"If we the poor cannot enjoy our lives, you the rich will have yours taken away." Police statement taken from a captured cultist, a member of Inanna's Avenging Hands.
The short lived and chaotic vampires of northern Mexico
For a long time the Goblin criminals did not have their own organisation to protect them...until now.
Death is an art form. Where can a single act that is repeated by every single life at least once in their lifetime and have multiple emotions involved in each one. I relate this in a similar manner as a dramatic play. You look into the audience at the height of the emotional act and you see ranges of emotion from everyone. I experience this every time I watch the eyes of a guasto widen and become cold to look at. You should witness this yourself, to understand your own immortality and how to overcome it. Look into the mirror as your life trickles away and the truth will be revealed.
- Janus Sanguine High Priest of the Jongleurs Sanguine
Operating out of Armudstadt, the notorious city of corruption and deceit and centre of the Kingdom of Dernwich, the Duchampe Society takes its name from its founding father, one Vergrin Duchampe, who lived around the 18th century. Duchampe, an Elvish merchantman - or rather, a leader and “godfather” of a great deal of lower Elvish merchantmen, was notorious for his skill at wagers.
In a land where dueling is common, the Azure Sword ply their trade. While dueling removes most of the need for assasination, there are still those who can not overcome their enemies by sword.
The Tattered are driven by hatred. All their lives they have done without, and given a chance to close in on those who ‘have’ they kill with disturbing intensity.
A group of highly educated rich youths and nobles that have a desire for a darker side of life. While the King’s Paupers are from the veins of the rich and noble, they are far from the same attitude of their fathers and the court. They took the name the King's Paupers in jest to the way their life was.
Once a great monarchy flourished and the royal Kings and Queens were buried in booby-trapped barrows with treasure and with Undead servants to watch over the tombs. The religion changed over time and the monarchy was running out of money, as the kingdom’s wealth was being tied up in ancient tombs. Something had to be done.
Perhaps they lack the subtlety of other groups, but the Candles of God have no desire to be subtle. Perhaps they do not keep their secrets very well, but the Candles of God want their voices to be heard. Perhaps they are careless about who they kill, but there shall be no innocent bystanders when the fires of hell consume the unrighteous.
A good camping-place with something extra: a gallows with a hangman, reduced mostly to bones and a few rags. It marrily hovers in the wind. Any manipulation will make it fall apart. An excellent camping place, except for the midnight hours, when ghosts of those executed haunt here. Some wail for their crimes, some re-live their execution over and over, some want to have a talk, and still some others want to scare the Living for fun.