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Where the beat of the music is
the heartbeat, the rhythm the binding of the soul.
Many dangers lurk in Soho for
the unwary, there are tales of horror and terror abound, of lost
lives, and of dragons slain. Of demons and evil spells. A place
where the life of a child means less then that of a loaf of bread.
BorderTown is a place where
Crime Lords reap profits preying upon the innocence’s and trust
of the young. Long Lankyn, the Butcher of BorderTown as he is oft
called, is the most powerful of these Crime Lords.
His holdings in Soho are vast.
From the pristine walls of the Oberon House; a house where
children’s dreams and souls are stolen for mere profit and
pleasure of the TrueBloods, to the slums that dot the Mad River,
home to WarfRats; the human children too strung out on Mad River
water to recognize the depth of their abasement, or even to
understand that the water has driven them insane.
He lurks in the shadows of the
Bloods he controls. His hands kept clean from any stain, his
identity kept secret, his position on the Eleven High Council safe
through silence and corruption.
He rules Soho with an iron
grip. His Bloods, the minions of his biding, may not always know
for whom they work, but they are TrueBloods and do as they will as
is considered their due. A dedication to the greatness of their
race.
Lankyn is the embodiment of
evil and corruption, or is he? He stands behind the facade of
eleven courtliness, his charm and wit hide his true nature. To
look upon Corwyn of the House Oberon is to see a beautiful and
enchanting Elf, one who moves with grace, and is quick with his
chivalrous charm.
An Elf of greatness and standing but
to say that you know Long Lankyn is near impossible. An ancient
with the experience of too many lives. Is his soul as black as
rumors suggest?
Eyes as cold as a gray winter morn,
he chills even the bravest of hearts. Few dare stand in opposition
to one such as he, and those who do find themselves a target of
his wrath.
He stops at nothing to gain what it
is he thinks he wants and what will profit his Family of Bloods.
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