The Exalted Dawning
A fantasy RPG campaign crossbreeding Earthdawn and Exalted in a non-published world-setting.
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Major Features of the Realm
The City Kingdoms of the Empire and beyond
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Upon this world there lived two races, Man and Orrak. The Orrak ran free in the hardy wilds and Man lived in the lush and fertile lands where he built his cities. Though wars did sometimes rage between the races, even amongst themselves, the world was at peace. Then there was the coming of the Infernum, ending the Fifth Age.

Bitter creatures from beyond all that man has known, they traveled to this world and devastated it. Even the mighty dragons were unable to stop them. Slowly the last of the people of this world gathered in Athor, the remaining safe realm. It served as the final bastion against the dark forces that twisted the surrounding realms. Here the people cried out to the ancient gods for saviors, and the ancient gods cried out to the Mother, the living essence of this world, a Celestial. But the Infernum and their hunger to devour had weakened her, so she called to the other Celestials.

A pact was born as the ancient gods were willingly slain by the Celestials and their power tied to the heavenly beings. Even the Mother did take the power of her own children, the dragons. And thus the power was given to the people. The Mother gave the dragons’ power to some of Man and they became the Sylvan (sill-vin), who would be forever marked by the dragon-blood that empowered them. The Moon took the power of the goddess of the beasts and gave it to the Orraks, making them the Skarans (scar-ans), who would find the power to shape themselves into bestial forms. The Great Orbs of Light took the builder’s power and gave their prophecy to those men who would be Duagirda (dwa-gird-ah). And finally the Great Father Sun took the power of the strongest protector and created the Cederi (si-dairy). These would form the army of the light, driving the darkness back from Athor. But the rest of the world was lost as the Mother Celestial died, leaving Athor all that would be livable.

The Cederi ruled the people wisely and kindly for untold ages. But eventually they fell to the very corruption they sought to banish. The Sylvan rose up, for they were greatest in number, and slew the darkened Cederi and all the others who were empowered by the Celestial forces, the Skarans and the Duagirda. The Sylvan took up the reigns of power as the Celestial allies were destroyed or banished from Athor for their dark deeds.

The Sylvan ruled well until the coming of the Malfaes. After the Great War the borders of Athor had become unpassable. Mountains too high too climb in the West, frozen snowdrifts to the North, a tempest in the sea to the East and a boiling cauldron in the sea to the South. It was a shock to the people when the first of the Malfae came through these borders and attempted their own invasion of Athor. The Sylvan brought their people to the inland sea to the great island of Drakos. Here one Sylvan would rise above the others, grasping the old artifacts of the Cederi and using them to stop the Malfae. She was Aluaran, named after an ancient god from before the Great War. She would rise as Empress to Athor and rule for hundreds of years.

Recently the Empress has vanished, though most are unaware of such. It is said she is on sabbatical, meditating upon a new threat that has arisen, the Deathlords and their servants the Lahrago. The Lahrago are very much like the Cederi, but their powers deal in death and the spirit realms, places sane folk never touch upon.

In the wild lands, far from Drakos, the descendants of the few remaining Skaran live, the Beast-Peoples, led by the greatest of their number, the Orks. In these wild lands many Malfae still run free and mingle, and even rule, the common peoples so far from the seat of the Athorian Empire. And still there are those races of Malfae that have come about that live with mankind. And finally there are the Infernals, those touched upon by the Infernum and given the same kind of power as the other Celestial touched once had.

Return of the Cederi
In recent years the Cederi have returned, their eternal spirits reborn into a new generation of heroes. Unfortunately the old religions of the Realm have made it clear that the Cederi were corrupted denizens who ruled through tyranny, the people of Athor. So these new Cederi must hide their true power and form. Along the way they have discovered that not all Duagirda and Skaran have died as well, and the Celestial powers slowly return to this world as the powers of the Sylvan begin to inexplicably weaken bit by bit with each generation.

