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City

Guide Volume I:

Everyday Life

Games

Credits

Table of Contents

Writers:

Joseph Carriker

Introduction

Patrick Lawinger

Coins of Silver and Gold

Neal Levin

Mirialle’s

Darren Pearce

Blithe Spirits

Wil Upchurch

Scribes and Paper

Gizelle’s Fine Herbs and Potions

Editors:

Duncan Fielden

Silken Dreams

Rich Taylor

Traken Brother’s Stables

Cover Art:

Gillian Pearce

Ringing Steel

Interior Art:

Anna Dobritt

Di Carpoli’s Shoes

Owen Kuhn

e Armorium

Gillian Pearce

Reston’s Wood Creations

Design and Layout:

Duncan Fielden

Expedition Outitters

Stormfeather’s Fletchery

Blue Flame Inn

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So you w ant to kno w al l ther e is to know abo ut the Ci , eh?

Yo u cam e to the ri ght p lace. N ow l et me ju get m y pip e and

my mea d and I’ll b e righ t wit h you . Stil l here ? Tha t mea ns

yo u’re in tere d in wha t I ha e to say?

With in the se pa ges, f or bo th yo ung a nd ol d ad entur ers

ali ke, yo u’ll i nd th ings to a rk th e ima ginat ion; i deas f or

yo ur ow n rol e-pla ying  orld s that can b e li d wh ole a s they

ar e or e asily m odii d to it a n i ing c amp aign  orld . Fel

 e to u se th em a ny wa y tha t suit s you – tha t’s wh at th ey’re

th ere fo r! Fro m th e din gy  ops d own a sd y bac k alle y to

th e roa ring i res o f the Taer n and Inn k now n as t he Bl ue

Fl ame, I’e v isitd them all, a nd yo u  ould c eai nly in d

so meth ing h ere to help you w ith y our o wn c reatio ns.

The orld is yo ur oy er f or yo u to p lay w ith a s you se

it , if yo u do n’t lik e som ethin g her e the n you can c hang e it.

T he var ious locati ons w ithin this slend er tom e are desi gnd

to ow you the k inds of thi ngs y ou m ight i nd in an a eg e

ci , bu t I m yself hae s en m any difer ent th ings in my time

o n man y dif eren t Sph eres, a nd I ill i nd th ings to su rprise

e en m e.

Wit hin yo u’ll i nd a motle y and not -so-m otley crew of

c olorfu l cha er s for you t o me t and gre t, to t inker with ,

a nd in ally m ake your own. The  orld s of cr eatio n are open

to you ; all y ou ha e to do is ke t hat i r  ep an d I fo r one ,

t he Hi gh M age an d Wi zard Eab han  elcom e yo u to t he

g lories and mye ries w ithin this book and the C i in side.

I am m o h appy to m et yo u and wi you ell on yo ur

jo urne y.

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Coins of Silver and of Gold

T he sun was a brilliant golden orb that hung over

looked exactly like you’d expect a valiant hero to look,

even down to the long brown hair. His imposing

physique was no doubt improved by the constant

swinging of his wickedly sharp large axe, but presently

he’d left that, nonchalantly, leaning on the wall beside

him.

A laugh cut across both men, it came from a

igure that stood close by dressed in the inery of the

noble classes and sporting short sandy hair, through

which peeked the slightly pointed ears of the elin

half-breeds. Harald, being a purist, snorted again and

looked back to the sorcerer. Undaunted the igure

moved over.

“Adventurers, eh?” he questioned. “What luck,

I’m looking to recover some important, er, trinkets

from the caves to the south of here, and I’m in need

of a few brave souls to help me.” Without much ado,

he swiftly added, “Interested? Or do I ind a less

cowardly warrior?”

the City of Rhys casting beams of warmth into

the cobbled streets and gardens of the merchant’s

quarter. e City was old and contained a mixture

of styles, mainly rural and baroque. A cross between

a bustling metropolis and a slow languid town, here

you could while away many hours doing nothing

much at all – a melting pot of many colors, creeds

and races. e tall spires of the noble’s quarter

merged into the lat and burly buildings of the

surrounding lower classes. In such places as this,

Fame, Fortune and Adventure lurk on every corner.

Often these things would start in a tavern; but not

today. is time, the garden of the local park was the

focal point for several souls who had gathered under

the shade of a white wooden gazebo.

“It is said that all adventures begin somewhere,

and end somewhere else. It has also been said that the

most successful adventurers are well

prepared, well equipped and well

armed.”

e speaker was a well

groomed man with a shock of

black hair and a neatly trimmed

beard. He wore the robes and

trappings of a mage of some

description, though the one thing

that set him aside from most of his

ilk was a long and ornate blade that rested across

his back. His name was Salbanon Ravenclaw, and

he had been born to the house of Arcanis.

“Just the sort of thing I’d’ve expected from

a sorcerer,” snorted the warrior Harald, with

a look of disgust. “Adventures aren’t made of

preparation. ey’re made of cold steel. And

blood. Hard bloody work, and ighting of

monsters. Orcs and things.”

Harald Meren was a tough man, and

he spoke much as he looked. His family

were warrior stock, broad and burly, and

he himself stood over six and a half feet in

height and, when dressed in plate and chain,

“Who are ye to call me a

coward?” bristled the warrior,

reaching for his axe.

“Ah, calm yourself good

Sir, I am the Lord Lorenon

Halfar, bard and minstrel at

your service. Now before ye

get yerself all ired up, pray

listen … I … said adventure …

Orcs no doubt and more … and

a pile of gold the size of a dragon’s horde!”

Salbanon knew well a bard’s way for over

exaggeration but there was something about

this Lord that drew his attention; the man was

loquacious and brash, but beneath that exterior

he sensed there was a decent companion to be

found – something in the liquid blue of his eyes,

perhaps.

Harald was not the brightest of the family nor

the most trusting but the man said two words

that made him smile. ‘Orcs’ and ‘gold’.

“Better be,” he said before replying with a

smirk. “I’m in.”

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