Teaser: Campaign Session Six, "Ever After"

The Chronosphere has been completed and looms monolithically above Victoria, its upper reaches lost to sight in the ever-present fog.  There is much speculation as to its nature and purpose; but the only thing that can be agreed upon is that its creators will surely go down in history for their ambition and daring.

The city's upper class seem to have hit upon a new sport with which to occupy their moments of leisure: demonstrating against the surfeit of those who are clearly, as their ribbons indicate, not Victorian citizens.  Several notable gentlemen have given public speeches to decry the Machines, the Faeries, the nouveau riches, the horribly impoverished, the progressives, the Black Lake, and sundry miscellaneous others.  A few angry mobs have even cropped up!

The Royal Sanitarium has been prospering with the aid of an influx of funding, and has become particularly well-known for its generous treatment of Victoria's orphans, who have begun flocking to it en masse.  The Clinic, however, has languished, lacking sufficient funding to treat all of those who would patronize it.

Much ado has been made about the Royal Chaplain's miraculous transformation into an ivory statue, in the center of Victoria's Cathedral.  Small white dolls depicting him have become quite popular, and even the secularly inclined have begun making pilgrimages to the church "to see the real thing."  A minute but booming tourist industry has arisen.