Re: Pharazia Write-up
Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2020 6:34 am
Other locations of Pharazia:
-The House of Writers: Something that Pharazia has always prided itself on has been its education, with narry a one illiterate in their beautiful land (the nomads don't count), yet in spite of this the press is very controlled. While any man may write prose as he wishes, only the official calligraphers may write religious texts and distribute the true word of Diambel. Working in the House of Writers, a beautiful white building just astride the palace, they work day and night to capture the beauty and wisdom of Diambel into both form and word. While proud of their esteemed status, they will often abuse their position to ruin up and coming artists and writers in lower society who might capture Diambel's interest and favor away from them. Between crushing rivals, they also work to create a true holy book for their divine leader, in hopes of enlightening the barbaric peoples of the core.
---Dread Possibility: The Bewitching Words: In order to further secure their own power and gather hearts and minds to the word of Diambel, some calligraphers of the House of Writers have enchanted their works, though never those presented to Diambel himself. With powerful enchantments, they slowly subvert the will and mind. While intended to help spread the holy word, some have taken it to implant hidden instructions to further there own petty interests, be it for power or revenge or simple greed.
-Coffee Houses: One of the most popular exports of Pharazia has been its coffee, grown on the banks of its twin rivers alongside wheat and rye. Yet for all that the foreigners love it, the locals of Pharaz love it more. Coffee houses are the taverns of these people who have been forbidden from the vice of drink (when the law-givers are watching), and are popular hang outs for the growing middle class and upper class within the city, a place to relax, talk business, or in some cases, conspire. One popular house, which to this day has no name, is owned by a fat and aged nomad convert. While not grand, its nearness to the bazaar, Hazlani trade embassy, and several store houses makes it patron to a variety of guests both among all classes and lands. Many patrons of the place claim to hold secret control of the establishment and give it a nickname (nearly all who do this are lying).
-The Leviathan: In the southern sands, just near the lower eastern oasis which feeds one of the twin tributaries of pharazia, buried beneath a mountain of sand and rock, great bones jut out of the ground like ivory monoliths. This is the rest of the leviathan, a gargantuan creature of pharazian legend, which is said to have flourished during a great flood which nearly destroyed the world. The spot is also though to be cursed, as people often go missing around the creature, leaving only mad whispers from nowhere and warped mirages. As such, archerologists from the core are kept away.
---The possibility: The Unliving Gate: The Leviathan is in fact the echo of a dead Etheral Dragon, whose died horribly after being trapped in the near etheral of the demiplane. Its death manifested upon the plane as the bones for a grave marking. Its rotting body in the near astral has caused it to become frayed and befouled. The mirages are infact gates into the near etheral caused by this rot, with the disapperances and whispers being people who wandered into the gates by accident, and are now left with only each other and a rotting dragon for company. (I wanted to use an astral dreadnaught for this, but apparently they can't leave the Astral Plane. Etheral Dragon was all I could find.)
-The House of Writers: Something that Pharazia has always prided itself on has been its education, with narry a one illiterate in their beautiful land (the nomads don't count), yet in spite of this the press is very controlled. While any man may write prose as he wishes, only the official calligraphers may write religious texts and distribute the true word of Diambel. Working in the House of Writers, a beautiful white building just astride the palace, they work day and night to capture the beauty and wisdom of Diambel into both form and word. While proud of their esteemed status, they will often abuse their position to ruin up and coming artists and writers in lower society who might capture Diambel's interest and favor away from them. Between crushing rivals, they also work to create a true holy book for their divine leader, in hopes of enlightening the barbaric peoples of the core.
---Dread Possibility: The Bewitching Words: In order to further secure their own power and gather hearts and minds to the word of Diambel, some calligraphers of the House of Writers have enchanted their works, though never those presented to Diambel himself. With powerful enchantments, they slowly subvert the will and mind. While intended to help spread the holy word, some have taken it to implant hidden instructions to further there own petty interests, be it for power or revenge or simple greed.
-Coffee Houses: One of the most popular exports of Pharazia has been its coffee, grown on the banks of its twin rivers alongside wheat and rye. Yet for all that the foreigners love it, the locals of Pharaz love it more. Coffee houses are the taverns of these people who have been forbidden from the vice of drink (when the law-givers are watching), and are popular hang outs for the growing middle class and upper class within the city, a place to relax, talk business, or in some cases, conspire. One popular house, which to this day has no name, is owned by a fat and aged nomad convert. While not grand, its nearness to the bazaar, Hazlani trade embassy, and several store houses makes it patron to a variety of guests both among all classes and lands. Many patrons of the place claim to hold secret control of the establishment and give it a nickname (nearly all who do this are lying).
-The Leviathan: In the southern sands, just near the lower eastern oasis which feeds one of the twin tributaries of pharazia, buried beneath a mountain of sand and rock, great bones jut out of the ground like ivory monoliths. This is the rest of the leviathan, a gargantuan creature of pharazian legend, which is said to have flourished during a great flood which nearly destroyed the world. The spot is also though to be cursed, as people often go missing around the creature, leaving only mad whispers from nowhere and warped mirages. As such, archerologists from the core are kept away.
---The possibility: The Unliving Gate: The Leviathan is in fact the echo of a dead Etheral Dragon, whose died horribly after being trapped in the near etheral of the demiplane. Its death manifested upon the plane as the bones for a grave marking. Its rotting body in the near astral has caused it to become frayed and befouled. The mirages are infact gates into the near etheral caused by this rot, with the disapperances and whispers being people who wandered into the gates by accident, and are now left with only each other and a rotting dragon for company. (I wanted to use an astral dreadnaught for this, but apparently they can't leave the Astral Plane. Etheral Dragon was all I could find.)