in the City. Under no circumstances should you ask what's in the food. Kashtag, the City's tax collector, may often be found here.
District of Meats
Bacchanal Fields
The expansion of the City during Elizabeth's reign has encroached on the open spaces of Smithfield, but this area is still used for moonlight revels among the fae.Bartholomew Fair
This annual August gathering on the eastern side of the city draws together mortals and fae alike a fortnight-long spectacle of sideshows, prize-fighters, musicians, wire-walkers, acrobats, puppets, freaks, wild animals, and more.
District of Books
Cinderwall
The district freehold for Books, held by Lord Ifarren Vidar. Jaime Ellair ap Scathach, keeper of the Library of Albion, also lives here.Trollwatch Cathedral
One of many "Trollwatch" sites in the area claiming to be the place where Philip Tallaxe stood and waited for the sidhe to return after the Shattering. The story of this location claims that he took up his post atop the spire of St. Paul's Cathedral, hence the name. The structure is a favored roosting spot for the gargoyle chimera of the City.The Library of Albion
The central room of the Library contains the general collection, under the watchful eye of a stained-glass window of the Spirit of Albion. Three rooms to one side are dedicated to the fae trivium (kenning, Arts, and gremayre), while four to the other are dedicated to the quadrivium (oaths, inspiration, questing, and divination). Each of these contains a stained-glass window of one of the seven sacred trees. Further underground chambers hold the closed collections; to gain access to these, fae must petition the Library's caretaker, Jaime Ellair ap Scathach. The Library is guarded by fierce eagle chimera, and its collections maintained by chimerical bookworms. A trod to the Library of Morbon has an entrance somewhere in the building.
District of Friars
Dripping Hearth
The district freehold for Friars, held by Dame Madlyn Digleish. It also serves as the local Bes Din headquarters.
District of Moots
Rose House
The district freehold for Moots, held by Sir Tormi Cadogant. Traditionally, this is the location of all commoner courts, and a place of negotiation between the City's inhabitants and its ruler. The freehold also has a "Rose Room," a chamber which enforces the old folklore that things said sub rosa (under the rose) are held in confidentiality. The Rose Room may be used by any fae who need to hold private conference. Seumas the Star lives at this freehold.
District of Coins
Silver Door
The district freehold for Coins, held by Lord Broderick Bobbin. It stands along Cheapside Street, the heart of the City's commercial life. Kashtag, the City's tax collector, also lives here.
District of Roads
The Traveller's Rest
The district freehold for Roads, along Bishopsgate Street just inside the gate. Currently held by Lady Raasi.
District of Fishes
Bridgeside
The district freehold for Fishes, it lies off the northern end of London Bridge. Lord Harrow Bonecruncher, the hearthstone owner for Bridgeside, is the official liaison with the Borough of Stages, across the Thames, but he gets along poorly with Lord Lewan Erle.
BOROUGH OF GRAVES
Trollwatch Rock
A large boulder in this area has two oval depressions on its top, with a small, circular hole
next to them. According to some legends, these are the marks of Philip Tallaxe's feet and
axe-butt. A few fae have speculated that the boulder either was or overlooked the entrance to
a trod, but if so, no one has been able to figure out how to open it.
Westmanor
The baronial freehold of Graves for centuries, this impressive house is currently held by Lord
Valentin Aspell.
BOROUGH OF MARKETS
The Goblin Market
On the three nights of the new moon every month, the Goblin Market opens for business.
Anything and everything may be bought and sold there -- the darker, the better. Its location
shifts each month, to prevent interfering Seelie fae from putting an end to its ancient
business.
BOROUGH OF ANGELS
The Cauldron of Plenty
The Cauldron of Plenty has been continuously owned and operated by the Goodemeade Boggans
since 921 A.D., and they may still be running the place after the rest of the world has ended.
Behind the bar is an entrance to the cellar, where fae can gather around the titular Cauldron,
a treasure that produces the finest mead in all of Albion or England. It is from this that
the Goodemeade Boggans draw their name; they're a family of boggans who have somehow managed
to stick together through centuries of reincarnation. Some people figure they always remember
enough of their previous lives to find their way back to the Cauldron of Plenty; others
speculate that some member of the family has a Soothsay treasure that lets them find
newly-Chrysalized kin and bring them home. Either way, the Cauldron has been manned by a
repeating series of Goodemeade Boggans since the Shattering.
The current proprieter is Gertrude Goodemeade, who lives in the freehold with her sister Rosamund, the Baroness of Angels.
BOROUGH OF RAVENS
The Tower of London
Standing on the border between the Borough of Coins and the Borough of Ravens, and forming
part of the city walls of London, the White Tower is said to be the oldest balefire in the
City. The much-feared destination of political prisoners from all over Albion, it is a locus
of fear, sadism, and other nightmarish forms of Glamour. As the Count of the Tower is the
Unseelie troll Utz Hengsin, the White Tower currently serves as the county freehold. Fae
residents include Lord Hengsin; Lord Petter Sinclair, Seneschal of the Tower; and Mikkel Ennis
ap Scathach, Lord Magistrate of the Tower.
The White Tower is also the home of the ravens which give the borough its name; so long as they remain at the Tower, England will not fall.
