Several decades ago, an unusual form of headgear became briefly popular among students at several of the continent’s universities. Crafted from the skins of the vicious black-furred “Troll Rats” that infest the cities every summer, these stuffed hats resemble nothing more that a heap of rats perched haphazardly upon the students’ heads. Worn with long, striped scarves, they soon became symbols for the arrogant and unscholarly students that attended the land’s great centres of learning. While no self-respecting student would normally be caught dead in such an unfashionable item today, they have become iconic among players and entertainers portraying dissolute students. Go to Comment
This warm hat of brightly-colored striped wool is knitted with fuzzy ear flaps, several small, dangling pom-poms, and sturdy cords for tying it under the wearer’s chin. It also has a pair of solid moose antlers firmly attached to it. The antlers are not particularly large for their kind, weighing only 8 pounds, and are covered with downy fuzz.
Those donning the Antlered Adornment of Anglerune (and tying the cords under their chin) will activate its unusual enchantment: The hat’s cumbersome antlers will attach themselves to the wearer’s head and his (or her) skull and neck will thicken and reshape itself to handle the shock of using the antlers in combat. While the hat grants no special skill at using the antlers in combat, regular practice quickly brings proficiency, even as the constant shocks to the brain shave off IQ points.
According to legends about the hat and its antlered creator, Anglerune Elkskull, continual use will eventually cause the changes to become permanent, causing the wearer’s head to grow antlers of his own. Few wearers have been so enamored of the hat that they wanted to test the theory, but such antlers are supposedly needed if one hopes to craft another such magical item. Go to Comment
No, make it subtly addictive... Even away from the desert, the denizens of the Tunis wastes wear their hats, dripping coolant wherever they go. They feel strangely ill and uncomfortable without them, but couldn't exactly say why. Go to Comment
In a few of the more conservative cities of the continent, professional courtesans or other women of ill-repute are required by the local sumptuary laws to wear hennin-styled hats while in public. These pointed hats are similar to the classic “princess” hats of medieval paintings. While the statute is widely flouted by those courtesans whose noble patrons shelter them from the attentions of the authorities, the more common prostitutes will never be seen without the required hat.
Unfortunately, these hats bear a distinct resemblance to the hats traditionally worn by wizards, witches, and some dwarves and gnomes. Visitors that wear such headgear may find themselves the subject of some extremely strange rumors. Go to Comment
The Tunis desert is an unforgiving place, large and flat, with the occasional sand dune, but absolutely no cover, no large plants, no rocky outcroppings, and no human habitation besides the last chance towns that lay on the borders. But traveling through the desert is often unavoidable because of how far it stretches. A solution to the harsh temperatures is the use of an ether-like liquid, a natural coolant that many desert travelers soak into their clothes to make their travel through slightly more bearable. It is no replacement for water, but in a place like the Tunis Desert, no liquid should ever be wasted.
The caps sold in the border towns are very unassuming, usually white or tan, cylindrical with no brim but from the back a long piece of fabric drapes down which can be wrapped around the face in case of sandstorms and to protect the skin from the harsh rays of the sun. Under the cap is sewn a pocket, which holds another piece of fabric. Folded and dipped in the coolant the fabric is slightly cooler and will remain so for at least a days journey, the liquid is also sold separately for emergency soakings. Go to Comment
Extensive, a well written theocracy. I would comment more, but so many words...so many words.... (I'm in the process of assimilating the bulk of the Sectarian subs in a sitting so bear with me.) Go to Comment
Hit me with a gavel and pronounce me guilty. The only thing I was expected and didn't find is what I have termed Axiophilia, or Love of Law and Rules. I half expected this to be a cult of semi-delusional obsessive-compulsive axiophiles so in love with the letter of the law that they began to worship it. Thank you for not being what I expected. Go to Comment
I really wanted to cast them as a religion dedicated to order of all kinds: natural, social, personal, etc. Law logically followed order, hence it is somewhat legacentric (my own coined term). But their real aim is to bring the universe to order, not govern it through red tape. Go to Comment
Near a major city, a mirror image of the place has appeared. This strange double is infested with hostile insectoid humanoids that appear to match the city folk in numbers and armaments. The humans’ diviners have determined that the secret of the city’s appearance can be found within the double’s college of magic, so heroes are needed to explore within this mirror city and discover what has drawn it from its distant realm. There isn’t much time to spare, as the bug folk find their mammalian counterparts unnatural and blasphemous, and plan to destroy them.