[IK] Corvis U. Discreet Investigation & Retrieval Union: Last DM Post 1/8 14:45 EST

Blue_Genie

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This is the IC thread for the Corvis University Discreet Investigation and Retrieval Union. The OOC thread can be found HERE and the Rogue's Gallery Thread can be found HERE.

Current PCs are:

Alaios O'Aodh, Male Midlunder Sorcerer 3 (Karl Green)
Cormyck di'Trivassi, Male Ryn Rogue 3 (Devyn)
Alain Caldwallow, Male Caspian Paladin 3 (Bobitron)
Jackson Bainbridge, Male Midlunder Ranger 3 (DrunkenMonkey)
Alanna Morwyn, Female Thurian Gun Mage 2/Arcane Mechanik 1 (Slippshade)
Martashan Leharin, Female Umbrean Cleric 3 (Krug)
Harlan Baylentis, Male Caspian Fighter 3 (taitzu52)

What follows in this post in a basic introduction to the setting, with brief history relating recent events in Corvis. It contains some previously posted material from the OOC thread, in addition to some material from Privateer Press sources.

The next post will contain specific information on the first scene of the adventure, after which everyone is welcome to begin adding their first IC post.

BASIC INTRODUCTION
Welcome to Corvis, City of Ghosts [link to PDF map]! Merchants that plied the Black and Dragon’s Tongue founded the city almost nine hundred years ago, right at the edge of a natural harbor where the rivers diverge. Today about 100,000 souls call it home, and more arrive every day. Corvis is an island of civilization in the roughest part of Northern Cygnar. The next closest city is Fisherbrook, over 200 miles downriver. The original city has long since been swallowed by the swamp. It’s now a maze of catacombs, and is home to naught but hooligans … and worse. If ye have a brain in your head, stay out of the Undercity.

Most of the folk in Corvis are human, but you do see some trollkin, ogrun, and gobbers who have joined them, and the rare Iosan passing through. A few dwarves have set up residence here since the signing of the Corvis Treaties four hundred years ago, and can be found practicing their trade mainly in Armorersburg, and among the mechaniks of Industrialburg. If ye need to find some muscle, there’ll be thugs for hire at the waterfront. There’ll be trouble there for ye too if ye aren’t too careful, the inhabitants of the Blackprow are a tough lot; Corvis has seen folk tougher than you floating in the harbor.

The wonders of Corvis, like so much else in the Iron Kingdoms, wouldn’t have been possible without the advent of the steamjacks. The first of the metal giants was brought to the city about 200 years ago, where they worked the quarries, cutting stone for new buildings. They also carved roads and worked the docks, where they can still be seen today working for the Stevedorers’ Guild.


Recent History:
It all began last Longest Night, about four months ago. Longest Night is a triennial event, which is basically a huge celebration (think Mardi Gras). As the streets of Corvis were filling with revelers, troubadours, vendors, musicians, actors, a horde of shambling, undead creatures started spilling out of the sewer entrances and walking out of the river and attacking the townsfolk and heading for the cathedral of Morrow. The leader of the undead was a vile necromancer named Alexia (who also happened to be the niece of the current Prelate of Morrow). It seems her mother had been executed as a witch 20 years before, and she was here for a bit of payback. Luckily, a group of adventurers intervened, and were able to convince her to call off the attack. With a word (or so it’s told), she withdrew her control and the undead collapsed into a piles of dead bones.

A few months after this event, more chaos erupted when most of the city council was murdered in their sleep by members of the deposed King Vinter Raelthorne’s secret police, the Inquisition. They co-opted the City Watch (either with bribes, or by holding their families hostage), and began a reign of terror. Within a few days it was rumored that the deposed King himself (long thought dead) had returned to Cygnar, and was in the city. He brought with him soldiers of an unknown race, who helped him maintain order through fear and intimidation.

It turns out these soldiers, later named the Skorne, were only holding the city until a larger invasion force could make its way through the Bloodstone Marches. Just as the Skorne army was entering the city unopposed, however, Corvis was saved by yet another undead army, once again led by Alexia and a group of brave adventurers. In a large battle on the Black River Bridge the armies clashed, and the Skorne were eventually defeated.

