"Pearl of Cities - Yes, a lump of detritus surrounded by the diseased secretions of a dying mollusc is about right."
From the moment I first picked up the roleplaying book for Amber, the Diceless Role-playing Game, I was smitten. So, with no previous experience, save a few games of D&D, and one willing friend/victim as a character, I began my own game.
Before you go further, if you are a regular, you can now update yourself on campaign news without hacking your way through logs.
Amber is a nice place on the surface, but the rulers are as inbred as your average Welsh farmstead, and the long lack of a decent ruler, after Random's disappearence, left the place shaky at best. I started the campaign before the Patternfall War ever happened, and took the group through it, spitting and cursing me, and enjoying themselves immensely. There was nothing they could have done about any of the events short of reading the books, but none of them got around to buying a copy of Nine Princes in Amber. However, they are much better behaved now. Except For Bronwyn. And Zeke. And... well, all of them.
Those who have read the books will know that Random married Vialle and settled down. Well, Vialle died early in In My Ever-So-Humble campaign. Random got himself stabbed, and Rinaldo teeters on the Throne of Amber, pulled down by Benedict's fall from grace.
The Campaign Logs telling the story right from the beginning may be found here. They are divided into the separate sub-campaigns, or will be once I have finished updating them. The various sessions have naturally engendered quotes, some of which are burid in the material, and the best of whiach have been removed for the sake of sanity. Yours, not ours. Quotes.
Here is to be found an approximate map - ie, a list - of the places where Amberites hang out.
Or else, there are Trumps and Descriptions of the Characters and the rest of the family. If you have any suggestions or questions or there is something you would like to see, mail me! I am here to serve. What or whom I serve is the only question.
And of course...
My humourous Amber bits... They had to pitch up somewhere.
of all those who have wandered through here lost, drunk, or even on purpose. I bet you wanted to know that...
eQuill borrowed from Arref Mak
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