AvernusIndex | Time Under Chaos | Settings | Shadows of Note | Avernus So I walked the land called Avernus and considered its foggy valleys and chasms, its smoking craters, its bright, bright sun against its crazy sky, its icy nights and too hot days, its many rocks and carloads of dark sand, its tiny, though viscious and poisonous beasts, and its big purple plants, like spineless catci; and on the afternoon of the second day, as I stood on a cliff overlooking the sea, beneath a tower of massed vermilion clouds, I decided that I rather liked the place for all that, and if its sons would perish in the wars of the gods, I would immortalize them one day in song if I were able. The land was known as Avernus, and the assembled troops were not quite men. I reviewed them the following morning, walking behind Bleys. They were all of them around seven feet in height, had very red skins and little hair, cat-like eyes, and six-digited hands and feet. They wore garments that looked as light as silk, but were woven of something else and were mainly gray or blue in color. Each bore two short blades, hooked at the end. Their ears were pointed and their many fingers clawed. -- Nine Princes in Amber Head of State: none, though chieftains consult monastic priests to settle major disputes Tech: bronze age with efficient natural medicine Gov: nomadic tribes led by chieftains Style: (see quotations above. Exotic landscapes.) Representative: none, or Bleys Bleys's personal shadow |
