Welcome to Cheshire City my friend, the place that never sleeps and whom residents all hold a secret. Don’t be scared though. They mean no harm, or in the least most of them do not. You see, during the day the humans live here. Going about their everyday lives, not knowing what lurks just inches from their precious light. Hiding in the shadows and biding their time till the sun falls deep and the moon rises high. Then, then it is their time to rule. To lurk and take their payment for being imprisoned here in this hell. You see, the city draws many of the darkness to it’s fold. No one knows why, but well, some say it is because this city is truly the hell of old. Others say it is heaven, though these folk may be as madd as I am you see.
All the same, there is always something going on here, always a tale to tell. City life never stops you see, and it all links together like the chains of slavery. Each link, connecting both beginning to end in orderly fashion, just as each resident is somehow involved in the next city dwellers life. If they know of it or not, their all connected in their insanity, their misery, their life. So come on in, find a place to call home, and enter the city. If you dare.
plot
A new day has dawned and the feared Delano is dead. Killed by a unseen hand that is rumored to be one of the greatest hunters ever. His bounty fulfilled he now is relaxing in this new place. This new town, if it’s hip enough maybe, just maybe he’ll turn it into his permanent home. This killer of those that live in the dark. He has recently though found the advantage of one race, the dragon race. They make good little pets to do his laundry, as well as his bidding. Very powerful, very destructive, much to his likening. Now he is on a quest to imprison the city’s dragons, bind them with spells from a good old friend of his to his being. To make them all his slaves.
Though while his sights are upon the reptilian race, another battle is forged within the city. Three were pack leaders have gone missing. Only the Southern Pack leader, Marius the tiger were remains. Who will take over these packs and restore order to the beastial race of demons? No one knows….. But maybe… just maybe you are the one that can restore order to this city of anarchy?
news
I'm opening up the new character creation area though it is not yet completed. It'll be visible to all members so people may make comments on the changes if they wish under the suggestions board. All information in the new section will supersede that in the city guide which will have irrelevant information removed once the updates are finished.
Also a new plot thread is open in the Moonstone, now would be the time to throw in any weres you want to get involved.
~Varian
weather
Season:Late Summer
Moon: 15 Days Since the Full Moon
Weather: 80's City Status: Buzzing with Rumors
Estimated City Time: 10pm --
packs
South Were Pack - Alpha'sMarius Tygher - Tiger Were, Beta- Eponine Tygher- Leopard Were North Were Pack - Open East Were Pack - Open West Were Pack - Alpha's - Kazuki & Kazuya- Wolf Were's Beta- Sani - Panther Were
The Garden of Night In this garden, dawn never rises, nor does the moon ever set. Tombstones and flowers overgrow the place where it all started, here between the worlds. Here where the outcasts make there home, and try to find a place to belong. The villa is constantly being worked on, added onto to make way for friends, servants, and parts of there dark court. The sounds of ghostly hammers can be heard as one walks through the halls. Some area’s brightly decorated in regaleness, while others seem to belong to a whole different era. Never having been updated to modern times. Do you dare to take a step here? Do you dare to visit the ancient bearers of the disease carrying vampires. The original 13. The starters of the apocalypse…..
West Band Hide-out This large Victorian-style house lays at the end of its street in the Hells Garden District. It shelters West Band gang weres, and tends to gather owls, bats, squirrels, and mice in its eaves. Guards are posted 24/7. Though you can't see them, they are there. Trepassers beware; you're in for a scare.