BOROUGH OF ASHES
The Boar's Head
This pub attracts a seedy and unpleasant clientele of mortals and fae alike. The beer tastes
like cow piss and you have to search for a table that sits straight, but if you want to get
plastered for cheap and don't mind a fight (or are looking for one), this is a good place to
go.
BOROUGH OF STAGES
The Crossroads Inn
Standing at the Southwark end of the London Bridge, this pub, originally built in the
fifteenth century, is a prime place for travellers into the city to stop for a drink. Along
with the District of Gypsies in the Borough of Boats, it's one of the primary places to find
the exotic eshu fae.
River's Edge
This freehold commands an excellent view of the City of the Tower from the southern bank of
the Thames. As the traditional baronial freehold for Stages, it is currently held by Lord
Lewan Erle.
The Round
This pub is a freehold that has intermittently been in the hands of the Scathach sidhe Rowan
through many lifetimes.
BOROUGH OF SHADOWS
The Onyx Hall
This powerful freehold encompasses the catacombs that riddle the earth beneath the City.
Consisting of interconnected sewers, crypts, and tunnels dug by fae, one may often find pieces
of London's past in the warren; here there is a fragment of a Roman wall, and over there, a
medieval knight's tomb. The Onyx Hall is the center of the Court of Albion, and as such, it
is well-protected by cantrips and guards to keep mortals out. Held by Queen Invidiana, it is
home to several dozen fae, kinain, and enchanted mortals, though only a select few of the fae
sleep in the chambers of the hall where the balefire burns. Aside from Invidiana herself,
those fae include Noelia Draper, the Mistress of the Royal Household; Dead Rick Grieg, the
Royal Jester; Lady Carline, Invidiana's companion; Dame Halgresta Nellt, Captain of the Royal
Guard; and Halgresta's two brothers, Sir Kentigern and Sir Prigurd.
BOROUGH OF COINS
District of Gaols
River Fleet
Once a tributary of the Thames used for shipping, the River Fleet is now a noxious sewage channel leading through some of the worst slums of the city, past the trio of prisons in the District of Gaols, before pouring into the Thames. It draws nightmares and nervosa, the wraiths of unfortunates killed or dumped in its waters, and the worst of Unseelie fae. The redcap Granny Gullet is the undisputed mistress of the area, though she declines to serve Lady Jenelle as an alderwoman.Charnel House
Heavy rainfall floods this basement tavern with the noisome waters of the River Fleet, but when it is dry (as dry as it ever gets), it is a gathering-place for the worst criminals, mortal and fae, in the City. Under no circumstances should you ask what's in the food.
District of Meats
Bacchanal Fields
The open spaces of these fields in the District of Meats are not so large as they once were, but there is still a green swath of ground (occupied in August by the Bartholomew Fair) where satyrs and other fae gather by moonlight to dance and otherwise enjoy themselves.Bartholomew Fair
This annual August gathering on the eastern side of the city draws together mortals and fae alike a fortnight-long spectacle of sideshows, prize-fighters, musicians, wire-walkers, acrobats, puppets, freaks, wild animals, and more.
District of Books
Cinderwall
The district freehold for Books, held by Lady Vivienne Melita.Trollwatch Cathedral
One of many "Trollwatch" sites in the area claiming to be the place where Philip Tallaxe stood and waited for the sidhe to return after the Shattering. The story of this location claims that he took up his post atop the spire of St. Paul's Cathedral, hence the name. The structure is a favored roosting spot for the gargoyle chimera of the City.The Library of Albion
The central room of the Library contains the general collection, under the watchful eye of a stained-glass window of the Spirit of Albion. Three rooms to one side are dedicated to the fae trivium (kenning, Arts, and gremayre), while four to the other are dedicated to the quadrivium (oaths, inspiration, questing, and divination). Each of these contains a stained-glass window of one of the seven sacred trees. Further underground chambers hold the closed collections; to gain access to these, fae must petition the Library's caretaker, Bridie Lindserney. The Library is guarded by fierce eagle chimera, and its collections maintained by chimerical bookworms. A trod to the Library of Morbon has an entrance somewhere in the building.
District of Friars
Dripping Hearth
The district freehold for Friars, held by Clang-Tom Wodgerman. It also serves as the local Bes Din headquarters.
District of Moots
Rose House
The district freehold for Moots, recently passed to Lady Seline Petalskin. Traditionally, this is the location of all commoner courts, and a place of negotiation between the City's inhabitants and its ruler. The freehold also has a "Rose Room," a chamber which enforces the old folklore that things said sub rosa (under the rose) are held in confidentiality. The Rose Room may be used by any fae who need to hold private conference.
District of Coins
Silver Door
The district freehold for Coins, and residence of Lady Jenelle, the ruler of the City. It stands along Cheapside Street, the heart of the City's commercial life.
District of Roads
The Traveller's Rest
The district freehold for Roads, along Bishopsgate Street just inside the gate. Currently held by Olympia Mor, while her mortal husband runs the ordinary inn.
District of Fishes
Bridgeside
The district freehold for Fishes, it lies off the northern end of London Bridge. Sir Edmund Wheels, the hearthstone owner for Bridgeside, is the official liaison with the Borough of Stages, across the Thames.
