50 years ago magic was erased, 10 years ago it came back but wrong. Leaders of the different factions, humans, witches, demons etc, have called a summit to create a plan forward. Who will prevail?
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Fifty years ago, magic was torn from the world in a single moment—leaving spells to rot on the tongues of witches and power to fade into myth. Then, ten years ago, it came back wrong. Magic returned without mercy or pattern. Humans woke to fire in their veins, lifelong magic users were left hollow, their gifts stripped away. Witch hunters rose again, wearing old symbols with new authority, hunting the newly gifted in the name of “balance.” Those who lost everything - turned feral and desperate, killing humans to steal the magic they believe was stolen from them first. Now power is a crime and no one knows whether magic is a blessing, a punishment, or a test the world is failing. The most powerful leaders of each faction have called a summit to see what can be done to reset the balance in our world. Costumes welcome but not required.
Paris, 1923. Champagne sparkles and tempers flare at Gertrude Stein’s infamous salon. Among artists, lovers, and exiles, ambition burns brightly. Every inspiration comes with a cost.
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Saturday night in Paris, 1923. Gertrude Stein’s salon sparkles with jazz, perfume, and danger. The Lost Generation drinks, argues, and seduces beneath Picasso’s gaze while the new Russian ballet captures headlines and hearts. Whispers of scandal and murder drift through the smoke. Genius and jealousy dance too closely, and inspiration may come at a fatal cost.
Pirate cities are all wicked. That’s because pirates are wicked—this is common knowledge. But not everyone in a pirate city is a pirate. And some people are plotting more than piracy. Which are you?
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Not everyone in a pirate city is a pirate. And some people are plotting more than piracy. There are smugglers, thieves, practitioners of dark magic, the whole gamut. And of course lots of people without "dark" in front of their occupation, folks just trying to get by. And then there are visitors from far off lands - very far off. What do any of these people want? Just to survive the day. That, sad to say, may not be easy. Costumes enjoyed but not required. All people are celebrated here - we have no tolerance for intolerance.
Raiding is a summer gig. No one wants to go sailing on frozen fjords. But what happens when a snowed-in Jarl invites his neighbors for "friendly competition"? That won’t get out of hand, not at all.
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Raiding, let’s face it, is a warm weather activity. Try scaring the locals into submission when you jump out of your boat and fall face-first on the ice. Better just to stay home until the Spring thaw. But Vikings at home get bored. So what harm could come from an invitation to some friendly winter competition? A feared and fearsome Jarl, his soldiers legendary for their bravery and prowess, has issued just such an invitation. There’s no way you can decline and keep your reputation as "pretty fearsome yourself," so…pack your spear and your best mead. Grab a skald to tell everyone of your victory when it’s done. And maybe find some quiet way to cheat. Because you’re also widely known to be "surprisingly clever, considering." Costumes appreciated but not required. All people are celebrated here, we have no tolerance for intolerance.