The Hunt is on...
A bustling port city in the Old Kingdom. Arguably the largest and oldest of the continent. The city is beautiful to behold. A vast array of ships from every sea have collected to the city’s south – incredible vessels with billowing white sails whose crews rush about cluttered as ants along Absalom’s sizable docks. Elegant domed towers lift into the clouds and stand tall among soaring seabirds. They stretch high above the multicultural collection of buildings below. A massive fortified keep looms atop a bluff to the north overlooking the urban sprawl. At the center of town, a steeple stands tallest among the structures – its brilliant white marble reflects the sun and the sea. It looks as a beam of sunlight from the heavens when seen from beyond the city’s tremendous walls. It is a symbol of triumph and integrity – a symbol of the people of Absalom.
Hundreds of generations have left their mark on the city through time. Evidence of this can be seen in every quarter, building, and cobblestone. Buildings have been built atop the ruins of old which were built off far more ancient ruins in turn. Absalom has been home to thousands. Today, the metropolis is a mosaic composed of a wide array of civilizations and traditions.
Absalom and the War
The war has flooded the busy city with tens of thousands of refugees. However, they were not welcomed as they have been under King Bolemdyr‘s reign – the monarch of the Old Kingdom. The foreigners have been exiled from the city by decree of the King’s son, Prince Elric. This discrimination has been made Kingdom law. The refugees that would clutter the streets do not – instead, they exist just beyond the city walls. The reason being that the foreigners are believed to have brought with them a plague. The king just so happens to have recently fallen ill – supposedly as a result of contaminated refugees. The displaced live in filthy makeshift ghettos organized in groups of similar ethnicities. The races living in the city outskirts are those creatures who are farthest from human. Within the city only the elves, humans, dwarves, and half elves live comfortably. As one could imagine – racial tension is rampant.
Absalom finds itself in a state of chaos – its ruler out of the picture and his son of 17 years in charge – a rash and cruel tyrant. There is a force at play here far more evil than a foolish child, however. Whispers on the wind speak of the port city’s mysterious archmage and his menacing influence on the royal family. He is a powerful master of the arcane arts named Keinholtz who sits at the head seat of the King’s advisory body of mages, known as the Sage Council, and is Maestro of Absalom’s Arcane Academy. Keinholtz is also the highest authority of Absalom’s military next to the King.
Thralldom in Absalom
While the old customs of slavery and racism were gone during the reign of the King – they have surged forth again with his illness. The slave market re-opened only months ago. Already, slavers from far and wide have flocked to Absalom. The trade of lives has made the city incredibly rich for such a short period. Slavers are capitalizing on the Kingdom’s warring state. Victims of the industry include anyone who gets on the wrongs side of the Slavers. For them, wealth decides good from evil.
East and West Gates
The Petal District