Following the road as it climbs from Port Laveau toward downtown Hathian, Lush Leaf appears almost unexpectedly, like a secret growing in the cracks of Laveau. Rusted silos, elevated walkways, and dark rock formations give the place the appearance of an abandoned industrial compound slowly being reclaimed by nature. Then, as you draw closer, the green light catches your eye like a mischievous invitation, promising something warmer, stranger, and considerably more relaxed than the surrounding landscape might suggest. Suddenly, the place feels less forgotten than deliberately hidden.
Category: Folklore
Bayou Brawl: Fangs, Claws Edition: The Hound, the Saint-James and the Bloodbath
This month's Fangs and Claws Edition leans enthusiastically into the animal theme. The crowd gathers expecting teeth, claws and questionable decisions, and the organizers appear determined not to disappoint.
No gloves. No rules. No cops. Bayou Brawls June 2026
By noon, the kind of heat that makes Laveau smell of sweat, beer, river mud, and bad decisions has already settled thick over the city. It is the sort of afternoon where respectable citizens find errands elsewhere, windows stay half-shut, and everyone with a taste for trouble seems to know exactly where to go.
The Doctor in the Tempest: Dr. Eira Sh’Zual Speaks on the Future of Laveau’s Clinic
There are places in Laveau that do not need an introduction. They stand there like old scars, familiar even to those who have never stepped inside them. The clinic is one of those places. Tucked beneath the same roof as the Asylum, the medical clinic has long been one of Laveau’s necessary institutions: useful, feared,...



