Chateauclair: Low City

Ashardalon is dead, but Chateauclair was not saved.

Lionel Tahir is ascendent. His war against the central powers of Gildas is at an end, and he has come out on top. His banners hang over the harbour. His agents control the counting houses, the docks, the courts, and the temples. The Church of K’hara does not officially worship him, but everyone knows what its hymns now mean.

The city has peace, or something close enough to it.

The soldiers, criminals, mercenaries, refugees, zealots, failures, and other inconvenient people have been sent out to the Marches. The Marches are over there — far from polite streets and polished altars. But they send back a steady stream of gold, relics, wounded men, strange cargo, desperate letters, and problems that respectable people do not want tied to their names.

In Chateauclair, the underworld thrives.

The Dead Dragon Inn still stands, though its glory has soured. The old dragon is being fed. Meat, money, secrecy, and blood move through the city at great cost. Priests bless what they should fear. Nobles pay to hide what they have purchased. Dock gangs move cargo after midnight. Veterans drink away what they saw in the Marches. Debtors vanish. Informants prosper. Bodies return with no names.

This is a grounded, low-level campaign about the people living beneath Tahir’s victory.

You are not the great heroes of the age. You are not marching out to save the world. You are locals, operators, debtors, deserters, apprentices, cutpurses, failed priests, sellswords, informants, and ordinary people pressed against extraordinary powers.

The game will focus on immersive roleplay in the 4D style: shorter sessions, less table talk, more time in character, and more trust at the table. Do not ask permission to act. Do not wait for the plot to arrive. Tell us where your character is, what they are doing, and what they say. The city will answer.

The Marches are over there.

Chateauclair is here.

And here, everything has a price.