For a thousand years, the Apétychen Empire stood as the bastion of human unity and power in the Rings. Not perfectly, not completely, and not without strife, but true war and destruction grew to become a relic of the distant past.

Then the New Gods came, and brought with them Change.

The first and most distant, Amathos, was consumed by Lust and brought many children into the world, each granted incredible power and insufficient guidance. Some excelled in spite of it; others reveled in their Gifts and acted as they pleased. Their conflicts and self-indulgences shattered the world, scattering the Rings across the Planar Void and forming countless stellar remnants, the demiplanes. Two hundred years did the Time of Madness span, and during this time the once singular whole of Humanity was reshaped and metamorphosized into the great diversity of Metahumanity.

But in the end, even the wild anarchy of the Time of Madness could not last. Thea, eldest of Amathos' children, Goddess of Order, broke her siblings to her will and ascended the shattered and broken throne of an equally devasted Empire.

And then she vanished, and the imposed peace with her.

Now, the Apétychen Empire seeks to return to its mythic roots, to unite Metahumanity and spare it from the horrors of war and the banal cruelties of life: starvation, tyranny, ignorance, deprivation. But people are flawed, imperfect, and so any execution inherently fails to live up to its ideal, opposed from without and weakened from within.

The Reforging either failed or stalled, depending on whom you ask, at the Inner Planes, leaving many millions alone in the Outer Planes. And yet the Empire still sought to reach them, driven by their suffering. To that end, they sent out their best and brightest as Far Traders, to bring the light of unity and forge bonds of brotherhood.

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Or so the official story goes. The truth is not so clean.

The Apétychen Empire brought many good things to humanity, yes: charity, goodwill, and aid to the masses; a firm hand to prevent war; extensive trade routes to foster wealth and cooperation. But the very structure that gave it strength and longevity instilled in it such extreme jingoism that external polities and rebellions were not tolerated, enforced a firm class division between Gifted noble and common citizen, and engendered constant political maneuvering and internecine strife. Still, over the centuries, its issues were slowly addressed. As technology marched forward and the Rings developed, the center of the Empire no longer held an overwhelming advantage in wealth and power. The Gift proliferated and became increasingly common, steadily chipping away at the idea that the Gifted nobility had been chosen to rule. The Imperial Family itself crumbled as an institution, losing more and more power until they were more figurehead than true head of state. A growing super-culture combined with improved communications brought with it increased agitation for true equality and social rights. The Empire was well on its way to becoming a Republic, or a Union.

And then the New Gods came.

In the very early days, the birth of Amathos was held up as a symbol of hope. A commoner, born with a Gift of such power that the world itself bent to his will. Resource inequality, hostile terrain, insufficient land, institutions 'too big to fail', wild were the hopes and dreams of the world. And perhaps Amathos could have lived up to those expectations.

But the main issue that doomed the world can really be summed up in four words: he was basically Zeus.

His lust was insatiable. He slept with women, then improved women when they grew boring, then fucked off and made his own companions for amusement and – again – sex. He had twenty-three children in all, each of which inherited his Gift of Change, something that had never happened before.

And if he were a good father, many problems might have been avoided. But again, he was too busy indulging himself and making dragons to fuck.

Some of his children, raised by caring and responsible mothers and families, turned out more or less alright. The Flaw their Gift was paired with and born of was either mostly harmless or they had enough self-control to not let it consume them. But the bulk of his children, who later styled themselves the New Gods, didn't care for that. They decided to live up to the example of their father, and focused solely on their own interests and amusements. That narcissism, that solipsism, is what broke the world, shattered the continental Rings, and flung the nascent Metahumanity throughout the Void and stars.

Then, for about a hundred years, the more vile New Gods lorded themselves over the scattered demiplanes and used them towards their own ends. Their more benevolent and moderate siblings tried to regulate them, but as few of them were willing to so wholeheartedly throw themselves into Rampancy as their darker siblings had or attempt the perilous journey to Dominance, they were generally only able to preserve the remainder of the earth, which came to be known as the Prime Remnant, along with a few of the closest demiplanes. This infuriated Thea, as the chaos and madness offended her on a deep and fundamental level, but it wasn't until two of her brothers, Korson and Helios, murdered their youngest brother Latas that she finally snapped and lost patience with her kin. She partnered with Oscanue, God of Balance, and together they set out on the emotionally and philosophically perilous journey of Dominance. Thea supposedly never made it, falling to Rampancy along the way, and no one knows if Oscanue succeeded, but whatever the truth may be the outward facts are undeniable: with two New Gods working together, brimming with Rampant or Dominant power married to ruthless will, they brought all of their siblings in line. Thea was not merciful in the least during this decade-long process, and she earned a fearsome, gruesome, and tyrannical reputation among her siblings, though on the flip side many people saw her as a savior. Her subsequent actions – seizing the throne of the beleaguered Empire, seemingly making preparations to rid herself of its Senate, and sending ultimatums to every demiplane she knew of – made her much more controversial.

