Introduction
Ancient Times, Reign of the Gods of Old
Thousands of years before present, immeasurable by current reckoning, it is said that the Old Gods walked the land of Arcanum. An enormous pantheon of these demon-beings is thought to have existed, although their worship is now neglected and forgotten. In the most rural of areas, often those located nearby an old temple or shrine, a select few still respect or revere this beings, calling them the "Old Powers of the Earth".
The most ancient of lore still remembered in Arcanum tells that the Old Powers of the Earth were birthed at the very same moment as Arcanum itself. For reasons of their own- for who can understand the thoughts of a god?, of the Earth itself?- these Old Gods gave rise to the hominid races. As such, certain among these Powers created a child in its own image, that it might procreate, in a sense. It is assumed, then, that some of the Old Powers in their corporeal form appeared similar to the peoples of Arcanum, if much grander and more awesome to behold.
In the Ancient Times, the peoples of Arcanum lived in a variety of lifeways and in a variety of places. There was commonality among them, though. The societies and peoples of the Ancient Times are generally accepted to have been much simpler, roughly more egalitarian, and less concerned with race.
Then, the Great Schism occurred.
The Great Schism
During the Ancient Times, the technology utilized by the peoples of Arcanum never came into conflict with the use of the lifeforce known as Magic. The two co-existed, even thrived together. Smiths imbued their tools and weapons with the Arcane Forces, druids were called upon to bless the land and all the plants and animals within and of it, broken pots were mended with a small charm or a Word of Binding.
It was widely accepted that wizards, sorcerers, shamans, witches, diviners, soothsayers, mages, and all manner of other magical specialists were conduits of the Natural Energies given them by the Old Powers of the Earth. It was widely known and accepted that magic in tandem with handicrafts and land-based technologies was enough to fulfill the needs of the people.
But for some, it was not enough.
For certain minds among a certain group of Elves, the quest for Knowledge and Wisdom had to be pursued at all costs, with no regard for the consequences. It was these Elves who developed what they called the "Scientific Method", leading to what is commonly called the Great Schism. These researchers, whose names are lost to history, soon found a foothold with their people. Similar minds among a certain group of humans sprung up almost simultaneously. An alliance was formed. Then came the Rational Inquisition, wherein the Old Powers of the Earth were at first denied, then shunned, then forbidden.
Then came the building of vast, sprawling cities. Then, the first Steam Engine was constructed. Not all was well with these "advancements". The Elves and Humans who made up this alliance soon discovered- quite by unfortunate accident, mind you- that their Steam Tech and the ancient force known as Magic were entirely incompatible. This was troublesome at first, but, as with the Old Powers of the Earth, the Human and Elvish scientists simply relegated Magic to the past, ruled it out as Obsolete and Irrational.
It wasn't long before they sought to eradicate Magic altogether. This was also the period of the Enslavement of the Dwarves. Those Elves who innovated Steam Tech- they called themselves "High Elves" or "Highborn"- had long looked down on the Dwarves of their region, not only for their diminutive stature, but also for their differences of custom and tradition. The Human allies of the Highborn had looked down on nearly all the other races simply because they weren't Human.
Therefore, using their newly found and lovingly embraced Scientific Method, the Highborn Elves and Humans rationalized a hierarchy of races, at the top of which, conveniently enough, were the Highborn Humans and Elves. The Highborn knew that their burgeoning industrial way of life wouldn't support itself, and they certainly didn't want to get their own hands dirty digging in mines or plowing fields all day. There was research to be done,
discoveries to be made, after all.
A labor caste was needed, and a labor caste was found. The one trait possessed by the Dwarves of the region that the Highborn admired was their stamina, their long-winded constitution, their strong backs. Using what little Steam Tech had been invented, it wasn't difficult for the Highborn to annex the surrounding Dwarven villages, and force them, culturally, economically, and with military might, to adopt the Way of Science and Steam. The poverty and disparity this created among the local Dwarves was enough to force them to become the Laborers that the Highborn desired.
