Tuesday, November 18, 2014

Portowners Are Stinky

Here is another way we can use available facts about Portown and the Portown 3D model to craft adventures.

Portown's fresh water comes from a number of wells, which themselves are fed by the underground river known to exist from the original dungeon map by J. Eric Holmes. The only other available source of freshwater is the small pond behind the bath house in the model. The bath house uses water from this pond for the baths. The owner of the bath house has asked Lord Baron Krindell (Sir Travis in Pinnell's module) to prohibit others from using the pond's waters. Krindell has declared that these waters are for all to use – because the bath house refused to pay his price in exchange for sole use. Since this is the only bath house in town and water is not abundant, most residents rarely bathe. The wealthier residents sometimes do and sometimes even visit the bath house, but the usual customers there are sailors who have just arrived in port and received their wages and share. As a result, the wealthy tend to go only when there is not a ship in port. Residents instead visit the markets to buy perfumes and personal scents.

This question about the source of fresh water leads to another question: where does the, um, “not-so-fresh” water go?

Into the sewer of course, but where does the sewer water go? The Portown sewers were built over top of the ruins of the old city. From there, none know.

How does all this lead to an adventure...?


“ENOUGH! Speak plainly!” commanded Thal Krindell, Lord Baron of Portown.

“I will speak as commanded milord,” said Yorell, the travelling mystic and magician. “But none save the Lord Baron himself can know what he will hear,” he added stingingly. Before anyone could speak of his impertinence he went on.

“From where comes the water that the people of Montydo (Portown, see below*) draw from their wells? From what unknown aquifer flows this stream?” he asked of the assembled hall. Playing to the crowd, he asked, “To where do your sewers flow? And how can you know when there are none left alive that saw them builded?” He paused to allow these questions to sink in.

“Montydo was built on top of an older city...a much older city. Its sewers lie on top of the streets of its older sister, and into them flow the wastes of your townsfolk. Down these ruined streets to what sewers there once were, and on to where none can say.”

“So you say!” yelled out Tymos, the baron's most senior retainer and captain of his guard. The man glanced at the Lord Baron, then quickly hung his head and looked to the floor, evidently in fear of some reprimand.

“You would speak, Tymos?” asked the Lord Baron.

The man kneeled. “Forgive my outburst, milord! It grieves me to stand witness as this charlatan weaves a tapestry of lies and midwifery, as if to beguile you!”

“Then you shall put your questions to him, and I shall listen.” Tymos turned and smiled with venom.

“You say that there are none left alive who saw the sewers built. How then know you where they run? Save that your undertaker knows not his work!”

“You need not believe me about where your sewers run,” said Yorell, “nor upon that which your city is builded. Are not the sewers there? Who among you has seen such building, such stonework? And where, Captain, do the sewer waters go?”

“I have not been in the habit of frequenting sewers, magician,” said Tymos, spitefully.

“Nor I,” said Yorell, laughing. “Neither am I a lich.” Then, this to the Lord Baron: “If you know not where comes your water, you know not what you drink, milord. If you know not where your sewers go, might they not go to and come from the same place?

“I have travelled far,” he continued speaking to the room, “and heard tales from other cities, and other towns, that your sister city lies beneath you. Swallowed up she was, by sea and earth, together with her people and her riches. Now, you and your people eat and sleep over them all, and in the morning empty your chamber pots into their streets. Pray her sewers do not come full, lest your own city be swallowed by your own refuse.”

Krindell sat back in his plush hair, in thought. He had perked up at the mention of riches. “And you seek leave to explore the filth filled sewers in service to the people of Montydo?”

“I, alone, wouldn't dare. There are also stories of Zenopus...” At the mention of the name, a shadow seemed to cross the faces of those in the room.

Yet, in the Lord Baron's face was reflected the signs of a strategy, fast forming. “Tymos, you will take two men and accompany our friend Yorell here, and report back to me.”

Tymos made move to object, but catching his lord's eye, subsided in submission.

It was decided.


Later, as the castle slept, Tymos met Yorell in the darkened hall.

“An equal share, then?” asked Tymos.

“Fool! Clever as was our intrigue today, think not that Krindell is besotted! He sent you to watch me, do you think that he will not send another to watch us both? Nay, we must see that the portion we bring him is large enough to rest his suspicions, and divide the rest between us. Perhaps, the journey will become treacherous though, hmm? Were the two us alone to survive and return, we could divide the portions as we see fit, hiding our shares and stealing back to collect them at our leisure. But for Krindell's portion, amongst we two, equal shares.”

“On the morrow, then?”

“On the morrow, at the Green Dragon. And rest well, for we will have need of more than our greed to sustain us.”


And as they parted, they knew not that they were overheard by one hidden in the shadows...



So, a greedy lord, a pair of conspirators, a shadowy figure... Of course one wouldn't read this to the players, except perhaps as an epilogue.

You will have to design the sewers, but I see these as about four to five feet wide, perhaps six feet high covered with a tightly fitted stone arch, running roughly east to west. Side sewers would contribute to the main line, most in the form of a 3 foot diameter pipe. The Cloaca Maxima in Rome is much larger, so this fits in terms of technology. I imagine the sewers to be at a slightly greater depth than the first level of Holmes' Sample Dungeon. The second level of the Holmes dungeon would be about the same level as the sewers, with the third level being the first joint level. This is consistent with Holmes' split level dungeon ideas.

          Holmes Dungeon                      Sewer

                  I                                            ---

                 II                                         Sewer, first level below sea level

                 III                                        Upper Ruins

The sewer level should include holes in the earth where water pours into the the upper ruins. This should be a fair drop, perhaps a cascade. The upper ruins should be full of raw sewage, and Portown's favorite son: rats. No really worthwhile treasure should be found until a significant depth is reached, and there should be real danger in taking it.

Our friend, Tymos, will be bringing two men with him (one of them a spy for the Lord Baron), so of course Yorell will feel outnumbered. He will hire PC's from the 'Dragon. Somewhere along the line treachery will occur, but will it be Tymos and Yorell killing or abandoning the rest, or will the conspirators turn on each other? What of the shadowy figure? A thief perhaps, or maybe a spy for the Order of Daegon? Will anyone return from the depths of this suburb of Y'ha-nthlei...?



* Portown is a known entity among many players, so I disguise it by changing the name to the local dialect. Guess what Montydo means...

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