Iron Kingdoms

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The Iron Kingdoms are a fantasy setting created by Privateer Press. The setting supports a tabletop RPG game and two miniature games: Warmachine and Hordes. Soon, there will also be a Warmachine: Tactics game, which is basically XCOM with Warjacks.

The Iron Kingdoms are a magical place, where the dwarves are clean-shaven, the elves have beards, orcs are gone and goblins, trolls, and ogres are all PC races. Also, where guns and steam-engines are gaining a foot-hold right alongside magic and swords.

The Iron Kingdoms is one of those games where the setting and rules are really closely intertwined, so I'm going to bounce back and forth between talking about the two of them. You don't like it, bugger off.

Basic rules

Iron Kingdoms only uses d6's (with very very occasional d3's), but most game-affecting rolls use 2d6 as a base. It's also possible to add extra d6's onto a roll, or occassionally take d6's away. You're very unlikely to need more than about 5 or 6 d6's per player though.

You'll be using these d6's in a fairly D&D-esque manner; roll 2d6 (+ any extra dice you managed to squeeze in), add your relevant skill and any active bonuses or penalties, and hope to beat a target number. In combat, you roll 2d6+accuracy to beat the opponent's DEF, then 2d6+power to beat their ARM, and they take damage equal to the amount you went over their ARM stat by. Non-combat skill rolls are either 2d6+stat+skill to beat a target number, or an opposed roll-off between you and the target.

History (real world)

The Iron Kingdoms setting began as an adventure path for Dungeons & Dragons 3rd Edition (that's 3.0, not 3.5) called the Witchfire Trilogy. While Witchfire had its flaws (chiefly that the players all played second fiddle to an official DMPC), it created a weird and interesting setting which was described in pretty damn fine detail, so it was popular enough to expand. Eventually, the authors had enough cash to found Privateer Press and create the wargames Warmachine and Hordes, based on stuff from the Iron Kingdoms setting, but with several retcons to fit it more closely to their original ideas of the world (e.g. no half-elves, healing magic was even more restricted). Warmachine and Hordes then got big enough that Privateer Press was able to reverse their original journey; they took the system from the Warmachine/Hordes wargame and built an Iron Kingdoms RPG around it.

The end result was... well, it's a bit niche, because you need to either know your way around the Iron Kingdoms setting or homebrew a functionally identical world, the rules are occasionally flimsy (especially around how to create monsters), and a few homebrews are recommended to keep things running really smoothly, but all in all it works pretty well and is likely to keep players interested if they're bored of standard fantasy settings.

History (in-universe)

Creation and ancient history

(There's a lot of fluff here, but we're gonna leave it for the Deities section and/or skip ahead to more interesting and relevant bits).

The world began in some way with a fight between Menoth and the Devourer Wurm. Menoth made mankind, the Wurm made forests and monsters, and Dhunia made trolls, goblins, and ogres. Then the Gods of the Divine Court improved on these base models and made elves, and the Great Fathers escaped their slavery and made dwarves. Menoth gave the gifts of civilisation to humans, but this basically consisted of giving them walls, fire, farming, and writing, and then saying "I gotta split, figure out what to do with these on your own", so humans progressed slowly. The Elven and Dwarven civilisations got built up much more quickly with help from their respective gods, and thus established the Empire of Lyoss in the far west of Immoren and the nation of Rhul in the north. A Wurm-worshipping alliance of wild tribes known as the Molgur sprung up in resistance to the forces of the first human cities, as did a civilisation of possible Infernal-worshippers called Morrdh. A seperate human civilisation called Khardorvic grew in the north.

The elves brought their gods into the world, thus royally fucking up the eastern half of the continent. There was a big war between the Menite civilisations in the south and the Molgur.

Deities and Dragons

All of the deities (except for the dragons, and possibly Cyriss) come from the plane of Urcaen. Urcaen pulls dodecatuple duty as all of your Mystical D&D planes rolled into one; it could be made up of hundreds of planes, it could be the gateway to planes unknown, or it could be the only other plane out there; nobody knows. If you die in Caen (the Prime Material Plane), your soul probably goes to Urcaen (unless it gets trapped by a necromancer, where things get theologically tricky). Lost souls wandering Urcaen apparently get eaten by the Wurm or stepped on by Menoth in short order, so it's prudent to worship a god to ensure that your afterlife is longer than your first one.

