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or the whims of the local priests. Those who defy Razmir’s
faith quickly find themselves assaulted or imprisoned by
his masked acolytes and enforcers. Those who join his
faith often find a quick path to wealth and comfort, usually
at the expense of local lay worshipers. These acolytes are
sent off to the Exalted Wood for training, and all return
quite changed, acting in step with the dictates of the faith
despite any previous misgivings. This leads some to believe
that much more goes on in the forest than simple training.
Some whisper that acolytes are exposed to powerful magic
that warps their mind and soul.
Governance of Razmiran falls to the Visions, a council
of high-ranking clergy that carries out Razmir’s erratic
mandates. Each Vision possesses unique talents, from
sorcery to swordplay, and a varying degree of cunning
and brutality. With each dressed identically,
it is hard to tell them apart, meaning that
most folk obey them without question
just in case. The common folk fear the
Visions nearly as much as they fear
Razmir himself.
The aging dictator of Razmiran
sits atop his 31-stepped throne,
hiding his mortality behind an
ivory mask. He uses powerful
sorcery to enact miracles and
punish those who doubt his power.
Razmir claims to have used the Starstone
in Absalom to achieve divinity, but any
who have visited the City at the Center of
the World know this to be false. The truth is
totally suppressed in his realm, with “spreaders
of sedition” facing a host of harsh sentences, from
exile to execution.
Razmiran’s neighbors view the expansion of its cult
into their lands as a plague. The willing defection of
several border communities to the banner of the Living
God underscores the danger posed by Razmir, pushing
his neighbors ever closer to taking up arms against him.
Razmir maintains a large army of faithful acolytes and
conscripts as a bulwark against invasion. Although he
has not yet used this force to launch attacks against his
neighbors, its numbers continue to swell.
River Kingdoms, The
INDEPENDENT REALMS OF LOW CHARACTER
Alignment: CN
Capital: None
Notable Settlements: Daggermark (27,460), Gralton
(9,200), Mivon (10,870), Pitax (8,790), Sevenarches
(4,340),Tymon (8,230)
Rulers: Various warlords, megalomaniacs, bandit kings,
retired adventurers, and exiled princes
Steps of the Living God
Those who follow the teachings of Razmir are organized by
their loyalty to the faith and accomplishments in the name
of the Living God. These orders are referred to as “Steps,” in
accordance with the number of steps the faithful is allowed
to ascend when in the presence of the Living God. Each
follower is assigned a simple robe and a mask to denote his
station in the faith. The orders are as follows:
Title Robe Color Mask
Acolyte of the First Step White Iron
Priest of the Third Step Gray Iron
Herald of the Eighth Step Black Iron
Mask of the Twelfth Step Blue Silver
Vision of the Fifteenth Step Red Gold
Government: Too numerous to mention,
including regions of absolute anarchy
Languages: Common, Hallit
Religion: Calistria, Cayden Cailean,
Erastil, Norgorber, Desna, Gorum,
Lamashtu
North of the Verduran Wood, the vast
Sellen River system is a low road through
rugged forest country claimed by bandits,
outlaws, and thieves. These so-called
River Kingdoms swear fealty to no one but
themselves, extending their power only so
far as their mercenary armies or bands of roving
bully-boys can defend. Few accurate maps of
the region exist because its borders change so frequently.
The willful, tiny River Kingdoms extinguish
each other with petty wars or political intrigue, but a new
community always rises from the old, and nothing stays
the same for very long.
The f luid nature of the River Kingdoms and the
individualistic, at times xenophobic nature of its
untrusting people makes the region an ideal destination
for those seeking anonymity or escape, drawing criminals,
freed slaves, political radicals, and exiled princes from
throughout Avistan.
The greatest of these congregate annually at a
gathering known as the Outlaw Council, in the wretched
city of Daggermark, a place best known for its capable
assassin’s guild and the quality of its poisoners. There,
retired adventurers rub shoulders with zealous cultists
of forbidden gods and thriving bandit lords to chart the
destiny of the free men and women who call the River
Kingdoms their home.
The half-orc champion Ullorth Ungin, one of the most
inf luential members of the Outlaw Council, controls