Tuesday, November 9, 2010

The People of Sandpoint: Brodert Quink


Sandpoint is fortunate to have an expert on the ancient ruins that dot Varisia's landscape. Brodert Quink is an expert on Varisian history who moved to Sandpoint recently to study the town's own Thassilonian ruin, the Old Light. Brodert is tremendously excited to be living in the shadow of a runelord ruin, and does everything he can to aid those seeking information on this topic.

Unfortunately, much of the lore about ancient Thassilon has been lost. What does remain has been gathered from barely legible carvings on the surviving monuments or extracted from the myths and oral traditions of Varisian seers and storytellers. What Brodert does know about ancient Thassilon is that it was a vast empire ruled by powerful wizards. The sheer size of the monuments they left behind testifies to their power and the unnatural way many of these monuments have resisted erosion and the march of time testifies to their skill at magic. Most sages place the height of the Thassilon Empire at 7,000 to 8,000 years ago, but Brodert thinks the empire was even older. He suspects it collapsed no sooner than 10,000 years in the past.

Much of what Brodert has to say is vague theory based on conjecture. His belief that the Old Light was once a war machine capable of spewing fire from its peak is relatively unpopular among his peers, for example. Yet he can tell interested listeners a few things of interest about the strange seven pointed star, namely, that it seems to be one of the most important runes of Thassilon.

The People of Sandpoint: Madame Mvashti


Niska Mvashti gives new meaning to the term "elder." Ancient even at Sandpoint's founding, Madame Mvashti is a Varisian historian and seer. Most of her readings are made with cards or carved bones, but in the Age of Lost Omens she shares the same sense of brooding and dread as many oracles, and rarely enjoys casting her predictions.

She lives in a large manor house which was built for her as part of the peace accord between the Sandpoint Mercantile League and local Varisians when the town was founded. It was agreed that the manor would revert to the town's control upon Madame Mvashti's death, but even decades later she is still a vibrant part of the Varisian community.

Even in her old age, she still enjoys walks in the forest with regional druids who come to town regularly to lead her on her outings

Friday, November 5, 2010

Dogslicer Demo

The People of Sandpoint: Aldern Foxglove


Aldern Foxglove is a handsome man, with medium-length brown hair and fair skin. He can often be seen wearing fine clothes befitting the aristocracy of Magnimar, whether hunting or carousing with women.

He is currently the master of the Foxglove manor and estate, a family with an interesting history in the town of Sandpoint, and one

Those who have the pleasure of conversing with Aldern typically find him charming, well-read and were often entertained by his seemingly endless cache of stories about the high life in Magnimar.

The party rescued Aldern from a goblin commando during the raid on Sandpoint - and in return he took the party boar-hunting and even bought a steed for each member. At the end of the trip, they enjoyed the boar fest together - and continued to pique the interest of the Sandpointian noble, who has seem to taken an interest in the party.

He also seems to have a genuine desire to perhaps take up the adventuring life himself, inspired by what he views as the heroism of the party's own Igbot, or the "pint-sized purveyor of justice," as Foxglove has referred to him.

The People of Sandpoint: Ameiko Kaijitsu


Ameiko Kaijitsu is best known in the town of Sandpoint as the proprietor of The Rusty Dragon, Sandpoint's oldest inn, notable for the impressive (and quite rusty) iron dragon that looms on the building's roof.
She's also notable for the many tattooes that cover her body and the changing colors of her hair, which seem to vary if not daily, at least weekly.
Along with her halfling assistant Bethana Corwin, the Rusty Dragon is notable for its extensive selection of succulent meats, ripe and fresh vegetables, and both local and exotic fruits - in addition to the excellent ales, lagers and Varisian wines the citizens of Sandpoint (and the odd dwarven cleric or two) enjoy.

Ameiko is the eldest daughter of Lonjiku Kaijitsu and Atsui Kaijitsu and half-sister of Tsuto Kaijitsu. She has recently returned to Sandpoint, and the Rusty Dragon, after a period of mourning outside. Her despair is from the very recent deaths of her father and brother - it seems that her brother, in league with the goblin parties attacking Sandpoint, murdered their father, and encased him in glass at the family's Glassworks factory.
Tsuto took his own life when the party cornered him in the basement of the Glassworks after dispatching a number of his gobling thugs - his story may forever remain a secret.

Ameiko has kept to herself after being freed from the party from Tsuto's clutches, and her emotional state can only be guessed at. She has breturned to the Rusty Dragon but has not yet made herself available, and Sheriff Hemlock and Mayor Deverin have respected her privacy. She is now the sole heiress to the Kaijitsu fortune.