But then, right before her plans could come to fruition and all could see whether she would become true tyrant or unexpected savior, she vanished, along with all of her siblings and their errant, philandering father.

In the aftermath, war erupted anew, and the Apétychen Empire looked at its fleets and armies, previously meaningless in the face of the New Gods, and decided it really liked the sound of this Unity and Order idea Thea had been pushing, and so began the Reforging.

Whether the subsequent benefits of the Empire's overlordship were worth the strife and bloodshed is debatable, and generally depends on the previous state and quality of life of whichever demiplane they took over and the manner in which they came to control it. For the most part though, the Reforging was very much a war of conquest, one that stalled before completion as its fleets and armies were bled dry by a multitude of inter-planar unions formed to oppose their imperialism.

Afterwards, as the Empire sought to rebuild, its rulers looked out at their neighbors and the polities growing in the Outer Planes, and worried that through either treaty or conquest those political entities and nations would become unassailable before the Empire could restart the Reforging. Making alliance with those that genuinely wanted to improve the lot of people living in the aftermath of the New Gods' indulgent tyranny, the Far Trader system was proposed, wherein worthy individuals would be given wealth, authority, and power and sent out into the Outer Planes to work for the Empire's gain. In practice, this became a form of exile, where capable yet troublesome individuals were sent out of sight and out of mind into situations where few honestly expected them to succeed.

You are one of those people. You've caused some scandal or another, found yourself surrounded by enemies without many friends, and so have elected to take the lifeline offered to you. Whether you actually care for the Empire's mission or not… well, that's up to you to decide.

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I'm going to talk a bit about underlying mechanics, tone, and the character creation process, as I don't want to bury you under a mountain of mechanical details and text right at the start.

Spiritually, thematically, and tonally, this quest is based off of the Rogue Trader RPG, in that you're a powerful independent semi-noble with few solid ties going around adventuring, wheeling, and dealing for profit and power. Mechanically, this quest is a hodgepodge of various systems. The strategic level choices – where to go, who to support, what to do, social interaction, etc. – are based off of a d100 CKII system with the standard characteristics: Diplomacy (representing speech and persuasion), Martial (representing ability to command troops and direct battles), Stewardship (representing management and financial capabilities), Intrigue (representing the fields of spycraft and manipulation), and Learning (representing technical knowledge and general information gathering skills). Combat is based off of a much simplified Exalted 3e system where people throw dice pools at each other until someone wins, and army and ship combat is literally the CKII computer game combat system (as opposed to CKII quest systems which are… wildly inconsistent at best).

However, the last is one I am not going to heavily elaborate on as it's very number crunchy, and you don't really need to know the details of any of them at this stage. What's relevant now is the following:

1) The character generation process is concerned with the standard CKII characteristics (Diplomacy, Martial, etc.), the Combat characteristics (Attack, Defense, Initiative, Wounds, etc.), starting resources such as Wealth and Prestige, and Personality Traits that govern how your character plays and interacts with the world. Please note that Personality Traits do not provide direct Characteristic modifiers; they certainly can impact Characteristics, but I am deliberately not illuminating or expounding on said impact.
2) Bigger numbers are better.
3) Certain choices add or subtract BP, or Bonus Points. You start with 5, and can go into the negatives. At the final stage of character creation, you'll be presented with a list of Traits, upgrades, and purchases you can spend BP on or which provide BP. The only requirement when it comes to BP is that you can't be in the negatives by the end of character generation, even if that means you have to load up on disadvantages.
4) Please do Plan voting at every stage of character generation.
5) This is an original setting, albeit one with parts shamelessly ripped off and stolen from established settings, so please do ask questions. Long experience has shown me that it is much easier for me to formulate and provide information piecemeal and then to compile it into bigger loredumps than it is for me to establish everything first (and I'm not sure people tend to read those large loredumps up front).



