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Glorious Divinities played by You October 1, 2007

Posted by Conrad Hubbard in : RPGs , 1 comment so far

I can’t reveal too much about this, because the book isn’t out yet. Nonetheless, I just recently let the volunteer Storytellers that help run the Exalted moderated RPG chat at White Wolf know that the release of The Books of Sorcery, vol. IV—The Roll of Glorious Divinity 1 would introduce rules sufficient for players to actually play gods in Exalted. One of the venues from that chat focuses upon the city of Great Forks, and is designed as a “chronicle venue” (that is, it is meant to have a climactic end at some point). The reason I previewed this particular hint about the upcoming book was that I want to experiment with letting players actually play gods in the Great Forks venue there. Of course the venue’s standard rule that each player may only play one Essence-using character in the Great Forks venue still stands. The rules from Glorious Divinity 1 are scalable, and I plan to scale starting spirit characters to the starting Exalt level, with Essence 2 plus whatever they can buy with bonus points.

So, if you want to play a god in the world of Exalted, stay tuned for the release of Roll of Glorious Divinity 1, and check out the moderated Exalted RPG chat at White Wolf’s website. The Roll of Glorious Divinity 1 is currently scheduled to release in late October 2007, and may be ordered through the White Wolf online store.

The False Monarch September 23, 2007

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The old man entered the massive new temple, shuffling along with the rest of the crowd of petitioners who had come to see the Scarlet Empress. It was Empire Day, the first of Ascending Wood, and the Empress was to bless Mela’s temple, the Commencement of the Purifying Storm, in celebration of the Realm’s presumably victorious war against the deathlords of the Underworld. On his back, the old man carried a bundle, and one of the black helmed Guardians of the Realm watching the crowd moved as though to stop him. For a moment the old man lifted his head, and ordered the guardian away with a single word, filled with the presence of a man who has led thousands on the battlefield. The confused man obeyed, even as he tried to recall where he had seen the old man before.

The old man took his place in the crowd and waited. A handful of young allied Exalts were hidden in the crowd as well, and he hoped that they would be enough. Soon, three sleek First Age vessels streaked across the sky, and two of them broke away to land in the courtyard of the temple. Their long manta-like shapes pointed opposite directions, as much to fit within the space as to ensure that their gleaming firelances covered different targets. The gangplanks of the Mantas smoothly lowered to the ground, and the Scarlet Empress descended to the earth, clad in red silk edged with gold. As the old man peeked up at her a little, his heart was moved again by her beauty, just as he remembered it. The sigil-marked eunuchs of the Silent Legion moved with her, on guard, as did two Dragon-Blooded soldiers. The Dragon-Blooded wore the mons of no House, and surely were lost eggs brought up with loyalty only to the Empress. The old man took in the scene quickly.

Resignedly, the old man shuffled forward, as though to petition the Empress. He raised his head and looked her directly in the face, feeling his breath catch for a moment. “Your Royal Highness, I am Arada. Do you remember the years of service I have given to you?” His conspirators had proven to him that she was not real – merely a Fair Folk interloper posing as the Empress. He had seen the evidence with his own eyes, even watched her recoil from the iron weapon of the fallen assassin Desan. Yet, he needed to know for sure. If this was some trick. If the other conspirators were merely trying to use him to kill the Empress, he knew he could still turn back now. He would kill all of them in front of her and lay their bodies at her feet.

The Scarlet Empress regarded him without the faintest hint of recognition, however. The woman who had personally presided over his promotion over the Tepet legions looked upon him as though he were unknown to her. The old man felt the anger release inside of him, like a terrible storm. The wind whipped up around him, as that storm flooded out of him in a surge of Essence. He cast off the burlap over his bundle and drew forth the blade of House Tepet in a lightning quick movement. Memories of the blood of his family on the fields of the East, and their cries of agony as they were destroyed by the spells of the Anathema, crowded his senses for a moment. He had walked away from it all, and drank to make the pain go away. It hadn’t worked. Things just got worse. It was true. This creature was not the Scarlet Empress, and it was trying to lead his people to their deaths.

Exalted is copyright White Wolf Publishing, a division of CCP. This little piece of fan fiction is merely an event which occurred in the Far Shores chronicle I run on the weekends for my friends.