Vibora Bay, a set on Flickr. Images captured by Canon EOS X450 nanocameras designed for field photography.
Vibora Bay is unlike most cities. Some say it’s the music that sets her apart, some say it’s the food, or the culture, or the religion steeped in voodoo tradition. Truth is, it’s magic that fills the air. Far below the sultry southern city lies an ancient creature, cast down from the heavens when Lucifer first rebelled. Therakiel, the angel exiled from both heaven and hell for his refusal to take a side, hides in the depths below the city, a Temple built for him and over him. It is this magic that permeates all of Vibora Bay and has drawn mystics to the Bay for centuries. Therakiel knows that the final battle of the End of Days is coming. His foresight has shown him that he who controls the war shall triumph over both heaven and hell. Or so goes the tale.
It's no surprise then that gangs of werewolves, vampire, zombies and dark voodoo practioners rebel on the city streets, among courts of unholy Nephilim. It is the case of the demon Adramalech that drew myself and Tavia to Vibora, but we were soon pacified by it's majestic beauty and soulful culture. That is until Oola of Oram met with Tavia and they got talking. I arrived on the scene and me being me, set into motion a string of assaults on the local and most Evil monsters. When high-school cheerleader and famous vampire hunter Taffy Winters requested help, Hocus Pocus and Sapphyre joined our party. We later bumped into Alexxia Moon and Canadian Shield at Ra's Egyptian Brownstone and once our missions came to a close, we headed for the SS. Bayou Queen for a spot of rest and relaxation.
Vibora Bay is unlike most cities. Some say it’s the music that sets her apart, some say it’s the food, or the culture, or the religion steeped in voodoo tradition. Truth is, it’s magic that fills the air. Far below the sultry southern city lies an ancient creature, cast down from the heavens when Lucifer first rebelled. Therakiel, the angel exiled from both heaven and hell for his refusal to take a side, hides in the depths below the city, a Temple built for him and over him. It is this magic that permeates all of Vibora Bay and has drawn mystics to the Bay for centuries. Therakiel knows that the final battle of the End of Days is coming. His foresight has shown him that he who controls the war shall triumph over both heaven and hell. Or so goes the tale.
It's no surprise then that gangs of werewolves, vampire, zombies and dark voodoo practioners rebel on the city streets, among courts of unholy Nephilim. It is the case of the demon Adramalech that drew myself and Tavia to Vibora, but we were soon pacified by it's majestic beauty and soulful culture. That is until Oola of Oram met with Tavia and they got talking. I arrived on the scene and me being me, set into motion a string of assaults on the local and most Evil monsters. When high-school cheerleader and famous vampire hunter Taffy Winters requested help, Hocus Pocus and Sapphyre joined our party. We later bumped into Alexxia Moon and Canadian Shield at Ra's Egyptian Brownstone and once our missions came to a close, we headed for the SS. Bayou Queen for a spot of rest and relaxation.
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