crookback

Alright, one, two, three. --- From the (charred) desk of the new Militia Commander Harlow Ketch, Hello, everyone. I’d like to start, ah... with an apology. Alban used to say I apologized too much, but, well, I’m in charge now. Alban can’t exactly tell me off for that. I haven’t been clear...

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╔═══════ ◀ ☓ ❖ ☓ ► ═══════╗ 00 - Precursor ╚═══════ ◀ ☓ ❖☓ ► ═══════╝ The Crookback Militia, a militant group operating out of the district of the same name, serves as the front line between the Empire’s Guards, Mercenaries and Vigilantes, and the denizens of the Undercity. They are not so...

[The following notice can be found littered across the sewers and Regalia] __________________________________________ We, the Citizens of Crookback, stand in solitarity with the City of Regalia. Our homes fells victim last night for the selfishness of a destructive minority that does not...

Welcome to a pub so shady that owner could not be bothered to come up with original name. The pub was established on 28th September when Wulf Grofsmid decided that rather than being tender in Wraith and Bristled boar opening his own pub would be best. Sadly it has been burnt during torching of...

Plastered high and low across noticeboards throughout Crookback, an 'official' edict would be pinned for all of the criminal underworld to witness: "Based upon the actions of the freshly founded Crookback Militia, who have already abused their position to extort our people, the Kaahl Sarnai...

>Ambience< --:::------::------------------->◇<-------------------::------:::-- >◇< The Crookback Militia exists as a sort of Mercenary Band working from the salty shores of Crookback Bay. Established by the Crookback Council under the command of Minister of Gallows Damon Shaw, and Minister of...

Metallurgy, Alchemy, & Finecraft [ ! ] Wind blows along the cracked wood deck of the sunken Crookback bay. The rats scurry along well, worn ropes as various robed figures and marauders roam the various shops and businesses dotting the hub of the underworld. At the end of the bay sits a humble...

Posted upon the board to the Wraith, was a pamphlet made from draft paper and vinal charcoal. This was not posted in the Nook. This was not posted in Rose Court. This was not posted in the city of Regalia. This was not posted anywhere but the sewer notice board in the Wraith. The issue was...