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MINOBEE

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	==='''MINOBEE'''===		==='''MINOBEE'''===
	Politicians, negotiators and diplomats; rivals of House Chanicut		Politicians, negotiators and diplomats; rivals of House Chanicut

	Medium sized house		Medium sized house
	Colours : Blue and Green
	House Look : Royal blue hair, bright green eyes and pale grey skin		*Colours : Blue and Green
	Head : Duke Avram at the time of 'Comes in the End Despondency and Madness'; Lady Sorenica in 'Dining on Ashes'.		*House Look : Royal blue hair, bright green eyes and pale grey skin
	Heir : Lady Evanjala at the time of 'Comes in the End Despondency and Madness'; Lady Galendrissil in 'Dining on Ashes'.		*Head : Duke Avram at the time of 'Comes in the End Despondency and Madness'; Lady Sorenica in 'Dining on Ashes'.
	Attitude Before Patternfall : Anti-Amber/Isolationist		*Heir : Lady Evanjala at the time of 'Comes in the End Despondency and Madness'; Lady Galendrissil in 'Dining on Ashes'.
			*Attitude Before Patternfall : Anti-Amber/Isolationist

	Some members of this House have the Spirit/Power Moulding part of Advanced Shapeshifting, as this is useful in negotiations, and also in Mimicking people to learn about them.		Some members of this House have the Spirit/Power Moulding part of Advanced Shapeshifting, as this is useful in negotiations, and also in Mimicking people to learn about them.

Tolknor: /* Generalities of the Great Houses */

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Generalities of the Great Houses

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	===Generalities of the Great Houses===		===Generalities of the Great Houses===
	*All houses keep track of their own genealogy and heraldic status, though House Barraban also know a great deal about these matters.		*All houses keep track of their own genealogy and heraldic status, though House Barraban also know a great deal about these matters.

			*The rulers of great houses, and many minor houses, exercise High, Middle, and Low Justice.

	*It is possible for a person to move from one house to another with sufficient justification; the precise nature of this justification varies from house to house and case to case, but can include marriage (these are often arranged) and defection...		*It is possible for a person to move from one house to another with sufficient justification; the precise nature of this justification varies from house to house and case to case, but can include marriage (these are often arranged) and defection...

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SAWALL

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	Medium sized house		Medium sized house

	*~~Colours~~ : Black and blue		*Colors : Black and blue
	*House Look : Pale skinned, black hair and blue eyes		*House Look : Pale skinned, black hair and blue eyes
	*Head : Duke Gramble		*Head : Duke Gramble

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SAWALL

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	The entrance to Sawall Ways lies through the Maze of Art; all of the below is from 'Prince of Chaos':		The entrance to Sawall Ways lies through the Maze of Art; all of the below is from 'Prince of Chaos':
	"And so I came, again, into the Ways of Sawall. I had emerged from the red and yellow starburst design painted high upon the gateside wall of the front courtyard, descended the Invisible Stair, and peered for long moments down into the great central pit, with its view of black turbulence beyond the Rim. A falling star burned its way down the purple sky as I turned away, headed for the copper-chased door and the low Maze of Art beyond it.		"And so I came, again, into the Ways of Sawall. I had emerged from the red and yellow starburst design painted high upon the gateside wall of the front courtyard, descended the Invisible Stair, and peered for long moments down into the great central pit, with its view of black turbulence beyond the Rim. A falling star burned its way down the purple sky as I turned away, headed for the copper-chased door and the low Maze of Art beyond it.
	"Within, I recalled the many times I had been lost in that maze as a child. The House of Sawall had been a serious collector of art for ages, and the collection was so vast that there were several ways into which one was cast into the maze itself, leading one through tunnels, a huge spiral, and what seemed an old train station before being shunted back to miss the next turn. I had been lost in it for days on one occasion, and was finally found crying before an assemblage of blue shoes nailed to a board. I walked it now, slowly, looking at old monstrosities, and some newer ones. There were also strikingly lovely pieces mixed in, such as the huge vase that looked as if it had been carved from a single fire opal, and a set of odd enamelled tablets from a distant shadow whose meaning and function no-one in the family could be found to recall. I had to stop and see both again, rather than shortcutting the gallery, the tablets being a particular ~~favourite~~ of mine."		"Within, I recalled the many times I had been lost in that maze as a child. The House of Sawall had been a serious collector of art for ages, and the collection was so vast that there were several ways into which one was cast into the maze itself, leading one through tunnels, a huge spiral, and what seemed an old train station before being shunted back to miss the next turn. I had been lost in it for days on one occasion, and was finally found crying before an assemblage of blue shoes nailed to a board. I walked it now, slowly, looking at old monstrosities, and some newer ones. There were also strikingly lovely pieces mixed in, such as the huge vase that looked as if it had been carved from a single fire opal, and a set of odd enamelled tablets from a distant shadow whose meaning and function no-one in the family could be found to recall. I had to stop and see both again, rather than shortcutting the gallery, the tablets being a particular favorite of mine."