Years Following the Schism up to the Present Day
Of course, the Highborn did not stop their expansion with the conquest of the local Dwarves. They knew they'd need more resourecs, more unskilled laborers, and especially more agriculturalists and pastoralists to feed the growing populations of their cities. Along with the Dwarves, the Highborn imposed a "rational" hierarchy onto the other races as well. Just beneath themselves came the Halflings, since they appeared to be genetically related to Elves and Humans, though they had obvious differences. After Highborn Elves and Humans and then Halflings, came all of the other Ethnic Groups of Elves and Humans in Arcanum. This included the feral elves, the tribal humans, those elves and humans who continued to use Magic, and who failed to see "reason". After those elves and humans came everyone else, the "bestial" races: goblins, orcs, gnolls, kobolds, and so on.
With this racism neatly disguised as Scientific Inquiry, the Highborn humans and elves were able to justify their further expansion, further conquest, and further abuses of all the people of Arcanum. Their cities grew, Steam Tech spread outward, huge economic disparities grew between castes in the cities, racism flourished. Many members of other races began to forget that Dwarves even existed, since the majority of Dwarves now spent their entire lives laboring underground in mines, in factories, in laboratories, or in clockworks. The contemporary situation is much the same. The Highborn mechanist bourgeoisie rule the cities. Poverty is rampant. Dwarves are nearly invisible. Steam Technology grows and changes by the day. The Old Powers of the Earth have been nearly forgotten. The Grand Scientific Inquiry attempts to impose "reason" and "rationale" on those peoples and communities who still use and revere Magic. And there is resistance: those who revere and use Magic have formed organizations, fellowships to combat the expansion of Technology.
What's more, with the imposition of control and law imposed by Science and cities, the universal forces of Chaos and Order daily come into extreme conflict. Where once there were sharing communities, now there are darkened alleyways haunted by footpads and cutpurses. Where once there was economic equality for all, now there are the Technocratic elites, the fat, wealthy merchants who profit off of their inventions, and the soot-covered orphans who cough blood in the streets. Where once healthy landbases proliferated, now smog darkens the sky, ash blankets the cobblestones, sewers overflow with refuse and other,fouler things...
The world of Arcanum at present is a place of intrigue, adventure, and turmoil.
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"A boy once stood against an army and a giant. That boy won his war with only a sling and a stone." The vampire said simply. "It isn't going to be easy, but nothing in life ever is. Every bit is a test to see if you will waver from the light."
He gently petted Ellie's head. "I cannot blame him, Ellie, calling me what is true. I am a creature, a monster that feeds on the living with the face of a man who once lived. I pray I some day can find my salvation.." He said gently. "But this is my path, and my path is hidden in darkness. If I am to find it once again, I must have help from the light." He turned to Talos once again. "..Even if it takes a risk." He scoffed as she threatened Talos. "Please Ellie, there is no need for threats.." Gently he placed a kiss on the top of her forehead. Hopefully that would be enough to stun her for a moment, he thought.
Slowly he moved away from Ellie, towards Talos, and would gently take the bird icon, bracing for whatever were to happen next.
Talos explained as it occurred, for both their benefits. "It will hurt him," he says to Ellie, his voice grave. "But if he is of Light spirit, no more than a burn." Even as he spoke, the Holy light of the icon would scald Alek's hands. The light had taken the form of a true bird, simply encasing the icon itself, and it now peered into his face as the wings flutter.
"If he is of dark spirit, he will sustain far more than that, and I would receive a regrettable advantage in the battle that would be fought. Either way, you will have your chance to harm me soon enough." He seemed to either not consider her a threat, or considered her words fair enough trade for his certainty.
Looking at Alek, he nods briefly. "And so, Alek... how does it feel? Does your undead flesh burn alone, or does your soul join it?" He already knew the answer; but he was making the necessary point.