BOROUGH OF GRAVES
Trollwatch Rock
A large boulder in Hyde Park has two oval depressions on its top, with a small, circular hole
next to them. According to some legends, these are the marks of Philip Tallaxe's feet and
axe-butt. A few fae have speculated that the boulder either was or overlooked the entrance to
a trod, but if so, no one has been able to figure out how to open it.
BOROUGH OF MARKETS
The Goblin Market
On the three nights of the new moon every month, the Goblin Market opens for business.
Anything and everything may be bought and sold there -- the darker, the better. Its location
shifts each month, to prevent interfering Seelie fae from putting an end to its ancient
business.
BOROUGH OF ANGELS
The Cauldron of Plenty
The Cauldron of Plenty has been continuously owned and operated by the Goodemeade Boggans
since 921 A.D., and they may still be running the place after the rest of the world has ended.
Behind the bar is an entrance to the cellar, where fae can gather around the titular Cauldron,
a treasure that produces the finest mead in all of Albion or England. It is from this that
the Goodemeade Boggans draw their name; they're a family of boggans who have somehow managed
to stick together through centuries of reincarnation. Some people figure they always remember
enough of their previous lives to find their way back to the Cauldron of Plenty; others
speculate that some member of the family has a Soothsay treasure that lets them find
newly-Chrysalized kin and bring them home. Either way, the Cauldron has been manned by a
repeating series of Goodemeade Boggans since the Shattering.
The current proprieter is Dickon Goodemeade, who inherited it from his cousin Robin when the latter became Lady Jenelle's seneschal. Dickon lives there with his wife, the satyr Cara Hipley-Goodemeade.
BOROUGH OF RAVENS
The Tower of London
Standing on the border between the Borough of Coins and the Borough of Ravens, and forming
part of the city walls of London, the White Tower is said to be the oldest
balefire in the City. The much-feared destination of political prisoners
from all over Albion, it is a locus of fear, sadism, and other nightmarish
forms of Glamour. Under the rule of Dame Sigrún Ros Ríona, at
least, those tendencies remain in check.
The White Tower is also the home of the ravens which give the borough its name; so long as they remain at the Tower, England will not fall.
BOROUGH OF ASHES
The Boar's Head
This pub attracts a seedy and unpleasant clientele of mortals and fae alike. The beer tastes
like cow piss and you have to search for a table that sits straight, but if you want to get
plastered for cheap and don't mind a fight (or are looking for one), this is a good place to
go.
BOROUGH OF STAGES
The Crossroads Inn
Standing at the Southwark end of the London Bridge, this pub, originally built in the
fifteenth century, is a prime place for travellers into the city to stop for a drink. Along
with the District of Gypsies in the Borough of Boats, it's one of the primary places to find
the exotic eshu fae.
The Round
This pub is a minor freehold that has intermittently been in the hands of the Scathach sidhe
Rowan through many lifetimes.
BOROUGH OF SHADOWS
The Onyx Hall
Somewhere in the catacombs beneath London, they say, lies the forgotten freehold of Invidiana,
a sixteenth-century sluagh queen. Members of her kith sometimes go looking for it, and wonder
if one of their fellows has found it and isn't telling. Or perhaps no one has found it,
despite searching; Invidiana, deceitful to the last, may have hidden it with powerful cantrips
no one has yet overcome.
BOROUGH OF COINS
Trollwatch Cathedral
One of many "Trollwatch" sites in the area claiming to be the place where Philip Tallaxe stood
and waited for the sidhe to return after the Shattering. The story of this location claims
that he took up his post atop the spire of St. Paul's Cathedral; that spire was destroyed by
lightning in 1561 and the cathedral was completely rebuilt in 1675-1708 (following the Great
Fire of 1666), so nothing remains of "Old St. Paul's" where Tallaxe might have stood his
vigil, but the name has stuck.
Few fae of the City are particularly fond of the new cathedral, designed by Christopher Wren, which shows a profound break from previous traditions of religious architecture. The gargoyle chimera of the area have likewise made their views known by fouling the building's exterior, which is completely lacking in gargoyle sculptures.
Bacchanal Fields
The open spaces of these fields in the District of Meats have been shrinking as the City
expands, but there is still a green swath of ground (occupied in August by the Bartholomew
Fair) where satyrs and other fae gather by moonlight to dance and otherwise enjoy
themselves.
Bartholomew Fair
This annual August gathering on the eastern side of the city draws together mortals and fae
alike in one of the grandest spectacles Europe has to offer. Sideshows, prize-fighters,
musicians, wire-walkers, acrobats, puppets, freaks, wild animals, and more can be seen during
the fortnight of the fair, which draws an equally strong backlash of censure from those who
disapprove of its excesses.
The Monument
Though designed by the mortal architect Sir Christopher Wren, independent of fae influence,
this monument to the Great Fire is truly impressive. The stone spire stands 202 feet tall,
202 feet from the Farynor house where the fire began, and serves as a scientific device as
well as a memorial to the disaster.
River Fleet
Once a tributary of the Thames used for shipping, the River Fleet is now a noxious sewage
channel leading through some of the worst slums of the city, past the trio of prisons in the
District of Gaols, before pouring into the Thames. It draws nightmares and nervosa, the
wraiths of unfortunates killed or dumped in its waters, and the worst of Unseelie fae. The
river hag Blacktooth Meg is said to live in its depths.
