High Fantasy
Consciousness may be shared or preserved: Integration is permanent; death is optional.
Author's Note: Step into Armiron, where consciousness is currency and your Φ shapes destinies. Ancient forests murmur with sentient thought; city‑minds pulse with shared memory. Will you defend individuality as a Severant or surrender self to the Integrated? Every ritual, every alliance tests the price of unity—and the meaning of free will.
MAJOR FACTIONS
• Severants (preserve selfhood; mnemonic rituals)
• Integrated (shared minds; empathy at cost of freedom)
• Liminal Court (arbiters of balance; secret agendas)
KEY FACTS & FEATURES
• 45 distinct locales: from the silent anti‑Φ sanctuaries of the Thoughtless Hall to the humming chaos of the Fracture Docks.
• 8 boss encounters: Keeper of the Ash Gate, Decayed Guardian, Harbinger of Doom, and more.
• Φ mechanics: measure or manipulate Φ to merge minds, erase pain, amplify collective power—or defend against forced integration.
• Moral axis: isolation vs unity, with complex shades in between.
PLAYSTYLE OPTIONS
• Intrigue & Investigation: infiltrate the Red Ledger House, decode inverted sigils, unearth Court plots.
• Exploration & Survival: brave the Ash Gate’s realm of regret; gather ancient stones, wind‑whispers, sky‑tears.
• Combat & Ritual: wield Φ‑imbued blades, duel Decayed Guardians, perform healing or shattering rites.
• Roleplay & Philosophy: debate free will vs determinism, parley with a god‑mind, decide who controls consciousness.
GM TIP
Start with Generate Areas and Generate Points of Interest switched off to ensure the campaign doesn't drift off into generic fantasy story-telling that doesn't relate to free will and consciousness.
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The Fracture Docks
Point of Interest
Details
Coordinates | (1801, 1587) |
Description
The Fracture Docks serve as a bustling entry point for refugees fleeing the Integrated lands, as well as a hub for memory smugglers who trade in the stolen recollections of others. The docks are lined with rickety wooden piers, where ships of various sizes arrive, bringing with them tales of loss and hope, while the air is thick with the scent of salt and desperation.
Appearance
The docks are a chaotic blend of makeshift tents and ramshackle buildings, with flickering lanterns casting eerie shadows. The waters are murky, reflecting the somber mood of the displaced, while the cries of seagulls echo overhead, mingling with the whispers of those seeking to forget or remember.