Loveland City has history dating back to before the coming of the white man. The land was lush and full of life all year round. The ground was rich, the rains came reliably, the temperatures rarely went beyond 28-100 degrees. This ideal climate mixed with rolling hills, thick forests, clear waters, and a cool stead breeze made this land a paradise to wildlife and American Indians alike.
The buffalo never left this area, the plains being vast enough to cycle naturally in an almost supernatural growth rate. The Indians made one of the first permanent settlements, learning to plant crops and till the land. Prosperity was so great, that the Aliquoi people made pacts and treaties with all surrounding tribes, bringing them up as well. Including a tribe of Wendigo. Though the Aliquoi refused the Kinship with the native pack, a friendship and lasting peace persisted.
It was this kindness and enlightenment that proved to be the downfall of the Aliquoi. When the English moved west, the land became highly coveted for its fertility. A Gangrel elder, named Lasiter Palimar, saw the possibility for profit and power in such a place and quickly moved in to take the land. This battle lasted three months, consisting of Lasiter’s family and a contingent of US soldiers sent to quell the “savage threat.” While the Palimar family did not survive, Lasiter disappearing one day, never to be seen again, The captain of the contingent claimed the land for his own. Captain Charles D. Loveland, moved quickly to fortify the land on which the central hub of the Indian settlement had been located.
Despite continued resistance, nothing could breach the walls of the fort, out lasting the threat of war, and lasting into the colonization of the west. Prosparity passed on to the Loveland family, who quickly attracted settlers, growing the fort into a city.
Loveland City is built in a circle around what was the Loveland Fort, and has now become a museum.
Directly around the fort is downtown, now a central hub of small business, hole in the wall shops, privately owned restaurants, and musical clubs. Around that is the business district, where the skyscrapers reach into the skies, dotted at all hours with the lights of offices. Around that comes the red light district. The northern half consisting of the poorer side, filled with dirty strip joints, sleezy bars, and low budget porn shops. The southern side consists of all the higher class lounges, formal dining, name brand stores and the like. The next ring consists of the suburbs and stores that belong there. wal-marts, malls, parks, hardware stores and the like. Beyond that are the rural areas, farms, parks, forests, and lakes. A single river cuts through the city, running from west to east that separates the rich and poor sides of town. A mile south was the large “For the Love of Life” facility. Which no living (or at least not missing) person has ever seen the inside of.
It is 10:00 pm on a Friday night, the early spring breeze blows over the plains and all seems right with the world. Welcome to Loveland City.