Charnel House
Heavy rainfall floods this basement tavern with the noisome waters of the Black River, but
when it is dry (as dry as it ever gets), it is a gathering-place for the worst criminals,
mortal and fae, in the City. Under no circumstances should you ask what's in the food.
The King in Flames
In the District of Inns on the west side of Coins, there stands a chimerical statue of the
last king of Albion, Dallin Cynefrid, who perished in combat against the solimond of the Great
Fire. It depicts the great troll with an upraised axe, while a serpent of flame continually
twines around his body.
BOROUGH OF GRAVES
Trollwatch Rock
A large boulder in Hyde Park has two oval depressions on its top, with a small, circular hole
next to them. According to some legends, these are the marks of Philip Tallaxe's feet and
axe-butt. A few fae have speculated that the boulder either was or overlooked the entrance to
a trod, but if so, no one has been able to figure out how to open it.
Lady Lina Lightfeathers' Philosophic Salon
Once a month, this lark pooka (a lady in mortal life) opens her house in the District of
Gardens and plays hostess to a salon, a gathering where select individuals may meet to discuss
literature, science, and philosophy. For mortals, it is a fascinating and confounding chance
to exercise their brains; for the pooka of the City, it is comedy gold, as they toss out just
the right mix of interesting ideas and utter nonsense to keep the mortals reeling.
BOROUGH OF MARKETS
The Goblin Market
On the three nights of the new moon every month, the Goblin Market opens for business.
Anything and everything may be bought and sold there -- the darker, the better. Its location
shifts each month, to prevent interfering Seelie fae from putting an end to its ancient
business.
BOROUGH OF ANGELS
The Cauldron of Plenty
The Cauldron of Plenty has been continuously owned and operated by the Goodemeade Boggans
since 921 A.D., and they may still be running the place after the rest of the world has ended.
Behind the bar is an entrance to the cellar, where fae can gather around the titular Cauldron,
a treasure that produces the finest mead in all of Albion or England. It is from this that
the Goodemeade Boggans draw their name; they're a family of boggans who have somehow managed
to stick together through centuries of reincarnation. Some people figure they always remember
enough of their previous lives to find their way back to the Cauldron of Plenty; others
speculate that some member of the family has a Soothsay treasure that lets them find
newly-Chrysalized kin and bring them home. Either way, the Cauldron has been manned by a
repeating series of Goodemeade Boggans since the Shattering.
The Cauldron is a minor freehold that narrowly escaped destruction in the Great Fire of 1666, surviving thanks to its location on a north road out of London, outside the City walls. The loss of balefires inside the City means that there have been multiple attempts to take control of the freehold; so far, none have been successful. At present, Jocko Goodemeade lives downstairs with his aged mother Gertie, while his brothers Billy, Robbet, and Tuck sleep upstairs with cudgels ready to fend off another incursion. Though they are small, these boggan wilders are fierce in the defense of their home -- and they only need hold out long enough for their equally militant neighbors to arrive.
BOROUGH OF RAVENS
The Tower of London
Standing on the border between the Borough of Coins and the Borough of Ravens, and forming
part of the city walls of London, the White Tower is accounted the only balefire in the City
proper that escaped destruction during the Great Fire of 1666. It has served as an Unseelie
freehold for centuries, with its balefire housed in the flames kept perpetually burning to
heat instruments of torture. It is a locus of fear, sadism, and other nightmarish forms of
Glamour. Harrow Bonecruncher, Master of the Tower and the City's Unseelie ruler, has claimed
it as his freehold, based in part on his career in past lives as a Tower torturer.
The White Tower is also the home of the ravens which give the borough its name; so long as they remain at the Tower, England will not fall.
BOROUGH OF CLOCKS
Albion Temporal Experimentation Society
This distinguished scientific establishment was founded in the seventeenth century. Its
charter purpose is to provide space and resources for nockers to experiment with the
manipulation of time, and as such, it has fostered a series of staggeringly demented projects,
ranging from the reversal of the Shattering (through the reversal of time) in an attempt to
bottle negative time as a beauty treatment.
Most recently, some bizarre rumours have circulated claiming that the nockers of the Society engineered the calendar shift in 1752 for some unknown, nefarious purpose.
The Master Temporist currently heading the society is Nick o' th' Tick, who will punch you in the face (or in the crotch, for trolls) if you call him Artisan Tick.
BOROUGH OF ASHES
The Boar's Head
This pub attracts a seedy and unpleasant clientele of mortals and fae alike. The beer tastes
like cow piss and you have to search for a table that sits straight, but if you want to get
plastered for cheap and don't mind a fight (or are looking for one), this is a good place to
go.
BOROUGH OF STAGES
The Crossroads Inn
Standing at the Southwark end of the London Bridge, this pub, originally built in the
fifteenth century, is a prime place for travellers into the city to stop for a drink. Along
with the District of Gypsies in the Borough of Boats, it's one of the primary places to find
the exotic eshu fae.
The Round
This pub is a minor freehold that has intermittently been in the hands of the Scathach sidhe
Rowan through many lifetimes. Following the Great Fire of 1666, there was an attempt to
take it from her control, but the influence of House Scathach kept it from being commandeered
by other fae of the City. Today, it caters to many veterans of the wars on the Continent.
