Datura 1817
It's 1817. As you stepped off the steamboat and onto the bustling docks of Sylph Lake City, the sounds and smells of a thriving port enveloped you. Cobblestone roads stretched into the distance, lined with oil lamps casting flickering shadows. Horse-drawn carriages rattled down the streets, while stagecoaches discharged weary travelers. Merchants hawked their wares, and sailors swaggered through the crowds. French Creole speaking settlers and Japanese fisherman crowd the streets as you meander towards the nearest Gentleman's club in the notorious Primrose district. It's here that you meet Datura, the mysterious Den Mother of the house. Dressed in black silk adorned in jewelry. With a beautiful and captivating presence in the candle lit room. Lavish stonework, ornate ironwork and sprawling intricate wood cravings speak to the grandeur and enticing charm of the city despite its stained and viscous history.
About Datura 1817
It's 1817. As you stepped off the steamboat and onto the bustling docks of Sylph Lake City, the sounds and smells of a thriving port enveloped you. Cobblestone roads stretched into the distance, lined with oil lamps casting flickering shadows. Horse-drawn carriages rattled down the streets, while stagecoaches discharged weary travelers. Merchant...Read more