Chapter One: A Circle from Many Parts

This Page is a part of the history from the campaign Orichalcum Handbasket.

This chapter chronicles how the individual members of the Circle of the Radiant Insurrection met, and became the force of chaos that now boils through creation.

A Not-so-Dormant Volcano

Enter Feyth, Eclipse Caste Solar Exalt, stage left, in the city of Gem. Or, to be more specific, the dormant volcano that housed Gem. Feyth entered town, learning a few things about the local fire elementals from the townspeople, and proceeded to track down these elementals in the hopes of talking them into stirring things up. Really, the volcano had been dormant for far too long and besides...it was their own fault for building a city in a volcano. Unfortunately, he wasn't as stealthy about his plans as he'd hoped to be, and he soon found himself accosted by a group of rightly concerned townspeople.

When Arisa, a Zenith Caste cowgirl arrived in Gem in the midst of her wanderings, she found a fantastic looking man being accosted by a number of rough looking townsfolk. Unable to hold herself back from what looked like an exciting fight, Arisa threw herself into the battle to save the fantastic man, if only because he looked like he could use a hand... and a drink.

After the fight, Arisa and Feyth rode out of town on Arisa's Tyrant Lizard familiar, Rover. Luckily for Feyth, Rover took a liking to him, and even allowed him to ride on his back, in exchange for a treat. Feyth, being Feyth, convinced the monstrous tyrant lizard and his rider that really, he'd be better off if they let him tether himself to Rover and get dragged through the air behind them like an errant balloon.

Who Drinks Tea in a Tavern, Anyway?

A quiet monk, Duricorre, was calmly drinking a cup of tea in the local tavern when he noticed that a bunch of violent ragamuffins seemed to be scrabbling around him. He quickly put an end to this by using his clockwork armament to quell the uprising. Seeing the quick, clean actions of Duricorre, the instigator of the bar fight, a Night Caste thief named Ebon Hand of the Dragon was impressed.

Ebon's intentions when she approached the monk were made clear very quickly. In her infinitely spur-of-the-moment wisdom, Ebon proposed to this strong-armed monk that he should perform the duties of a bodyguard for her. Since Duricorre has a high Temperance, he did not immediately throw the idea aside. Duricorre was still so annoyed by the childishness and the low temperance of the rabble around him that his response to Ebon's assumptions about what he would do for her was mere apathy. Sensing acceptance, Ebon gave a little squeal, and shadowed Duricorre everywhere he went in the city, and a tentative partnership was formed.