Oh, and by the way, only one dude has ever officially travelled to Urcaen and made it back alive, and he's sworn to an eternal oath of silence. Urcaen is not a plane to which you can jaunt back and forth easily. Taking a trip to Urcaen might be okay for a religiously-minded group of extremely high-level PCs, but not for anything less.

Menoth

God of Civilisation. Lawful Neutral in the D&D system, and that should tell you a lot. Menoth made humanity and gave them the basic technology they needed to become vaguely civilised (fire, farming, buildings, writing) and has spent his entire time since then being as massive a dick to humans as he can possibly manage. The good news is that he doesn't pay that much attention to humankind in general, being rather preoccupied with his neverending hunt/battle/whatever with the Devourer Wurm. Demands that you pay him strict and total obedience forever, and boy will his priesthood get you if you don't. Menite worshippers who die without having sinned too much get to go to the City of Man, one of the few strongholds of not-being-eaten in the mirror plane of Urcaen.

The Protectorate of Menoth is a theocratic nation dedicated to Him; think all of the worst bits of Muslim theocracies mixed with the Confederate States of America (motherfucker, was the Golden Circle's conquest of Mexico history or not) a caricature of medieval Roman Catholic Europe. Basically Douglas Seacat thinks the ancient conflicts between Muslims and Christians was an enormous cripple fight.

The Devourer Wurm

The other great big god of the setting; Chaotic Neutral God of the Wilderness. The Wurm represents wild beasts, forests, and all that jazz. However, he is not a peaceful happy nature god; he is into blood sacrifice, burning down cities, and creating monsters for the fun of it. Like Menoth, he's too worried about fighting his archrival to pay too much attention to the world. Wurm-worshippers tend to be savage wild cannibals. His worshippers believe that they will get to join his eternal hunt across Urcaen when they die, looking for lost souls to eat and laying siege to the City of Man.

The Circle Orboros view the Wurm and Dhunia as two aspects of the same god, representing the destructive and nurturant aspects of nature respectively, although their version of this single god is a lot closer to the Wurm than Dhunia. They believe that Menoth and the Wurm must remain in balance, or the losing party will try to escape into Caen and probably step on and/or eat it in short order. Since Menoth is so powerful what with the spread of civilisation and all, so they're trying to take civilisation down a few pegs. If the wilderness was too powerful, they'd build a metropolis or two.

Dhunia

The mother goddess of the trolls, goblins, and ogres. These races used to worship both her and the Wurm, but as Wurm worship got them repeatedly screwed over, they gradually turned away from him and focused exclusively on Dhunia. This is where you go if you want a reasonably kind and nurturing nature deity, although it's only those "primitive" races who take her seriously. Dhunian worshippers are into reincarnation; she collects the souls of her worshippers, adds them to her metaphorical Big Pot O' Souls, and ladles out a mixture of old and new soul bits whenever something new is born.

Dhunians believe that the Wyrm was Dhunia's first son, who grew so wild that he raped her, impregnating her with all the predators of the world, from lions and tigers and bears to trollkin and ogryn and, yes, that most dangerous of all predators: MAN. Her first son and greatest son was Menoth himself, who struck out to hunt down the Wyrm and kick his ass for hurting their mother. But the millenia have gone by so fast that Menoth and the Wyrm don't remember much of anything besides the joy of hunting one another which... actually makes a kind of sense.

Dhunian clerics are generally old-school shaman-spellcasters, and quite a few of them are always procreating hither and thither.

The Divine Court of the Elves

The elves have eight gods, all associated with a particular division of time; Lacyr (Ages), Ossyris (Hours), Ayisla (Night), Nyrro (Day), Scyrah (Spring), Lurynsar (Summer), Lyliss (Autumn) and Nyssor (Winter). When these gods noticed the existence of sentient beings on Caen, they decided to have a crack at making their own, and therefore Elves happened (so this setting's see themselves as a refinement of earlier designs rather than an elder race).

The elven gods were considerably more interventionist than the others, handing out secrets aplenty. However, this seemed to get harder for them over time, as the walls between Caen and Urcaen apparently thickened. The gods decided to teach the elves how to make a bridge between the planes, and the elves made the fucking stupid decision to put this bridge right in the middle of their capital. And of course, people flocked from miles around to see the opening of the bridge. So when it exploded after the gods made it through, a lot of elves died. It also split the continent of Immoren in half and turned most of the eastern half into a royally fucked-up desert, so it's not like building the bridge on the outskirts of town would have helped much, but that's still some pretty damn terrible urban planning.

