Ross Fisher

The Archbishop has a habit of leaving the region just before a volcano hits. What insider intel is he getting from the Lord of the Underworld?

If I'm understanding correctly, the Second Terraversan War was originally between Oleon and Royalist Terraversa vs Independent Terraversa. Other PC nations decided to involve themselves afterwards. Likewise, the Lotii war was originally between Corrington and the Lotii. If you want "Safe" targets for campaigns, you might want to set up rules to exclude other nations from getting involved after things have kicked off.

If memory serves, the nation didn't join, but gave permission for their members to act as mercenaries. I may be wrong there, though. Happy to wrap this campaign up quickly. Can someone build some scenes from the Lotii perspective so that the storyline works?

Great idea! A good expansion on the theme, and very fitting. All hail selfless Oleon!

Thanks! I'm flattered.

@Yperio_Bricks we have a winner! They were based of off Giant's Causeway and Fingal's Cave. It's not explicit, but this is set in Tam, so I wanted the have that celtic vibe.

Thanks @Kai NRG! Youll need a lot of them for an impressive result

Chapter V - The Guide. Nils looked at the ship with the blue flag. He had known one like it would show up one day. But now it was here, he felt a surge of fear, as if events had now been set in motion that he could not escape. He had noted three individuals. A sailor, someone in blue robes, and a third. Every so often they would stop someone on the path, apparently to ask questions. And each time those treacherous locals would point back up the hill, towards him. Nils quickly donned his pack, and was ready to head for the hills when his shoulders slumped. What was the point in running? He could feel the cold void calling him back, and he knew how pointless it was to resist. Sooner or later, everyone has to pay the boatman. He sat down. Damned if he was going to meet the frogs halfway. They wanted him? They could work for it. It took fifteen minutes for the three men to make it to the top of the steps, wheezing and sweating. Nils smiled deeply beneath his beard. "Sorensen?" asked the military man, the first to regain his breath. "Depends who's asking." He replied. He had an idea about what kind of men they were, but no sense in making it easy. "Archambeau, Kerouac, Theriault," the soldier said, pointing to each of them in turn. The captain looked up from his wheezing; "Convict, Captain, Priest," he managed to explain. "Ah," he replied, before introducing himself. "I reckon I know why you're here, but why don't you tell me anyway?" "We were told- we were told that you- and your brothers- guided Montcalm's expedition- to the north," gasped the priest. "We want you to help us find them," added the captain. "We did. Montcalm told me to return here, to pass on his dispatches." "So why didn't you?" asked the convict. "Because he also told me not to trust anyone but O'Shanter, his man here. Except he isn't here." "Well where is he?" Nils shrugged. "Could be he left to find a better life, could be he was killed and his body hidden, could be he only ever existed in Montcalm's mind. He wasn't thinking clearly when I last saw him." "So you'll pass those dispatches on to us?" asked Father Theriault. "Aye. I'm sick of waiting. I just want to go and find Olaf and Sigmund and get on with my life. Besides, you could just kill me and take them. I'm not dying for Montcalm's stupid paranoia." Archambeau beckoned to the captain. "We could still kill him if you want?" But Kerouac just made a shushing motion. "You'll take us to where you last saw him?" "I will, gods help us. But I want payment. And I want half in advance." "We'll see what we can do," said the priest, extending a hand. "Welcome aboard." Nils warily eyed the hand, before starting off down the hill.

I have a proposal for a uniform upgrade: Potentially add to the Encyclopedia entry as a second company from Terraversa?

Not sure what this is meant to imply. Huzzah! Gazebos for everyone!

A great build. Lovely references. But I lost the plot towards the end. Who stayed with the carriage, and who disappeared?

Yeah, I see that. I was definitely thinking of Treasure Planet's sailpunk, but there's a bit of both. TBH, 40K already does quite a bit of that themselves...

Thanks guys!

Now do marsh, moorland, fen and bogs. Make them distinct.

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