Richard J. Nox

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It had taken him a long, long time. But it was done now, and he was very impressed with it. Especially the scrolly thing at the bottom. It was simple, yes, and so far only a single page, but it looked good, and besides, just having a website was enough of a step-forward.

True, there wasn't really any of the pubs contact details, save the address and his personal mobile number, but most people wouldn't need to contact the pub anyway, they'd just turn up. He'd add contact details later, perhaps. And maybe even a page of reviews, if he had the chance. But it probably wasn't necessary. In Studentsville, news tended to spread faster by word-of-mouth than by printed reviews in newspapers.

He leant away for his desk, glancing towards the carefully shuttered windows. Midday was far too bright for him to go out. But at 5pm, the sun would be setting, and he could finish his errands for the day before opening up properly. He needed more staff. Maybe the website would generate a few applicants. Otherwise, he'd have to talk to the Smiths about it. Get a few more of the new arrivals employed within the community, than sort of thing.

Almost midday. He wondered if Mikael was on lunch break or not, and if he was, how he'd react to a call...

A new RPG group for creatures of fantasy and urban legend- vampires, werewolves, spirits, witches, fae- centered around Cardiff, city of Dr. Who and Torchwood fame. The Rift, a fissure in the nature of reality and the universe that cuts Cardiff in half, is starting to act weirder than usual, and as such, all sorts of new people (and non-people) are arriving in the city. This new influx of strange and unusual citizens means those employed to police the supernatural population are rushed off their feet, trying to protect their new charges from the merciless stone angels and revengeful Fae...



It started off with just things like not being allowed near the stone circle at night and the odd Ragtag driving into the city off the non-existent Junction 31 on the M4. The Smiths had an easy enough job fitting in those who wanted to stay, helping those back who didn't and getting rid of and covering up those who didn’t understand that staying undercover is important.

The problem is, though, that this city is weird and listens to those who live in it, changing as they change, and this city's changed a lot over the last few years...

Now there's Ragtags coming in from all over, things that you've only ever heard of in folklore, and the Smiths are rushed off their feet trying to keep an uneasy peace and stopping the normal residents from finding out things are anything but everyday.

It's working though. There's selkies in the Bay and vampires working night shift up at the hospital. There's Fae studying music at the University and most of the Smiths are students these days too. It's hectic and the brand new fractures around town sometimes make traveling impossible and the statues try to kill you at night because the city listens to people’s ideas about it but it's working...

For now.