Elves believed that their dead would either get to spend eternity in Lyoss if they were extra-specially good, or be reincarnated (still as elves) if they didn't make the cut. However, since the Rivening, the cycle has stopped, and some elves have been born without souls. It's hypothesised that these elves were meant to be receptacles for old souls, except that the old souls couldn't find their way back.

The Great Fathers and the Claywives

The dwarves have a total of thirteen gods, all dedicated to a particular form of craftsmanship or art; Orm (building), Godor (oration), Dohl (mining), Ghrd (wealth), Lodhul (cooking), Jhord (espionage), Odom (secrets), Dovur (weaponsmithing), Uldar (armoursmithing), Dhurg (axe-manship), Hrord (swordsmanship), Udo (hammer-manship), and Sigmur (whose role isn't mentioned in the IKRPG Core Rules but must be written down somewhere). These gods were created in slavery to a giant sentient mountain called Ghor, but they were eventually able to escape Ghor's clutches by tricking him into letting himself be mined hollow. They made their way to Caen, fashioned themselves some women called the Claywives (who are also worshipped by some dwarves), fathered the dwarven race, and left down an extremely detailed system of laws before heading back to Urcaen again. The dwarves believe that their dead get to live in the tower that the Great Fathers built out of Ghor's insides, eternally refining their chosen crafts. So where elves are slowly slipping away into nothingness, humans are either in a state of eternal servitude or getting spiritually nommed, and skorne are damned to everlasting torment in the Void, Rhulfolk chill and make themselves useful during a huge metaphysical game of Dwarf Fortress. That is, after a likely long life of making steam-powered magic robots, shooting the other races in their stupid tall people faces, and making fat stacks of bling from doing both. So praise be to the gods for assuring the vaguely Jewish/Scots-Irish thug life will be pimping from beginning to end and beyond.

Toruk the Dragonfather

Dragons in the Iron Kingdoms are basically Elder Gods, and as his title implies, Toruk is their progenitor and the biggest and baddest of the lot. Dragons keep their heart, soul, mind, and other essential organs inside a rock called a heartstone. Killing a dragon but leaving its heartstone behind just means that the dragon will generate a new body from the stone and come back for revenge. Dragons also release a terrible nature-altering radiation field known as blight. Different dragons have different kinds of blight, and Toruk's appears to be flavoured towards making undead creatures. The resident undead mad scientists of Cryx have used this to create all kinds of biomechanical zombies, ghosts, ghouls etc.

Toruk has never told anyone where he came from, and there doesn't seem to be any other easy way of finding out -- the only thing people are sure of is that none of the other gods made him. We do know, however, where his progeny came from. Toruk got lonely one day and decided to cut some pieces from his heart-stone. Unfortunately, the dragons which grew from those pieces got along like a sack full of cats, since they're all driven by the inescapable desire to join their broken heartstones back together again, so they were in a constant state of war for a while. The dragon-children managed to ally for just long enough to drive Toruk off the Immoren mainland before descending back into anarchy. There are now only a fairly small number of dragon-children left in the world, and most of them seem to be biding their time until they think that they have a decent chance of bringing down all of the others. Toruk, on the other hand, seems to be perfectly content chillin' on his personal island, waiting for his babies to come to him.

Even though Toruk lives on Caen, your players will not get to kill him, any more than D&D players should rightfully get to kill the Tarrasque Asmodeus. He is plot armoured up to and including the wazoo. Characters who get within one mile of Toruk either die and come back as zombies or pledge undying loyalty to him before kills them and brings them back as zombies.

Everblight

The most notable of Toruk's dragon-babies, who seems to have decided that now is the time to make his move against his dragon-dad. Everblight isn't that powerful as dragons go, but he is smart, and unlike all other dragons he actually has the capacity to control and focus his blighting abilities. He also found himself a magical sword that lets him cut up his heart-stone without making more baby dragons, so of course he's dispensed with his physical form altogether and has been sticking bits of his heartstone into various (mostly female) elves (the males are: one ogre, one golem-ish-thing, and one three-headed monster) to make himself an army. Oh yeah, and he's been making Xenomorph-esque monsters in his spare time.

The Twins

Morrow and Thamar, unlike their fellow gods, were once normal humans. Morrow is Neutral Good, and he is like Jesus, teaching you to work to improve yourself into the best person you can be while helping others to improve themselves too. Meanwhile, his dickhead sister Thamar is like Ayn Rand, and she is Neutral Evil, teaching you to work to improve yourself into the best person you can be while tearing other people down so that you shine that much brighter.

