Problems, we all have problems. Day to day life is riddled with them. This is nothing to say of toils beyond town walls, behind closed doors and just outside of the naked eye. There are things that bring deeper problems, rooted in our own deepest fears. Attempts to banish them are fool’s errands, adaptation and readiness is a more apt truth. So, do not fear the problems of what lies beyond, but prepare. The darkness always lingers and waits, so too must you.
Author’s Note: My continued take on Eberron meets Ravenloft, more Thief love, More BLOOD inspiration in the multiverse, ongoing agonies of new domains and more.
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The shop has closed and the storekeeper ushers you out. Along the way, he hands you a note though. As you find yourself under the clammy evening following an afternoon shower, the letter seems to unfurl itself by magic. The writing is unlike that of the scribe’s. “For your service, allow me to provide some insight by my own eyes. After all, any new information broker under my service should be given a proper welcoming present. And yes, this means you.” Lowering the letter, you notice a button materialize upon the right breast pocket of your shirt. It’s a symbol, one swearing allegiance to Azalin. Frantic, you continue reading. “Now, please review this information. It shall be relevant to your next assignment. And please, don’t think of betraying me. The last one who tried never made it to the domain’s border. Now, inform yourself. I shall test you the following evening. – A”
Welcome to Darkon. You are from here, you have always been here, you will find your roots here and you shall always serve Azalin Rex.
Author’s Note: I forgot that I wanted to revisit Odiare. I never really liked that domain and the adventure that went with it felt too hokey. So, time to make Maligno’s existence a true nightmare. Mangiafuoco, a cruel puppet master from the original story, becomes his ultimate foil. Big thanks to the Fraternity of Shadows forums for inspiration. Other than that, let me further rip off Thief. Also, no one tries to get something out of the mighty lich without him getting something in return. That said, as much as I love Azalin as a magnificent bastard, I’m done with him… save for one more thing.
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“Meikridas Steamships, are they not marvels?” The hand of a flamboyant man outstretches towards his wondrous sea craft. While he somewhat resembles a vistani in a few regards, he is clearly not of their ways. The sailor man smiles with the genuineness of an eager salesman, “come friends! The warm shores of Alleigosto are a mere boat ride away. I offer you leisure and hospitality unlike what is seen here in fair Dementlieu.” The pitch continues, as the showman distributes pamphlets detailing incredible works of art and technology, a history spanning empires of old and “magnificent” relations with nearby nations. While the man’s vessel is spotless and a marvel of engineering, the owner of this enterprise comes across as insincere and just as full of steam as the ship. “We board now, don’t miss the opportunity of a lifetime!” It is at this moment that you can swear the man’s eyes bulge unnaturally, even for a second. And at that, unblinking. Such a voyage would indeed bring wonders, but also new terrors to behold. What visions of the future does this “cog cluster” bring?
Author’s Note: I’m always good for more Ravenloft. Cursed robots, a zombie apocalypse, manipulative shadows, killers on foggy streets, the successor to the Atlantean Neur-Maise, the refuse of industry, fanatic technophobes, the distant (and not so distant) looming shadows of totalitarianism, utopian idealism crushed by said dark tidings, Deep Ones and more haunt a new cluster. Here is a new pocket domain, as well as a new cluster to house old domains (like how Fell Arts houses Farelle and Odiare). Major props to ScS of Fraternity of Shadows for inspiration on Nosos and other advanced domains. And with that, here’s my take on a Steampunk-ified cluster much like the proposal from Quoth the Raven issue 2, with The Shining Bay cluster. But, unlike that mixture of just Paridon, Timor and Nosos; this adds in several Islands of Terror I devised many years ago… some more recent than others. One is a plague-ridden urban sprawl taking notes from the 19th century United Kingdom, Prussian Empire and Northeastern Coastal U.S. (especially from the fiction of Lovecraft and King). Another is a mix of drama, Luddites, robotic horror and more in a Mediterranean based land. It is next to decaying Greek-inspired splendor spliced with The Shadow over Innsmouth. And finally, a somewhat Balkans inspired fake utopia. Plus, as an added bonus, an homage to the classic Thief games. And with that, enjoy one of the longer posts I’ve made. And should anyone be curious, I have no interest in anything Wizards of the Coast. I don’t want their new book, as I don’t care for the Post-4E/Shadowfell take on things..
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