Connects to hexes: 30.15.01 and 44.03.
Overview
Beneath the cliff here, there is a small community of crude, recently constructed huts. The people who live here are the former miners of Fallsalt (44.03), who now call themselves the Disciples of Cleramon. Cleramon was formerly a bard, though long years have passed since his renowned rivalry with the poet Trimueil, (30.15.01) which played out across all the taverns in the Shuttered City. Recently Cleramon was playing the miners’ bars in Fallsalt when a curious thing happened. A vein of salt was unearthed of a dull grey color, which made it unsuitable for export. Instead it was used to salt the dinners of the local miners. Unfortunately, this grey salt was actually extremely potent, and as a result all the people of Fallsalt became docile and obedient. All except Cleramon. His people have long prohibited the seasoning of foods, and with good reason. When he realized what was going on, Cleramon quickly took control of the entire town. He then had them move to their current location, which is closer to a major source of grey salt and further away from prying eyes. The Disciples of Cleramon believe him to be a great prophet, and accept his many fanciful sagas as gospel truth. However, there is no way to make their suggestible mindset selective in any way. If someone else were to tell them that Cleramon is a liar, they would instantly believe that - until Cleramon told them something different again.
Hooks
- Again with the poet Trimueil. Why were he and Cleramon rivals?
- Why is it wise for Cleramon’s people not to season their food?
- What kind of weird beliefs do the Disciples follow?
- What is Cleramon’s plan? Does he just want to hang around with his worshippers in the back of beyond, or is there something more to it?
