WFRP II - Marienburg.pdf - podreczniki EN - Berni1977

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ÐThe city lay between them and

the sea, a dark mass of buildings

still too distant to distinguish, so

that it seemed to spread like a

bruise across the landscape.

Reflections struck back from a

scattering of domes and towers

large enough to stand out in their

own right, and Rudi felt his head

begin to reel as he took in the

scale of it. Thin veins of sparkling

water threaded their way through

the acres of densely packed

masonry, making the whole vista shimmer against

the back of his eye.

The Canals 3

The Catacombs 3

Doodkanaal 4

Adolph's Fine Clothing Emporium 5

The Crab Union Building 6

The Hounds' Den 7

The Jolly Boatman 8

The Rat and Pipe 8

Schwartzwasserstraat 9

The Sign of the Sad Face 10

Elfsgemeente 11

Goudberg 11

Marquandt's Escorts 12

The Prince's Rest 14

ReeÓs Wax Museum and Studio 16

The Sign of the Brush and Gull 18

Van ReeveldtÓs Boatbuilders 20

The Vermillion Pawn 22

Guilderveld 30

Delftgruber and Son 31

Fooger's Counting House 34

Groenewoud's Fine Meats 36

Red Cock Inn 37

Sybo's Mystic Emporium 49

Handelaarmarkt 43

Kruiersmuur 43

Deedesveld Graveyard

(including Sailor's Memorial

and Smuggler's Caves) 44

DmitriÓs Apothecary 57

Heiligdom Î Shallyan Asylum of

Blessed Rest 59

Koester's Boarding House 61

Margaretta 63

TarnopolÓs Clock Tower 64

Three Guilders Emporium 67

Noordmuur 68

Ostmuur 69

The Temple of Mrr 69

Oudgeldwijk 69

Paleisbuurt 70

Embassy Row 71

The Gull and Trident 73

Hoogbrug Bridge 74

The New Palace 75

Stadsraad 76

Rijker's Isle 78

Rijkspoort 78

Schattinwaard 78

Suiddock 79

ÐRudi hesitated on the threshold of the tavern

door, his nostrils suddenly assaulted by the smell

of the city. Yesterday it had built up gradually, so

heÓd barely noticed it, but today it hit him in the

face all at once, a strange mixture of rotting mud,

human waste, decaying vegetables and a sharp,

clean odour he didnÓt recognise but somehow

instinctively knew must be the sea.Ñ

A wealth of background detail exists on the

capital of the Wasteland and it remains a popular

destination for WFRP parties, as well as

providing the location to Black Library books

such as Death's City and A Murder in

Marienburg.

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The Brotherhood of Seamen

and Pilots 80

Draaienbrug Swing Bridge 82

The Golden Lotus Dreaming House 82

Granny Hetta 85

Haagen's Wharf 86

Jeremias Qualk 88

The Marienburg Gentleman's Club 90

The Marienburg Secretariat

for Trade Equity 95

Neiderbrug Bridge 99

The Pelican's Perch 99

Potion Square 107

Dagblad's Wholesale

Leathers 107

Doktor Markus Puttlangs 109

Hassan's 111

Jan Arzneier's Floracopoeia 114

Kluger's Emporium 115

Lisette's Leather Goods 118

The Long Dragon 120

Loewijer's Tannery 125

Old Mother Crumhorn 128

Orphanage of St Rutha 133

Sign of the Quill 138

The Edelmoed Temple 140

The Funeral Emporium 142

The Watch Post 146

Wilhelm Rotkopf, Alchemist 149

Tempelwijk 154

Baron Henryk's College of

Navigation and Sea Magicks 155

Cathedral of Manann 157

Cathedral of Shallya 159

Cathedral of Verena 162

Temple of Haendryk 164

Temple of Myrmidia Di Mari 165

Vlakland 167

The Vloedmuur 167

Winkelmarkt (and Kleinmoot 168

The Honourable Company of

Lamplighters and Watchmen 173

The Knights of Purity 173

The League of Gentlemen Entrepeneurs

('The Guild We Don't Talk About') 176

ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS AND THANKS

Articles originally written by Graeme Davis, Carl

Sergeant, Richard Laing, Ken Walton, Ken

Rolston, Claus Ekstrom, Alfred Nuez, Simon

Crowe, Sandy Mitchel and Anthony Ragan.

Thanks to Micheal Congreve, Paul Adler,

Alexander J Bateman and Chris Hudson for their

help in compiling and updating these articles.

NOTES

Please be aware that the contents in this

document have been taken from the original

material found on the Black Industries website

concerning Mariengurg. Apart from the section

entiltled ÐNOTESÑ nothing else has been altered

or added, except 1) Images may appear bigger or

smaller 2) Some unimportant Imaages maybe

missing 3) The page construction alters from the

original webpages and the layout has been

compiled in a way suitable for a paper

production. 4) A section has been added entiltled

ÐMapsÑ 5) A section has been added entiltled

ÐDISCLAIMERÑ.

DISCLAIMER

This document is for your personal enjoyment

only, it should not be sold or used in such a way

that would provide you with a financial reward.