During the occupation, an unknown arsonist set fire to the Grand Cathedral of Morrow, burning it to a husk. The Inquisition-controlled pro-term mayor (since killed) quickly blamed nefarious sorcerers and necromancers for this atrocity, although most people believed that with the Prelate of Morrow in hiding, it was probably a crude move to build support for the illegal government. Since the liberation, Church funds have been flooding into Corvis for the reconstruction of the cathedral, and many commoners have volunteered their time and money to help rebuild what was the pride of Morrowans throughout northhern Cygnar.

A week after this battle, the 3rd and 5th Mounted Fusiliers from Fort Falk finally entered the city, and began mop-up operations against the Skorne and any Inquisition sympathizers. The military immediately declared martial law, as the city watch had been severely reduced and infiltrated by members of the Inquisition, and the city council had been killed almost to the man. They gradually restored order, and began reconstituting the Watch. Members of Corvis’ ruling class began reappointing the city council and electing a new mayor.

At the same time, there has basically been a war between two of Corvis’ major criminal gangs, the Griffons and the Gertens. Sparked off by an unknown battle at one of the Griffons' safe houses during the occupation, the two organizations have been littering the streets with wounded and dead members for weeks. Without a fully-functioning watch, the army has made a few arrests, but has done little to slow the fighting.

So needless to say, Corvis did not have an easy winter. Now that spring, and Tempenfest, the annual week-long celebration of rebirth and fertility, are upon us, people are still bruised and beaten, but a little more optimistic. They are ready to start putting the nightmare behind them and get on with their lives. One thing is certain, however, their lives have been changed by the events of the previous four months.


Cygnaran Currency:
Farthing – 1 cp
Halfshield – 5 cp
Shield – 1 sp
Halfcrown – 5sp
Crown – 1 gp
Tower – 1 pp

Coins found in Corvis are predominanty minted in the city itself, although Caspian coins can also be found. Occasionally you find Llaelese, Ordic, and even Khadoran currency in circulation, although it is never valued equally.


The Corvis University Discreet Investigation and Retrieval Union
Corvis University is the center of academic learning in Northern Cygnar. Founded over 250 years ago, it grew from a loose collection of upper class historians and naturalists, to an institution supporting close to four score professors with hundreds of students. Located in a mainly middle-class residential quarter of Eastern Corvis, the classrooms and faculty offices are clustered around High Square.

Viktor Pendrake is without a doubt the most famous faculty member, and Chair of the Department of Extraordinary Zoology. His adventures in search of rare creatures have even begun to be sold as halfshield novellas, which have spread his fame among the literate folk across all of Cygnar. There is even talk of translating them into Ordic and Llaelese for wider circulation.

In the past few years, however, he has started going on expeditions less and less, and has begun to focus more on his teaching and research. To make up for this, he founded the Corvis University Discreet Investigation and Retrieval Union, made up of some of his braver students and a collection of independent “adventurers”. Guided by the professor’s knowledge, you have undertaken numerous harrowing missions to retrieve artifacts, tomes, and sometimes entire live specimens for university researchers. Although you frequently interact with the Professor, most of the Union’s business is handled by his chief assistants, Lynus Wesselbaum, and the Iosan woman Edrea Lloryrr.

During Vinter Raelthorne’s occupation, Professor Pendrake disappeared from the city and has not returned. Mr. Wesselbaum has assured you that Pendrake has not perished, but is merely conducting extensive research in an undisclosed location, although the assistant can’t completely hide his deep concern.

“Iron Kingdoms" material such as stories, character, place and monster names that originate with Privateer Press are Copyright 2001 Privateer Press LLC, and may be used in independent works for non-profit purposes only.
 
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Blue_Genie

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What has happened so far

Yay, it's finally here, my first IC post!!!! I know, I know, it's a long backstory, but if you guys haven't figured out that I tend towards the verbose, I don't know what to tell you ;)

Please post all thoughts in italics or in a color WHICH WE CAN EASILY READ (no maroon on red, please). I will make all skill, save and attack rolls for you. If you have any questions or comments, please post them over on the OOC thread (http://www.enworld.org/forums/showthread.php?t=104257).

Enjoy!!!!


