An order of uacrin
A one-shot run during the winter of 2022 leading up to the events of the breaking of the pact of slumber;
Prompt
Character Caveats This adventure is level 5
- Things that help with underwater combat are recommended, such as the Sailor background, the Underwater Marauder general feat, or a swim speed.
- One player may choose to be a Thalassic Azarketi or Tactile Azarketi special character (consult GM for more information).
- A player with the Driver background can choose to gain Sailing Lore and Assurance (Sailing) instead of the defaults.
- A player with the Merchant background may choose the Bon Mot feat instead of Bargain Hunter.
- Players start with 270gp each which can be spent before the session or at the beginning of the session for items and supplies.
- The party starts with a shared 1000gp
- The characters should expect to be away for approximately 70-80 days.
- Uncommon and Rare character options and items can be checked with GM. Rare will require character explanation.
Brief* Primer
Locations
This adventure begins in the city of Manahelm. It will also pass through in The Isle of Wyrm, The Meian Sea and The West Ocean. Manahelm The largest city in the region, and capital of The Kingdom of Mana. Population includes a decent distribution of all common races (sans Goblin). The Meian Sea: A large sea, similar to the Mediteranean. The West Ocean: To the west of the Meian Sea, extremely deep compared to the Meian Sea. Mostly Empty. The Isle of Wyrm: A remote island in the West Ocean. Around 8 days West of Manahelm by sailing boat.
Miscellaneous
Divine Magic The most common religion in the setting is ‘The Lights of Meia’, which is a pantheon of 50+ gods. For the purpose of creating characters, you may choose any god from the Pathfinder book and Travis can let you know which god is closest. People access divine magic by performing daily ‘Rites’ which are very strict daily rituals. This is encompassed in your hour of daily preperation, but some may occur during the day depending on the god (Travis will let you know).
The Crew of the Tenebrus
Captain Cpt. Oliver Anderson - Rock Dwarf from Manahelm (KoM) Age 280
First Mate Alloris _?__ - Arctic Elf from Manahelm (KoM) Age 56
Master-at-Arms Melain Bradshaw - Human from Allelwyn Age 30
Boatswain / Bosun Marcellus Anatolia - Human from [[ Emeraldgate ]] (Alira) Age 29
Topmen Tali Soki - Ratfolk from Balahel (Flatlands) Age 32 Feno Sarlee - Woodland Elf from [[ Thundershear ]] (Alira) Age 201
Seamen Parlin Jones - Human from Manahelm (KoM) Age 18 Ellen Feytouched - Seer elf from Manahelm (KoM) Age 93
Cook Galoo Crane - Half-Orc from Balahel (Flatlands) Age 44
The Passengers of the Tenebrus
Prevon Bullwinkle Human from Manahelm/Thunderwharf (KoM) Age 25 Kaihura, the Traveler Izuran (Azerketi) from The Isle of Wyrm Age 57
Character Introductions
Slinger :|
You hear a thumping from above, it must be the captain waking Alloris, the First Mate. They’ll be down soon to check the cannons, and everything else, before entering the harbour.
You’re proud of your cannons. The Tenebrus might only have 6, but they’re in fine condition thanks to you. You’ve just finished cleaning the last of them, ready for the Captain’s inspection. Now you’ve got time to maintain your real pride. An Aerian Handcannon, the finest you’ve ever seen. You won it gambling in Del Tar many years ago. It was in poor condition then, but you know your way around a firearm.
Alloris
It was well before dawn when you’re woken, in your small quarters below the helm. You hear the sound of the waves and of seagulls, and more importantly, of Captain Oliver stomping his foot on the floor above you, signalling for you to wake up. You assume he’ll once again ask you to accompany him while he does his checks before you approach the port of Manahelm.
You emerge from the quarters and look out over the city. It never ceases to amaze you just how many lights twinkle from the darkness before you, surely more than the stars themselves. The cold morning air reminds you of your homeland, but when the sun rises, so will the temperature.
You haven’t been out over the West Ocean in many years. Not since the war between The Kingdom of Mana and Aramir, when the military boats patrolled most of the routes between the two countries, forcing traders to skirt West, out into the deep. You’ve heard the crew talk of nightmarish beasts that patrol those infinite depths, hunting down vessels to feast upon. Surely nothing could be large enough to devour a vessel the size of the Tenebrus. Surely.
Prevon Bullwinkle
You’re sitting at your desk, facing a window that looks out over Guildmarket Esplanade. Many merchants are already walking the streets, carrying various packages and parcels, their porters loaded with crates and caskets.
Your preparations are almost complete, the last of the alchemical vials almost finished infusing with your essence.
You’re looking out to the sea, to try and spot The Tenebrus as it arrives in the harbour. You could swear it must be every ship you see heading towards Mainport, just half a mile further down the esplanade, but you can’t quite make out the names from this distance.
You haven’t been on a ship in years, not since you came to this city, and you’ve never been on an ocean ship. You’re not sure if you should be more excited or nervous. Either way, you know you’ve got a job to do, it may hinder your studies but it will put you in the good books with Professor Meklava.
A knock at the door shakes you from your thoughts. It’s the porter.
Kaihura, the traveller
You’re sitting on a small dock that juts out over the murky water of the harbour. Even the water here is different, but you still feel its call. You get odd glances from the sailors and fishermen walking about the place. You’ve always felt your connection to the waves to be greater than your connection to these people.
You focus on that connection for a moment, preparing for the day ahead.
You saw The Tenebrus dock a few minutes ago, but you’re enjoying your last moments here with your feet in the cool water. You can tell one of the crew has seen you. Even from this distance, and in this strange city, your distinctive blue skin and fins make you easy to spot. It’s time to begin the whakamatau.
Character notes
Prevon Bullwinkle
| Name(s) | Prevon Bullwinkle | | Pronouns | He / him | | Ancestry | Manan Human | | Class | Alchemist (chirurgeon) | | Birthday | 25th of Flower, 178 PS | | Appearance | Tall and lanky nerd, blue eyes, short messy brown hair | | Height | 6ft |
Background
- Equivalent of a PhD student at The Academy of Arcana in Manahelm.
- Basically a lab assistant whilst working on some kind of thesis
- 25 years old.
- 4th child of noble family
- Father is a Marquess.
- From north of end of the kingdom of Mana.
- Older siblings are taking all the roles the family needs, Prevon could be left to his studies.
- Family is in charge of the region between Del Tar and Thunderwharf, which is not very contested.
- Technically this makes him a lord.
- He intends to earn the title of Doctor, you an call him that (rather than Sir / Lord) when he has.
- Studying under Professor Meredith Meklava. - Noble in Manahelm. - Oldish human woman.
- Lives in an apartment in the guild-market (high end of town).
- 3 to 5 stories - Think Paris. - Probably ocean view.
- Wants to be a distinguished academic, make some contribution to the knowledge of all people.
- Prove himself, earn a title rather be given one by birth.
- An idea that might be inherited from exposure to the Iron Empire on the boarder of his family’s lands.
- Sir Charles Decari the 2nd of House Elentin, Viscount Arcana - Minister of magic, effectively. - Sent the order asking for the material.
- He knows Meredith. - She sent me, its not hard to check the rock, I’m not needed for a while.