Setting
Once considered an affluent neighborhood in the Vargeras borough of Lutetia City, Fontainebleau has gone downhill. The neighborhood, established by old money, drew the less savory element. Burglaries were frequent. Homicides were not uncommon. In desperation, the majority of the old money fled, leaving the shadows of their dreams behind. The century-old homes, while once the pinnacle of opulence, have been reduced to crumbling shells of chipping paint and questionably tilting foundations. Even the police avoid the Fontainebleau neighborhood, leaving it to the gangs, drugs, pimps and prostitutes unless absolutely necessary.
Rumor has it, vampires have recently moved in.
There are still a few families here from times past.
Fontainebleau
Once considered an affluent neighborhood in Vargeras, Fontainebleau has gone downhill. The century-old homes - once the pinnacle of opulence - have been reduced to crumbling shells of chipping paint and questionably tilting foundations.
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Fontainebleau is a part of 
Vargeras.
1 Places in Fontainebleau:
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Claire Constance [27]
Chandler Ombre [27] A former Aslund soldier, now a Vindex agent. He is a sin-eater.
Léon Barnes [22] A former Aslund soldier, now a Vindex agent. He is a young werewolf.
Marc Favre [11] Hunter for the Ardelean Society
V035 [1] Those who know him call him 'Tux'
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"I am glad for that." He then shook his head. "That vampire isn't coming back from that car ride ma cheré.", he said and followed her to the car. They would head back to the office and from there they would retire for some much needed rest.
There was a small humming, buzzing noise. Then, in the middle of an empty street with nothing but crumbling orange leaves blowing down it, driven by a warm breeze, the air cracked. A large rectangular shape began to cut its way out of nothing, shimmering in the air, occasionally distorting and bending into red, green and blue fragments, then snapping back into place. The The wavering, grainy air inside the rectangle opened, giving way to darkness. A man dressed in an expensive Armani suit stepped out of the 'door', and onto the street. Once he had both feet on the street, he nodded once and the rectangular digital portal flickered out of existence.
Surveying the street and the old, decaying Victorian houses that lined either side, he nodded and murmured to himself, satisfied. "Yes, yes. This will all do very well. A good purchase, indeed. This will do nicely." He began to stroll down the center of the street, taking mental notes of everything he saw.
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