BOROUGH OF BOATS
Lord Penrose Academy of Arms
Under the aegis of his mortal father, the formidable Lord Alfred Penrose, Sir Aedelstan
Strongarm teaches the military arts to both mortals and fae. Shooting, swordsmanship, and
cavalry techniques may be learned on the spacious grounds of this academy on the south bank of
the river.
BOROUGH OF SHADOWS
The Onyx Hall
Somewhere in the catacombs beneath London, they say, lies the forgotten freehold of Invidiana,
a sixteenth-century sluagh queen. Members of her kith sometimes go looking for it, and wonder
if one of their fellows has found it and isn't telling. Or perhaps no one has found it,
despite centuries of searching; Invidiana, deceitful to the last, may have hidden it with
powerful cantrips no one has yet overcome.
BOROUGH OF COINS
Trollwatch Cathedral
One of many "Trollwatch" sites in the area claiming to be the place where Philip Tallaxe stood
and waited for the sidhe to return after the Shattering. The story of this location claims
that he took up his post atop the spire of St. Paul's Cathedral; that spire was destroyed by
lightning in 1561 and the cathedral was completely rebuilt in 1675-1708, so nothing remains of
"Old St. Paul's" where Tallaxe might have stood his vigil, but the name has stuck.
Today, the cathedral is notable chiefly as a roosting spot for gargoyle chimera, who were very vexed when the architect Sir Christopher Wren failed to provide his cathedral with suitable ornamentation.
BOROUGH OF GRAVES
Trollwatch Rock
A large boulder in Hyde Park has two oval depressions on its top, with a small, circular hole
next to them. According to some legends, these are the marks of Philip Tallaxe's feet and
axe-butt. A few fae have speculated that the boulder either was or overlooked the entrance to
a trod, but if so, no one has been able to figure out how to open it.
Merriman Booksellers
This bookshop, specializing in poetry, is jointly owned by the brothers Henry and Christopher
Merriman, the former of whom tours the continent finding works to translate while the latter
operates the business.
BOROUGH OF MARKETS
The Goblin Market
On the three nights of the new moon every month, the Goblin Market opens for business. Anything and everything may be bought and sold there -- the darker, the better. Its location shifts each month, to prevent interfering Seelie fae from putting an end to its ancient business.BOROUGH OF ANGELS
The Cauldron of Plenty
The Cauldron of Plenty has been continuously owned and operated by the Goodemeade Boggans
since 921 A.D., and they may still be running the place after the rest of the world has ended.
The outer facade of the place has changed; at the time of the Shattering, it was a friendly
inn on the road heading north out of London, and now it's a tiny pub crammed in between a
stationer's and a chemist's. The parts that matter are still the same, though. Fae are
discreetly allowed past the bar to the cellar door, which leads down to the real
establishment.
The Cauldron of the name is a treasure that has been producing the finest mead in all of Albion or England since 921 A.D. It is from this that the Goodemeade Boggans draw their name; they're a family of boggans who have somehow managed to stick together through six hundred and fifty years of reincarnation. Some people figure they always remember enough of their previous lives to find their way back to the Cauldron of Plenty; others speculate that some member of the family has a Soothsay treasure that lets them find newly-Chrysalized kin and bring them home. Either way, the Cauldron has been manned by a repeating series of Goodemeade Boggans since the Shattering.
The Cauldron is a minor freehold, supporting only two fae at a time. Its current proprietor, the boggan grump Molly Goodemeade, always keeps the second spot at the balefire open for a traveler in need; those of her nine children who have Chrysalized and need Glamour have learned to fend for themselves.
BOROUGH OF RAVENS
The Tower of London
The White Tower has served as an Unseelie freehold for centuries, with its balefire housed in
the flames kept perpetually burning to heat instruments of torture. It is a locus of fear,
sadism, and other nightmarish forms of Glamour. It is also the home of the ravens which
give the borough its name; so long as they remain at the Tower, England will not fall.
BOROUGH OF CLOCKS
Albion Temporal Experimentation Society
This distinguished scientific establishment was founded in the seventeenth century. Its
charter purpose is to provide space and resources for nockers to experiment with the
manipulation of time, and as such, it has fostered a series of staggeringly demented projects,
ranging from the reversal of the Shattering (through the reversal of time) in an attempt to
bottle negative time as a beauty treatment.
The Master Temporist currently heading the society is Artisan Pip Pop Pesterton.
BOROUGH OF ASHES
The Boar's Head
This pub attracts a seedy and unpleasant clientele of mortals and fae alike. The beer tastes
like cow piss and you have to search for a table that sits straight, but if you want to get
plastered for cheap and don't mind a fight (or are looking for one), this is a good place to
go.
BOROUGH OF STAGES
The Crossroads Inn
When this structure was originally built in the fifteenth century, near the Southwark end of
the London Bridge, it was a prime place for travellers into the city to stop for a drink.
Changing geography has moved the beaten path away from it, but fae travelers still visit it.
On any given night, there is probably at least one eshu telling stories, and sometimes more
than that.
The Round
This pub is a minor freehold that has intermittently been in the hands of the Scathach sidhe
Rowan through many lifetimes. It caters to a largely working-class mortal clientele.