BACKSTORY

It all began so innocently. A few weeks ago Professor Pendrake received a letter from a Llaelese antiquarian bookseller named Jonas Mirassi. He wrote that he had acquired a copy of the famous “Chronicles of the Troll Hunter” by Karl Gauss. He suggested that Pendrake visit him in Merwyn to peruse the copy. The professor, however, was unable to make the journey due to a previous commitment to the University and decided to send members of the Corvis University Discreet Investigation and Retrieval Union (CUDIRU) in his stead.

You made your way up the Black River in a chartered steamship, completing the journey in good time and without any major incidents. Mirassi was as good as his word, and you found the tome to be in excellent shape. As it was already late in the evening however, the bookseller suggested to the group that you spend the night in a local inn, and resume price negotiations in the morning.

Soon after sunrise, you made your way back to the shop only to discover that it had been broken into and ransacked during the night. In addition, Mirassi was nowhere to be found. You quickly left the scene, so as not to draw the attention of the Merwynese authorities, and began asking around for the antiquarian.

By nightfall you had tracked him down to a small tavern in the sketchier side of town called the Golden Saqu. Mirassi was beside himself with fear, claiming that he had still been in his shop when the intruders had entered the building. Unwilling to confront them he grabbed a few of his most prized possessions (including the Chronicles), and made his way out of the window, and onto the roof. Unfortunately, the robbers had stationed a lookout on a balcony across the street, who fired a rifle at the fleeing antiquarian, perforating his rabbit-fur cloak. Mirassi eventually managed to get away from his attackers and spend the rest of the night hiding in an abandoned basement.

Mirassi admitted at this point that he had been approached a number of times in the past few days by a large Khadoran gentleman wearing a peaked, woolen cap. For some unknown reason, this man knew that the bookseller had acquired a copy of the Chronicles, and in broken Llaelese offered him an exorbitant price for it. Mirassi instinctively did not trust this man, however, and refused to sell. The Khadoran had twice returned, each time offering him more money. The last time he had visited, he had blatantly threatened Mirassi, telling him that the “Chronicles of the Troll Hunter” was a Khadoran cultural artifact, which had to be returned to its rightful owners. The tall man only left when Mirassi produced a hold-out pistol and told him that the book had already been sold to Victor Pendrake of Corvis University.

The bookseller now begged you to take the book, offering quite a reasonable price. You accepted and quickly and quietly attempted to make your way of the Llael’s capitol . Upon reaching the harbor where your steamship was anchored, you discovered that the docks were swarming with suspiciously Khadoran-looking gentleman asking questions, and looking for something or someone. Knowing that avoiding the harbor and taking the overland route back to Corvis would take too long, you created a quick distraction and slipped onboard your vessel. Unfortunately the Khadorans spotted you as the boat’s engines were building up steam and a brief firefight ensued. A few of the attackers even made it onboard, but were quickly dispatched.

You eventually freed yourself from your moorings and at top speed headed into the middle of the Black River. Just when you thought you had escaped, a large Khadoran gunship came into view from a side channel, and opened fire, missing the hull by only a few feet. Your captain throttled up the engine as high as it would go, but the more powerful ship quickly began gaining on you. You thought that this would be the end of your journey when an incredibly lucky shot from one of your members took out the Khadoran helmsman. He slumped over the wheel, yanking the ship sharply starboard. With the rest of the crew on deck manning the cannons, the Khadorans were unable to correct their course, and with a deafening crunch, rammed into the wall of a building belonging to the wizardly Order of the Golden Crucible. As you sped downriver, the fire from the engine must have ignited the blasting powder magazine and the gunship exploded with a roar, scattering wood and mortar over your ship and the surrounding neighborhood.

The return journey to Corvis went quickly, with only one minor incident. Upon returning to the City of Ghosts with the book, you found that Pendrake had disappeared, leaving behind a short message that he would return in a few days. You decided to hold onto the Chronicles until the Professor’s return and keep a low profile in the meantime.

Days stretched into weeks without a communication from Pendrake, and you began to worry for the Professor’s safety. Finally a messenger brought you a missive from his assistant Edrea Lloryrr, who told you to meet her tonight in the basement at Sar-Ra-Tu’s Gaming House in South Corvis, and bring the book.