You are a Cederi, your soul is older than most can count. You are empowered by the Celestial Sun to do his bidding. When your kind was darkened, his back did turn to you, but your penance is almost done and the time to bring light to the world is upon you again. You can return to the hero you were, the Celestial Sun has graced you with his light once more; will you rise to the challenge that your former self failed before? Can you set right a world in chaos, surrounded by darkness?

You are Cederi
You will play the role of a Cederi reborn. Within you resides an ancient spirit, and the Great Father Sun has sparked the power that lay dormant within it. You may have brief visions of a past life, lived over a thousand years ago, long before your ancestors were even born, you may even gain an ability or two that your spirit once possessed when it was someone else, a powerful Cederi that ruled Athor long ago. But you are not that Cederi, that hero fell from grace. The spirit that resides within you has been given a second chance, with you. There are no voices that speak in your head, no advice from times past; simply a power, a few memories, and knowing that the Great Father Sun has placed into you the spirit of a hero so that you can do what they did not.

At some point, your character encountered something, had a revelation, etc. You suddenly could do something, knew something, saw things, which you never could before, and you could do so at magical levels. Thus you were given a vision from the Great Father Sun, where you had a glimpse of who your spirit last inhabitated as a Cederi so long ago. Thus you were given the intimate knowledge of what you must do.

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Athor is a land of conflict, contradiction and beautiful harmony, all at once; her borders defined by both natural and mystical barriers and her people an elegant yet unrestrained mix. Athor is roughly two months good riding from the base of the Koln Mountain Range to the city of Coasthaven and about one and one-half months good ride from the delta of the Serpent’s Run River to Hisilome. Her Western borders are consumed by an ever-rising mountain range, the Koln, the Solace Forest of huge redwoods and sequoia trees, and the Sea of Tears, formed by the eons of slight melting off of the Ice Fall glacier range which occupies her northern border along with the coniferous Frostwood forest. Here the snowfall occasionally comes down a half-week or so ride south of the Frostwood in winter. Her eastern border leads to the Stormsea, and several days sailing to the east ends in certain death at the hands of a sheer wall of violent tempests both on and under the water. Traveling south from Athor, the waters of Firesea and sky begin to heat until finally they boil and burn anything sailing on them or attempting to fly over them. Even the southeast portion of Athor has become a somewhat inhospitable climate known as the Badlands, as great winds sweep across the heated scrub-plains and deserts, with only pockets of fertile land escaping the dry windy heat.

The major inland features of Athor are:
Solace Forest: This mighty forest of giant redwoods and sequoias reaches up and around the eastern edge of the Sea of Tears. It is a thick canopy, sometimes half a mile in height. Most airships barely can get over the treetops to sail to some of the smaller ports within the wood. Many of the villages are built up into the trees as large predators can sometimes roam the ground in some of the deeper areas close to the Koln range. Here is the beginning of the Deepstone River, a huge waterfall cascading from miles up the Koln range, making its way to the Firesea in the south. The southernmost reaches, just outside the Empire’s direct control, house villages of Malfae; creatures that somehow have survived crossing the great barriers that keep Athor safe from the Infernally warped lands beyond and made the adaptation to this stable realm. The Empire maintains moderate control here.

Sea of Tears: As the Ice Fall glacier slowly melts a never-ending supply of water, the Sea of Tears stays cold; so cold that its Northern shoreline is a frozen shelf of ice. A huge waterfall comes off the Koln here, bigger than the source of the Deepstone. Huge species of aquatic creature that survived the Scourge live here. On the large island of Drakos, the current center of the Realm, a nesting ground of drakes lives in the cliff-faces that exist on the Southwest side of the island where the lands is higher and drops into the sea. Networks of caves exist, burrowed into the side of the Koln near its great waterfall. Pirates sometimes roost in these caves in summer. The Sea of Tears breaks off into the Serpent’s Run River, which Deepstone eventually joins. This river is a fast during spring and slow moving during the winter months. The heart of the Empire.

