Rumors in the World Between I

Rumors are one of my favorite ways to deliver setting information and adventure seeds.  Here are some from my World Between setting:

Caligari

“Nothing moves in Caligari without the consent of the United Trade Guild.”

† Geoffrey Delp, master inquisitive

“The state religion of Caligari is all mumbo-jumbo. Haven’t you ever noticed how the Chosen of

the Lady talk about feeding the hungry and helping the poor, yet the High Elect wear robes cut

from the finest white silk?”

† Mary Tuelswatter, dressmaker to the hideously rich

“Anything can be had in the back streets of Caligari if you’ve got the right handful of coins.

There are taverns and cabarets if you want to drink your troubles away. It’s not hard to find a

gambling den or a fighting pit if you’re in the mood to squander your silver on a bet. If you’re

looking for opium or a bawdy house—we’ve got that too.”

† Pearlina Smoothbottom, procuress of dubious virtue

Frostreave

“In the northmost realms, the baleful stars shine the brightest. The unknowable evils represented

by the constellations Kairon's Belt, the Gibbering Maw, and the Crown of Embers keep a close

watch over the Winterlands; some travelers report encountering the avatars of those fell celestial

bodies in the world's forsaken places.”

† Serrun Gloambeard, rogue astrologer

“Katrina Rimeheart has struck a strange bargain with the disgraced and dishonored dwarves who

inhabit the Seelie keeps within the great mountains of the North. She trades them the hair of her

maiden subjects for enchanted engines of war. The dwarves have given her a form of aerial

conveyance that is powered by ethereal gases. They call this transport a ‘zeppelin’ and are

preparing to test its effectiveness in a campaign against a giant's stronghold.”

† Kras Demmering, runebearer

The Ghael Isles

“It is said that certain warlocks have the power to allow the specters trapped in the Wailing

Labyrinth to escape their eternal bondage for a brief spell. Those people get ‘ridden’ or possessed

by the spirits they’ve been in contact with…sometimes they speak in a voice long dead or

evidence knowledge of secrets long buried. Of course, most spiritualists are just con men.”

† Tilney Junks, hexmage of the Green Isle

“The Isle of Domagio is home to monstrous reptilian beasts, lizardmen, frogmen, and powerful

medicinal plants. The Isle is said to be a place where time is forever out of joint.”

† Garwise-the-Axe, big game hunter