You’ve made your way on this cool, spring evening through the poshest residential quarter of the city, and now stand before the shut iron gates of the Gaming House. It is a large, walled complex and this gate seems to be the only way in. The wall is over twelve feet in height and is topped by a layer of broken glass and twisted metal. The gate is shaped in the figure of a reclining woman and is in decent shape, having survived the recent troubles with only a few burn marks and bullet holes. Through the iron bars of the gate you can see a small, lit gatehouse, and beyond the gatehouse, past a well-manicured lawn, the main building of the Gaming House complex. A small iron sign which reads “Private Club” in a gothic script is bolted into the wall next to a bell.
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Krug

Newshound
Marthasa is glad to be on dry land again. The river did not agree with her. Her stomach had emptied itself numerous times and she had not eaten much. "I hope we do not have to wait long," she says. Still, she was glad to be on the road, literally and figuratively.
 
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Karl Green

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Alaios O'Aodh, Human Sorcerer

Dressed in this dark greatcoat and travelers outfit (including goggles and all-weather hat), Alaios raises an eye brow and looks to the others "Ack, I like the looks of this place not, I say. But the girlie be here and here we must go, aye?"

One hand resting on his pistol butt, the other hand ideally going through the motions if he needs to cast a quick spell, he eyes the area wearily, on alert and a bit nervous. Give me a nice open battlefield and not these back alley cutthroat hangouts any day.
 
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Karl Green

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Alaios O'Aodh, Human Sorcerer

Jackson Bainbridge said:
Jackson grins "Come Alaios we are in a nice part of town for once. What could possibly go wrong here?"

"pfff…merchants and nobles, they be the worst of the lot. I'd rather face an Ogrun then turn my back on one of em. Give me the honest back ally cutthroat… least I know whats he's a thinking…"
 
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Bobitron

Explorer
Alain sighed inwardly, flexing his shoulders. The long days on the boat had left him sore and stiff. He was also glad to be back in Cygnar, though he enjoyed the style and culture of Merwyn. He winced as the weight of his mail shifted on his back. "I don't expect I shall ever get used to wearing this", he said aloud to no one in particular.

His attention snapped back into focus when he noticed Alois flexing his fingers, going through the motions of casting a spell. "Mind your habit, Alois. We don't want to draw any more attention than we must."

"Well, have you had the pleasure of experiencing this establishment before, my friends? It certainly seems well protected."
 
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Blue_Genie

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Ooc Comment

OOC: Bobitron's question brings up an interesting point which I will briefly touch on here. Since all of you have lived in Corvis, there's a chance that you will be familiar with quite a few of the places you'll be visiting in this adventure. If you can justify an IC-knowledge of a place or person, feel free to assume one (you don't have to literally justify it to me.) If there's a place or a person whom you wouldn't know (or shouldn't know to keep the game interesting) I will tell you so. If you have any doubts or questions regarding this, please post them on the OOC thread.

Note that any knowledge of a local place or person will only be general. More specific insights can be gained with a Knowledge (local) skill check (which only one of you has). If you'd like to switch a few points into Knowledge (local) to reflect a greater understanding of Corvis and its surroundings, please do so now.
 

taitzu52

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Blue_Genie said:
Note that any knowledge of a local place or person will only be general. More specific insights can be gained with a Knowledge (local) skill check (which only one of you has). If you'd like to switch a few points into Knowledge (local) to reflect a greater understanding of Corvis and its surroundings, please do so now.

(OOC- Hehe...the 'ol University Education pays off!)

Harlan sets foot on the lawn and lights up a rolled smoke with a dowel lit from a nearby lantern. "Ah...Sar-Ah-Tu's. Gentlefolk, after a few hard days with rivermen, Khadorian conspirators, and neurotic antiquarians, you are going ot turn your noses up at this fine establishment? Well not I, it may even be a lucky night for me!", says Harlan, as he smoothes back his hair and takes a long drag from his smoke. He moves towards the door, waiting for his fellow CUDIRU's to follow.
 

Karl Green

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Alaios O'Aodh, Human Sorcerer

Alaios follows along, muttering to himslef and shaking his head. Finally he mutters "Steady man... ack this place wont be so bad... maybe get me somekind to drink"
 
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