Londontown was a shell of the metropolitan center it once was, or at least what it may have been in some other lifetime. Now, the survivors of the city desperately try to hang on each as they scramble to evade the crushing tyranny of the Horned King, the ever-present spying of Ratigan's forces, and the compassionless exploitation of each other.
A rare establishment of hospitality within the city was the Rose and Crown pub.
The Rose and Crown pub was empty at the moment. It usually was. The occasional "patron" might venture out for some regular food, or a small crowd might spill in from the street looking for a place of refuge from a wandering corpse animated by the terrible Horned King.
A sound of rushing wind and the tiny bell attached to the front door alerted the pub owner to the presence of a guest. The man adjusted his cap and returned from the back kitchen to the dining room. He observed the stranger: an elderly man with a flowing silvery beard, blue robes, a steeple-like blue hat, and a plain traveling case.
"Good day to you! That's a nice whistle you're wearing. Have a seat and give your plates a rest. " The pub-owner called out with a thick Cockney accent laden with rhyming slang.
"I do not know where she is. Not yet." The strange man responded seriously.
"Beggin' your pardon, Gov'na?"
"Oh, you hadn't asked me yet. You will. How does one start these conversations…" The stranger muttered to himself.
"Oh yes. Hello. You must be-"
"You can call me Bert. And welcome to my humble establish..."
"Yes, thank you. Tea. I brought my own sugar."
"I was just about to -"
"I am not going to apologize for answering your questions before you ask them, sir." the wizard responded curtly.
"Noone has time for that."
Bert called back for a cup of tea and the man in blue sat down and began rifling through his bag. He set a sugar bowl on the table, which saluted with a little spoon while waiting to be useful. The sugar bowl was paid no attention by its master as a finely dressed penguin delivered the cup. The sugar bowl began dutifully shoveling sugar from its vessel into the pale liquid.
"Are you looking for lodging, or just traveling through, Gov'na? Passerbys rarely are as… confident as yourself as they stumble in here. If you don't mind me saying, sir."
"Looking for lodging? In a suitcase?! Certainly not." The stranger looked up from the bag.
I'm Merlin The Sorcerer. Certainly you've heard… no, I suppose not. Yes, here it is!" Merlin reached in and pulled out a large green kite from the smallish bag.
"What's the phrase you young kids use here? Robert's your uncle!" Merlin proclaimed proudly, and practically pushed the kite into Bert's hands.
A feeling of static rushed over the man, and a mysterious breeze ruffled Bert's hair and tossed his hat on the ground. From far off the former chimney sweep could swear he heard the bugle horn of a hunting party and singing and the melodic tones of a carousel.
"
My word." Bert stared at the kite for a long moment, and from the door to the kitchen, three little penguins spied fretfully.
"My word! How does this kite exist! This kite was never fixed by… by… or I just can't quite remember. But why should I remember, it never happened! How did you get this?"
"That's a long story, my lad. But you are right - it never happened. It is from the before times. Before this awful mess." Merlin gestured angrily out the front windows.
"You hang that on your wall. It's been enchanted by me and… well others. It's magic will bring you the help you need."
"Help? I have my three mates in the back" at this, the penguins scattered from their position at the kitchen door
, "I'm not sure what other help I need?"
"Not to run this pub! Help to save the world!" Merlin stood up suddenly, and unceremoniously grabbed his little sugar bowl and dropped it into his travel bag. Sugar and spilled tea were splattered across the table but the wizard didn't seem to notice.
"Hang it up, and think how you can help with … this!" He gestured again out the windows with frantic waving.
"That's the problem. No one knows how to think anymore." Merlin gathered his robes around himself and walked towards the front door.
"You can't be leaving now. I have so many questions!"
"I have time to answer one."
Bert hesitated a moment while weighing all that was going through his mind. Then he half-shouted,
"Where's Mary Poppins?"
"
See. I knew you'd ask that!" And looking pleased with himself, Merlin vanished from the doorway in an explosion of sparkling light and howling wind.
"Blimey." Then with a resolute whistle, Bert called out to his penguin waiters.
"C'mon chaps! Get me a nail or three and a hammer. You heard the wizard!"
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Welcome to
Heroes of Londontown. This game is set within the Disney Villain's Victorious (DVV) universe (Classic Setting), specially starting in the remains of Londontown. This is a setting where a great cataclysmic event collided and combined the settings of many Disney properties, but all with the expectation that their villains won. Now, the most powerful of these villains reign and king and queens over their respective lands across the globe.
Check out the
DVV Google Drive and
Discord for more information about the setting, developed RPG rules, and spin-off materials. You can see some other quests set in the DVV Universe
HERE and
HERE
Heroes of Londontown is a faction management game, and will follow a small group of heroes, all Disney characters, pulled together by magic and fate. My mechanical inspirations include Fate, Blades in the Dark and other PBTA games, the Doctor Who Solitaire Story Game, and the many wonderful quests on this site.
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Heroes:
Bert -
Diplomacy 1, Stewardship 1, Magic 1
Proprietor of the Rose and Crown: When Bert is assigned to Manage the Rose and Crown Pub, the Challenge is reduced by 1.
Former Chimney Sweep: Bert gains +1 when interacting with Londontown's Chimney Sweeps, and +1 Espionage related to navigating urban environments.
Locations:
Rose and Crown Pub-
Penguin Waitstaff
Items:
Broken Kite (Touchstone)-
Qualities unknown
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Bert spends his next days attempting to go about business as usual, but he keeps finding himself staring at the Kite hanging on the wall…
Meanwhile, the magic Merlin had caused to be placed within the Kite had been reaching out to find heroes to aid Bert in a quest he had yet to understand.
Several Heroes will arrive to create the faction with Bert. Choose which of these traits you would prioritize in these Heroes. Choose three, although you may repeat a choice.
[ ] Martial
[ ] Diplomacy
[ ] Espionage
[ ] Industry
[ ] Leadership
[ ] Science
[ ] Magic
[ ] Learning
[ ] Stewardship