Saturday, August 14, 2010

In Clockhaven

As the day drew to a close, I stepped off the ship in Clockhaven to have a brief look about. I had not been in Clockhaven since a certain incident, and, as with other parts of New Babbage, much had changed.

Still, the winding streets surrounded by tall, ancient buildings were the same as ever, creating warren-like pathways through the city. After dark, one did well to be nervous.

The plaza was new to me, however, and a pleasant place to sit and watch people go about their business, whether it was shopping, building, or taking advantage of a secluded corner to arrange an assignation.

I stopped into a shop with a name well-known to me: Edward Pearse, Duke of Argylle. His Grace is apparently a collector with eclectic tastes. The shop is filled with curios, tastefully arranged.

As befits the name, Clockhaven has clocks aplenty, and I noticed that the time had grown quite late. I was in danger of missing my transportation to my next assignment, so I hastened again to the docks and caught the steamer just as it was beginning to pull away....


HeadBurro Antfarm said...

Quite simply one of my favourite places on the whole grid...

Rhianon Jameson said...

I love what Mr. Tenk has done with the place. :)

Sister Kathy has a post coming up in a few days in which she expresses her dismay with out of context builds in themed areas - in particular, in Caledon, right across from our house. Much as I love Caledon, it's nice to have a unified theme throughout an estate, the way Babbage is the sooty, industrial heart of Steampunk, or Steelhead is the Western frontier, and to have that theme enforced by a benevolent dictator.

I'd love New Babbage even more if things would rez a little more quickly!