Sucursal Mountain Range: The Sucursal separates the heat of the Firesea from the cold of the Ice Fall. It is climbable, and some small villages exist along its base as well as up in the mountain range itself. Here atop a huge blasted plateau, once sat the seat of the realm, the mythical land of Alagar. Deep caves still contain ruins of the once powerful kingdom, shattered statues to ancient gods and otherworldly powers reside lost in the depths of this mountain range. The Empire has some control over the western half of this range.

The Shroud: A huge oaken forest with a deep ground-layer that extends for hundreds of miles. The shroud occupies the lowland area just north of the Sucursal and even works its way up the mountain a bit. The forest is deep and foreboding and tales of Skaran and Lahrago come from this place constantly. All sorts of tales of dark strange ethereal creatures spring from this huge wood. The Empire almost seems to fear this place.

Falshar Mountains: A lush nearly tropical mountain landscape, heated and humid from the waters of Firesea. It keeps the excess heat out of the valley just to the north, but not the moisture. Much of the land around this mountain is swamp and warm bog. Several races of the beast-people live here, descendants and followers of the Skaran Orcs. The Empire has little control here.

Berkanium Mountains: A pristine range in the northern lands of Athor, the Berkanium is the only known source of precious metals not under the control of the dwarves of the Koln range. It has a standard level of vegetation and temperature extremes and is one of the most stable areas in the realm. The Iceshard river begins in this area, several smaller rivers carrying bits of ice and snow from the Ice Fall, converging. This river goes on to join the Ash river heading east. The Empire has moderate control West of here.
Note: This is the one known Celestial Nexus you are aware of, on the eastern side of the mountain.

Frostwood: Here the coniferous forest full of frosty mist stretches across the northernmost boundaries, separating the lands from Ice Fall, and some say stopping the glacier from encroaching further south. The frostwood is home to at least one city controlled directly by the Lahrago. The mist has a slight unsettling quality on those not used to it. Travel at night in the wood is only for the truly brave, or the truly insane. A number of Malfae savages rule parts of the wood in the dark of night, barbarians who war with the few Skaran clans that also live in these icy woods. The Empire has no hold here.

Vulcun Mountains: Black rocky terrain, little vegetation, and the surrounding land dark grayish clay. This is a good description of much of the land directly around the Vulcun. The Ash River goes along a stark gray sandy plain here, unlike the fertile lands to the west of the Berkanium. The gray silt drifts into the river constantly, joining the Iceshard to dump into the Gulf of Stars. The Gulf so named for the silt that has settled within it gives it a polished appearance on many nights reflecting the night-sky above. The Vulcun is home to a number of Infernal creatures and their servitors. The Empire has no hold here.

Badlands: For as long as the people can remember the scrubby dusty plains and deserts of the Badlands have existed. Now this outback region serves as the home to most of the Orc peoples and their Skaran patrons. Skullpass Mountains also sit here, a dusty pass between this and the Sucursal, where many of the wild ones live. A great number of Malfae live in this area of the pass, warring with the Orcs who inhabit much of the Badlands out to the shores. The shoreline here is a constant state of dunes and small dry weeds, buffeted by Stormsea and heated by Firesea. The Empire has no hold here.

Banyan Archipelago: The warm currents here give rise to this set of lush tropical islands. Exotic creatures and people inhabit these, getting along fairly well with the Malfae, Skaran, beastpeople and other inhabitants. Here the jungle and its power is far greater than the Falshar range and the Empire has no hold here.

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These are the great cities, they hold the most population in the known world of Athor. The cities serve as the centers of most areas, with anywhere from zero to twelve surrounding farming communities and one or two large towns on the outskirts away from those farming communities. In those cities where the Empire holds sway, a branch of the royal family will sit, their leader sitting as the city’s governer and the rest of the family administering the surrounding province’s towns and villages.  Most of the population is centered around these areas, even those not belonging to the Empire.   Those with suitable farming areas usually have several outlying farms ringing the city, with those farms along the roadside serving as bed and breakfast inns.  This usually serves for travel about two days out from the city.  Then another two day past those farms along the roads (4 - 5 days total from the city) sit the one or two large towns and small villages.

