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''"It was a necessity brought upon us not only by the demands of our Art, but by Society's refusal to appreciate what must be done in its pursuit. But even without customers, they thrived: The advances we've made in the tobacconist's art are unrivalled. And while that is thanks to my own genius and creative passion."'' | {{Neath_Location|image1 = Rosegategaz.png|caption1 = Yeah you've seen worse. Art from Sunless Sea.|location = Stamford's Expanse|allegiance = The Crotchety Tobacconist|notable_inhabitants = The Crotchety Tobacconist}}''"It was a necessity brought upon us not only by the demands of our Art, but by Society's refusal to appreciate what must be done in its pursuit. But even without customers, they thrived: The advances we've made in the tobacconist's art are unrivalled. And while that is thanks to my own genius and creative passion."'' | ||
'''Rosegate''' is an underwater tobacco shop. What? What do you mean you're unimpressed?__forcetoc__ | |||
==Boring== | |||
The port located under the beautiful Reef of Roses, and consists of little more than a shop with a zubmarine dock. This is home to artful and brilliant '''Crotchety Tobacconist''' and his apprentices, where they set out to do ''magnificent'' things in the art of cigar making. The Tobacconist is a Surface-born Londoner brought down in the Fall, and 20 years ago set up shop in this remote location. Here he relies on commissions from his patrons (strongly implied to be either the [[Revolutionaries: the Calendar Council|Anarchists]] or [[The Iron Republic|Iron Republic]]) to stave off starvation and boredom. He doesn't like losing at cards, and he'll do anything to perfect his cigars. | |||
[[File:Tobacconistgaz.png|thumb| | ==Seek Perfection== | ||
[[File:Tobacconistgaz.png|thumb|200px|Does this look like the face of a madman?]]The recently lost his contracts, but seeks his ultimate work of art, a cigar so good it can stay lit underwater. How far is this man willing to go for the sake of his craft? Expensive acquisitions? Torture? Teaching a blemmigan how to write romantic poetry? Where does the line between art and insanity end in the Neath? | |||
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[[Category:The Unterzee]] | [[Category:The Unterzee]] | ||
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Revision as of 01:56, 1 June 2019
"It was a necessity brought upon us not only by the demands of our Art, but by Society's refusal to appreciate what must be done in its pursuit. But even without customers, they thrived: The advances we've made in the tobacconist's art are unrivalled. And while that is thanks to my own genius and creative passion."
Rosegate is an underwater tobacco shop. What? What do you mean you're unimpressed?
Boring
The port located under the beautiful Reef of Roses, and consists of little more than a shop with a zubmarine dock. This is home to artful and brilliant Crotchety Tobacconist and his apprentices, where they set out to do magnificent things in the art of cigar making. The Tobacconist is a Surface-born Londoner brought down in the Fall, and 20 years ago set up shop in this remote location. Here he relies on commissions from his patrons (strongly implied to be either the Anarchists or Iron Republic) to stave off starvation and boredom. He doesn't like losing at cards, and he'll do anything to perfect his cigars.
Seek Perfection
The recently lost his contracts, but seeks his ultimate work of art, a cigar so good it can stay lit underwater. How far is this man willing to go for the sake of his craft? Expensive acquisitions? Torture? Teaching a blemmigan how to write romantic poetry? Where does the line between art and insanity end in the Neath?