Nualia's Story


Deep in the heart of the caverns underneath the goblin's stockade at Thistletop, our intrepid band of adventurers finally clashed, and defeated, Nualia Tobyn, she who had begun to gather the disparate goblin tribes of the western shores of Varisia into what might've been an army that could have destroyed Sandpoint.

Among her possessions, our party found her journal which detailed her story. Here it is:

Nualia was a foundling raised by Sandpoint’s previous religious leader, a man named Ezakien Tobyn. Nualia’s childhood was lonely and sad. Her unearthly beauty made the other children either jealous or shy, and many of them took to playing cruel jokes on her. The adults in town weren’t much better—many of the superstitious Varisians viewed Nualia as blessed by Desna, a sort of “reverse deformity.” Rumors that her touch or proximity could cure warts and rashes, that locks of her hair brewed into tea could increase fertility, and that her voice could drive out evil spirits led to endless awkward and humiliating requests over the years. Poor Nualia felt more like a freak than a young girl by the time she came of age, so when Delek Viskanta, a local Varisian youth, began to court her, she practically fell into his arms in gratitude.

Knowing that her father wouldn’t approve of a relationship with a Varisian (he wanted her to remain pure so that she could join one of the prestigious Windsong Abbey convents), they kept the affair secret. They met many times in hidden places, a favorite being an abandoned smuggler’s tunnel under town that Delek had discovered as a child. Before long, Nualia realized she was pregnant. When she told Delek, he revealed his true colors and, after calling her a slut and a harlot, fled Sandpoint rather than face her father’s wrath. Nualia’s shock quickly turned to rage, yet she had nowhere to vent her anger. She bottled it up, and when her father discovered her delicate condition, his reaction to her indescretions only furthered her shame and anger. He forbade her to leave the church, lectured her nightly, and made her pray to Desna for forgiveness. In so doing, he unknowingly nurtured her growing hate.

When the runewell in the Catacombs of Wrath flared to life, Nualia’s own anger was a magnet to its magic. Seven months pregnant, the wrathful energies suffused her mind and she flew into a frenzy. She miscarried her child later that night, a child whose monstrously deformed shape she only glimpsed before blanching midwives stole it away to burn it in secret. As the child had been concieved in the smuggler’s tunnels below town, in close proximity to a hidden shrine to Lamashtu (the goddess of monstrous births), the child itself was deformed and horrific. The double shock of losing a child and the realization she had been carrying a fiend in her belly for seven months was too much. Nualia fell into a coma.

As Nualia slept, she dreamed unhealthy dreams. Fueled by the wrath from below and the taint of Lamashtu, Nualia became further obsessed with the cruel demon goddess and the conviction that her wretched life was inflicted on her by those around her. She came to see her angelic heritage as a curse, and the demon-sent dreams showed her how to expunge this taint from her body and soul, replacing it with chaos and cruelty. When she finally woke, Nualia was someone new, someone who didn’t flinch at what Lamashtu asked of her. She jammed her father’s door shut as he slept, lit the church on fire, and fled Sandpoint.

The locals assumed Nualia had burned in the fire, a tragedy made all the worse by the death of Father Tobyn as well. Yet Nualia lived. She fled to Magnimar, where she enlisted the aid of a group of killers known as the Skinsaw Men. With their aid, she tracked down Delek and murdered him. Yet his death did not fill her need for revenge. Sandpoint and its hated citizens still lived.

Seeing a kindred spirit in the tortured woman, the mysterious leader of the Skinsaw Men gave Nualia a medallion bearing a carving of a seven-pointed star called a “Sihedron medallion.” Nualia learned that she had a larger role to play, and that her dreams were a map to her destiny. Taking the advice to heart, Nualia returned to Sandpoint, and found herself drawn to the brick wall in the smuggler’s tunnels where she and Delek had conceived her deformed child. Nualia bashed down the wall, and in so doing, discovered the Catacombs of Wrath and the quasit Erylium, also a follower of Lamashtu. For many months, Nualia studied under Erylium’s tutelage. During this time, Nualia received another vision from Lamashtu—a vision of a monstrous goblin wolf imprisoned in a tiny room. In Nualia’s dreams, she learned that this creature, a barghest named Malfeshnekor, was also one of Lamashtu’s chosen. If she could find him and free him, he would not only help her achieve her vengeance against the town of Sandpoint, but he would be the key in cleansing her body of what she had come to see as her “celestial taint.” Nualia wanted to be one of Lamashtu’s children now. She wanted to become a monster herself.

...of this barghest, "Malfeshnekor", the party knows only that Abadar has sent Brother Niar visions that it is close by, and that it yearns to be set free to finally satiate the hunger its suffered for thousands of years...