Cornucopia Club

Like the kithain that frequent it, the French Quarter building that would eventually become the Cornucopia Club has had multiple past incarnations. It started out as low-rent tenement housing for single women. At some point, the building was purchased by a diabolical man who hiked up the rents, knowing full well that his tenants could not pay. For some of them (particularly the younger and more attractive women), he offered them an alternative means of earning their keep. Thus began the building's transition into a cathouse.

For nearly a century, the building housed prostitution in some form or another, until a vicious outbreak of syphilis led to the place being condemned. It would remain empty until the 1920s, when an enterprising young black man bought it for a song. Well, he bought it to play songs; he turned the building into a jazz club. With the help of his family, he renovated the bottom two floors, opening them up into a bar and dance hall. For a glorious decade, Benny's Joint was a cultural hub of the local jazz community, and the ambient Glamour attracted many fae.

All good things come to an end. Benny's had never been particularly profitable. So, when the Great Depression came, the club didn't stand a chance. It held on until 1932, when it finally closed its doors for good. The site remained unoccupied by any business (though it was used by plenty of squatters) for over 70 years. It would take another great tragedy to bring life back to the club.

In 2005, Hurricane Katrina devastated New Orleans. Many changelings fled the wave of Banality that came with the floods. Among those that stayed and assisted in the rescue efforts was a satyr named Amaltheia Lovejoy. She brought several rescued families to the French Quarter and used former site of Benny's as shelter, where she and her motley provided food, dry clothing and blankets, and music to lift their spirits. The shelter soon attracted more refugees, and locals who had waited out the storm began to arrive and provide more assistance. The site was soon shining with Glamour again, despite the overbearing Banality outside.

A few months later, Amaltheia purchased the building, renovating it to create the Cornucopia Club (a name soon colloquialized as "Cornucopia" or simply "the Horn"). She and her friends infused the place with Glamour and lit a balefire, creating a powerful new freehold. It was the beginning of the restoration of dreams in New Orleans. Amalthiea was soon ennobled as Countess of the Big Easy, and the Horn became the seat of her power.

Characters of Note

Employees

Countess Amaltheia Club Owner Though a countess and a successful businesswoman, Amaltheia has never forgotten her commoner roots. She is well-known to be approachable and never one to stand on ceremony. Sidhe visitors from other fiefs are frequently shocked at the casual protocol of the Court of Plenty.

Dame Lauria of the Ruby Eye Bouncer As a former cop and a Fiona knight, Lauria is more than capable of taking care of any troublemakers in the Horn. Even the local redcaps know to settle down when the Ruby Eye turns their way.

Galdur Stonefist Bartender Though he occasionally backs Lauria up if things get out of hand, this old boxer is primarily here to serve drinks. The man makes some wicked concoctions that have been known to knock a satyr on his tail.

Regulars

Uncle Abe "Stinky" Stinklewink Everybody's Uncle Whether you call him "Uncle Abe" or "Stinky", if you're a local you know Abraham Stinklewink. His microbrew, Stinky Stout, is locally famous, and the Horn is one of the few places that serves it. Abe himself is a regular fixture at the bar, spinning stories about the city in his youth, and even about Benny's Joint itself.

Blue The Coolest Cat in Town Though he is better known for being a presence and performer at The Cat's Meow, this pooka beat poet makes a point to make an appearance at the Horn every week or so. While the local pooka don't have any formal political structure, Blue is well-known and respected, and so became something of a default representative of the pooka in the Court of Plenty.

Finn Widdershins Off-Duty Cabbie There's a good chance that any given patron of the Horn arrived in Finn's cab. But invariably, Finn ends up joining one of his passengers into the club, "just for a pint". One pint soon turns to two, then to five. Needless to say, Galdur won't serve Finn until he hands over his keys.

Sir Vashen Silent Knight Vashen is usually a quiet presence, merely there to be near his Lady and allies. He sits at a table, reading a book or listening to the music if there's a live band. Every now and then, however, the music takes him by the soul, and he cannot resist showing the flocks of youngsters how to cut a rug.

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