Welcome to Ravenholme
Ravenholme is a Live Action Roleplaying Game (larp) of a gothic
horror genre where players and crew take part in a series of vignettes
that depict events that take place in the long and unusual history
of Ravenholme Manor. Events can be as short as an evening or as
long as a whole weekend. If you are new to larp, make sure you
read the rulebook carefully and do not hesitate you forward your
questions to Ravenholme's head GM, Brian Watson at cheesypickupline@hotmail.com
New players and crew are always welcome at Ravenholme. You can
find more information about us at this website or join the discussion
on Diatribe forum www.diatribe.co.nz
Setting
The English countryside has for a long time been home to the
manor Ravenholme. The history of the house on the hill goes back
several centuries, but the history of the site upon which it is
built dates back to the time of the Elder Gods.
The mansion's land belongs to no country and its walls reject
the constraints of normal society. Since its construction, the
house has been a popular resort for nobles and people of class
and wealth, and its owners-- whoever they have been over the ages--
host to garish gatherings of hedonism and indulgence.
Glasses of wine punctuate duels to the death, players at cards
bet with their souls. It is said that wars have been started and
ended in its parlour, entire fortunes lost to dice and the course
of history changed.
The house is also the subject of many dark and unsettling rumours.
Whispers of creatures seen in the shadows and rituals for mysterious
forces are framework to tales of transformation-- of the body,
of the mind, of the soul. Those who go into Ravenholme and come
out again are different people-- if people at all.
As a character in the setting, you will be a player in a vignette,
a single strange tale from the halls of the manor Ravenholme.
You and your fellows will explore its many corridors and corners,
both unearthing and writing its dark and unusual history with
every step taken. You will face creatures of the night and forces
incomprehensible; you will face your fellow actors, you will face
death itself.
All are but strokes on an epic canvas; each tale a single movement
in the grand opera that is Ravenholme.
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