Black Lotus

A Tendril that Reaches Everywhere: The Black Lotus isn't just an information syndicate; it's a living organism, its tendrils slithering through every corner of Ealathra. Its agents, known as Lotus Blooms, infiltrate every level of society, from whispering street urchins to high-ranking advisors in gilded palaces. No wall is high enough, no lock secure enough, to shield yourself from their gaze. Secrets for a Price: Knowledge is the Black Lotus's currency, and they deal in whispers rather than coin. Want to know the king's mistress's favorite perfume? The secret passage into the dwarven stronghold? The location of a legendary lost tome? The Lotus Blooms can find it, for a price. But be warned, their prices are as steep as the mountains they scale and as fickle as the desert winds.
Shadows and Masks: Lotus Blooms are masters of disguise, blending seamlessly into their surroundings. They might be the unassuming barkeep pouring your ale, the haughty noblewoman at the next table, or the beggar muttering cryptic warnings in the alley. You never know who you're talking to, and a careless word can bring consequences as swift and silent as a viper's strike.
The Garden and its Gardener: The inner workings of the Black Lotus remain shrouded in mystery. Rumors whisper of a shadowy council known as the Gardeners, figures of immense power who control the information flow and manipulate events from the shadows. Some say they're ancient wizards, others ruthless assassins, still others believe they're something far more sinister.

Type

Illicit, Syndicate