It is with a heavy heart that I have decided to hand off administration to someone else. A contact of mine offered to take it off my plate and I've agreed. I'm simply tired of idiots trying to twist my words, lying about how things happened, leaving things out, or trying to claim after the fact that things that were clearly intended as threats were not. I just don't need the headache. I don't even play on the site, nor profit from it. It fact, it costs me money for the server every month (I only take donations for the domain name, which is a separate expense). The new administrator is not now, nor ever was, a White Wolf player, much less a member of the old chats or friends with any random ones of you. Whether they open the site back up or keep it closed will be entirely their prerogative and nothing to do with me. Also, who they ban/unban will also be in their purview, not mine. With the exception of the few bad apples who like to spread unfounded lies, I've enjoyed talking to you all and my time administering the site. Over the next few weeks to months the site will likely be moved to a new server. At some point in the near future the new administrator will likely post their own message. To clarify: The site is NOT shutting down, someone else is just taking over running it. Were they to decide not to do it anymore, the chats would come back to me.
This dark damp sewer is home to the cities rodent population, and those who wish to travel unseen. There are many collapsed sections and the unwary are easily lost. The occasional bloated corpse has been found half devoured by rats and many unwanted items are dumped here.
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There it looms... perched upon one of the highest points in the city. Although located just on the outskirts, the whole of Necropolis is visible. The building and it's grounds, which include the bottom of the hill to it's peak, are surrounded by a 2' thick wall of pure marble. Large iron spikes protrude from the apex of the wall... some say to keep those poor unfortunates in, while others say to keep the "normal" people out.
This rubble covered area is all that remains of the Bradford Suites Hotel, which burned to the ground in 1997. The circumstances of the fire were never discovered. The debris here makes for excellent hiding spaces for the indigent and a place to resolve disputes away from the prying eyes of the law.
Light from streetlamps filters through the stained glass windows overlooking this enormous cathedral. Here, the faithful come to pray or have whispered conversations among the pews. It is even rumored that this is a haven for those who hunt the hunters.
A slowly flickering streetlight illuminates this dark street. All roads though town lead to this main road. Shadowy figures dart in and out of alleyways, and only the brave or foolish remain here long.
The fabulous decor and high class atmoshpere of this hotel makes it the prime place for visitors from outside the city to stay and an excellent meeting place for those who wish to discuss business away for their normal meeting spots. The lobby is adorned with ornate fountains, and a small bar server drinks at all hours.