	"I delivered us into an eerie hall that had always been old Sawall's chief delight in the maze. It was a sculpture garden, with no outside light sources and small base lighting only about the huge pieces, making it several times darker than my favourite lounge. The floor was uneven - concave, convex, stepped, ridged - with concavity being the dominant curve. It was difficult to guess at its dimensions, for it seemed of different size and contour depending upon where one stood. Gramble, Lord Sawall, had caused it to be constructed without any plane surfaces - and I believe the job involved some unique shadowmastery.		"I delivered us into an eerie hall that had always been old Sawall's chief delight in the maze. It was a sculpture garden, with no outside light sources and small base lighting only about the huge pieces, making it several times darker than my favourite lounge. The floor was uneven - concave, convex, stepped, ridged - with concavity being the dominant curve. It was difficult to guess at its dimensions, for it seemed of different size and contour depending upon where one stood. Gramble, Lord Sawall, had caused it to be constructed without any plane surfaces - and I believe the job involved some unique shadowmastery.

	"I stood beside what appeared to be a complicated rigging in the absence of a ship - that, or an elaborate musical instrument fit to be strummed by Titans - and the light turned the lines to silver, running like life from darkness to darkness within some half-seen frame. Other pieces jutted from walls and hung like stalactites. As I strolled, what had seemed walls became floor to me. The pieces that had seemed floored now jutted or depended. The room changed shape as I went, and a breeze blew through it, causing sighs, hums, buzzes, chimes." Space itself is folded there, making the hall much larger than it seems; one can wander through many times and see different displays each time; there may even be some internal movement too.		"I stood beside what appeared to be a complicated rigging in the absence of a ship - that, or an elaborate musical instrument fit to be strummed by Titans - and the light turned the lines to silver, running like life from darkness to darkness within some half-seen frame. Other pieces jutted from walls and hung like stalactites. As I strolled, what had seemed walls became floor to me. The pieces that had seemed floored now jutted or depended. The room changed shape as I went, and a breeze blew through it, causing sighs, hums, buzzes, chimes." Space itself is folded there, making the hall much larger than it seems; one can wander through many times and see different displays each time; there may even be some internal movement too.

	"Two turns later I came to a way to the main hall and decided I'd better take it. I popped through beside the massive fireplace - high flames braiding themselves within it - and turned slowly to survey the huge chamber, trying to seem as if I had been there a long while, waiting." ... There is a great staircase to one side of the fireplace, and a rose and green and gold-flecked pillar of ways set in a mirrored alcove across the room. One of the ways from it, accessed in an anticlockwise direction, is a beach of pure white sand in a luminous crystal grotto by the black water of an underground sea, with a domed ribbed interior, which has its own storms, and which is sailed by black-sailed ships.		"Two turns later I came to a way to the main hall and decided I'd better take it. I popped through beside the massive fireplace - high flames braiding themselves within it - and turned slowly to survey the huge chamber, trying to seem as if I had been there a long while, waiting." ... There is a great staircase to one side of the fireplace, and a rose and green and gold-flecked pillar of ways set in a mirrored alcove across the room. One of the ways from it, accessed in an anticlockwise direction, is a beach of pure white sand in a luminous crystal grotto by the black water of an underground sea, with a domed ribbed interior, which has its own storms, and which is sailed by black-sailed ships.

	They keep records on everyone who they train in magic, which allows their magical signature to be recognized later, if necessary.		They keep records on everyone who they train in magic, which allows their magical signature to be recognized later, if necessary.

			*Notables:
			**Baron Mandor Sawall: Prince and Heir of Sawall. Married in a Ygg rite to Princess Fiona of Amber.
			**Lord Despil Sawall: Son of Gramble and Dara Hendrake. Ambassador of Chaos to the Court of Amber
			**Lord Jurt Sawall: Son of Gramble and dara Hendrake. Disavowed rebel son.

	==='''SWAYVIL'''===		==='''SWAYVIL'''===

Tolknor: /* SAWALL */

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SAWALL

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	==='''SAWALL'''===		==='''SAWALL'''===
	Specialists in Magic, demonology and item creation*. At odds with Jesby. At odds with the Caryx. Known to explore through shadow for things of interest.		Specialists in Magic, demonology and item creation*. At odds with Jesby. At odds with the Caryx. Known to explore through shadow for things of interest.

