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Thalassophobia.


Named for the depths of its facilities, the spire was built with one goal in mind: Progress. On paper, it was simple. A structure constructed in the ever-stirring oceans, taking in the tidal flux as energy, researching the magical influence that lay hidden in the sparkling sea. Helmed by the great Marquess of Science, its polished veneers have stood year by year, producing excellent results, studying its environs with a precise eye for detail.


You know better.


No altruistic work was being done here. No fine-toothed comb brushed upon oceanic artifacts, no intense understanding of the clearly arcane-infused waters. This was nothing but a glorified encampment, all to amass and grow military might. Yet a breakthrough was still made. Beings that could stop wars singlehandedly. Soldiers capable of restoring entire contingents of dying men. Children who were able to pull a spark of the divine into themselves, wholly, and act as a fraction of the tempo that holds us all together.


You fortunate few. Like Nails, hammered into place.

Roleplay: ★★★☆☆ (3/5)
Combat: ★★★★★ (5/5)
Exploration: ★★★★★ (5/5)
where does it end where does it end where does it end: ★★★★★★★★★★ (10/5)


    • Absolute Power Corrupts Absolutely

    • Learned Helplessness

    • Ethics and the Lack Thereof

    • Upheaval of Hierarchical Systems

    • Solidarity and its Strength

    • Psychological, Existential, and Body Horror

    • Sinister Manipulation and Deception

    • Experimentation and Eugenics

    • Gross Negligence of Ethics

    • Depicted Violence

  • Age Restriction: 21+

    Genre: Dungeon Crawl, Horror

    System: D&D 5E, Level 5+ OR Level 9+

    Max No. of Players: 6 Players

    Price Per Session per Player: $35

    No. of Sessions: 20+, 4 sessions per arc

    Time: 3 hours per session.Date dependent according to the group.

TWO STARTING POINTS TO CHOOSE FROM

JAILBREAK (Level 5+)

Carve the Path
You awaken in a cold, dark cell, wires jammed into veins, memory hazy. Wires dig into your bones, shimmering ether clouding your vision.

As your head clears of the swirling confusion buried in the recesses of your mind, a quiet, yet unstoppably growing whisper enters your mind, speaking one word:

Run.

BREACH (Level 9+)

Forge the Future

They took everything from you. They believed you to be pacified. They foolishly let you leave. 

Break their callous spirits. Prove that you are their biggest mistake. Acquaint them with the divinity of the rhythm that beats within your chest.

Welcome home, dear Nail. The time has come to show them the meaning of your name.

A Note from Lore Master Mei

Within the Unified Principality of Chen Yii, just three hundred and eighty-seven years after the momentous discoveries made within the sacred forest of the Crimson Isle, the Princeps grows anxious and paranoid. Orders have been made to innovate, to expand military force, to prepare for the worst, at all costs. Thus, in an effort to please his leader, the ever-loyal Marquess of Science has crafted the perfect weapon: You.

Dearest player, in this setting, you are one of many Nails of Ascension. Living conduits of the Divine Rhythm, channeling the pulse that beats through all magic and life alike. Through the many attempts it has taken to forge one like you, innumerable mistakes and failures have been made. Yet as far as the Marquess is concerned, every aspect of your kind is perfect. All documentation, all record of your progress shows complete and utter divinity, for you are perfection incarnate.

Choose the story you wish to tell: JAILBREAK, a tale of hardship, of survival, and wretched beings attempting to escape their captors, or BREACH, a legend of vengeance, of debts to be paid, of reclaiming that which was stolen.

I leave you with this, dear player: 

Will you finally claim freedom, or burn in the legacy that you wished to set ablaze?

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