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+ <p>An Introduction to Apocrypha</p>
+<p>---</p>
+<p>title: &quot;An Introduction to Apocrypha&quot;</p>
+<p>updated: &quot;2017-12-23 Sat 14:21&quot;</p>
+<p>categories: AP</p>
+<p>---</p>
+<p>Apocrypha is a world of mystery and forgotten history, built from first principles and the realization that even simple truths have consequences.</p>
+<p>My goal with building the world of Apocrypha is to create a generic fantasy world which is both suitable for books and for use with TRPGs, and is designed somewhere on the coherency spectrum between the Forgotten Realms and Discworld.</p>
+<p>Though it is being designed to function with the 5th edition of &lt;a href=&quot;<a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dungeons_%26_Dragons">https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dungeons_%26_Dragons</a>&quot;&gt;Dungeons &amp; Dragons&lt;/a&gt; in mind, I am also haphazardly designing a TRPG of my own which may be abandoned along the way, but draws inspiration from Apocrypha as well as breathing life back into it. Over the last 2 months, I've found that working on one usually generates ideas that are applicable to the other, and overall energy for both projects benefits from this dynamic.</p>
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+<li><span class="link-main"><a class="" href="thegournalgeographicaffairs.html" title="Published on 2017-12-23">The Gournal of Geographic Affairs: The Sun-Touched Mountain</a></span><span class="link-categories"></span></li>
+<li><span class="link-main"><a class="" href="anintroductiontoapocrypha.html" title="Published on 2017-12-23">An Introduction to Apocrypha</a></span><span class="link-categories"></span></li>
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+ <h2 id="regions-of-the-north">Regions of the North</h2>
+<p>The North is comprised of seven major areas, the White, the Wall, the Wastes (or Spiritlands), the Chill-Lands, Fort North, the Vast, and the Sunpeaks.</p>
+<h3 id="the-white">The White</h3>
+<p>The White is a region of bitter cold at the northern edge of the world. It is constantly snowing from an eternal blizzard that swirls around the edge of the world. It's chilling winds and subzero temperatures make the White one of the most inhospitable places in existence. But it is not empty.</p>
+<p>Ice wights roam the icy plane, remnants of those who knew the land before the coming of the storm. But even these are benign compared to the greatest danger of the frozen north, The White Death.</p>
+<p>Her lair lies hidden in mountain crag, covered deep with snow. The greatest of her kind, the White Death is an ice dragon of unspeakable size and power. It is said that she has seen beyond the boundary of the world and glimpsed the great beyond. She wants to forget.</p>
+<p>Her presence in the cavern inadvertently protects one of the eight Shadefalls (the permanent anchor and gateway to one of the eight shades, in this case, the Icebright), from which she also is able to draw energy to heal herself and power her Icy Breath, which magnified by the power of the Shadefall, has the ability to turn creatures fully caught in it to ice.</p>
+<h3 id="the-wall">The Wall</h3>
+<p>TODO - Goblins, Giants, and the Throne on the Golden Road</p>
+<h3 id="the-wastes-the-spiritlands">The Wastes (the Spiritlands)</h3>
+<p>Roving tribes of frost goliath and half-frost goliath barbarians roam the area known as the Wastes. Drawn to the area by the presence of the Giants to the north, the barbarians are always alert to the dangers of the Frozen Throne and regularly form war parties to destroy whatever designs or advances are made by the Frost Giant kingdom.</p>
+<p>They do not do so out of any loyalty to the empire, but out of a sense of reverence to the land itself and for some, a sense of paternalist duty towards the unknowing smallfolk to the south.</p>
+<p>The tribes come together for the biennial meeting at the ancient circle of stone known as 'gianthome'. It is a sacred location and is said to be the location of the ancient ritual which created the first goliath.</p>
+<p>TODO - Gianthome Circle, non-goliath inhabitants, faunus, spirits</p>
+<h3 id="the-chill-lands">The Chill-Lands</h3>
+<p>TODO - Twelve-Towns</p>
+<h3 id="fort-north">Fort North</h3>
+<p>The only part of the north which can accurately be described as being controlled by the Empire.</p>
+<p>TODO - Fort North</p>
+<h3 id="the-vast">The Vast</h3>
+<p>The mountain plateau of swirling frozen wind and thousands of natural shifting gateways into the Icebright. The entire area is suffused with magic, which causes creatures that spend too long inside the area to grow in size and risk becoming shaded.</p>
+<p>A creature shaded by the Icebright, cannot leave the Icebright or the Vast without suffering penalties [???]. A creature born in the Vast which has resistance to either Radiant or Cold damage may be able to gain the benefits to size given by the Vast without becoming shaded.</p>
+<p>TODO - magic of the vast, geography, peoples</p>
+<ol>
+<li><p>Cities in the Vast:</p>
+<ol>
+<li><p>Monastery of the North Wind</p>
+<p>TODO</p></li>
+<li><p>City of Glass</p>
+<p>Home to a powerful sorcerer [Air Genasai Frozen Heart Sorcerer 18/Patron 5] who TODO</p></li>
+</ol></li>
+</ol>
+<h3 id="the-sunpeaks">The Sunpeaks</h3>
+<p>Huge mountains. Connected to the Upperlight. Sun-soul monks and clerics of Tabor. Conflict with the Coastal Colonies (and Black Tongues, who have tried to take it over) . Not officially part of the empire, though not for lack of trying on the part of the Emperor and the nearby barons.</p>
+<p>TODO - Description of warming due to gateway, sunlight, constant daytime</p>
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+ <p>The Gournal of Geographic Affairs: The Sun-Touched Mountain</p>
+<p>---</p>
+<p>title: &quot;The Gournal of Geographic Affairs: The Sun-Touched Mountain&quot;</p>
+<p>updated: &quot;2017-12-23 Sat 14:21&quot;</p>
+<p>categories: AP, WP</p>
+<p>---</p>