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Varlonde: Built up along the side of a rocky hill topped by the palace of House Peleps (water-bloods).  Varlonde serves as the headquarters for the Imperial Navy, patrolling the Sea of Tears for the pirate guilds.  The military presence here makes up most of the need for workforce, followed by trading with the hunters of the Frostwood, northwest of the Sea of Tears.  House Peleps controls the navy getting most of their ship materials from Hisilome to the north.  House Peleps also has the advantage that most of the judges in the Imperial Courts are from their family line.

Hisilome: A rugged outpost city held over from the last age, it was resettled only in the last few centuries.  It has grown a bit more prosperous and left its stone and log buildings behind for a more civilized look.  A small wall surrounds the town, made of ironwood, a short straight-trunked tree that grows in the region where the Solace and Frostwood forests meet.  Sitting up high above the Sea of Tears at the western edge of the city is the castle of House Ledaal (air-bloods).   Logging of the ironwood is the primary industry here as the better air and water ships are made of it, but an old spirit named Elder Oak maintains a vigil over the forest and those who rape or pillage the wooded resource are soon found dead at the city gates.   Loggers are careful to replant that which they take.  A group of tribal barbarians who worship Elder Oak feel bereft of their spirit and therefore cause a great many costs on their attacks against the loggers and their encampments.  Added to this is the fact that the city itself is constantly shrouded in mist, especially the castle itself.  The air is almost always rather quiet and to those not used to the dulling of sound the mist makes, it can be quiet disconcerting.  The ruling house regularly hires mercenaries to do exploration runs along the northern areas of Athor, and seem to take the most note of the activities of the Lehrago.

Yulda:  The mixed city of Yulda serves as the main travel route to and from the island of Drakos.  House Ragara (earth-blooded) rules the city from an huge estate that sits at the waters edge (see picture on right).  This family is the wealthiest of merchants.  The city itself is an eclectic mix of humans from around Athor, and the occasional orc or beast-person.  Slave-trade is strong here, spoils of various wars as all the various legions of Imperial troops pass through the city on the way to Drakos.  Yulda is a city alive with hustle and bustle, and many back-door dealings as well.  It's position at the entry-mouth to the Serpent's Run river gives it yet another advantage in the trade routes.  During late spring and early summer, the river becomes too fast to navigate upstream, so the city maintains beautiful airdocks that receive special attention during that time of year.

Earenorne: Sitting along the southern shore of the Sea of Tears, Earenorne has its fair share of issues.  Shadowlands and small colonies of Malfae exist not too far away from the city itself, so a large fifteen-yard high wall sits around the area of the city that faces the Solace Forest.  Here the House Mnemom (earth-blooded) rules from their palace along the shore (picture on right).  Here Mnemom herself, eldest daughter of the Empress and longest lived of the children, rules over the family and area very tightly.  The most magically inclined of the Sylvan come from this family line.   The syndics, a group of spirits made of ice and wood, watch over the surrounding wilderness and seem to have some form of pact with the undead and fae.  Each year they kidnap and sacrifice two dozen of the city's inhabitants out into the wilds to be taken by the those forces.  The Mnemom have tried multiple times to convince the spirits otherwise, without success, though they have succeeded in keeping things from getting any worse, which no other House was able to do there in the last century or two.   The road leading away from the city is marked by rough hewn stone pillars every 40 yards, the Syndics enforce that all beings may use the road, any who commit violence upon the road find themselves dead and hung from the pillars.  The Syndics also do not interfere in any eldritch creature's hunting between sunset and sunrise.  Those outside the walls at night are fair game and the Mnemom respect that this is the Syndic's way and that to go against this would mean turning the wrath of these three powerful spirits against the city.  However, eldritch beings caught inside the city or hunting during the day find themselves on the road to final death.


Potala Palace as seen from Jokhang Temple, Lhasa, Tibet.
Waterdeep: Waterdeep is the city that sits outside the stronghold of the Mountain Folk.  A great waterfall cascades down the Koln alongside this entrance, forming the Deepstone River.  Here within the mountain, the dwarves mine precious ores and metals that find their way out across all of Athor.  From the central palace (picture on right), House Nellens (no particular affinity) rules.  They are a fallen house, the result of a dalliance by the Empress some time ago.  They maintain their status by their business acumen and their ability to work well with the Mountain Folk.

