Soloughvein Downs

Several miles north of town is a stretch of lowlands that border the edge of Requiem River. Filled with mainly Swamp Oaks and Silver Maples, this area is avoided by Atroe City’s ‘upperclass’. With an understaffed police force, the area isn’t heavily monitored by the authorities. And with deeply-rutted mud roads, trucks are about the only vehicles that can successfully navigate this dismal terrain.

Groups that inhabit this area:
Cryptic Vigilantes

Rose Blossoms...
Posted on July 21, 2008 at 00:36:33 AM by Cassidy

Now she managed her usual smile, that seductive smirk that had attracted the interest of Lanny and so many others before him, though she'd never cared for any of them as the expression might have suggested. This evidenced that she had returned to her normal self, that she again was able to pull up her smile, her 'blank face', and move on. So she muttered into the phone, "Copy that," and then hung it up, calling for Johann.

The man slid soundlessly into view, it his never-changing wardrobe of blue jeans, black sneakers, and long-sleeved checked-flannel shirt, sleeves rolled up to the elbows for the midsummer night's heat. Fishing the keys out of her bra, Cassidy tossed them to the wizened old man, who caught them nimbly and offered both of them a solemn nod before hopping into the Bronco and starting it up.

"Come on then, Lanny... we're both in for a wailing if we're late." That she offered him as she moved toward the silver truck, unlocking her door and getting in and leaning across the seat to unlock the passenger side so he could get in. As soon as he had done so, the truck was revved, and with Johann following them closely, they were making for the Cafe.

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