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From Chief Bitternut’s Personal Notebook

Full moon is coming.  I feel it tugging, feel the first below-the-skin shift and murmur of mutable flesh. You know the hardest thing? It isn’t organising someone to cover the job for the duration.  In the beginning, yes, made some … Continue reading

Extracts from the Scalentine Chronicler

Floating Lady An extraordinary incident took place in Pigjam Alley on Stoneday, when Miris Trand, (23 years Scalentine), being in a depressed state of mind after the termination of an affair of the heart, attempted to take her own life. … Continue reading

Dear Babylon – Night Ride

Dear Babylon I only recently moved to Scalentine and have been working all the time to try and save up some money to send to my parents back home, I live very cheap so I can do this and have … Continue reading

Notes from Bitternut’s Casebook – Grave Matters

A normal evening.  A few magical explosions, the occasional shriek – nothing to disturb an officer who was off duty, thank you very much, and on his way to a beer and some affectionate company.  Except there was a light … Continue reading

Extracts from the Scalentine Chronicler

Mysterious ‘Burglaries’ Leave Militia Baffled A number of dwellings have recently been broken into in the area of Crowns portal.  Each break-in has involved various items being moved around and a small amount of money, approximately enough to pay for … Continue reading

Notes from Bitternut’s Casebook

On Change leave the last few days (full moon). Returned to duty to find marginally less chaos than usual and only 4 murders, one already solved (as in ‘caught red-clawed standing over the body’), pretty quiet for a full moon. … Continue reading

Extracts from the Scalentine Chronicler

Alchemical Blaze Residents on Brittle Bridge Way were woken in the early hours of last Jalday by explosions and brightly-coloured fireballs. T’fringith Dren, of No. 38, described the scene. “Like a festival, pink, blue, bang bang!  And the alchemist running … Continue reading


“Yes, what is it?” The door opened about two inches. Smewor felt eyes on him from the darkness, fixed his face into a smile. “Sorry to disturb you, love. There’s been a bit of trouble hereabouts. Burglaries.” “Burglaries!” The voice … Continue reading

Dear Babylon – Parental Disapproval

Dear Babylon A few weeks ago I went to the bakery to get an order for my Dad’s restaurant as the boy who normally does it was off. The people who run it are Barraklé you know what they are … Continue reading