Tauremelda:  Sitting at the convergence of the Deepstone and Serpent's Run Rivers, Tauremelda has been given many names, mostly due to its rulership by the overly hedonistic House Cynis (wood-blooded).  Known for tolerance, art and culture, and revels, this is a favorite destination of those looking for a good time, though not always a relaxing one.  They city was built to last, with some sections being sparsely inhabitated awaiting growth in population.  A trio of spirits, the Three (Spinner, Weaver and Dayshield) actually seem to protect and have some kind of pact with the Cynis.  This allows all sorts of elementals, spirits and other eldritch into the city so long as they behave.  They city does use a large slave labor population to handle the marijuana and tobacco fields that sit just north of the city.  Drugs, chemical and philtres are part of everyday life in Tauremelda however, as are constant festive dances and feasts.  The city also boasts some of the finest hospitals and doctors in the Empire.

Vanimar:  The tree-top folk of Vanimar have a refined and complex society, marked by metalwork, large libraries, exquisite architecture and a unified government.  It's just all up in the treetops.  A great deal of large creatures and Malfae roam the forest floor, especially at night, in these parts, but do not bother the Vanimarian people up in the treetops.  A network of aerial bridges large enough to hold most wagons exists to transport people around this forest-city.  The people here revere the trees as gods and treat them with love and respect.  They also have an affinity for the wild creatures and in some remote places outside the city, there are animals that can literally speak and think as humans.  Trade is not the easiest and usually requires an escort or guide of some kind if the trader has not had numerous experiences with navigating the Vanimarian area of the forest.

Anfauglir: A good deal of rolling hills, pastures and small streams rushing off the Serpent's Run dominate the area around Anfauglir.  To the immediate south lies the delta of the great river, and a number of canals and dams have been built to control the flow of water around and into the city.  House Iselsi (water-blooded) rules over the area from their palace in the northern part of the city (see picture on right).  The House has taken a large downfall in recent years, but maintains its hold on the primarily peaceful city.  A stable cottage fishing industry helps to support the city as well as some crop and livestock farms maintained on the eastern side of the river.


Glendale: Lying amid meadows and young woods, Glendale is an idyllic place and one of the most fertile and prosperous regions.  Gentle rains and mild weather provide the best wine-making families with ample opportunity for profit.   Most of the buildings are made of simple stone or wood, standing no more than a few stories tall.  The tallest building is the manor-home of House V'neef (wood-blooded) who keep control here because of their aggressive vineyard work, this House is the youngest of the Imperial Houses, but has made itself legitimate quickly.  Fruit trees line the many streets adding to the impression of cleanliness and order.  Though they have few precious metals or gemstones to boast of, the local cloth and woodcarvings command high prices.

Khelek: A wide band of meadow stretches not far from the Iceshard River.   Here the various towns and villages connected to Khelek deal in great trade and hunting of wild grazing animals that make use of the meadows.  Trees and bushes here overflow with edible acorns, berries and nuts; the plants pulling from the incredibly pure waters of the Iceshard.  The Khelek are known as warriors and form a barrier against the remainder of the eastern lands.  House Cathak (fire-blooded) run the city fairly, and keep several Imperial Legions garrisoned in Khelek.  Most visitors will find fair and respectful treatment, but one slip and a nasty fate can await them.


Grand Rapids: Grand Rapids would remind one much of Yulda, except that it is completely out of the control of the Empire.  Otherwise, its two mighty bridges spanning the Ash river on the East/West and North/South make it the major stop on the way to Coasthaven.  The city runs the surrounding territory via the use of elected officials who spend part of the year in the city and the other part in their own towns.   The area boasts what is probably the largest number of outlying towns.  The river convergence creates a series of powerful rapids that sailing ships cannot cross.   Boats unload before the convergence and then the goods are land-shipped through and beyond Grand Rapids past the rapids to be reloaded and sailed to Coasthaven or simply crossed down to Carac.  Much of Grand Rapids is powered by the mighty rivers and boasts full running plumbing systems.