All the material has at some time been offered

free of charge for the use in your games and

therefore should only be used in your games.

List of Inns and Taverns 182

List of people 183

Maps 185

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The canals are MarienburgÓs highways, crowded

with boats of all kinds. The largest is the

Rijksweg, the main channel of the river Reik

which bisects the city and along which mist ships

pass. A branch of it, the Brynwater, courses

through the islands of the Suiddock and provides

some of the cityÓs busiest docks. At the far north,

the Noordmuur canal is a popular route for people

conducting business in the commercial and

government districts, as it lets them avoid the

heavy traffic on the Rijksweg. Contrasted with

this is the southernmost channel, the aptly named

Doodkanaal or ÒDead CanalÓ, a sluggish and

malodorous waterway choked with trash and

sometimes bodies from the worst parts of the city.

Evil smells and vapours rise from it, and only

those who canÓt afford anything better or who

arenÓt welcome anywhere else willingly live

along its banks.

canals and docks. Some, like the Grand Sweep on

the Reikside of the Palace District, are broad and

open. Others, especially deep within the old

quarters like Suiddock or the forgotten tenements

of the Doodcanal slums, are little more than cuts

in the rock barely large enough for a man to get

through. Ill-lit and hidden from view, what were

meant to be simple pathways often become death-

traps for those who have an enemy or two.

IMPRESSIONS OF

MARIENBURG'S CANALS(

ÐAs he watched, one of the skiffs Artemus had

indicated turned suddenly, vanishing up a side

channel so narrow the boat barely made it

through, and he became aware that the far bank

was riddled with narrow inlets and canals. He

pointed it out and Artemus nodded. ÒThere are

thousands of them,Ó he said. ÒMost only go a little

way inland, but some are back channels between

the main canals.Ñ

Dozens of other canals meander among the

islands, some so small they arenÓt even marked

on city maps. Little more than alleys, these

narrow channels lead to the backs of businesses

or homes, or to private lagoons hidden among the

overhanging buildings. ItÓs easy for a stranger to

get lost among all the waterways, named but not

marked, so most visitors to Marienburg hire one

of the many local water-coaches to take them

around. Boat-handling and swimming are

common skills here, so much so that itÓs an

Imperial joke that Ðno Marienburger will go

anywhere if he canÓt get wet doing itÑ.

Stairs cut into the islands themselves or built of

wood in poorer districts provide access to the

ÐNarrow channels between the buildings heÓd

taken for alleyways from a distance, frequently

turning out to be thin canals, barely wide enough

for a single boat, over which the roadways were

carried by bridges. Occasionally, as he glanced

down one, he caught a glimpse of more open

water, where they opened out into lagoons wide

enough for a small dock, where a house or place

of business had an entrance opening directly onto

the waterways. A couple of times he crossed more

substantial bodies of water, where the canals

were wide enough to carry almost as much traffic

as the streets; possibly even more so, as the vast

majority of land routes were too narrow to

accommodate carts or horses and nearly all the

commercial traffic appeared to be conveyed by

boat. Some of the bridges were almost

indistinguishable from the rest of the street, as

they were encrusted with shops and houses like

the one theyÓd entered the city by.Ñ

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Over the cityÓs first thousand years, as

Marienburg grew from a place of refuge to a

fishing port to a great centre of commerce, the

people built the islands up from the water, facing

their sides with stone and filling the interior with

earth and rock. Noble families would spend vast

sums to add another foot or two, each layer a

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visible sign of their power and wealth. Every so

often, when the walls had risen high enough that

it was time to fill the interior in, the Barons of

Westerland would command the levelling of all

structures and their rebuilding on the new surface.

Though orders were given that all rooms were to

be filled, many found ways to avoid this and

constructed their new structures atop the

chambers of the old. As a result, many

Marienburg buildings have basements, sub-

basements and sub-sub-basements, some still in

use, others long ago walled-off and forgotten, and

some connected by networks of tunnels dug by

long-forgotten architects. While most are used for

legitimate purposes (legitimate by a

MarienburgerÓs definition, at least), many are

popular routes and bolt-holes for smugglers,

criminals and cultists who access them via hidden

or forgotten doors in the archaic system of

cisterns and flood sluices under the islands at the

waterÓs level.

COMMON KNOWLEDGE

ÐAs long as the gangers stay in there shanking

each other over half a copper, then weÓll stay out

here looking after those who do have some

money." - Jacobus, Black Cap

The Doodkanaal, or Dead Canal, Ward is the

most run down area of Marienburg though it was

once a thriving district where trade flowed freely.