In life, the two agreed that a person should be able to rise above their current station in life, even to a point where they can rival the Wurm and Menoth. In death they went and did just that, though there were a lot of tears, heartbreak, and family drama in-between. While Menite priests like to say that only Menoth can fight the Wurm and save his faithful, the Twins also have their own cities for their followers and help out too. Their followers claim Menoth basically showed up to talk with them and, after some bluster, basically told them that so long as they kept acknowledging him as Creator and helping him hunt and fight the Wurm, he'd be cool with them running Caen for him. He didn't care much about that place anyway.

Since then, various extraordinary individuals have managed to raise themselves up to something like sainthood, becoming mini-gods under one of the two twins. Morrow's saints are called Ascended, and like Christian saints they were each righteous badasses and paragons of virtue. Thamar's saints are called Scions, and they got where they are by being unscrupulous badasses willing to do absolutely anything to get ahead. Morrow gave men hope in the dark ages of oppression on the part of the Orgoth, but Thamar gave humankind the Gift of Magic to put that hope on a firm foundation, possibly by stealing it from the elf gods, though there's not much evidence to that (Other than the fact that Scion of thieves just came to be around that time).

Morrow's church is the dominant one in the Iron Kingdoms, and it fills the role of a Protestant church for the setting. All of the human Iron Kingdoms but the Protectorate of Menoth are majority-Morrowans. Theologically, most "moderate" Menites (a.k.a., those outside the Protectorate) are somewhat cool with the Morrowan church, which does acknowledge Menoth as the creator of man and sings his praises in their hymns alongside Morrow.

Thamar's worship, meanwhile, is highly decentralized. Most followers treat her religion as a very secret and personal thing, since, though not technically illegal in and of itself, most people don't want it widely known that they're worshipping the god of ruthless do-anything-to-get-ahead. Her followers are also notorious for getting up to things that are illegal in her worship, like necromancy and crime.

Basically Paragon and Renegade from Mass Effect.

The Orgoth

The Orgoth aren't currently a faction, but they are one of the most important pieces of background fluff, comparable to the Horus Heresy in Warhammer 40,000. In fact, they're the reason the Iron Kingdoms exist in their current form and why the steam-and-magic-powered technology was made. Ironically, there isn't actually much known about them, besides the fact that they're humans from across the ocean that wielded incredibly powerful black magic and enslaved Western Immoren for centuries. They sent boatloads of slaves to their homeland and built massive strongholds before suddenly stopping and setting up puppet rulers across the continent. The only free city left was Caspia, future capital of Cygnar, and technically Cryx (if they were free to begin with), although they threatened Cryx enough that Lord Toruk himself had to destroy their invasion fleet.

So, for the first time in the history of Western Immoren, the humans had a common foe. Meanwhile, the church of Menoth lost followers (after all, it's hard to say you're the supreme master of mankind when you don't raise a finger to help), whereas the Twins gained followers, spreading a message of hope and help. It also helps that Thamar was a god of magic, which gave Western Immoren a fighting chance against the occupiers. However, something more was needed, in this case science. The Orgoth didn't particularly care about their subjects in Immoren, so alchemy/science could take hold without interruption. Soon, humans had invented the very first cortexes, to be used in massive "Colossi," the precursors to the warjacks. With the aid of the dwarves of Rhul, they built and learned to control the Colossi, using them to beat back the Orgoth after 800 years of their rule.

Of course, as mentioned before, not a whole lot is known about the Orgoth. They didn't appear that often to their human subjects, instead ruling through puppets and intermediaries, and they destroyed most of their written lore when it became clear they would be expelled. The did leave some things behind, though, primarily weapons; although potent, these weapons frequently cause the wielder to go insane, but, in a time of war, the nations are putting aside their moral qualms on such topics, especially Khador.

Cryx uses Orgoth artifacts often and most of their plans involved uprooting their Strongholds, they're also the only ones who still have Orgoth namely the Warwitch Sirens.

Some speculate that the Orgoth is a faction waiting to happen, properbly introduced when the fan has been cleansed of the current shit(aka: the invasion of Llael). I mean, the old masters of the world returning to get the meddling kits off their lawn and in chains again? Terrific.

Nations/Factions

• Cygnar
• Khador
• Protectorate of Menoth
• Cryx
• Retribution of Scyrah
• Convergence of Cyriss
• Mercenaries
• Trollbloods
• Skorne
• Circle Orboros
• Legion of Everblight