The Amatatsu Legacy: Jade Regent
Brinewall Castle is a large, intimidating structure. The squat castle looks all the larger for its position atop the bluff west of the village, looming over the surrounding region with a commanding presence. The castle is built of grey stone, though close inspection reveals numerous different types of stone.
The Brinewall Mystery
p. One of Varisia’s most talked about mysteries is what led to the doom of Brinewall. So far the PC’s have uncovered these clues:
- In the tower guard post- spilled arrows, old bloodstains, dropped and ruined longbows indicating some massive battle took place here long ago.
- In the briefing room- a number of documents, maps and troop lists dating back to the day Brinewall was attacked. The guards believed the citizens of the village below were rioting, and that several of the buildings had caught fire. They were preparing to mount an expedition to investigate and bring order, but there is no indication of their success or failure.
- In the ballroom- not only that a terrible battle took place here long ago, but also that at least one of the aggressors in the fight possessed prodigious strength, judging from the deep gouges in the walls near the largest bloodstains (the gouges appear to have been created by an enormous axe or similar weapon in several places).
- In the Captain’s Office- several scattered and hastily written notes among the desk’s shambles, one of which is part of a letter mentioning an attack on Brinewall Castle. The letter describes the attack as a night assault by men dressed in dark robes. The letter is unfinished and contains no further information.
- In the servant’s quarters- The fungus-covered corpses of the servants here are among the few existing remains of the castle’s original doomed inhabitants. Although only a few bones are left, an investigation of them (once the mold’s cleared away) reveals limbs and heads severed by sharp
slashing weapons, and no sign of skulls (these were taken as trophies).
- In the storeroom- Poor Tolo’s skeleton, still pinned to the floor beneath a stack of old f irewood and a heavy iron brazier. The child had tried to distract himself from the sounds of battle outside by scribbling drawings on the wall with charcoal—these images depict crude representations of ninja with throwing stars, frightening bird-headed men, and lumbering magical ogres wielding axes—images made all the more frightening by their childlike quality.