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Sunday, December 12, 2010

Warband Briefing: Adherents of the Repeated Mean

The
Adherents
of the
Repeated Mean
By Scriveners Hannan and Swearingen

Altdorf, 2493-2522 I.C.
Pythagorus was a moneychanger who made a fair bit of coin plying his trade in Altdorf, until one day he was offered a rare tome by a client who could not pay.  He accepted the expensive looking tome, and began his research into it's contents - a radical new theorem of mind-bottling mathematics.  As he applied  it's teachings to his trade, he was able to achieve a vast amount of wealth in a short time.

In addition to it's practical elements, the tome, Theoretical Algorithms for the Applied Abrogation of Limitations, was full of proposed theories that bordered on the insane - and worse, the heretical.  As he would intone the litanies and scrawled the profane diagrams and symbols contained therein, Pythagorus was mildly surprised when he began to sprout mutations.  As his acceptance of the Chaos contagion grew, so did his physical markings, which included his easily recognizable third and fourth arms.

A Lord of Change
As Pythagorus was forced to flee Altdorf due to his inability to conceal the growing taint within himself, the daemon of the book began to speak with him.  Zimiz, a daemon who had been trapped within the book to calculate the exact number of pi for all eternity for a transgression against his master, had finally found a human  to carry on his work in his stead.  Pythagorus had calculated the mythical number to the ten thousandth decimal (per the book's instruction) and Zimiz grew strong.

The daemon made contact with his nearly-gibbering devotee, and charged him with a new task that was crucial to his plan to escape.  The mutant mathematician would be set to scour the world for sets of identical infant children.  Pythagorus, under the auspices of his new master, set about creating a cult.  Nearly thirty years later, the children that were stolen by the mutant in the night would grow strong and demented in their devotion to their daemon master.

The cult's ultimate goal is to summon their master to the mortal world, and destroy the prison that binds his master.  They search far and wide for money and wyrdstone to fuel this mighty endeavor, for it is no trifle of a ritual to do this.  Pythagorus has been promised many gifts for his servitude, which he hopes might include the favor of his fickle and capricious god.

The truth is often different for the servants of such entities, but when Pythagorus has calculated the ten millionth decimal of pi, time will tell which of his hopes and fears prove to be true.


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