BOROUGH OF OARS
The Long Duel Memorial
Standing in the center of a small Hammersmith park (not that any of the mortals can see it
there) is a twelve-foot sword, point-down in a pedestal, that consists of flame by day and
glowing ice by night. According to the plaque at its base, it commemorates an
eighteenth-century duel between two Scathach sidhe -- one Seelie, one Unseelie. The plaque
doesn't say how long the duel lasted; most stories agree that it went on for ten straight
years, with neither warrior willing to concede defeat. These days, the city's duellists
sometimes congregate there to talk business and solicit work.
BOROUGH OF SHADOWS
The Onyx Hall
Somewhere in the catacombs beneath London, they say, lies the forgotten freehold of Invidiana,
a sixteenth-century sluagh queen. Modern members of her kith sometimes go looking for it, and
wonder if one of their fellows has found it and isn't telling. Or perhaps no one has found
it, despite centuries of searching; Invidiana, deceitful to the last, may have hidden it with
powerful cantrips no one has yet overcome.
BOROUGH OF COINS
Trollwatch Cathedral
One of many "Trollwatch" sites in the area claiming to be the place where Philip Tallaxe stood
and waited for the sidhe to return after the Shattering. The story of this location claims
that he took up his post atop the spire of St. Paul's Cathedral; that spire was destroyed by
lightning in 1561 and the cathedral was completely rebuilt in 1675-1708, so nothing remains of
"Old St. Paul's" where Tallaxe might have stood his vigil, but the name has stuck.
Today, the cathedral is notable chiefly as a roosting spot for gargoyle chimera, who were very vexed when the architect Sir Christopher Wren failed to provide his cathedral with suitable ornamentation.
BOROUGH OF GRAVES
Trollwatch Rock
A large boulder in Hyde Park has two oval depressions on its top, with a small, circular hole
next to them. According to some legends, these are the marks of Philip Tallaxe's feet and
axe-butt. A few fae have speculated that the boulder either was or overlooked the entrance to
a trod, but if so, no one has been able to figure out how to open it.
BOROUGH OF MARKETS
The Goblin Market
On the three nights of the new moon every month, the Goblin Market opens for business. Anything and everything may be bought and sold there -- the darker, the better. Its location shifts each month, to prevent interfering Seelie fae from putting an end to its ancient business.BOROUGH OF ANGELS
The Cauldron of Plenty
The Cauldron of Plenty has been continuously owned and operated by the Goodemeade Boggans
since 921 A.D., and they may still be running the place after the rest of the world has ended.
The outer facade of the place has changed; at the time of the Shattering, it was a friendly
inn on the road heading north out of London, and now it's a tiny pub crammed in between a
stationer's and a chemist's. The parts that matter are still the same, though. Fae are
discreetly allowed past the bar to the cellar door, which leads down to the real
establishment.
The Cauldron of the name is a treasure that has been producing the finest mead in all of Albion or England since 921 A.D. It is from this that the Goodemeade Boggans draw their name; they're a family of boggans who have somehow managed to stick together through six hundred and fifty years of reincarnation. Some people figure they always remember enough of their previous lives to find their way back to the Cauldron of Plenty; others speculate that some member of the family has a Soothsay treasure that lets them find newly-Chrysalized kin and bring them home. Either way, the Cauldron has been manned by a repeating series of Goodemeade Boggans since the Shattering.
The Cauldron is a minor freehold, supporting only two fae at a time. The 1916 occupants are the brother-and-sister boggan wilders Rosalie and Dickon Goodemeade.
BOROUGH OF DITCHES
The High Kick
If the mortal prostitutes of Hackney aren't exciting enough for you, then odds are you can
find what you're looking for at The High Kick. It's not a freehold, but if sex is your dream,
then this is a good place to find Glamour.
The High Kick has been a notorious brothel since the late nineteenth century, catering to all but the darkest Unseelie tastes. Its special highlight, in tribute to its history, is a weekly can-can show in the old style.
Its 1916 madam is an Unseelie boggan operating under the name Sarah-Sue Sin. She keeps every imaginable kind of toy on hand, and some of them are treasures; for a fee, you can have cantrip-assisted sex (and they've thought up every possible use for cantrips, then invented a few new ones). The High Kick also houses a treasure that cures diseases, so you needn't worry about coming home with some unwanted souvenirs.
BOROUGH OF RAVENS
The Tower of London
The White Tower has served as an Unseelie freehold for centuries, with its balefire housed in
the flames kept perpetually burning to heat instruments of torture. It is a locus of fear,
sadism, and other nightmarish forms of Glamour. It is also the home of the ravens which
give the borough its name; so long as they remain at the Tower, England will not fall.
BOROUGH OF CLOCKS
Albion Temporal Experimentation Society
This distinguished scientific establishment was founded in the seventeenth century. Its
charter purpose is to provide space and resources for nockers to experiment with the
manipulation of time, and as such, it has fostered a series of staggeringly demented projects,
ranging from the reversal of the Shattering (through the reversal of time) in an attempt to
bottle negative time as a beauty treatment.
The Master Temporist currently heading the society is Artisan Manny Geartwist.
BOROUGH OF ASHES
The Boar's Head
This pub attracts a seedy and unpleasant clientele of mortals and fae alike. The beer tastes
like cow piss and you have to search for a table that sits straight, but if you want to get
plastered for cheap and don't mind a fight (or are looking for one), this is a good place to
go.