	Medium sized house		Medium sized house
	Colours : Black and blue
	House Look : Pale skinned, black hair and blue eyes		*Colours : Black and blue
	Head : Duke Gramble		*House Look : Pale skinned, black hair and blue eyes
	Heir : Lord Mandor (who does not abide by the House Look)		*Head : Duke Gramble
	Notables : Lord Despil, Lord Jurt		*Heir : Lord Mandor (who does not abide by the House Look)
	Attitude Before Patternfall : Anti-Amber		*Notables : Lord Despil, Lord Jurt
	The entrance to ~~SawallWays~~ lies through the Maze of Art; all of the below is from 'Prince of Chaos':		*Attitude Before Patternfall : Anti-Amber
			The entrance to Sawall Ways lies through the Maze of Art; all of the below is from 'Prince of Chaos':
	"And so I came, again, into the Ways of Sawall. I had emerged from the red and yellow starburst design painted high upon the gateside wall of the front courtyard, descended the Invisible Stair, and peered for long moments down into the great central pit, with its view of black turbulence beyond the Rim. A falling star burned its way down the purple sky as I turned away, headed for the copper-chased door and the low Maze of Art beyond it.		"And so I came, again, into the Ways of Sawall. I had emerged from the red and yellow starburst design painted high upon the gateside wall of the front courtyard, descended the Invisible Stair, and peered for long moments down into the great central pit, with its view of black turbulence beyond the Rim. A falling star burned its way down the purple sky as I turned away, headed for the copper-chased door and the low Maze of Art beyond it.
	"Within, I recalled the many times I had been lost in that maze as a child. The House of Sawall had been a serious collector of art for ages, and the collection was so vast that there were several ways into which one was cast into the maze itself, leading one through tunnels, a huge spiral, and what seemed an old train station before being shunted back to miss the next turn. I had been lost in it for days on one occasion, and was finally found crying before an assemblage of blue shoes nailed to a board. I walked it now, slowly, looking at old monstrosities, and some newer ones. There were also strikingly lovely pieces mixed in, such as the huge vase that looked as if it had been carved from a single fire opal, and a set of odd enamelled tablets from a distant shadow whose meaning and function no-one in the family could be found to recall. I had to stop and see both again, rather than shortcutting the gallery, the tablets being a particular favourite of mine."		"Within, I recalled the many times I had been lost in that maze as a child. The House of Sawall had been a serious collector of art for ages, and the collection was so vast that there were several ways into which one was cast into the maze itself, leading one through tunnels, a huge spiral, and what seemed an old train station before being shunted back to miss the next turn. I had been lost in it for days on one occasion, and was finally found crying before an assemblage of blue shoes nailed to a board. I walked it now, slowly, looking at old monstrosities, and some newer ones. There were also strikingly lovely pieces mixed in, such as the huge vase that looked as if it had been carved from a single fire opal, and a set of odd enamelled tablets from a distant shadow whose meaning and function no-one in the family could be found to recall. I had to stop and see both again, rather than shortcutting the gallery, the tablets being a particular favourite of mine."

	"I delivered us into an eerie hall that had always been old Sawall's chief delight in the maze. It was a sculpture garden, with no outside light sources and small base lighting only about the huge pieces, making it several times darker than my favourite lounge. The floor was uneven - concave, convex, stepped, ridged - with concavity being the dominant curve. It was difficult to guess at its dimensions, for it seemed of different size and contour depending upon where one stood. Gramble, Lord Sawall, had caused it to be constructed without any plane surfaces - and I believe the job involved some unique shadowmastery.		"I delivered us into an eerie hall that had always been old Sawall's chief delight in the maze. It was a sculpture garden, with no outside light sources and small base lighting only about the huge pieces, making it several times darker than my favourite lounge. The floor was uneven - concave, convex, stepped, ridged - with concavity being the dominant curve. It was difficult to guess at its dimensions, for it seemed of different size and contour depending upon where one stood. Gramble, Lord Sawall, had caused it to be constructed without any plane surfaces - and I believe the job involved some unique shadowmastery.

