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World beset by an everlasting darkness, plagued by the undead.  Dead goddess wakes the Earth, smiting those she will, and the last scattered rementents of humanity flee into subterranian fortresses.  Due to the lack of sunlight, plant life has died off and an eternal winter has set on the world, as if darkness wasn't enough...

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Themes and Images:
Darkness, Undead, post-apocolyptic fantasy, catholic church, persecution of mages

Worlds Specs:
Standard fantasy world, earthlike, located in psuedo-european area

Species adapted to the darkness, mushrooms, things from the caves and underdark areas

Hard to come by processed goods, magic items in the hands of the Enemy and generally frown upon by the Church, some Holy Relics available.

Cultural Overview:
The people live in caves and underground fortresses, fighting for their lives everyday against the armies of the Dark Mother.  Hard bitten people that turn to faith as their only solace against the eternal darkness

The Church
-The Clergy
-The Warders of the Dark
-The Arm of the God
Local leaders rule as despots, endorsed by the Church

Laws and Morals:
Strict Judeo-Christian moral law enforced, Sharia law

Living in the warrens people live in close proximity with their extended family, often everyone you know is related to you somehow or another, girls are traded away as property to other families for nessecities.

Social classes:
the church
the unwashed masses
--Adventurers fall outside of this 3 class system, often view with distaste or outright hatred by the upper two, and viewed with fear by the lower.

Political Power:
Might makes right

Single church w/ extreme power over the masses,
worships a LN god

none, above ground is controles by Enemy, and it's nearly impossible to drive a wagon through a cave...

Arts/ Literature:
The Cants, the holy book of the Church of the New Sun

Law is non-existant past where the light of the church, and the torches of the despot end, so smuggling, slavery, ect common between 'towns' and organized crime is a part of everyday life

Clerical/Holy magic is endorsed by the church, and all other types of magic users are hunted and burned at the stake.

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The Canticles of the Damned By: Pariah ( Systems ) Divine/ Spirit - Specific

"Fear not this new night, my brothers, the terrors of an everlasting darkness are as nothing when compared to the darkness in Man's heart.  For, who among you knows what Man might do when Hunger sleeps in his bed and Famine is his child's only playmate?" --Prelude

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The Church of the New Sun By: Pariah ( Society/ Organizations ) Religious - World Wide

Worship of the God may cleanse one's soul, but it is only by scourging the impurities from one's self that we might hope to cleanse the body. -Preludes, the Cants

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The Dark Mother By: Pariah ( NPCs ) Major - Mystical

And in those days Man sought to set himself above the God, and sought out ancient evils to bind them to his cause.  Delving into the deepest abyss they brought forth She from whom all inequities flow, bound in the depths before the beginning of time to suffer for her sins.

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Wet Faeries

       By: Murometz

Sages and naturalists frown at the common name given to these strange creatures by the small folk, but sometimes the silliest nicknames for creatures, places and people persevere in the minds of many. “Purifiers”, “Pond Jellies”, “Breath-Stealers”, “Lung-Ticklers” and “River Butterflies” are much less commonly heard appellations for these life forms. Wet Faeries are basically (and simply) a species of fist-sized, fresh-water jellyfish. Several traits steer them toward the peculiar category however. Firstly, Wet Faeries are nearly invisible in the water, much like their marine cousins but even more so. One can swim in a river swarming with these critters and not even notice their presence. Secondly, they possess the unique ability to clean and purify whatever body of water they inhabit. They do this via some sort of biological filtration process, sucking in all toxins present in the water, and releasing it back in its purest form. Needless to say, they are both a blessing and a curse to whichever folk dwell beside the rivers and lakes Wet Faeries inhabit. On one hand, no purer water can be found anywhere than a Wet Faerie lake or pond, and yet, in “pure” water “life” tends in fact to die out, lacking the needed nutrients to prosper. Thirdly, their “sting” is (unfortunately) virulently poisonous to all mammalians. Wet Faeries are loathe to sting anyone or anything, using their barbed fronds as a last line of defense, but if stung, most swimmers will suffer respiratory arrest, and die within minutes, usually drowning before they can make it back to shore.

Alchemists, druids, and less savory characters have studied these creatures over the years, and have predictably found all the ways Wet Faeries could be exploited. Morbidly humorous, some bards find it, that the Poisoners and Assassins Guilds as well as the Healer’s Union, all prize these creatures. The assassins use the extracted venom in obvious fashion, while the priests and healers use the still-living jelly-fish to sterilize other poison potions and to cure those already poisoned on death’s door.

It is known that a certain Earl Von Trumble keeps his vast castle moat stocked with Wet Faeries, the waters so clear that every bone of every one of his past enemies can be clearly seen on the bottom, twenty two feet below.

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