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| + | A vision of Chaos as one huge City spread over countless Shadows. Vaguely based on the novels. Any critics/modifications to make Urban Chaos closer to the novels without completely changing the concept is welcome. | ||
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| + | == Tour == | ||
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| + | Have you ever heard of the mighty Empire of Chaos, of its haughty Lords, uncountable Legions of Beasts and Men, of Wizards and Shape-shifters, of its endless Shadow-colonies ? | ||
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| + | Well, let me tell you a secret about this Chaos. It does not exist. | ||
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| + | Should you be unlucky enough to enter the Realms of Chaos, you will find no empire and no legions, no colonies. What you will see is one city. In one street, you will encounter beggar prophets, in another one, minotaur nihilists, columns of ant-like travellers searching for a way out or aesthete djinns selling bottled humans in exchange of an oath and a soul. Perhaps you path will cross that of the Vitus Dancers, they will invite you in their bacchanal and you will sing, laugh, drink, play music and dance until your death by exhaustion. | ||
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| + | Chaos is but one city. Yet, what city it is. None, it is said, has ever walked from one extremity to another. Perhaps it has no boundaries and only reaches deep into Shadows, in all directions, up to the point where Shadows themselves are devoured by the Abyss. Stories abound of armies of Chaos dwellers or creatures of steel or magic, spawned by wizards or Lords, or perhaps by the Pit itself to seize the city. All the stories end with the would-be conqueror disappearing, dreams of dominance broken, swallowed by the mist as so many unfinished cosmic jokes. | ||
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| + | There are splendors in Chaos. The omnipresent statue of the Serpent, the arrogant Philosopher Garden, the Arcades of Vapor as well as many of the Citadels, the long-lost Logrus and the fabled Tower of the Swayvil. | ||
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| + | === The Statue of the Serpent === | ||
| + | === The Citadels === | ||
| + | === The Pit === | ||
| + | === The Logrus === | ||
| + | (yes, Suhuy *is* a beggar) | ||
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| + | === The Black Roads === | ||
Revision as of 09:13, 1 October 2005
The rock on which I stood... If I attempted to fix my gaze upon it, it took on the aspect of a pavement on a hot afternoon. It seemed to shift and waver, though my footing was undisturbed. And it was undecided as to the portion of the spectrum it might call home.
(Prince Corwin of Amber in The Hand of Oberon, by Roger Zelazny)
Contents
Urban Chaos
About...
A vision of Chaos as one huge City spread over countless Shadows. Vaguely based on the novels. Any critics/modifications to make Urban Chaos closer to the novels without completely changing the concept is welcome.
Tour
Have you ever heard of the mighty Empire of Chaos, of its haughty Lords, uncountable Legions of Beasts and Men, of Wizards and Shape-shifters, of its endless Shadow-colonies ?
Well, let me tell you a secret about this Chaos. It does not exist.
Should you be unlucky enough to enter the Realms of Chaos, you will find no empire and no legions, no colonies. What you will see is one city. In one street, you will encounter beggar prophets, in another one, minotaur nihilists, columns of ant-like travellers searching for a way out or aesthete djinns selling bottled humans in exchange of an oath and a soul. Perhaps you path will cross that of the Vitus Dancers, they will invite you in their bacchanal and you will sing, laugh, drink, play music and dance until your death by exhaustion.
Chaos is but one city. Yet, what city it is. None, it is said, has ever walked from one extremity to another. Perhaps it has no boundaries and only reaches deep into Shadows, in all directions, up to the point where Shadows themselves are devoured by the Abyss. Stories abound of armies of Chaos dwellers or creatures of steel or magic, spawned by wizards or Lords, or perhaps by the Pit itself to seize the city. All the stories end with the would-be conqueror disappearing, dreams of dominance broken, swallowed by the mist as so many unfinished cosmic jokes.
There are splendors in Chaos. The omnipresent statue of the Serpent, the arrogant Philosopher Garden, the Arcades of Vapor as well as many of the Citadels, the long-lost Logrus and the fabled Tower of the Swayvil.
The Statue of the Serpent
The Citadels
The Pit
The Logrus
(yes, Suhuy *is* a beggar)
