The Council

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TUMB 11/02 The Council was a group of Oricerans who were determined to control Earth when the Gates opened. They had been low-key to this point, but had now robbed the LA Museum of all of the important old powerful artifacts they had been missing throughout the centuries, which had been put on display at the Museum. Brownstone had retrieved the minor ones before this,(the more powerful ones were still retained by the Council for reproduction and to support their future operations), and the US Government Special Forces were getting involved now that the Council had opened up to the larger enterprises.

THEIR GOAL:Power and influence. Nothing more.Nothing less. Ruling is difficult. Why do people rule? For power. For wealth. Skip the ruling and just go for the power and wealth. Find the opportunities and exploit them. That’s what the Council believes.”

They’re more interested in the more efficient collection of power and wealth. Criminals who seek to take advantage of a great opportunity, Earth, a place that had been all but stripped of its true magic for millennia. They moved slowly and subtly, gathered their time and resources, their contacts. A senator, a minister of parliament. If they’d waited long enough, maybe even a president or prime minister.” The Eyes wheezed. “But they pushed too hard and too fast. They chose the wrong city with the wrong defender. Decades of effort, now on the precipice. Perhaps wasted, but they aren’t done. Each individual Council member has tremendous magical ability, and they’ve collected artifacts. They intended to research them and copy them. To create servants who would be too powerful for most to challenge, while sitting in the shadows and pulling the strings. Control without rule.”


MEMBERSHIP: Crazak, their leader, a ruthless Light Elf.

Lawrence, an elf, a wizard who had been Crazak’s first recruit for the Council. Died in an attack.

Their gnome, Ferrao, had been the second, a gnome of exquisite and diabolical ability when it comes to dark artifacts,

Yilin, an Eastern Frostling, mistress of ice magic, had been the third. The blue-skinned Yilin, solid-black eyes, female. A frowning and deceptively young-looking witch.

Elizabeth had been the penultimate recruit, and she’d recommended He Who Hunts, having dealt with him during certain ill-defined dark rituals. Died in the bounty hunter's attack, TUMB 11/06

He Who Hunts, their assassin. Murderous. Floats,glowing red eyes peeking out of his robe and a hint of the red mist inside showing below his sleeves. He didn’t laugh unless it involved death. A summoned being, perhaps a creation of dark magics long forgotten. He lives to kill and seeks chaos. It’s odd, really.” The Eyes chuckled. “The Council doesn’t seek chaos, but he does. Their goals aren’t compatible.”