Talos speaking, however, brought her back down to the earth. Ellie reached out for Alek as he took the icon, but she took a step back as it burst into light. Her eyes squinted and then she screamed in horror. He was not supposed to be near the light, not at all. Alek would burn from light.
"You monster!" Ellie screamed at Talos. "You're going to kill him!" She ran at him and pushed at his chest, hitting him with her small fists. It hurt her to hit Talos but she wasn't about to stop.
"Make it stop, please! Don't kill him! Please!" Tears flowed down her cheeks.
When it turned to the bird, he released it, gazing at his hand shakily. "E-ellie, I'm alright.." He muttered. He turned his pained gaze to Talos. "It's just a burn.." He muttered quietly. He would have done the same thing to Talos, if the tides were turned. His hand was seared worst than anything else, and the smell of burning flesh and ash was in the air.
"Ellie, stop hitting and shouting, or so help me, you'll be tied down in this room for a day.." He grumbled. His temper was short now. "Do you believe me now?" The last question was directed to Talos as he showed him his ruined hand.
"I am convinced," he says, his voice revealing an emotion behind the deep, gravelly tone. An emotion something like comraderie. "And I beg forgiveness, my Brother. I would embrace you, but that would probably bring more pain upon you." He looks down at Ellie with a frown. "I will need to train you before you can do any sort of harm to me," he rumbles out.
Looking between the two of them, he nods. "Allow me to introduce myself, then. I am Talos, Paladin and Templar of the Twilight Guard; and I am yours in battle."
Ellie stopped hitting the man and hurried back over to Alek. She tried to grab his hand to nurse it in anyway that she could. Her eyes searched for his and when they met, Ellie's silently asked if this was what he wanted.
"I do not like him as I thought I would but if this is what you want, Alek..." Ellie said and then swallowed down her fears. He was going to say yes. She had found Alek someone to help in Alek's mission and there was no taking that back. She feared that she had set Alek down the path to his death because she wanted to chase after a rumor.
Ellie was killing Alek.
"It's not too late. We can just go home and sleep. We'll find another way. I don't like this man, Alek."
"Well met, Brother Talos.. I am Alek, former member of the Temple, Templar of the Light." He said, his voice carrying a hint of lost pride in his voice. It was extremely obvious why it was 'former'. "I am honored you offer your blade, but there is no need to have such formalities to a monster, Brother.."
He allowed Ellie to grab his hand, and his golden yellow hues met her own. Contentment was in his eyes, as if he had proven himself worthy still. "Ellie.." He whispered. "This is something I have to do.. And you are right, I cannot do it alone and I cannot risk you.." He whispered. Gently, he caressed Ellie's cheek with his good hand, wiping away tears she had already shed. "I cannot see you die because of me, or worse. If I sit around, I risk these things as well." He gave her one of his rare smiles. "Your life is worth more than a dead man.. This is what needs to be done.."
He looked back towards Talos. "The city is crawling with monsters. I don't know if you noticed when you walked through."
His full concern was now with Alek. While he had been wary at first, he had a final certainty that this man was like unto him, and thus it was his duty- privilege- to assist him. Ellie had taken a back-seat to this mission, in his opinion. If she forgave him, he could train her. If nothing else but to protect herself. If she despised him, then if nothing else he would need her to stay out of the way. That was as far as his concern went.
Or... not quite. He reflected, in that moment, that perhaps she had been crucial to Alek's maintaining his humanity. She, too, would need to be protected at all costs. And he did owe her for bringing the matter to his attention... and, well, she was probably a follower of the Light, maybe.
It no longer mattered. "Yes," he replies after a moments pause. "I encountered a few of the more beastly denizens who came to investigate my arrival. Grayflame," he gestures to the hammer over his shoulder, "Dispatched them quickly enough."
He pauses again and looks between the two of them. "So is it just the three of us against them all, or have we other resources to bring against the Darkness?"
While Alek was the brawn, Ellie was the brain. She was the researcher, staying up many times during the day to read over old tomes and books. There was not a thing about Arcanum that she did not know. Only the Old Powers of the Earth were a mystery left to Ellie as all the written history on them had been burned, or destroyed.
