Casimir Claybourne is the proprietor of The Warren freehouse, or 'café', as he ambitiously calls it. His adopted son Bruno does most of the cooking and the heavy lifting, as you can see. More on Casimir and Bruno.

Imperium Lupi: Chapter Excerpt

The rain battered Ivan’s body, the wind ripped at his cloak, but still he twisted the accelerator another inch, adding another few notches to the monobike’s quivering dials. Not that he paid any heed; he felt his machine’s beating heart through his legs, his body, his bones, whilst his eyes remained fixed upon the bike... Continue Reading →

City of Lupa

Lupa was a bleak, garbled lattice of bricks and squalor even on the best of days, and positively rancid on such a miserably overcast morning. Streets of decaying houses and towering, ash-belching smokestacks rippled by the drizzle-licked windows as the train trundled through a particularly rough district. The radiant red and white banners marking the... Continue Reading →

A sketch of the confident Uther and worrisome Linus relaxing amidst one of Lupa's rare green spaces. The smokestacks of industry rise and billow in the background, contributing to the pollution that has devastated the city's hinterlands.

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