In the longer term, the Hybrid's milk is the only thing that can save the city. "Since the very beginning, I have had the best interests of London at heart. It's my sole comfort, the greatest joy I have discovered in all my centuries. "The end of London! I couldn't bear it! I love this city. Can you imagine?" The lamp trembles in its hand. ""Once a suitable love story is found, it’ll be the end of London. Given its activities, Veils' demise seems fairly likely to occur soon. Within this workshop lies an automaton imitation of Mr Veils (yes, seriously) to fill in its position in its silk shops should the real Mr Veils ever meet its end or go missing. Fires converted this workshop into a coin fabrication factory, while Veils retained ownership but would not visit. To produce these coins, Mr Fires made an arrangement of sorts with Mr Veils to take over one of its neglected workshops from the Fourth City. It commissioned the Dean of Supernumerary Fellows at the University to investigate the private stash of mysterious sedatives that Mr Spices (possibly) consumes but doesn't sell, and it paid the Dean in several forged Justificande Coins, the mysterious currency of Irem. Mr Fires is known to conduct several independent schemes that often come into conflict with its colleagues, like Mr Wines, Mr Spices, and Mr Stones. "It looks much like a real Justificande, but it doesn't have the same effect on nearby clocks." It is a commandment as much as a promise." "ONE DAY YOU WILL FORGIVE is stamped on the back. Mr Fires was known as the Khan of Fire in the time of the Fourth City, and is called the Saint on the Pyre by the Cult of the Sanctified in the Sunless Skies timeline. Mr Fires resides in several apartments that blaze in various hues of light so bright they recall the Surface: gas, candles, dazzling stones, and strange light bulbs. Oh, and it considers London escaping to the skies a spectacularly bad idea. Does this place Fires in the same boat as the revolutionaries it seeks to destroy? Probably not. By writing the letter in this manner, Mr Fires wishes to change the course of London's fate by influencing the Bazaar's opinion on some unspecified issue. All these factors make Mr Fires notorious, especially among those of a revolutionary bent, as one of the most antipathetic and poor-tempered Masters in modern-day Fallen London.Įvery seven years, Mr Fires is obligated to write a letter to the Bazaar this letter is usually a love story, as to be expected, but sometimes Fires likes to change it up a little and submit an editorial on Fallen London based on the opinion of one of London's intrepid citizens. Furthermore, its factories are heavy polluters, spewing several pounds of noxious waste into the air and waters of London and beyond. It often uses the Masters' enforcers, the neddy men, to quell and dissipate any protests, unions, or revolutionary activity it deems troublesome. įires is known to deny its laborers many basic necessities, like safe working conditions and fair pay. Mr Fires also dabbles in weapon and engine manufacturing, under the company Caminus Yards. It can usually be found near its office in Wolfstack, and it is also in command of London's dirigible system, a position that apparently required quite a lot of effort on its part to acquire. It also presides over several of the factories in Fallen London, and many of the workers at Wolfstack Docks, with an unwavering grip. Ember-eyed and honey-voiced, this Master governs trade in coal, gas, and candles, along with the Neath's unique form of railway steel.
0 Comments
Leave a Reply. |
AuthorWrite something about yourself. No need to be fancy, just an overview. ArchivesCategories |