"There is no army, if that's what you're asking. There is just Alek and me," Ellie spoke as she looked out the window. Coppers were investigating the body after it had been looted. She placed her hands on the window sill and leaned forward on them.
"We don't need an army or a force. All we need is Feldumon," Ellie said. "It's a language. The language of the Old Powers of the Earth. What I've read about it so far is that it is the language of the lost gods and of the dragons which are now extinct. It is the Language of Making, and with a single word Arcanum, our entire world was born."
"The Order of Keepers believe that where there is one rune to create something there is also its opposite. It is equally as powerful of the Word of Making. It is the Word of Unmaking, or the Final Glyph." The information that Ellie had been storing was going to be a surprise, even to Alek. She had never shared the details of how to kill Amelia von Rosenberg to him before.
"I think if we find and learn the glyph that Alek can use it to undo Amelia's entire existence. It makes sense..."
"He would kill his sire, and even erase the history of him being Blooded. He would be human again or the rune could kill him too. Or maybe I am mad because I fear so greatly to lose him to death or to Amelia. Maybe it will not work at all."
He remained silent as Ellie explained her plan. He kept the surprise from his face as she explained that there was possibly a rune of unmaking, although he was truly surprised at the concept. The Language of Making was used to create the very world they lived in, a dangerous concept in itself sought after by those who wished to be as powerful as gods themselves. But the fact there could be a word of Unmaking escaped him, or he had not wanted to think about it. That too, had its own dangers that he was not sure he wanted to attempt. However, he let Ellie ramble on about killing Amelia, which was his plan all along.
Amelia had placed a special interest in him, it seemed to him. Out of his entire group that was sent to destroy the nest, only he remained although tainted. She had spared him, to remind him of the failure he had committed. It only drove him to find an end of the oldest Vampire.
His breath caught when he noticed below, one of the investigators cut his hand on an object around the body below. He felt his fangs draw downward, and the boards around the window seal creaked again. How long had it been since he last fed..? He couldn't remember, but longer than he felt comfortable letting it go. He had found that the blood had an effect on him that was addicting. He had never felt truly alive until he had tasted the first bit of blood, and the urge of it made him want it that much sooner. When he had been a fledgling, he could not control those urges. Now he could. Sometimes.
"E-ellie.." He muttered, his voice more a deep groan than anything. "I-it might be safer for you two to go elsewhere to discuss this for a-a while.." He was struggling to keep composed.
Regardless, Talos was not going to attempt a confrontation now. He did not see the point in it, when there was a battle plan to be drawn. "Very well," he replies to Alek, before heading through the door. He holds it for Ellie, then follows beside her and replies.
"Words of power are dangerous when used properly," Talos begins in a warning tone. "Improperly, they can wreak havoc like you have never seen. There is also the matter of finding this glyph, and learning to use it at all... unless you have some prior insight into that." He looks down at her questioningly.
"Regardless. We need a backup plan. If this Word fails, or is lost, we would be fighting blind. Powerful though she may be, any creature of darkness may be slain with a liberal application of Light. Without a proper battle plan, that is what I will be for, I imagine; utilize the fullest of my power to distract, and potentially defeat, the Vampire until a better action could be resolved."
Ellie knew that she could not stay. Not only for her sake, but for Alek's pride, she had to let him deal with his vampiric hunger.
"You should let me help you. You are strong enough for it," she whispered, knowing that Alek could hear her, along with the beating of her heart and the blood pumping through her arteries. Ellie did not move and she watched Alek suffer; fight against his dark taint. It broke her heart each time she witnessed him struggling.
And she knew it pained him to feed the monster growing inside of himself. It did not register in her mind that feeding from her would make Alek feel even more like a monster than he already did. The only thing Ellisandre could think of was to help him.
"Find me, please," Ellie asked before she choked on a sob and dashed through the door.