	"I stood beside what appeared to be a complicated rigging in the absence of a ship - that, or an elaborate musical instrument fit to be strummed by Titans - and the light turned the lines to silver, running like life from darkness to darkness within some half-seen frame. Other pieces jutted from walls and hung like stalactites. As I strolled, what had seemed walls became floor to me. The pieces that had seemed floored now jutted or depended. The room changed shape as I went, and a breeze blew through it, causing sighs, hums, buzzes, chimes." Space itself is folded there, making the hall much larger than it seems; one can wander through many times and see different displays each time; there may even be some internal movement too.		"I stood beside what appeared to be a complicated rigging in the absence of a ship - that, or an elaborate musical instrument fit to be strummed by Titans - and the light turned the lines to silver, running like life from darkness to darkness within some half-seen frame. Other pieces jutted from walls and hung like stalactites. As I strolled, what had seemed walls became floor to me. The pieces that had seemed floored now jutted or depended. The room changed shape as I went, and a breeze blew through it, causing sighs, hums, buzzes, chimes." Space itself is folded there, making the hall much larger than it seems; one can wander through many times and see different displays each time; there may even be some internal movement too.
	"Two turns later I came to a way to the main hall and decided I'd better take it. I popped through beside the massive fireplace - high flames braiding themselves within it - and turned slowly to survey the huge chamber, trying to seem as if I had been there a long while, waiting." ... There is a great staircase to one side of the fireplace, and a rose and green and gold-flecked pillar of ways set in a mirrored alcove across the room. One of the ways from it, accessed in an anticlockwise direction, is a beach of pure white sand in a luminous crystal grotto by the black water of an underground sea, with a domed ribbed interior, which has its own storms, and which is sailed by black-sailed ships.		"Two turns later I came to a way to the main hall and decided I'd better take it. I popped through beside the massive fireplace - high flames braiding themselves within it - and turned slowly to survey the huge chamber, trying to seem as if I had been there a long while, waiting." ... There is a great staircase to one side of the fireplace, and a rose and green and gold-flecked pillar of ways set in a mirrored alcove across the room. One of the ways from it, accessed in an anticlockwise direction, is a beach of pure white sand in a luminous crystal grotto by the black water of an underground sea, with a domed ribbed interior, which has its own storms, and which is sailed by black-sailed ships.
	They keep records on everyone who they train in magic, which allows their magical signature to be ~~recognised~~ later, if necessary.
			They keep records on everyone who they train in magic, which allows their magical signature to be recognized later, if necessary.

	==='''SWAYVIL'''===		==='''SWAYVIL'''===

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 =='''MINOR HOUSES OF CHAOS'''==
 There are a vast uncountable number of minor houses in Chaos, still noble, but which generally do not excel at anything and which are usually allied with one of the major houses. A few of the minor houses excel at certain things which the major houses want or need (e.g. brewing or distilling). However, there are some houses which are classified as minor though they are as large as any of the major houses, which excel at trade and other 'common' things. This is a bone of contention... Thus Major House status is a very subjective thing.  Politics being what it is, in Chaos it is simply more so.  Often more direct.
 AMBLERASH

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	*Notables:		*Notables:

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			''Much of this is shamelesly borrowed from [http://www.clockworksky.net/rp_am_chaos_houses.html]]''

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 AMBLERASH
-*Colours : Green and white
+*Colors :
-*House Look : Dark or Black hair, pale to ruddy pink skin, brown eyes.
+*House Look :
-*Head : Duke Dworkin Bariman.
+*Head :
-*Heir : Complicated.  Dworkin as creator of the pattern is considered a rebel against chaos.  However the heralds list him as Duke, his son Oberon as his heir, and Oberon's Son Fleece 3rd in line.  Oberon has been declared a foe of Swayvil at some ancient time, and Fleece, while long a resident of Chaos is currently a Lord of Mandalay.
+*Heir :
-Notables :
+*Notables:
 CANCORQ
 DESADAL
 FORTUN
 KANE
 KATHARN
 KEMPIS
-LANDOR - Entertainers and circus people. The entrance to their ways is a black gothic helter-skelter in a walled patch of ground on the outskirts of the Citadel of Chaos. In sliding down the helter-skelter on a coconut mat, one passes through a shadow veil halfway down, and enters the ways proper. They are known to have performing Fire Angels.
+LANDOR -
 LORCA
-MAHAN
+M*Colors :
 MALEBRANCHE
+*Colors :
-MORDAU - Whose colours are lavender and blue. Members of this House are possessors of the Poison Kiss. [A power costing 5 points, this is the ability to secrete a powerful poison from the lips which gets into the target via the skin. This takes minimal effort, and has the effect of a nearly instant Cardiac Arrest spell with a slightly greater effect (that is, slightly greater Endurance needed to resist it).]
+*House Look :
 SEPHARIS - A house of dedicated and highly specialized angelic warriors.
 STILLINGFLEET
 THRYSAN
 ULPIAN
 WONKA

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	AMBLERASH		AMBLERASH
			*Colours : Green and white
			*House Look : Dark or Black hair, pale to ruddy pink skin, brown eyes.
			*Head : Duke Dworkin Bariman.
			*Heir : Complicated. Dworkin as creator of the pattern is considered a rebel against chaos. However the heralds list him as Duke, his son Oberon as his heir, and Oberon's Son Fleece 3rd in line. Oberon has been declared a foe of Swayvil at some ancient time, and Fleece, while long a resident of Chaos is currently a Lord of Mandalay.

			Notables :

	CANCORQ		CANCORQ

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	AMBLERASH		AMBLERASH

			CANCORQ

			DESADAL

	FORTUN		FORTUN