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| | *[[Caterina]] of Clan Toreador. Played by Nepene. | | *[[Caterina]] of Clan Toreador. Played by Nepene. |
| | *[[Mason]] of Clan Toreador. Played by Sabermane. | | *[[Mason]] of Clan Toreador. Played by Sabermane. |
| − | *[[Roderick Ashdown]] of Clan Toreador. Played by Tyrnis. | + | *[[Tyrnis’s Character]] of Clan Toreador. Played by Tyrnis. |
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| | ==Communal Haven and Holdings== | | ==Communal Haven and Holdings== |
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| − | ''"Most of the streets that abut immediately upon the parks, overlooking the greensward, are entitled to the rank of exclusive, although nothing can prevent vulgar wealth at times forcing itself into these favoured retreats of fashion, and becoming an eyesore to the whole neighbourhood. .... Arlington Street, overlooking the Green Park, is one of those dear exclusive neighbourhoods : the fine facade of Lord Spencer's noble mansion here attracts general attention. Park Lane is another, vying with Piccadilly in the intensity of fashion. Grosvenor Square, though in a less degree, approaches exclusiveness; while '''Portman, Cavendish, and Belgrave Squares''', must be content to come within our ultra-fashionable category. Of merely fashionable streets, we boast a profusion; those tributary to the leading squares, borrow from their aristocratic neighbours a lustre not their own; thus George's Street, Hanover Square, on a friend's card or your own, is quite correct, while George's Street, Bloomsbury, is outlawry and civil death!
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| | ==Faces of the Clan== | | ==Faces of the Clan== |
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| | *'''Scarlet O'Reilly - Grand Harpy of London''' | | *'''Scarlet O'Reilly - Grand Harpy of London''' |
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| − | The Grand Harpy of London is a petite, chirpy woman with laughter like the gentle chiming of bells and smile as radiant as moonlight. Beneath the harmless, appealing exterior however lays a delicate cruelty the likes of which the younger members of the clan as well as anybody unwitting enough to cross the Grand Harpy become intimately acquainted with. Often referred to adoringly as 'Lady Silvertongue' there are few doors that remain closed to the attractive Rose. It is said that she has the ear of the Prince himself! while she is a powerful ally, her benevolence is often short lived and she is prone to sharp changes of mood when displeased. It is widely known that whilst she is as harsh with Toreador fledgelings and Neonates as she is with those of other clans she is also fiercely protective of the offspring of the clan.
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| | *'''Leopold - Elder of the Clan''' | | *'''Leopold - Elder of the Clan''' |
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| − | The Elder of Clan Toreador appears rarely in the public eye. Perhaps the several centuries of existence he is rumoured to have behind his back weigh heavy on him or perhaps he simply does not understand this day & age. Still, he resides within London, a bedrock to those of his blood, who are lost, in need of guidance or seeking knowledge of their blood and Clan beyond that, which deems them aloof artists. Leopold, it is said, has resided in London since his mortal days. He has never moved, never travelled far beyond the domain and hungers for knowledge that others, having done so, could bring. To those who have seen him, Leopold appears as a well groomed, if starkly and simply dressed gentleman in his early thirties, with raven black hair that hangs in loose waves over his shoulders and piercing mist grey eyes, which seem to seep into the very soul. He is less bon vivant and more a philosopher, an embodiment of the bohemian nature of the clan without the added debauchery and falsehoods. He has Sired many Childer in his time but he is said to be rather fond of the current Primogen, Mr Sharpe.
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| | ==The Flower Festival== | | ==The Flower Festival== |
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