Slowly, as the canals and waterways of the rest of

the city changed, the currents of the watercourse

through the canton became sluggish. The canal

clogged with waste and barges no longer

travelled that way. In Marienburg where there is

no trade, there is no money. The district fell into

disrepair as merchants moved away, closer to the

active trade routes. Those who could afford to

leave did so, leaving the poor and desperate

behind. The Dead Canal district turned into a hub

of crime and villainy, a haven for those who

wished to hide from the more civilised areas of

the city. Nowadays the Black Hats fear to enter

and the ruling guilds ignore it in their bustling

city. Whilst seemingly lawless, some sort of

civilisation still exists within shops and taverns,

as people attempt to claw their way out of the

direst of circumstances. There is no City Watch

post in the Doodkanaal and the responsibility for

maintaining law and order theoretically falls to

the Winkelmarkt Black Caps as the nearest

barracks.

IMPRESSIONS OF THE CATACOMBS

ÐNow he gagged on the odour of raw effluent and

rotting, rancid decay Î the stench of men, bitter

as the metallic taste of adrenaline at the back of

his throat. A greasy yellow mist choked the air in

these stone tunnels, so acrid it burnt his eyes. È

He staggered on, the thigh deep waters sapping

the strength from his legs.Ñ

ÐArullen emerged from one tunnel into a circular

chamber. Five more tunnels radiated off this

space, like the spokes of a wooden cart. The elf

looked up, more in hope than expectation of

seeing the sky overhead. Instead there was a

canopy of bones and tattered scraps of skin, the

edges ragged from who knew what.Ñ

ÐA sickly green light bathed the terrifying

tableau. Arullen realised the illumination was

born of a thousand tiny glows È light worms

feeding on the last remnants of flesh and blood,

using the nutrients to warm their glowing

bodies.Ñ

IMPRESSIONS OF DOODKANAAL

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The worst of Marienburg's slums, feared and

avoided. Dying and blighted.

ÐHe pointed into the distance, where a wider

tributary marked the break between this island

and the next. The buildings beyond it were

shabbier, showing unmistakable signs of

dereliction, and a couple of wharves sagged

visibly on their pilings, on the verge of sliding

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into the canal. ÒThatÓs Doodkanaal, and itÓs well

named, let me tell you. No one goes there if they

can avoid it. Even the Black Caps give it a wide

berth if they can.ÓÑ

ÐThe few passers-by were now gaunt and

haggard, their clothing ragged, mirroring the

decaying state of the buildings they evidently

lived in. Gradually, they disappeared altogether,

although he could still hear stealthy movement

and muffled voices in some of the buildings that

surrounded him. There were no more fires or

torches to be seen either, just a faint glimmer of

necrotic light from Morrsleib as it raised a sliver

of itself over the surrounding rooftops. The feeble

illumination was enough to allow him to see,

despite a thin, freezing mist which began to flow

through the streets, bringing with it the odour of

water and rotting mud.Ñ

Doodkanaal and the rest of Marienburg.

Sometimes Katarine hears movement from the

other side, and worries whether shouting out will

attract help, or bring in something far worse than

her abusive husband.

ADOLPH

Burgher

Fat and lazy, when Adolph is not selling ragged

clothing to the citizens of the Dead Canal he is

down at the local taverns sinking pints and

groping barmaids. He sees his wife as little more

than a servant, there to do his every bidding.

When he lets her out of the cellar to cook and

clean for him, his podgy fingers keep her on a

tight leash.

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Businessmen still ply their trade in the

Doodkanaal district, for even the poor need food

and other goods and services. Adolph Winsen is

one such businessman, running a shop claiming

to sell a fine range of garments for the discerning

gentleman and lady.

Skills: Common Knowledge (the Wasteland)

(Int), Consume Alcohol (T), Drive (Ag), Evaluate

(Int), Gossip (Fel), Haggle (Fel), Perception (Int),

Read/Write (Int), Search (Int), Speak Language

(Breton) (Int), Speak Language (Reikspiel) (Int

+10)

Talents: Dealmaker, Savvy, Super Numerate,

Very Resilient

Weapons: Dagger (1d10).

Trappings: Adolph wears a snug shirt and

unbuttoned breeches. His clothes are stained with

ale, food, and a little vomit. He keeps his much-

used dagger in a sheath on his belt, but he

constantly fidgets with it because the pommel

digs into his rolls of fat. In his purse, he has 1 gc

and 6s.

In truth, Adolph claimed the shop as his own

when the previous owner saved up enough money

to leave the district and abandoned the building

and some of his stock. Adolph still has some of

the old stock left, and has supplemented those

with clothing that amounts to patched up rags.

Adolph himself is a fat and lazy man, more

interested in spending time in the Jolly Boatman

than in his shop.

Adolph recently married Katarine, a girl over ten

years his junior. At eighteen, she naively believed

becoming the wife of a shopkeeper would bring

her stability and financial security. Whilst

charming at first, Adolph revealed himself to be

an evil brute. After they wed. He treats her as

little more than a slave, forcing her to cook and

clean and keeping her locked in the cellar when

he goes out to spend what little money they have

on grog.

KATARIN

Servant

As a nave girl of eighteen summers, Katarine

though that marrying a merchant, even one as

lowly as a clothes seller in the Dead Canal, would

bring her financial security for the future. Two

years on and her otherwise pretty face shows cuts

and bruises from the times she has tried to defy

One locked door in the cellar leads to the further

underground complex that exists beneath the

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