Now, for the actual options:

You are the daughter of a noble house fallen on hard times. Your father, once a Gifted Noble of great power and esteem, has seen his star fade.

Who is your father, and why has his star faded?
[_] Once General. Your father was a general in the Apétychen Reforging and won much acclaim in the early stages of the Reforging. Close to the end however, when coalitions of enemies proved to be stronger than expected, much of the blame for his army group's losses were laid at his feet by his enemies. The damage to his reputation was compounded when, soon after his wife's death in childbirth, one of his former enemies drew him into a relationship, leading to rumors of treason and sedition. Though his roll of honor protects him from dire consequences, he has few friends left willing to help him. You start with middling Prestige and Wealth, leftovers of your father's glory days. You gain a moderate bonus to Martial and Combat Characteristics, and can call on lingering military connections.

[_] Too Noble Scion. Your father was the scion of a noble house that rose to prominence in the wake of the Godswar. Once considered a strong contender for election to the position of Emperor, his strong anti-war stance gradually cost him influence, especially as the Reforging went on and a number of the Inner Planes were reincorporated into the Empire. The final nail in the coffin was when, shortly after his noble wife's death, he preempted the desired invasion of a weak but resource rich demiplane by marrying into its power structure, formally incorporating it into the Empire. His political opponents, who desired to exploit said demiplane, were not pleased, but the Emperor could not be persuaded to waste his armies subjugating and destroying a now-loyal vassal, and so instead they focused their efforts on destroying your father's powerbase and image, casting him as a craven traitor. Their efforts were not successful, but your family was left weak in the aftermath. You start with high Prestige but low Wealth, a result of your father spending freely to present himself as a good and charitable man. You gain a moderate bonus to Diplomacy and Intrigue, and have ties to a notable but not powerful Inner Plane vassal.

[_] Unlucky Businessman. Your father was a commoner with the misfortune of being born in one of the small, isolated towns where much of the population was Giftless. As a result, he too was born Giftless, which proved a struggle in his early life. Nonetheless, he persevered, earning an education and then starting a business that capitalized on some of the innovations and technological developments that came in the wake of the Godswar. He achieved great success, and even married into a minor Gifted house as part of a business merger. However, relations soured after his wife died, and business rivals began to circle. In an attempt to maintain his position he married again, but this only caused further issues with his former in-laws and left him with many enemies and few friends. You start with low Prestige but high Wealth, a consequence of your father's struggle to maintain his position. You gain a moderate bonus to Stewardship and Learning, and have ties to strong business interests within the Prime Remnant.


As you know, your father has had two daughters, one human and trueborn, the second metahuman and... debatably less so.

Which are you?
[_] Human. You are the firstborn, entirely human daughter of your father. Humanity is by far the largest branch of Metahumanity, making up a bare majority of the full population by everyone's best guess, and is the predominant ruling branch in the Prime Remnant and the closest of the Inner Planes. As a pure human you're unlikely to face racism, which smooths over social interactions and relations. However, it also isn't anything special, especially out in the Outer Planes where the demographics are much more varied. Provides +2 BP.

[_] Metahuman. You are the second, youngest daughter of your father. You are also a metahuman, a Child of the New Gods in some form or another. Specifically, you are a Near-Human, one of those sub-branches that is capable of reproducing and having children with the main branch of Humanity. This is somewhat problematic when it comes to the racist elements of the Apétychen Empire, which fortunately are not particularly dominant, though they are still influential. Conversely, your particular flavor of metahumanity may afford you greater connections in the Outer Planes – or lead to racism of a different sort depending on the situation. Near-Humans generally have some form of 'magic' beyond the form the Gift takes, a residual inheritance or genetic blessing from the New Gods that created them which grants them abilities beyond the human norm. The available Near-Human choices (which if this option wins will be voted on in the next stage) are Elf, Dragonborn, and Vampire.


And finally and most importantly, you did something that angered The Powers That Be and resulted in your lavish exile from the Empire. What was it?

[_] Incessant Dueling. Because of your family's questionable reputation, many people thought they could insult and belittle you, your father, and your family. Many of those people swiftly grew to regret their poor decisions, as you promptly dueled and humiliated them. This brought you to the attention of greater individuals and made you an object of amusement, and many subsequently made the same mistake. And were in turn humiliated. And so it went, until it seemed like you had dueled half the nobility of the Empire. Needless to say, you made a lot of enemies. You gain large bonuses to Combat Characteristics, and start with the Personality Traits Wroth and Brave.

