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Pronounced like "knee-vet" with a slightly foreign flourish to the end thanks to the double "t" and extra "e." Knyvette Mansion is exactly what you would expect a mansion to be like. Huge, expensive, regal, guarded, and well groomed. The Lycans and Shifters share residence here. Though there are some tensions between the races, they generally work it out.

"Lay-win" Castle is a traditional castle. Older than the oldest vampire around, it comes complete with moat and drawbridge. Slightly ridiculous, I know! But the vampires do love their style and they so love anything that could be from their past.

Scarswood Forest is full of Faeries flitting about and practicing their magicks. Ironically, the woods are not scarred. Though a few of the Teachers seem to have some rather conspicuous scarring. Accidents?

This is a rather brutal place, and it's very isolated from the rest of humanity. Though, you find straglers here. Mortals walking alone, slinking around corners. They know it's dangerous, but do they know how dangerous?
Pass here, through the alleyways between the rundown-used-to-be-human-inhabited-buildings, and you might just find yourself a little less alive.

A vast grassy field that streches for about two miles, with two seperate sidewalks running through the middle. Wooden benches are scattered about, with the occasional weeping willow.

This is the school. Drop outs lurk, and pick on the ones that actually still go to school. Kids everywhere, outnumbering the teachers at least fifty to one. The children who are still trying to learn call it "Tec" for short.

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