BOROUGH OF STAGES
The Crossroads Inn
When this structure was originally built in the fifteenth century, near the Southwark end of
the London Bridge, it was a prime place for travellers into the city to stop for a drink.
Changing geography has moved the beaten path away from it, but fae travelers still visit it.
On any given night, there is probably at least one eshu telling stories, and sometimes more
than that.
The Round
This pub is a minor freehold that has intermittently been in the hands of the Scathach sidhe
Rowan through many lifetimes. It caters to a largely working-class mortal clientele.
BOROUGH OF OARS
The Long Duel Memorial
Standing in the center of a small Hammersmith park (not that any of the mortals can see it
there) is a twelve-foot sword, point-down in a pedestal, that consists of flame by day and
glowing ice by night. According to the plaque at its base, it commemorates an
eighteenth-century duel between two Scathach sidhe -- one Seelie, one Unseelie. The plaque
doesn't say how long the duel lasted; most stories agree that it went on for ten straight
years, with neither warrior willing to concede defeat. These days, the city's duellists
sometimes congregate there to talk business and solicit work.
BOROUGH OF SHADOWS
The Onyx Hall
Somewhere in the catacombs beneath London, they say, lies the forgotten freehold of Invidiana,
a sixteenth-century sluagh queen. Modern members of her kith sometimes go looking for it, and
wonder if one of their fellows has found it and isn't telling. Or perhaps no one has found
it, despite centuries of searching; Invidiana, deceitful to the last, may have hidden it with
powerful cantrips no one has yet overcome.
NEWHAM (Outer London)
The Brethren of Purity Sanatorium
Prior to the war, this establishment on the rural outskirts of London was a haven for the
wealthy to recuperate from minor (or not-so-minor) physical or mental problems. Since the war
began, it has opened its doors to many charity cases, and leads the way in modern chemical
treatment of psychological trauma.
BOROUGH OF COINS
Trollwatch Cathedral
One of many "Trollwatch" sites in the area claiming to be the place where Philip Tallaxe stood
and waited for the sidhe to return after the Shattering. The story of this location claims
that he took up his post atop the spire of St. Paul's Cathedral; that spire was destroyed by
lightning in 1561 and the cathedral was completely rebuilt in 1675-1708, so nothing remains of
"Old St. Paul's" where Tallaxe might have stood his vigil, but the name has stuck.
Today, the cathedral is notable chiefly as a roosting spot for gargoyle chimera, who were very vexed when the architect Sir Christopher Wren failed to provide his cathedral with suitable ornamentation. Their numbers have been declining in recent years, however.
Bobbin's Dross Exchange
Is it time to pay the Raven Fee, but your only dross is an old armchair you found in a
dumpster? Bring it to Bobbin's Dross Exchange, and Broddy Bobbin will swap it out for
something the ravens can carry. The establishment is also a generalized pawnshop.
Rumours that Broddy also carries on shadier dealings are entirely untrue.
BOROUGH OF GRAVES
Trollwatch Rock
A large boulder in Hyde Park has two oval depressions on its top, with a small, circular hole
next to them. According to some legends, these are the marks of Philip Tallaxe's feet and
axe-butt. A few fae have speculated that the boulder either was or overlooked the entrance to
a trod, but if so, no one has been able to figure out how to open it.
Begonia's House
This stately Victorian house is the home of the influential sluagh matron Begonia. She does
not welcome unexpected visitors -- but odds are she knew you were coming. Perhaps even before
you did.
BOROUGH OF MARKETS
Dragonfly (2006)
London's best and most secure nightclub, owned by the cat pooka Ranae.
Monday: Two Pound Drink Specials
Tuesday: International Rave
Wednesday: Birds Get In Free!
Thursday: Blokes Get In Free!
Friday: Featuring DJ KIDD
Saturday: Fetish Night
Sunday: Punk your Heart Out
BOROUGH OF ANGELS
The Cauldron of Plenty
When the sidhe returned in 1969, Albion had radically changed, but at least one thing was
still familiar. The Cauldron of Plenty has been continuously owned and operated by the
Goodemeade Boggans since 921 A.D., and they may still be running the place after the rest of
the world has ended. The outer facade of the place has changed; at the time of the
Shattering, it was a friendly inn on the road heading north out of London, and now it's a
tiny pub crammed in between a stationer's and a chemist's. The parts that matter are still
the same, though. Fae are discreetly allowed past the bar to the cellar door, which leads
down to the real establishment.
The Cauldron of the name is a treasure that has been producing the finest mead in all of Albion or England since 921 A.D. It is from this that the Goodemeade Boggans draw their name; they're a family of boggans who have somehow managed to stick together through six hundred and fifty years of reincarnation. Some people figure they always remember enough of their previous lives to find their way back to the Cauldron of Plenty; others speculate that some member of the family has a Soothsay treasure that lets them find newly-Chrysalized kin and bring them home. Either way, the Cauldron has been manned by a repeating series of Goodemeade Boggans since the Shattering.
The Cauldron is a minor freehold, supporting only two fae at a time. Jocko Goodemeade is one of the only freehold owners in the City to retain his commoner status; no one has the nerve to kick him out, and he laughed in the face of the previous Baroness of Angels when she came to offer him a lordship. He lives in the basement of the pub with Great-Auntie Rosalie, a six-year-old childling only recently returned to the family.
