Foundation of the Society

One fine sailing season, not long ago, the reknowned adventurer Captain diUmbria of Venice was gliding across the Mediterranean when something in the crystal waters below caught his eye.


It was a dull longsword, by the looks of it not long cast-off; and it bore a name, that of Vikus. It was a name of a man he’d seen around the docks of Seville more than once, though he did not know him. How did the blade come to be here? A mystery to be solved some other day.


Not long after this another sunken treaure caught his attention, this time in the waters off Candia. This time it was a ship’s figurehead, carved of brass into the likeness of some great man. This time he could find no clue as to the origins of the item, so he kept it and had it affixed to one of his own vessels as soon as he could. The sword he gave to his companion Phillip Laurent.


At length the memory of Keplin gnawed at his mind. The man had mentioned the sea beast, the mythical kraken, one night at a dockside tavern. It was the last time diUmbria saw him, or indeed that anybody saw him as far as the Venetian could tell. Had he gone seeking the creature? Was he off on some other adventure?


It was partly to find the whereabouts of Keplin, and partly to form a group of like-minded explorers to verify the existence of sea monsters, that diUmbria spent a long night with paperwork in the guild halls of Venice. By the next morning, the Kraken Hunter’s Society had been founded.


Almost immediately, the Spaniard Juan Garrion expressed interest in the venture. Not due to the disappearance of their mutual friend Keplin, though. Or to finding sea monsters. Instead, Garrion had his eye on the legal fact that as an established Company, the Kraken Hunter’s Society could now be used to charter land for a colony in the New World. The Spaniard was overflowing with riches, and always looking for more; diUmbria welcomed him in without question, thinking the relationship could only serve to profit them both.


diUmbria researched theĀ  kraken in the archives at Marseille and found that it was indeed supposed to live in the seas north of Britain, deep in the Norwegian seas. He had traveled here somewhat extensively, mapping out the North Sea, Norwegian Sea, and Icelandic Ocean Basin. But no sign of the kraken. there was a bit of ocean between these two areas, direcly north of Scotland, that remained unknown to him. But Keplin’s account, and the research, seemed to indicate the beast lived further north and east. It could move, of course, and diUmbria could be misinterpreting.

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