Death in New Orleans

Stories and more stories about jazz, magic and sorcery roam the streets of New Orleans. Now tell me, wouldn't living them be a thousand times better?

Jazz was the predominant music in the bars and on the corners of the streets of a festive city. However, one in particular caught my attention. It was large, luxurious and full of music, but it was completely dark and heavy to be in. When you entered, you could feel the sin on your skin and hear the laughter of the customers, not all of them human, as they should be when walking the streets.

Suddenly, someone is killed and no one is allowed to leave until the culprit is found. Some humans who were there by chance end up discovering that the place is much more than just a bar. They fell head first into the nest of several demons, a bar where the supernatural rests, a neutral area until this mysterious death.

Its owner imprisons all beings until the culprit is discovered. Thus begins an insistent, dangerous and almost impossible search. Everyone is his enemy, everyone is guilty until said otherwise.

Everyone will use the weapons they have, seduction, magic, vuldoo and even the arcane to get out of that place unharmed because if the culprit is not found everyone will die, and what simple humans can do to survive in that cursed place.