The Hell-Fire Club
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You will be Punished.

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A Game of Chess

It is not of the pawn to ask why to the King.
Not of the slave to look deep into her masters eyes.

The winter came along hastly, and our halls were invaded by its cool glimmering light,only broken by the flaming torches of the gathering, assembled on the 13th night of the winter Solstice - as ordered by the Book.

To each side of the Nameless King a Bishop a Knight and a Rook - The trinity required for the ceremonial to be performed - each of them with their own slaves harnessed - ready for the initial punishment.

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1721 - The price will always be high.

1721

As I address them for the first time, my voice grows loud as thunder while invading the pitch dark chamber :

LeMonstre - I am your master, in charge of the Hellfire Club. It is my duty to guide you through the evenings proceedings. There are rules to hellfire Club that must be obeyed at all times.

Where you stand all of you are to us persons of quality, the first and the only worthy of joining what will be forever a mist. A secret. A shadow.

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