Guild, Learning, Integrity

Also known as the Voice this table is a coalition of power between the guilds that train the various folk that protect and represent the realm. Each guild strives to find representation proper on the Golden Table as it concentrates on the Haruspexes, Doctors and Investigators across the land. The voice was formed quite late as a Table, politically, although it has existed as an entity for centuries. It came about through the lobbying of the powers of the Guilds that sought a representation in matters of the Basin and of the people that they represented. Here came the disenfranchised, the newcomers to the arena and the persecuted. Chief among them were the Haruspexes, who had faced years of state instituted violence and death as heretics and the University specialists who were seeking fair representation. Soon after they were joined by the Guildsfolk of those that were considered tag-alongs – The Oath , The Academy and The Battered Shield to name but a few.

As the years went by it became clear that the people of the Voice had a lot to say but that their voices needed to be unified. The Crimson Table had become a guilders table, literally every member came from a guild that people considered an “adventuring” guild, although that term was banned by the Black Table in 2004. It was clear to the Voice that the politicians of the world respected two things above all others – Power and Wealth. So the Voice became led by Haruspexes of the Institute for power and Professionals of the University for Wealth. The Crimson Table became the ultimate vehicle for the concerns and needs of the Guildic community that were most active in the field and taking on the missions that came regularly through the Iron Table.

As the years went by it became clear that the people of the Voice had a lot to say but that their voices needed to be unified. The Crimson Table had become a guilders table, literally every member came from a guild that people considered an “adventuring” guild, although that term was banned by the Black Table in 2004. It was clear to the Voice that the politicians of the world respected two things above all others – Power and Wealth. So the Voice became led by Haruspexes of the Institute for power and Professionals of the University for Wealth. The Crimson Table became the ultimate vehicle for the concerns and needs of the Guildic community that were most active in the field and taking on the missions that came regularly through the Iron Table.

This gave them a LOT of power; Without them, without this Union of Warriors, Bards, Psionicists and Engineers the Royal Basin would lose a huge amount of its power within Daer Akmir. Which led the Golden Table to ask the newly formed Crimson – “What do you want?” After much deliberation the Crimson Table found its way. The Voice stands for the Guildsfolk of the Royal Basin and the role that they play in the grand arena of the world. When the Iron Table decides that a mission is a go it is the Crimson Table that looks at the ethics of that mission, the pay and unifies to get the right resources to the people that are undertaking it. But more than that they are bringing the new concepts of the world into the light. Psionics, long persecuted is championed here, the Weave is an ancient form of magic that is little understood but here the power of story is found and understood.

The Crimson Table is a place for the lost, a place for Priests that will not stand with a crumbling clergy or Sourcerers that cannot tolerate an oppressive College. Here the folk that stand between the people of the Royal Basin and everything and anything that will try to bring them harm find an integrity that does not exist in other places. There is pride here and love here, a feeling of family and shared suffering that is simply not replicated anywhere else. There is always a job to be done, a new form of magic to be understood, a Daemon to slay or cellar full of rats to be put down. Here is where you will be well paid, well trained and appreciated for doing so. Together. The people adore them, The Crimson Line, the Heroes Table. People weep for them, they follow their lives in the press, hang on their words and they dream of being th

What Guildsfolk of the Crimson Table Are

Big, damn heroes, sir.
Professionals.
The stuff that legends are made of.
Always willing to stand and fight them hard because they will never run. They will always be the Shining Stars and do what must be done.

What Guildsfolk of the Royal Basin Are Not

A Union.
Whining Toadies.
Stereotypes. Unless they want to be. Solidarity.