+<p>Welcome Readers, to the second Special Edition of our illustrious catalog of facts and figures.</p>
+<p>Last year, after our exploration of the Lowerdark's Cragmag Caverns proved such a fantastic success, we set our sights higher: to answer a [nagging] reader's question. Lola, age 8, from the Valanacian city of Florora, has been sending us letters. Over two hundred letters to be precise. Each has asked the same question,</p>
+<p>&quot;Deer GGE, what is the talest mowntun [sic] in the world?&quot;</p>
+<p>And while we don't usually reward improper spelling, her insistence, and the fact that no expert in the world seemed to know a precise answer, convinced us to settle it once and for all. Who knew that simple question one year ago would spark a fantastic journey of discovery and collaboration that may have ramifications beyond what we dreamed possible. Returning laden with treasures only one month ago, the GEE (&amp; co.) Expedition has brought us the greatest treasure of all: an answer.</p>
+<p>Dear Lola,</p>
+<p>The greatest mountain in the world stands atop the far-northern range of snowy mountains known as the Sunpeaks.</p>
+<p>Since the entire northern ridge is filled with enormous mountains dwarfing (or maybe even gnoming) all other mountains found elsewhere, it was rather difficult for our sages here at the Imperial Center for Geographical Excellence to locate the general area of the range in which the peak might exist, much less its correlative parallel, and the sheer size of the range combined with its namesake ever-present blinding sunlight made clairvoyance and scrying spells of little use above 50,000 ft.</p>
+<p>Yes, you read that right. 50,000. That's almost three times the height of Mount Pang and twice that of the Skyknife, but in the Sunpeaks, that's barely passing for average.</p>
+<p>But fear not dear readers. The Geournal for Geographical Excellence is here to quench your thirst for knowledge. For comparing the several dozen peaks which form the Upper Cluster, we had to go to extreme lengths (and heights). Simply put, we had to go there.</p>
+<p>With our collaborative sponsors, The Community Climber, Aerial Affairs, Snowpeak Tea, and a grant from the Ministry of Maps, we raised 1.3 million Imperial silver swans (a little more than the monthly taxpayer cost to support an entire legion of cavalry), to finance a voyage into the unknown, staking both our reserves and our reputation on the Expedition.</p>
+<p>We spared no cost, hiring only the best of the best. Trackers, weatherworkers, guards, and guides, we set out into the Plateau of the Sun to find our answer.</p>
+<p>Six months we searched the pockets of mountains that exceeded our 50,000 mark, listening to local legends, sending up balloons, and using a combination of our savvy and our ability to take small arcane gateways to cross from peak to peak. And those were fruitful months, even though we had yet to locate our quarry, days spent mapping and drawing, nights spent gazing into the clearest sky anywhere in the world (and then mapping and drawing it too)!</p>
+<p>We had found mountains. Tall ones. But had we found the tallest?</p>
+<p>We wouldn't know for almost three more months. The answer, it seemed, was always no. We would crest a peak, only to find another rising above us on the horizon. We had to to maintain a constant litany of darksight spells to see (without going blind) and frost spells to avoid melting (while in the sun) and fire spells to avoid freezing (while in the shade).</p>
+<p>We had to conjure air to breathe.</p>
+<p>And it was in these inhospitable conditions that we found them. Not mountains, those would come later, but our guides and our salvation.</p>
+<p>We were somewhere precisely north of the 47th parallel, when one of our forward seers called for a halt. He had found a body. We assumed the worst, and began to prepare a frost-bag for storing it to take back with us when we came down the mountain (as we'd had to do with most of our veritable zoo of animals by this point).</p>
+<p>Imagine our surprise when the body rose to greet us with a smile.</p>
+<p>He was a bald human man, and no more than a few years into his young adulthood, and was absolutely blind, and fairly near naked. He led us to his small mountain abode, filled with others like him. They called themselves monks, but when I asked them about their order, they had none!</p>
+<p>Though I would have offered the poor unregistered fellows use of my official quill and Imperial ink (had it not been alternatively frozen and then boiled) to register with an approved order, they assured me that they had no interest in the ways of the 'folk from down below'. Upon our request (and a few oddities accepted in exchange, namely a small bowl made of True Timber and a pair of hollow diamonds) the unregistered 'monks' agreed to aid us towards our goal (though I gathered the distinct impression that they very much acquiesced primarily in order to rid themselves of us).</p>
+<p>Two weeks after meeting with the 'monks' we had found it.</p>
+<p>The Sun-Touched Mountain.</p>
+<p>So, Lola, I'm sure you're lost interest by now, being the petulant and insistent child that you are, but deep within the Sunpeaks, beyond the ken of the civilized peoples, stands the tallest mountain in the world.</p>
+<p>We didn't climb it; we didn't dare. And our humble guides requested that we saved ourselves the trouble. For we had found it. High above the world, on a ridge of mountains the locals call 'The Edge' stands the impossibly massive peak.</p>
+<p>Shrouded from below by almost constant cloud-cover and the jutting cliffs of that massive ridge, we only dared observe it from afar. The expanse between the ridge and the cluster we found ourselves on was measured in miles.</p>
+<p>Our best calculations put the height of the Sun-Touched Mountain at a staggering 179,400 ft. And at it's peak, a brilliant day's Sun.</p>
+<p>I'll never forget the sight.</p>
+<p>Thank you Lola. Now please stop writing us.</p>
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