[_] Sleeping Around. You were a very friendly, charming, and passionate young woman. A very friendly, very passionate one. This made you quite a few friends, but also caused innumerable political messes - especially since many of the people you were friendly with were nobles, and that caused no end of trouble. When irate families came after you, labeling you a Constantinian whore, you were left with few options. You gain a large bonus to Diplomacy, an... interestingly sourced but decently sized boost to Prestige on account of political connections, and start with the Personality Traits Lustful and Seductive.

[_] Political Ambitions. From an early age your eye was on a high position of power, the Senate or perhaps even a revitalized Emperor-hood. But your yearning for power wasn't especially subtle, and you left many injured enemies on your ceaseless climb upward. In the end you slipped, and they descended upon you like a pack of ravenous piranhas. You gain a large bonus to Intrigue, a lesser bonus to Learning, and start with the Personality Traits Proud and Ambitious.

Please do not post yet, I need four placeholder posts for later content.

Hallfdi was a study in contrasts. Not especially unique as far as demiplanes went, the tastes and predilections of the New Gods that focused on demiplane creation were eclectic at best, but still worth noting. Flat and warm along the outside, covered as far as the eye can see with fields of grains, wheat and barley and rice and maize and many more, the bulk of the demiplane's expanse was a veritable breadbasket. It was located in the middle of a cluster of other demiplanes, making it a center for what trade existed during the tumultuous Time of Madness, and its status as a beautiful favorite of some of the New Gods ensured its protection from those that would despoil it.

And now that the New Gods are gone for good and ill, many eyes turned on Hallfdi.

For though the outskirts were flat, the land curved as it turned inward, slowly and steadily inclining until it sharply spiked and then kept growing and growing. At the center was a great spire of rock forged in the image of Mount Parnaso, the largest mountain on what was once Earth, and spawned many legends since the time of its creation. So large, imposing, and twisted it was that it formed its own weather system, full of hailstorms and blizzards and thunderous tempests of lightning. And yet it was the insides that were legendary. Compositionally it was nothing special, bearing a notable amount of industrial materials but no fissile voidbreacher elements or exotic divine materials. However, the creatures that lived inside it were special. Great wingless lizards akin to wyrms whose blood when drank was rumored to heal all wounds, chimeric beasts capable of ripping through a dragon's scales, great bears with fur that shined like diamonds once brought out into the sun, and many other, lesser known metaspecies.

With only a moderate local industry, poor orbital defenses, and no real fleet to speak of, Hallfdi should have fallen immediately to some conqueror or greater power in the early stages of the Aftermath War. But what quashed the ambitions of lesser powers and made greater powers turn their eyes to easier marks was its population. Regular humans were in the minority, though not by much. Elves made up the next largest contingent, living close to the Great Mountain where the hazardous conditions were meaningless to them. Vampires that had refused Helios' predatory way of life and fled his wrath were known to reside among the populace, hidden but welcome. When combined with a collection of tamed Mountain Beasts, it meant that any would-be conqueror would have to be serious about taking the demiplane and rooting out opposition.

On its own, that should not have been enough. Orbital supremacy is king, after all, and tribute through tyranny is a viable, if inefficient, method of ruling. But even then, Hallfdi had a protector that kept it safe from raiders, pirates, and petty warlords: Aster, an elder Void Dragon. She roosted atop the Great Mountain and much liked the people of her home, and was grand and terrible enough that a fleet of proper warships would be necessary to lay her low. Not a grand fleet to be sure, but for many demiplanes dislodging an elder dragon would have required their full might and battered their fleet, leaving them open to their enemies. And so, it was only with the coming of the Apétychen Empire that Hallfdi was truly threatened.

But even then, because of your father's effort, it survived, and found itself a new protector.

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This next stage, in a sense, describes the people around you and how they impacted your life. It presents companions, connections, and enemies. Note that the choice of metahuman race is separate from the choice of roles. You can jointly include them in a plan (though I'd prefer you didn't), but I will tally them separately.

Your mother held notable influence with Hallfdi's power structure, enough that her marriage (along with a few ancillary details) was sufficient to bring the demiplane into the Empire. Who was she - and by extension, who are you?