He could not respond to Ellie. Not right now. But he wouldn't dare feed off her. Never. It was all too easy, he could hear her whispers, her pleas to have her help him. The very flow of blood in both Talos' and Ellie's veins. The beating of their hearts torment to a starved vampire. Every throb threatened to drive him insane or to beat the rest of his humanity away. The next time Alek opened his eyes to look at Talos, they were black as coals. He was about to hunt.
"Go." He demanded.
After she had been silent for a time, and he had been following her, he speaks up again. "Where does this Vampire usually keep herself? Most of these creatures often live in seclusion, a cave or abandoned structure, or they live in the open, lavish mansions and the like. My estimate is that she would be the latter," he concludes, distancing himself from the personal dramatics of his charges. His duty was to destroy the Darkness, not take sympathy on the struggles of the faithful.
For now, all she could do was help him in a way that she knew how. Information.
Ellie closed her eyes and shook her head. Her fingers clutched the banister until they shook. "I don't know. No one knows where she lives. Amelia is much smarter than other vampires. No one has ever found where she makes her lair and has lived to tell the tale."
"The only way to find out would be to send Alek to her but if we did that..." He'd never return. Ellie could not say the words. It hit too close to home on her current fears.
He would feed on a few victims tonight. He had gotten into the practice of not killing who he drained. People did not turn into vampires just by being bitten, as the rumor went. No.. It was more complicated than that. But none the less, he would return to the Inn from the entrance as he said he would, not a minute passed an half hour.
Despite its benefits, he was starting to worry that the emotional attachment between the two of them might be the downfall of this venture. Regardless, he would simply have to put up more effort himself to cover them.
"In the mean time, share with me how you plan to find this... 'Word.' I do not look to utilize it for our battle, but as a last-ditch plan, it may be necessary."
He had crossed his arms, leaning near the stairway back down. He felt out of his element, working with a... Vampire. And an Elf with no personal conviction to the cause. She was more than willing to give her all, but it was not for the destruction of the Vampire, at least not in whole. She did it for a man, a former man, and if he was lost, so too might be her strength. Or, it may grow. It was uncertain, and it bothered him.
Wiping at her face with the back of her hand, Ellie dropped down onto the last step of the stairs and sat. She curled her knees against her chest and help them by wrapping her arms around her legs. "The Ancient Order of the Keepers. No one has seen them in a very long time," Ellie said.
"They were more prevalent about fifty years ago but recently there hasn't been a peek from the Keepers. Unlike most people though I know how to read and I know how to find their guild," Ellie said. "We will have to go across to the other side of the city to find it in a cemetery."
"The Ancient Order of the Keepers are the ones who discovered and studied runes and glyphs. It is our best bet to any leads on the Final Word."
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He knew she wouldn't like him for this. Knew she didn't like him already. He could see it, in the way she spoke to him, in her posturing towards him. "Using this word could be more dangerous than even the Vampire. Until we have better options, however, that is what we will look for. So take heart," he adds encouragingly, standing straight and dropping his hands to his sides. "We will have victory, but it will not cost us all."
The setting changes from Arcanum to The Whistling Inn
He knew she wouldn't like him for this. Knew she didn't like him already. He could see it, in the way she spoke to him, in her posturing towards him. "Using this word could be more dangerous than even the Vampire. Until we have better options, however, that is what we will look for. So take heart," he adds encouragingly, standing straight and dropping his hands to his sides. "We will have victory, but it will not cost us all."
"I need to eat," she said before Ellie stood up from the stairs and walked back into the tavern.
Maybe there was a way to get rid of Talos. Alek and Ellie didn't need him. In all actuality they did, but Ellie did not want his help. There were probably others that were more fitting to their needs. He seemed to have just took charge and Ellie was not happy about that. Who was he to be invited into their mission and for him to just lead the entire thing?
Talos had to go. And Ellie began devising ways to do it.
