The Kyoto Club

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The Kyoto Club
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The Kyoto Club is a lair.

Location

Lion and 22nd

Description

Nested atop the Atropa Hotel, above the babble of the city, proudly sits The Kyoto Club, silhouetted by the boundless night. Bathed in floodlights, life flickers across the bronze crowned black granite masonry, which frames an army of plate glass windows. The brilliant and conspicuous glow allows the visage to blaze in contrast, yet blend oddly at home amidst the skyline.

On stepping from the elevator, a subdued red glow pours forth and the soft hum of music in the distance enchants the lobby, drawing patrons deeper toward the Japanese Cocktail Lounge. The entrance is tucked into an alcove through which the dim lighting shines on a Guzheng player, flickering off and on in the warm, seductive atmosphere of the Orient. A lone curator stands dutifully amidst the front rows of secluded, circular booths offering a slight bow silently to those who venture deeper.

Each grotto along the hall offers the taste of something curious and foreign, if not wholly unfamiliar: the leaping flames of a hibachi, denizens scattered languidly in a sea of kilim floor pillows, billowing hookah smoke which grows hazier the further one ventures towards the excitable uproar of cho han games, an apothecary of an absinthe den whose bartop is more like a theatre, and far more, await.

Two Samurai could easily be mistaken as part of the ambiance; they stand at either side of an otherwise unassuming door curtain. A black flaming tree splits down the middle of the red cloth door which leads up and out into the night air. In the nebulous atmosphere, the wards along the archway and wall that lead to the private area would be missed by most, unless they made the grave mistake of stepping through uninvited. Across a small zen garden, a modest Japanese manor is nearly swallowed into a bower of trees and vegetation. As though they are in the forest rather than atop a skyscraper, not a sound is present from below. Only the rustling of leaves in the wind and the drum of a shishi odoshi emptying into a koi pond break the stillness, a quiet calm like one would find the eye of a storm.

History

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Created (when?) (found in-game 11 March 2018).

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