The Shattered Ring
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- The three sealed domes of Atlantis contain the last survivors of The First, held in cryo-stasis until such time as the Shattered Ring cluster needs them once more.
- There is another Slipstream node in the Anvil system. However only one vessel has ever passed through and returned, and its crew were all completely insane. A variant on this story states the ship returned, but the crew had simply vanished without a trace.
- The world of Jardin in the system of the same name is sealed to outsiders, not merely for religious reasons, but because the priesthood there is protecting a dangerous artefact of The First…
- Deep in the vaults of The Hall of the Heavenly Forge, a sword crafted by the hands of Master Meredon himself lies unclaimed. Some say that it is his finest work, matched only by the craft of The First in quality and without peer in beauty – but who is it for?
- Beneath the waves of the southern oceans of Sekothai what appears to be a great city can be seen, practically undisturbed by human hands. The structures are composed of marble and stone, swathed in the detritus of the sea. Archaeologists are divided over whether they they are even artificial or the result of chance natural weathering, but agree that they are certainly not the work of The First, and if artificial show a lower level of technology than anywhere else in the Cluster.
- The culture of Turbine is typically one of a brisk practicality, with little room for excessive superstition, but any mention of the Ghost Ship of Turbine – a great city-trawler that is apparently uninhabited – will shut down conversation entirely, so strong is the atmosphere of superstitious taboo surrounding it. Even The Helium Lords will not speak on it, leaving it practically the only matter they all agree upon (if “agree” is the right word).
- Atop one of the tallest peaks of the Logharyn Mountains of Heorot is a statue of a great woman in armour, holding aloft a sheathed sword. This is a memorial to The Lady Valiant, an icon of Heoroti legend. In her honour, thousands of Heoroti make the pilgrimage to her memorial each year, braving the peak’s fearsome slopes to place their armaments at her feet in homage.