BOROUGH OF DITCHES
The High Kick
If the mortal prostitutes of Hackney aren't exciting enough for you, then odds are you can
find what you're looking for at The High Kick. It's not a freehold, but if sex is your dream,
then this is a good place to find Glamour.
The High Kick has been a notorious brothel since the late nineteenth century, catering to all but the darkest Unseelie tastes. Its special highlight, in tribute to its history, is a weekly can-can show in the old style.
Its current proprieter calls herself Madam Curvy, and the body above her satyr legs amply fulfills the promise of her name. She keeps every imaginable kind of toy on hand, and some of them are treasures; for a fee, you can have cantrip-assisted sex (and they've thought up every possible use for cantrips, then invented a few new ones). The High Kick also houses a treasure that cures diseases, so you needn't worry about coming home with some unwanted souvenirs.
BOROUGH OF RAVENS
The Tower of London
The White Tower has served as an Unseelie freehold for centuries, with its balefire housed in
the flames kept perpetually burning to heat instruments of torture. It is a locus of fear,
sadism, and other nightmarish forms of Glamour.
After the Tower fell out of use as a prison and execution site, however, it was opened to visitors as a tourist site, and the change rapidly eroded the power of the balefire into nothingness. It ceased to be a freehold in 1962, though periodically some Unseelie commoners will get drunk and talk about returning it to the good old days of torture and blood.
Hag's Bend
In the river between Ravens and Clocks lives a river hag named Blacktooth Meg. Since she took
up residence in the water, the chimerical boatmen have all but deserted the eastern parts of
the Thames. The Baroness of Ravens suspects she may be, not just Ravaging area mortals, but
Reaping some of them, and rumour has it that the baroness may be thinking about throwing
Blacktooth Meg out.
BOROUGH OF CLOCKS
Albion Temporal Experimentation Society
This distinguished scientific establishment was founded in the seventeenth century. Its
charter purpose is to provide space and resources for nockers to experiment with the
manipulation of time, and as such, it has fostered a series of staggeringly demented projects,
ranging from the reversal of the Shattering (through the reversal of time) in an attempt to
bottle negative time as a beauty treatment.
The Society had passed its heyday by the Resurgence, which was a shame, because the sidhe brought back with them knowledge of the Chronos Art, which would have been very helpful to the researchers. The nockers had mostly lost interest by that point, though, and the sidhe were not likely to teach them Chronos anyway; the Dougal were not inclined to reinvigorate the Society, and so its active membership fell to precisely one. Willie Clockmender maintains the premises as a kind of museum, and as near as anyone can tell has saved his elderly grump self from Banality by going into gentle Bedlam. He gives tours of the Society building irregularly, when he can be bothered to stir himself from his cosy fireside.
BOROUGH OF ASHES
The Boar's Head
This pub attracts a seedy and unpleasant clientele of mortals and fae alike. The beer tastes
like cow piss and you have to search for a table that sits straight, but if you want to get
plastered for cheap and don't mind a fight (or are looking for one), this is a good place to
go.
BSU Pyrotechnics
London's premiere fireworks company exists in a warehouse district of Lewisham, where it will
endanger as few people as possible if it explodes. Those who know to go to the back door will
find a doorbell rendition of "The 1812 Overture" and the fae half of the company waiting
there.
BOROUGH OF STAGES
Copper's Bookshop (2006)
This little, hard-to-find, hole-in-the-wall establishment has earned quite a reputation.
It is known for carrying a wide variety of out of print and rare books, both mortal and
chimerical. It is also plagued by persistent legends that mortals who visit there may
sometimes come back with a book containing more than they bargained for . . . say, a
little enchantment.
The Crossroads Inn
When this structure was originally built in the fifteenth century, near the Southwark end of
the London Bridge, it was a prime place for travellers into the city to stop for a drink.
Changing geography has moved the beaten path away from it, but fae travelers still visit it.
On any given night, there is probably at least one eshu telling stories, and sometimes more
than that.
The Round
This pub has intermittently been in the hands of the fae Rowan Sommers through many
lifetimes, though it ceased to be a freehold during the twentieth century. It caters to a
largely working-class mortal clientele.
BOROUGH OF OARS
The Long Duel Memorial
Standing in the center of a small Hammersmith park (not that any of the mortals can see it
there) is a twelve-foot sword, point-down in a pedestal, that consists of flame by day and
glowing ice by night. According to the plaque at its base, it commemorates an
eighteenth-century duel between two Scathach sidhe -- one Seelie, one Unseelie. The plaque
doesn't say how long the duel lasted; most stories agree that it went on for ten straight
years, with neither warrior willing to concede defeat. These days, the city's duellists
sometimes congregate there to talk business and solicit work.
BOROUGH OF SHADOWS
The Onyx Hall
Somewhere in the catacombs beneath London, they say, lies the forgotten freehold of Invidiana,
a sixteenth-century sluagh queen. Modern members of her kith sometimes go looking for it, and
wonder if one of their fellows has found it and isn't telling. Or perhaps no one has found
it, despite centuries of searching; Invidiana, deceitful to the last, may have hidden it with
powerful cantrips no one has yet overcome.