Port-a-Lucine - Quartier Publique

[Kleomenes]

A young man in a smart trenchcoat, but otherwise the typical attire of a worker, is seen visiting the library for long periods, ensconcing himself in corners with various books and periodicals.

[PrimetheGrime]

The swift stride of Basile Corbeau could be seen stalking through the Publique in a black rage. Curiously, his clothing looked to have been torn in places and a bandage was roughly wrapped around his arm..

[Maffa]

In the first hours of the day, a carriage awaits in front of the Governor's Hotel. After a little, a few footmen help carry luggage and load it onto the vehicle.

The coachman is heard moaning for the short heads-up and the hour of the day, too late to leave for Borca, since the roads, he reckons with anyone not fast enough to run away, are bound to be swamped by the spring floods.

He however finds the common sense to fall quiet, as Cavalier Romeo Lascaris, a black coat and an even darker expression, is seen exiting the Hotel and climb inside the coach. He bangs a few hits on the coach inner walls, and the coachman, a newfound passion for the silent contemplation of the road, drives the coach eastbound past the city gates.

[endless possibilities]

After performing perhaps one of Pòrt-à-Lucine's most prolonged yet unimportant vanishing acts, the magician Oriel Kurin was spotted dragging a chest almost the same height as him through the Quartier Publique and into Club L'Artiste.

[PrimetheGrime]

Throughout the bustling city of lights, wherever a scrap of revolutionary propaganda is found, a blue cloaked squadron is seen removing them with urgency, depositing them into trashcans, fires and anything else containing refuse..

[Imperial]

[Word spreads of the presence of a solitary spider with a shiny black carapace, no larger than a man's fist, attacking two women speaking to themselves at the lightpost, one being Dame Enora de Courcillon and the other being famed painter Odette Cloutier. Despite their attempts to stomp on the spider, it moved too quickly and the spider's venom seemed to cause both to freeze up and then fall unconscious, much to the alarm of the gentry who were watching helplessly. The eight-legged menace was fortunately undone, its remains decorating the cobbles near Voix de l'Ame...]

[Wu Tang Dan]

[Sounds of a scuffle could be heard behind the Governor's Hotel later in the morning, the Gendarme patrolling on the level above passing by either unaware or apathetic to the incident below. Hours pass and all that remains are splatterings of blood and shreds of torn fabric. Crates and barrels in a small shed built on the back of the hotel building occasionally shake or clamor.]