[_] Elf.
Your mother was a Wyrmrider, a talented woman who had managed to, if not truly tame, then at least bond with one of the great lizards that burrowed through the innards of the Great Mountain. Between the inherent prestige of her position and the influence she held over mining consortiums on account of her ability to simply tunnel to precious resources, her word was much respected in the elven community. Her union with your father makes you an Elf. Elves are in tune with nature - literally. Extremely malleable in the physical sense, elves physically adapt to comfortably reside in whatever environment they are present in, acclimating over the course of hours and days. This malleability has other effects on their form, making them naturally faster, stronger, and more resilient when it comes to the ravages of age. You gain minor bonuses to Combat Characteristics and the Environmental Adaptation Trait, which allows you to adapt and thrive just about anywhere. You can stall this Adaptation for visual/stylistic reasons if you so desire. Elves are also the most plentiful type of Near-Human, making it the second-most common branch of Metahumanity (though Humans still have the definite majority).

[_] Dragonborn.
Void Dragons inherited unbridled lust from their progenitor, and Aster is no exception. As a result, there is an incredibly small but thriving Dragonborn community upon Hallfdi, all of whom can claim direct descent from Aster. Being descended from their greatest protector, the people of Hallfdi look upon the Dragonborn with varying amounts of awe, respect, and wariness, but all of them are influential. Your mother is one of those Dragonborn, and her union with your father in turn makes you a Dragonborn. Dragonborn are a hybrid caught halfway between human and dragon. While the exact manifestation of draconic characteristics varies, all have some extent of scaled skin, draconic limbs and appendages, wings, and horns. Their draconic form also grants them exceptional strength and the ability to survive in the Void - though, lacking true draconic wings, they are not exceptionally fast in the Void. You can major bonuses to Combat Characteristics, a Fire Breath Attack, and are related to a Dragon. Dragonborn are vanishingly rare outside of places frequented by Void Dragons, but all of them are directly and recently descended from Amathos, which has its own upsides and downsides. You do not start with Draconic Lust, but it is a valid Drawback to purchase later. -2 BP.

[_] Vampire.
Your mother was a hidden vampire within Hallfdi's human community, a significant political and economical leader among the farmers and industrialists with extensive ties to the demiplanes other leaders. Publicly, she was - and still is - the equivalent to a prime minister within their internal hierarchy, one that has reigned since before the Aftermath War. Her union with your father makes you a Vampire. The tragic spawn of Helios' cruelty and Nesele's submission, vampires are functionally identical to humans in appearance. The reality is far removed, however. Vampires are hemophages by design, requiring Human or Nearhuman blood to survive - animal blood is deliberately ineffective. Their inhuman nature gives them exceptional, disproportionate strength and speed, and provides them with a number of the advantages of the mythological creature they are based off of: sharp claws, impressive regeneration, the ability to turn into mist, retractable fangs, and an enthralling aura of charm. They are also known to uniformly be the victims of a genuine curse, an oddity in the history of the Gift. Laid upon them by Nesele when she finally abandoned Helios, vampires are cursed to be weak in the presence of fire. It burns away their mist, hampers or disables their regeneration (depending on whether they're near fire or on fire), and generally weakens them. When exposed to actual sunlight, they even begin to burn and wither. They do not, however, have to sleep through the day, in a coffin, in the soil of their home, or any other fictional tripe like that. They are alive, and capable of the full range of human emotion. You gain exceptional bonuses to Combat Characteristics (above Dragonborn), a Regeneration Factor, the ability to turn into a mistform, and a small bonus to Diplomacy. You also develop a Weakness to Fire and burn when exposed to direct sunlight (use a thick umbrella). By default your nature as a vampire is unknown, but you can choose to forgo this as a Drawback later. Generally speaking, people don't look kindly on vampires outside of certain accepting societies; Helios and the vampires that stuck with him left a very bad impression. Vampires are rare, but not unheard of, and it's quite likely that in any demiplane with a sizeable population there are at least a few vampires. -4 BP.


There were a number of people who were important to you, and who played major roles in your exile. What role did they play?

Please note that when making plans, make sure to include the Tags, and that all roles are filled (i.e. one Companion, one Ally, one Enemy).

Your sister: Your sister from another mother. Presently she is aggressively undefined, since her personality and skills depend extensively on this next choice. Regardless of choice, your sister will be presented with the same spread of options as you (save Metahuman race and a few Gift options, + some others I didn't feel appropriate for a main PC) and will be on the same skill level as you.

