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Plot
Apr 29, 2010 22:39:45 GMT -5
Post by Feathers on Apr 29, 2010 22:39:45 GMT -5
It has been 11 months since Noctum City burned, and still no one knows how or why. Some say a crazed demon set the blaze, some say the angels knew it couldn't be saved and it became a Gomorrah. I heard a rumor that the lycans set it to finish off the fragmented vampires and it spread out of their control. Either way, every immortal seems to know someone who died in that fire-- yes, deaths even among We who rarely die.
But time heals everything. Noctum was not the only city in the world that was known to be a hub for nonhumans, although we cannot live so openly here as we did in America. In Greece, one has to keep his head down if he wants to keep it. Still, many of those who survived the fires of Noctum have made their way to this city, Etanepitas, to try to make new lives for themselves-- or to pursue old grudges.
The change has not been too hard. In fact, it feels the same here as in Noctum. The lycans still run wild, the vampires are still pulling their fangs out trying to keep the wolves in check, shifters and angels still dot the skies. The foundations of the vampire and lycan clans seem to have been shaken, however, and a place has emerged for new leadership in both-- at least that's called off the constant warring for the time being. Somehow, the slave trade has followed us here, too, and is going strong.
I guess some old habits die hard.
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