The Bordello

The towering spires of The Bordello glisten wetly in the moonlight. Within, laughter and screams mingle in the festive atmosphere. Music can just be heard outside the grounds, a cacaphony of mixed sounds. But if you venture onto the grounds, it's suddenly loud, the bass reverberates through your bones, and tries to take control of your heart, setting its tempo.

"You will never find a more wretched hive of scum and villanry. We must be cautious."

This is the intended atmosphere of The Bordello. A place where villians, and the desperate, go to conduct their sordid affairs. No masquerade here. Quintessence and tass is bought and sold openly, as are fettishes, talismen, vitae of elders, and all the snake oil you could hope for.