The setting changes from The Whistling Inn to The Whistling Pipe
Raking his eyes over the current inhabitants of the Inn, he narrows his eyes. He didn't know the men, but they didn't seem like the sort he would need to deal with in any meaningful capacity. Not that he would say no to a conversation, or even an interested recruit, but judging by Ellie's reaction thus far, he decided it would be best if he simply did his own job, and let her deal with the rest.
It was unlike Alek not to survey the place as he walked in. Vampire hunters would know instantly what he was, albeit he too was a vampire hunter. A vampire was a vampire, and a monster to boot. But Alek seemed dazed, distant and on the verge of breaking.
If they had sat at a table, the man would pull back a chair and collapse on it, another characteristic not of his. He would not move from that spot, nor speak or scarcely breath. Not that he needed to at least. He just sat there.
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A bar tucked into the back of the Old Quarter where few of the middle-class citizens of Axis venture and even fewer Highborns.
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Old Quarter Owner: Maree
Old Quarter is considered a middle-class neighborhood, and is noted for its densely-packed houses and chaotic street design. It is composed almost entirely of middling merchants and the city's many tradesfolk and craftspeople.
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Arcanum is a land of high-fantasy, dingy cityscapes, idyllic countrysides, and eerie ruins of times forgot. It is a beautiful land, teeming with all manner of flora and fauna, and a diversity of "sentient" species.
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An inn that was built directly above The Whistling Pipe Tavern. Its construction caused the entire building to lean and the whole establishment looks ready to topple over at any given time.
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As the name suggests, New Quarter is the most recent addition to the City. It is primarily a lower-middle class residential district with a handful of shops. It also serves as headquarters for three of the City's factions.
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Blackwall is the poorest, dirtiest, most diseased district of Axis. It's known by its inhabitants as The Grim, or, among those who speak with thick Cockney Arcanian dialects, the Arsehole o'th' World.
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This city is so named because it lies very near the center of the world Arcanum, both geographically and indisputably in the cultural and technological arenas. Axis is the largest, most "developed" (i.e.: industrialized), most powerful city in all Arcanum
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The largest continent on the world of Arcanum. Its major cities include: Axis; City of Gears, Alderville, Grayhall, Ironcrag, Deerfield, Sunport, Fort Oakhold, and Southwall.
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The City's Docks are a place of unparalleled filth and grime. They're also the backbone of Axis's wealth and prosperity.
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This is the administrative and governmental hub of the City of Gears. Downtown also contains The Barracks, which garrison the city's standing military forces.
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South Quarter contains nothing of note except the ominous, forboding Cragscleft Prison.
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I may run a plot or two in Arcanum but as for now I am just going to make a character or two and play them in the available locations. Also, the more players that arrive, the more possibility for locations to be added (i.e.: rural areas or more specific places in Axis to meet roleplaying needs). I am also not opposed to giving sovereignty to players so that they can build on the world as well.
Those who become committed to the roleplay and add a great amount of depth and character to the roleplay will be considered highly for a co-GM position.
I have put up the basics of the world and it is the players' responsibility and privilege to expand on them (as I will be doing the same).
Arcanum is not an original work. I did not come up with this concept however a message was left by the original creator.
For those with respect for intellectual property laws: Contents are protected under the Creative Commons Attribution-Non-Commercial-Share-Alike 3.0 United States license. You are free to copy and make derivative works for non-commercial purposes.
For everyone who realizes copyright laws are idiotic: This work is Anti-Copyright. Do what you
will, provided it's not for profit, and please credit me when using this material. Plagiarize, steal,
reprint, republish, redistribute!
November 2011
Written & Published by Rowan WalkingWolf
Questions, Comments, Contributions:
walkingwolf@riseup.net
Re: Arcanum; Of Steamworks and Magic Obscura
Arcanum; A Steampunk Universe
For those that want more information on the Arcanum Universe please refer to this link: Arcanum: Steamworks and Magic Obscura It's far too much information to post in OOC threads. You do not have to use the information if you do not wish. By all means, create you own content, the original author even suggests to do so.