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The first of the Citadel Guilds. Get your experience with how Citadel Guilds work. This is a great first Guild to join and earn the title of Strolenati!
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*Hardcore Dwarves Only! Ale drinking, beard growing, elf beating Dwarves. Bring your grumblings and ditch the hobbits at the door!
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The path to gain the Title of Necromancer is long, dark, and unforgiving. One misplaced runic symbol or incantation can mean your ultimate doom. No, not death. Death is far to easy for those who fail. But to become that which you force control over, the ultimate punishment.
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Knowledge is the medium to dominate the world, and knowledge of terrain (for wars, etc) is a crucial piece of that. The only reason why we cartographers sell maps to those clueless schmucks is that we may not have, shall we say, all the, uh, necasary funds for the, uh, merc army we would need for domination.
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Seekers of forgotten lore and spinners of new tales, the Weavers work to keep the Citadel standing strong. We bring old submissions back to the light, breathe new life into neglected ideas, and make connections where none were before.
The Divine Synod
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The Divine Synod is the guild for all things religious: gods and devils, myths and doctrines, sacred orders and secret cults. The sacerdotal members of its order seek to further understanding of the divine by creating new religious plots, settings, and submissions.
The Occult Brotherhood
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Many dabble with the Occult at some stage. Those travelled and wise to the world know that there is a darker, unknown side to life. Necromancers toy on the fringes of the Occult energies to fuel their art, and those of zeal and religious fervor occasionally succumb to the darker side of their faith. Demons. Devils. Infernal realms. The Weird and unnatural. Elder beings you dare not awaken. All are the domain of the occult. Come; stop wading in the shallows and plunge into the depths! Fall to the darker art and discover what the Occult Brotherhood has to offer.
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Mathom is ever present and in a constant battle of your time and energy. He is with you when you procrastinate and master of you when you delay. Many embrace him unwillingly and yearn for their freedom from his clutches. Others are resolved to their fate....which are you?
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“ Once every decade on the eve of St. Poskov's Day during mid-winter, the coastal city of Tiyabon experiences a horrific event. Quool's Tide rolls in, depositing hundreds of bloated, fish-eaten corpses upon the pebbly shores of Tiyabon's wide bay. This singularity is to this day unexplained, though countless theories abound. It is said for example, that these corpses are not eaten by the myriad fish of the seas completely, due to the fear all creatures of the seas hold for Quool. Named for Quool, a terrible, antediluvian god of seas and storms, who no longer exists for he has no worshipers, the Tide chokes the beaches and surf with the countless rotting bodies of those who had perished at sea in a violent way. Almost immediately, the lifeless corpses are fed upon by crabs, gulls, and worse things that await the horrid feast. The townsfolk let nature take it course with disinterested disgust, though lately some enterprising adventurers have taken to searching along the beaches of flesh for former deceased companions, with intentions of raising them again! Surprisingly no undead ever rise from among the many corpses. This is also a mystery.”
“ On route from Geli to Nekrass the characters meet a peasant boy on the road. He's wandering in the direction from which they've just come. If this seems a little bit incongruous, they may wish to ask him a few questions. He's perfectly willing to talk: he's called Lamish and he's run away because he knows he is the heir to the throne of Geli and his parents didn't believe him. How far is his home? About five weeks walk from here. How much has he eaten? Nothing. Has he drunk? Only from the filthy roadside ditches. In short, it's a wonder he is still alive. And yet he seems perfectly healthy. Is he a thief, waiting for travellers to trick? Is he lying because there's something more sinister under all of this? Is he telling the truth? And anyway, what should the characters do? Do you take him to Geli? Do you try to find his parents? Or leave him to make his own way?”
“ The religion believes in reincarnation, but that you will be reborn in the past. People of today are those re-born of tomorrow, with some discarded as trash. The most pure will be eventually reborn in the mythical paradise-like past, where people lived for hundreds, or maybe even thousands of years. This goes nicely with beliefs into foresight (you know a little about the future because you have been there), but also to many complaints of how things are going always from bad to worse.”