Bishop Ze Ravenka

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887 posts. Alias of Kwen.




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Alright game is live, I've sent everyone who is playing so far the email with the link to the game. I'll try to get a link to e-maps of the location you are in.


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Whitechapel district, London England year of 1752:
Whitechapel's heart is Whitechapel High Street, extending further east as Whitechapel Road, named after a small chapel of ease dedicated to St Mary. The church's earliest known rector was Hugh de Fulbourne in 1329.
Around 1338, it became the parish church of Whitechapel, called, for unknown reasons, St Mary Matfelon. Whitechapel High Street and Whitechapel Road are now part of the A11 road, anciently the initial part of the Roman road between the City of London and Colchester, exiting the city at Aldgate.
In later times, travelers to and from London on this route were accommodated at the many coaching inns which lined Whitechapel High Street. By the late 16th century, the suburb of Whitechapel and the surrounding area had started becoming 'the other half' of London. Located east of Aldgate, outside the City Walls and beyond official controls, it attracted the less fragrant activities of the city, particularly tanneries, breweries, foundries (including the Whitechapel Bell Foundry which later cast Philadelphia's Liberty Bell and London's Big Ben) and slaughterhouses
In 1680, the Rector of Whitechapel, the Rev. Ralph Davenant, of the parish of St. Mary Matfellon, bequeathed a legacy for the education of forty boys and thirty girls of the parish

Background information
In England and Wales, the legal year 1751 was a short year of 282 days, running from 25 March to 31 December. 1752 began on 1 January. To align the calendar in use in England to that on the continent, the Gregorian calendar was adopted: and the calendar was advanced by 11 days: Wednesday 2 September 1752 was followed by Thursday 14 September 1752.
The summer is noted as being cool and damp, a much milder summer then many had lived through in a number of years. This year will provide a harsh winter, as many residents have noted, still something seems to be stirring in the heart of Whitechapel; something that most sane people would do their best to avoid.
In Ireland, the Fey court had given a treaty with the court of England, they would exist as their own ruling court; and the Wild Fey wouldn’t come into Great Britain for their once a year “Hunt”. If one of the Wild Fey, did go into London and committed a crime a Wergild would be paid to the family of the victim ( Wergild meaning blood money).

Brother Assisi:
Brother Assisi Cappucino, you spent the last year traveling from Rome on a commission of your talents, as many of the other members of the monastery were currently doing other tasks. You had received twp official sealed letters, the first sealed letter would be used to pay for your lodgings, the cost of the escort, and where you would be staying in London until you finished translating the works of a Vicktor Von Frankenstein. You know that a minor noble would be holding on to the book and to help verifiy who you were with along with the second sealed letter you would as him “What Tomes do the Nightside bring?” His answer would be “Only the Tales of which knowledge and bedlam lie.”
The lord’s name is Synxol Baelstrad, who would give you the book, along with the key to an apartment in Whitechapel. If you wish more help from Lord Synxol, you may as the agreement in the sealed letter would help ease any ill tidings that he may have.

Synxol Baelstrad:
Lord Synxol Baelstrad: Your vices had improved your holdings, still something kept you at the gaming tables longer than normal; you had managed to win a number of pounds on top of a note from the bank for a safety deposit box.
Upon the morning after your personal Valet Jennsen (Male Elf, has been with the family for more years than anyone can remember he stays due to a debt that he owes your ancestors. Although he only has 50 more years to pay off that debt.) ((Jennsen voiced by Steven Fry)). You took a ride to a carriage ride to the bank where, you had collected your winnings which, were a key to an apartment in Whitechapel along with the address, the deed to said apartment, and note of 606 pounds.
That evening you felt restless, as you tried to review the events of the night before, at all seemed a blur, finally you decided leave for the normal night out, you were informed that visiting lord had arrived and to pardon the interruption on your evening entertainment had a few parcels.
Once Parcel would be yours to keep as part of the payment for holding on to the other. The partial payment was a book, which while seemed familiar to you, also seemed to scratch that itch, of why you had spent years looking for; subconsciously seeking. Walker had informed you that a man named Brother Assisi Cappucino, would be arriving in the next week who will give you the rest of your payment via a Sealed letter that would hold the rest of your payment. Brother Assisi Cappucino would ask you a phrase and you would answer his question with this “Only the Tales of which knowledge and bedlam lie.” Which you would then give him the other Parcel, and if you had any more questions that sealed letter would inform you.
After Walker who was dressed very much like he came from the court to visit you, the rest of the week passed by in a blur until finally the day that brother Assisi would be arriving at your domicile had dawned.

Jack the great big scot:
Jack, you know that things would be tight this month, due to the bribe to the local bobbies who happened to patrol in your district of Whitechapel. The good news is that no peddles of flesh would be stopping in your block, and that your charges would be safe for a while.
Rumors of paying work in your style of protection had been whispered into your ears, a man calling himself ‘Walker’ had job for you watching over a man who would be staying in an apartment at the edge of your territory. If any trouble came to the door, or if anything were to happen then you would track down that problem and take care of it. You were given a description of your newest charge and the address of the apartment. This job would cover the cost of the bribes of this month and help keep you a float for a while

Brother Assisi, after spending many months on the road and time waiting for the ship to arrive to London, you find your self seeing the London as city without beauty. Still holding the joys of Rome in your heart, you find yourself glad to be off the cramped ship. It is midday and the middle of summer, flagging a carriage you give the driver the address of a lords manner. Having hope to getting the done completely and quickly, so that you may return to Rome which, oddly enough there was no orders to return to the monastery after this assignment.
The smell of London takes time to get used too as you get closer into the city, the smell of the docks lessens and you are taken to a much nicer part of the city, as lower income houses give way to shops, taverns, and finally you see what you guess are soldiers in red uniforms, as well as men in full blue uniforms with a small club.