The Glassenheim Foundation is a relict of the Petroleum Era, a technological hold out and a holder of terrible secrets.
The Noble Expertise of Creating the Remaining Organism is a gentlemen's club. People who don't belong call it the Noble Expertise, or perhaps the Expertise, but the people in the club call themselves necromancers, and the club itself N.E.C.R.O.
Not a racially segregated hospital, but rather the Private Medical Complex
Hi Ho, Hi Ho....not included
The G&M, or GaMa Corp, not to be confused with the larger GM corporation.
Melpomene's Espers? Ha! Let me know how that goes, and after that let me know when you find Atlantis and Jimmy Hoffa!
How a disgruntled con man managed to kill hundreds, become a saint among death cults, and create plagues of monsters. All by writing a pamphlet.
Half-Man, Half-Bull? Surely you’re joking. But if it’s Dungeon Crawling you need to do there’s nobody better than The Minotaurs.
The legacy of K’ton can be seen in the spinning gear, in the spring, in the sliding weight, and in the wonderous ships that glide through the air.
A peculiar guild of specialists. "Flick your ticks, slice your lice, squeeze your fleas."
A powerful clan of blacksmiths, Clan Ironspirit is well known as the single best source for forged goods of any metal throughout the world. Many a legendary artifact has been born underneath their hammers, however, their price is almost never something so simple as mere gold.
The Royal Geographical Order is a Learned Society representing geographers and explorers. It was founded over one hundred and fifty years ago for the advancement of geographical science and knowledge (of the known and unknown world) and has been among the most active of the learned societies ever since. The largest geographical society in the world, and one of the largest learned societies as well. It now operates on a regional, national and international scale.
The Order is about the past. It is a collection of people who love history, ancient times, and artifacts of the past. Only people who are really interested in past should be members. A passing interest is not enough. One must be dedicated to the past to be invited into this organization.
The Silver Stars are the premiere healing organization in the Known World. They possess powerful healing magics and tangible medical skills. However, things are often not what they would seem, especially when a secret Orb of Corvus involved.
An Order created in ancient times built upon the concept of “Knowledge is Power”. They are the ultimate power.
In a crowded marketplace, a man is standing on a soapbox, orating. Some of the crowd are cheering, some hissing, some standing around saying "I can't hear a bl**dy word he's saying". It's a hustings for an election. The PCs can either leave, or stay and listen. If they do the latter, then they can vote too, and they might get quite involved in the cheering. Depending on who wins they might get quite involved in the post-election brawl too...
There are numerous possibilities with this encounter: the PCs might end up talking to one of the nervous candidates before their speech, and offer encouragement and support. Of course this candidate may well turn out to be someone with outspokenly unorthodox views, and the crowd don't take kindly to s/his supporters. Or maybe the seemingly innocuous candidate turns out to be a complete racist, and the PCs wander off embarrassedly, pretending they weren't talking to this person five minutes ago.