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Scrasamax
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Doomseekers    Society/ Organizations  (Mystical)   (Trans World)

The Doomseekers are a faction within the House of the Forsaken that have as their goal the creation of a biological Doomsday weapon

Aramax
February 3, 2017
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Smoke Tellers of the Stolen World    Society/ Organizations  (Mystical)   (Trans World)

A loose organization of those touched by the elemental plane of Smoke to combat the PCs

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Ukiyo    Society/ Organizations  (Mystical)   (Trans World)

The Floating World, the domain of the Hikikomori

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Machinama, a cult in Refuge Beneath the Waves    Society/ Organizations  (Mystical)   (Trans World)

Cult of EXTREMELY Done

"Machine is all

Machine is Mother

Machine is Father

Machine is God'

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Which way is he going?

       By: Murometz

Molk Peruda is encountered by the PCs on the second day of their journey west from the salt-choked port of Quyn, as they prepare to explore the jungle.

He appears a gaunt, wolfish man, with matted, dark hair that sprouts from his head in dreadlocks, contrasting with his well-oiled, blue-black, conical beard. His eyes are hidden ebon shards beneath thick arching brows, his nose, crooked, long, and reminiscent of a snout. His mouth is a thin, dark line, his teeth unseen even when he parts his lips to speak.

His skin is the color of tallow, surprising perhaps for a renowned jungle guide, yet his natural helm of dreads and the jungle's canopy keeps the sun from bronzing his originally pale flesh. On his back are tattooed three women from the waist up, side-by-side, each resembling the other but of different ages. This is a tattoo of Molk's mother, sister, and daughter. His wife (don't bring her up to him!) was killed by marauding Qullan years ago, and appears as her own tattoo on his broad but sunken chest.

His feet shockingly are turned around 180 degrees at the ankle, facing towards his back! A curse from a pernicious shaman. Molk walks feet backwards (he's used to it) and walks backwards, forwards. This can be very disconcerting and outright creepy to the PCs as he guides them through the rainforest.

Slung from his back is an archer's quarrel of treated wood carved to resemble a stalking leopard, in his hand a re-curved composite bow of horn and sinew, with a pair of vivid, red eyes, each one painted on the opposite side of the hand-grip. In a leather sheath at his belt, hangs a falchion, its pommel adorned with a curved bird's head and beak.

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