Setting

Lustria

Land of opportunity and supposed wealth, if you can ignore the prospects of disease and death in a jungle setting. It’s comforting to know that nothing waits sleeping in that steaming jungle… right? Except for gold just waiting to be pocketed. Natives? Trinkets to buy them off.

Isthmus of Lustria

"The land slithers between an expanse to the north and south, and in its middle, like the arching back of a serpent is a great peak that the natives call 'Pahuax.' Sorry, did I say natives? I meant, uh... Sir Navantes. Yes. He called it Pahuax. Of course, there are no natives: it is an empty land, my king!"

 — Marco Colombo, Estalian explorer & charlatan

Port Reaver is the largest town within the Isthmus of Lustria, just north-east of Swamp Town, and represents the first sustained effort by non-Norscan Old Worlders to settle in the New World. Established by the ousted Pirate Prince Lucciano Soprania of Sartosa in 2064 IC, Port Reaver became the bane of shipping lanes outside of the Black Gulf. 

For nearly five centuries, the port flourished as a pirate haven where the Reaver Princes were said to govern fairly (if raucously) according to the code of Stromfels. However, in recent years under the new Pirate King Bastjan Borġ of the Reaver High Council, Port Reaver has undergone a transformation to change its reputation and standing. Bastjan seeks to convert Port Reaver into the capital of a new nation officially recognized by the powers of the Old World, though he has received significant opposition both from within and without the port. 

Port Reaver is hemmed in on all sides by thick jungles which grow terribly quickly, lending to well-paved streets that end abruptly in vines and tree trunks that grow up and into the buildings at its limits. On the far side is a sheltered harbor guarded by two embankments with twin towers — the Shark and the Trident — that watch the horizon and jungles around. Despite these defenses, Port Reaver is often raided by strange monsters who slink into the streets at night. However, the locals are known to be a hardy sort, and no one would dare swagger outside without a brace of pistols and a cutlass at their hip, so such attacks are quickly and habitually repelled before any real damage can be done.

 

 

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