The desert of Uzikistan. The immense piece of land, covered by metallic sands dividing it into the red, black, white, golden and blue desert, it’s only vegetation scattered through the ecosystem, hidden in stone spires and caves or covered over the far forest of the gray leaves. The beasts and spirits of this continent were once wild and dangerous, when the first inhabitants arrived by boat, portal or banished through the tunnels of a long forgotten library.
Those days are long gone, higher gardens, palaces, castles, fortresses and cities have risen in the middle of our blessed floor.
A few generations have passed since the several houses, courts and tribes of the desert lived through the great wars of Revelation. A time when anima storms obscured the sky and paranormal mists descended upon the world, bringing the powerful Briśind, beings only comparable to spirits or gods. These whispered lies to the desert people, filled their minds with confusion and danger, made them venerate them and initiated fights between each other to steal their resources. Once, the rampant violence that painted the floor with blood and viscera from all the people in the sands birthed the greatest generations of warriors and sorcerers in the world, and it almost killed all of them, burying them in the dirt. The conflict between each seemed to be eternal.
Then, Kirs the Kalaktun died. The gentle guard of refugees was missed and with them, the patience of the prince in blue went to hell. Striking the war capital of the djinns, Daan Verdammt of the first devourers forced the war chieftess of iron to surrender, joined their armies and scourged with thunder and vapor their opponents. They united 8 great tribes, houses and courts through strength and wit, then faced the Briśind, vanishing and killing most of them. Ushering a new age of peace for the desert.
Their wedding, carefully weaved and planned in the Higher Buttercot Gardens, would be known as the happiest day of the desert, the final nail on the cruel age’s coffin, giving way to a new period, the age of anima flourish and gold filaments. This fateful day brought together every family and faction across the territory, founding the first kingdom of the desert and instilling a new tradition: THE BLUE GOLD SEASON!!!
In honor of the magical night of newly weds and to keep the relationships in the Verdammt Kingdom peaceful between tribes and houses, a ball is to be held every 25 years. This party has all kinds of acts and events, rage as nobles in the sweet bohemian ambience of the gardens, search for your better half, or a worse one, if that’s what gives the ick. You go play with the kids, widows and generals, because this might be your new opportunity to raise your status. Just beware of dirty cheaters, this game has the highest stakes of them all and rumors run on their own, who knows what the new wedding of the current princess will entail.
Welcome to the game of curses!
Hi! My name is Jules. I'm a Mexican GM and I have been playing and directing games for at least 6 years. I have been playing a long term game with a very ruddimentary system I made myself. It was called Tatzelwurm, and the first itterations were really messy. Extremely messy. With time, I have experimented with different types of systems, reaching a point that I am kind of okay with. And I want to playtest it with you!
It's going to be a sort of regency/GoT style game, depending on how the group wants it to go, with an approximate number of 10 sessions. Keep in mind that this is an experimental system and some things are not completely balanced. I'll be receptive and mindful of any thoughts you have on it. We'll decide on when to have a session 0 later
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I can't wait to hear from you!