[_] [Sister] Companion.
Many considered your elder sister's situation to be an awkward one. Perhaps it was. Still, you didn't let that bother you. Despite being born at different times to different mothers, you were thick as thieves, and when you turned your eyes on politics, she was always there to support you. That may not have been the best decision, in retrospect, and you were both exiled as one. Now she stands at your side as you go to forge your future. You gain a closely related peer that is on your general skill level. She will not be better than you in your chosen field, though she may end up being just as good. -1 BP.

[_] [Sister] Ally.
You were never especially close with your sister. The difference in mothers and race formed a wedge between you, such that you never truly bonded. You were still friends, and helpful to one another, but your life took you along different paths and you drifted apart. Still, when you drew upon you the ire of your enemies, she was there to help once more, arranging the opportunity to become a Far Trader rather than having you suffer some more unpleasant fate. You have a peer ally/friend in the Empire, but she's not going to go to bat for you.

[_] [Sister] Enemy.
You don't know where it went wrong. You were close in your youth, but something happened and then you became the bitterest of enemies. At first it was just petty insults, but soon enough you were tearing into each other's friends, relationships, and dreams. When all your schemes were ruined, it was your sister who sent them tumbling down. You have a bitter enemy in the Empire who is at least your peer and wants you dead or gone. +1 BP.


Your lover: You had a close friend, a boyfriend or girlfriend with which you may have been in love. They are not as good as you, but they are still capable.

[_] [Lover] Companion.
You're not married, but it's sort of debatable whether that even matters. Within weeks of meeting you were inseparable, and when it came to your hopes and dreams you worked as one. This did ultimately have its consequences, but you bore them together. You gain a close advisor that isn't on your level but that will have complementary skills and be strong where you're weak or average.

[_] [Lover] Ally.
The two of you were in somewhat lengthy relationship, but it never really worked out. Too much about you annoyed them, too much about them annoyed you, and in the end your lives pulled you in separate directions. Still, you parted on good terms, and when your star started declining they offered you a way out for old times' sake. You have an ally/friend in the Empire, but they're not especially close or exceptionally capable.

[_] [Lover] Enemy.
You were close - once. You might have even gotten married, had things gone differently. But then your ambitions and theirs clashed horribly, and love turned to rank and bitter hatred. With knowledge of your weaknesses and plans they tore into you, ripping apart your dreams until they were little more than idle fancy, and leaving you to face your host of enemies alone. You have a bitter enemy in the Empire who is not quite your peer and wants you dead or gone, and also has your measure.


Your mentor: The Steel Maiden is a few centuries too old for 'Maiden' to still apply in your opinion, but you've never dared to voice that aloud. (In)famous within the Empire for being the only woman to tell Amathos to fuck off and never succumb, she has extensive experience, connections, and influence.

[_] [Mentor] Companion.
Many were intensely jealous when the Steel Maiden took you on as a protégé. You're still not sure how you caught the attention of such an august personage. All you know is that her guidance and advice helped you make it as far as you did, and that the eyes of the Empire's power players all bulged with various emotions when she decided to join you on your exile. You gain an omnidisciplinary master as an advisor. You have no clue why the hell she decided to come with you. -3 BP.

[_] [Mentor] Ally.
You fought hard to gain the attention and favor of the Steel Maiden. In the end, and after a lot of effort, she took a shine to you and taught you some of what she knew - and almost all of what you know. She always kept you at a distance however, though when certain facts about your plans and actions emerged she pulled strings that saw you escape an unpleasant doom. You have an omnidisciplinary master in the Empire as a former mentor and acquaintance. She's not going to go to work for you without a reason, but when she does you can be assured it will be with great effect.

[_] [Mentor] Enemy.
Once, you caught the eye of the Silver Maiden. Once, you were her prize pupil. Once. You're still not entirely sure what you did wrong, but you have a strong suspicion that it had to be the way you dealt with some of your enemies. Having taught you everything you know, she knew exactly where to press and tear to make sure everything fell apart for you, and when you stood amid the ashes of your plans, she made her contempt for you exceptionally clear. You have an omnidisciplinary master as bitter enemy in the Empire. This greatly complicates any future actions or associations you might wish to have in the Empire (such as acquiring ships, trade goods/routes, reinforcements, etc.). +3 BP.

As a final note, I have updated the World Details post with some details about Religion and Gods. More stuff will be steadily posted over the coming week.