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"I have already mentioned Tullian’s attempts—partially successful, he claimed—to nullify gravity. Gravity, as you know from your studies, is that force which imbues our bodies with weight. Tullian became convinced, that the gravity of a large mass—I dont see you taking notes, Dmitro—could be mitigated by a suitable arrangement of large currents and magnetic fluxes. Mitigated or reduced.

Secretive, ever shrouded in dense fog, unlike any other city in the Arch-Duchy, Nimz is the unofficial intellectual capital of Haracon, though its distant, cliff-drowned location precludes it from being a true center of culture.

Nimz is euphemistically dubbed the City of Clock Towers, though more importantly, it is a place of learning, where the continual study of the antediluvean races and their fleeting wisdoms has become an obsession over the years for its off-center citizenry.

A singular peculiarity in Nimz, is the fascination which the populace seems to have with the concept of Time and the end of the world. The Apocalypse and Nimz’ role in the end of days, ia a constant topic, perpetually part of the zeitgeist, and always on the mind of the philosophers, sages, tinkerers and clockmakers alike.

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Stormbound, the ship rolls hard over to once side. All that is not strapped down is tossed violently overboard in a splash of freezing water.

There, on the horizon- a tower. Squat, it stands alone on a tiny island. However, it's the only land in sight, and any more of this ferocious storm will crush the boat to splinters.

Taking shelter within the ornate entryway of the squat tor, the party notes with interest that no signs of life break the silence of the stone tower. As they take another step forward, they realise why.


This is the fabled tower of Brenji, a rich merchant who wished none to share his enormous wealth. He constructed this tower to store his gold- trapped and ready for any potential thieves. But the ingenious pitfalls and scything walls are not the only dangers within the silent walls of the building. A guardian, left behind by Brenji, still stalks these very halls.

A rattling hiss echoes somewhere from below...

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