Coasthaven: The fabled city boasts an amazing diversity and all levels of wealth and power.  While most see it as being defined by the class wars between rich and poor, this is not true.  This land is the most cosmopolitan and well-rounded population center in the known world of Athor.  Standing on the remains of a last-age city that was a cultural and port center, something is always being unearthed.  The ores gathered at Vulcun are brought here to the smelters in the lower part of the city so the lowest areas are far from clean.  In addition, the river floods periodically when smaller tributaries from the Vulcun overflow in the summer months.  Many buildings have two stories and the first is simply not in use, with scaffolding and walkways connecting the upper levels.  The richer residences sit higher up on the slight hills, above the stench of the Steel and Ash-filled air below.  Huge dams help control some of the flooding and see that the upper areas remain safe at all times.   Another entire district exists known as Undercity, which lies under the current city, built into the ruins of the last-age city.  The city has very complex social and legal laws.

Carac:  This city sits at the edge of the badlands, with its red-clay built adobe and mosque-like buildings.  The dry sand blows a fine silt through much of the city, creating a light haze that is very visible in the early morning and late afternoon.  The vast majority of the population here are Orcs, banded together from the various tribes.  Skarans assist the orcs in ruling from the background and this is one of the few places in Athor where one might find a "civilized" Skaran.  Carac is the gateway to the badlands, the last civilized stop before going into that arid region.  A council rules the city under a chieftain.  A smattering of humans also live here, and though a few of the Sylvan call this place home, the dragon-blooded are not welcome overall and have no power here.   Houses here are sometimes built into the side of the rocky spires that jut out of the ground.


Tumbale: In addition to the land and cattle, the House Sesus (fire-blooded) takes slaves from their wars and conquests, and these slaves make up close to a quarter of their population.  Only criminals or battles captives and their children can be legally enslaved.  Most slaves work on cattle ranches and farmsteads.   However, generations of slaves are not kept.  The child of anyone born in Tumbale is set free when they reach their majority age.  This means that anyone brought in can be assured that if not their children, their grandchildren will be free men and women.  House Sesus uses and all-female Royal Guard that all take a vow of chastity (though they may indulge with other members of the Royal Guard).  They are forced to retire at the age of 27.  The ruling House also keeps a few legions of warriors here as well, usually to defend against incursions that come down from the Sucursal range.

Prasha: The City of Glass suffered vast descruction in the ancient ages, but much of its magic is still intact.  Glass roads hewn to a rough texture to provide traction still lead out of the city.  Though the glass is gone from many of the towers and no one knows how to properly access these great skyscrapers, the lower levels are still used as living quarters by many.  Though the city is a bit of a spread-out ramshackle affair, the city center is still somewhat prosperous and wealthy and does not have the huge immovable chunks of rubble that sit in outer areas.  During the day a spirit known as Grandmother Bright watches over the center of the city, known as the Plaza; at night the former residents (ghosts) come out to seek help, or sometimes converse with the living.  They may not enter a home unless invited.   Grandmother sits out during the day and is more than approachable by residents, adventurers and treasure-seekers alike.  Some running water still works and most people use the many fountains and public baths for sanitary needs.  The sewer system is also largely intact.  The city is ruled by the Tri-Kahn, the hereditary leader of the original nomadic southern tribes that settled here in the ruined city.  The Tri-Kahn allows all manner of beings to live, work and trade here.

Eressea:  The major city in the Banyan Archipelago, it is situated on a tropical island with forests that support large amounts of agriculture.  Between this and the sea, the residents make a good living.  The elected president, known as the Feathered One (for the cape he wears as the status of his office) rules over the people.  They worship their volcano gods and are a nation of farmers, merchants and shop-keepers.  The only real threats here are the exotic, strange and quite dangerous beasts that live on these islands.


Details will be forthcoming on Aeglos and Drakos itself....

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