~1888~
In which we question our moral dignity, and reform the proletariat, insult foreign investors...and also cannibals.
There is a foul blemish upon this land...some say it is the Arcologies themselves, pulling out of the earth whatever resources it can plunder to line the pockets of fat barons. Others believe it is a curse put on this soil by an ancient ruler of the Bloodlands. If you're not a fool, and you have two eyes to look for yourself, you'll know that blight has always been there...down deep in the crust of the earth itself, something far deadlier than any Barons Guard or Syndicate assassin...This land is evil, and we are all damned here...
The Industrial Union was shaken by a violent and brutal civil war five years ago. For now, the sprawling industrial city-states known as Arcologies have settled on an uneasy peace. But the toll has been taken. Our own city, the Arcology of Wix, is in turmoil. The mob of workers grow restless as industry has all but halted. Fear of famine has spread among the rabble as the outlying settlements have failed to produce an adequate crop for several years. Across the sea, the Ban Ki syndicalists are pressing for repayment of the vast sums of money lent to aid in the war effort. And in the west, a cannibal king named Tuenaxl has seized the throne of the stepped cities and declared himself ruler of the Blood Confederacy.
Unfortunately, the former Council of Peers, has either fled the city, met with an untimely demise or simply vanished. It is the year of the Grey Worm, 1888, and a new council has been summoned. You are one of those summoned.
Unfortunately, the former Council of Peers, has either fled the city, met with an untimely demise or simply vanished. It is the year of the Grey Worm, 1888, and a new council has been summoned. You are one of those summoned.
The world of 1888 is a mixture of dieselpunk, horror, and fantasy with a bit of western weird thrown in for good measure. In this RP, you take control of a Master of the Arcology Wix, a sprawling industrial city-state on the eastern coast of a largely unexplored continent. Other cities want your resources, your wealth and to learn your secrets. Nothing would make them happier than to see your head on a pike and Wix severed from the Industrial Union, to be picked apart by the ghouls and carrion feeders.
Necromancers roam the west. Assassins armed with foreign poison in the shadows. Zombies (and worse) in the wastes. Cannibals and horrors from the deep. Weirdo mutant barbarians with brutal weapons attack and raid. In the south, stepped cities rise from the steamy jungles, ringed by acidic lakes and ruled by a cannibalistic religious sect.
Thanks for reading, if you made it this far. I intend for this to be a turned based roleplay, wherein you have a limited number of actions you may perform each turn. In addition, a small number of dice rolls will be made involving particularly tricky actions. That said, I will never sacrifice narrative gameplay when it comes to a bad roll and your actions in-game will be reflected in the game world. I hope to gather the interest of at least 3-4 players and look forward to any ideas/suggestions you may have.
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