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CREDITS
SPECIAL THANKS
Writing: ShannonAppel and Chris Frerking
DeveloDment: Ken Cliffe
To thewhole damnWhiteWolf game studio. There are 20
damn people here now, dammit, and that’s too many to come
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Editing: Alara Rogers
Art Direction: Richard Thomas
Layout: Sam Chupp
ProductionAssistance: Kathleen Ryan
Cover: Michael Weaver
Logo: Richard Thomas
Interior Art: EricHotz,WilliamOConnor,JoshuaGabriel
up with joke names for every damn month. So I’m not doing
a damn Special Thanks. Dammit.
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Cartography:Brian Blume
Back Cover: Michelle Prahler
Ars Magicam was originally created by Jonathan Tweet
and Mark ReinOHagen
Cartographic Elements are copyright by Brian Blume,
1993.
0 1993 by White Wolf. All rights reserved. Reproduction
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except for the purpose of reviews. Ars Magica, Deadly Legacy,
Malfecium, Shamans Hidden Path, Pax Dei, Tribunals of Hermes
Iberia, Tribunalsof Hermes: Rome, TheWizard Grimiore, Mistridge,
Covenants, Mythic Europe,MythicPlaces, and the Last Italian Faerie
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Disclaimkr:Thecharactersand eventsdescribed in this book are
fictional, any resemblance between the charactersand any person;
living or dead, is purely coincidental.
Tribunals of Hermes: Rome
Digital Edition Version 1.0
Copyright © 2006 Trident, Inc. d/b/a Atlas Games.
All rights reserved.
AUTHORS’
DEDICATION
This book is dedicated to the members of Berkeley’s
Roman Tribunal Saga. Many of the ideas in this book were
originally presented in those stories. Thanks to Philip
Brown,Billy Filios,ScottGier,PhilipGross,DonaldKubasak,
DougLampert, Dave Martin,DougOrleans,Don Petrovich,
Dave Pickering, Eric Rowe, Matt Seidl, John Tomasetti,
Chris Van Horn, DaveWoo, KevinWongand everyoneelse
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CHAPTER ONE: INTRODUCTION
Chapter One: Introduction
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Chapter Two: Mythic History
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Chapter Three: Hermetic History
32
Chapter Four: Roman Landscape
42
Chapter Five: Covenants
58
Chapter Six: Mythic Places
98
Appendix: Roman Vocations
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“In recent years, storiesfinding.theirway out of the Roman Tribunal have grown more and
morebleak.’ Even messagesfrom thegreat Mapillus itseljonce beyond reproach, seem to suggest
new factionalism within what I once considered the Order of Hemes’ very Heart of Law. For
decades, those of,^ beyo&* Italy have looked solemnly upon its degrudution,.andmany of us had
given up hope. Recently, however, there seems to shine a new light. Jarune ojQuuesitor, the most
respected of ourHouse, saveperhapsforArliandus of Magvillushimself,has announcedthat hewill
gather a triad of$&.uesitoris, and they will go to Italy tofix the ancient problems of thepeninsula.
It seems one of the oldest Tribunals of the Order may be saved.
“In preparutionfor thut trip,Jaraneannouncedthat he would need curreiztinfbrmation on the
Tribunal and its co-pt ways. It was decided that another Magus, one who would not seem to
represent the oficial triad would be sent. I am honored to say that I was chosenfor the task.
Following are my oficial records and insights into Roman Tribunal; made in preparationfor the
arrivalofJarane. May Guemiaggrqntthatmy perceptions havebeen clear,andmy memory crisp.
“My first siop in the Roman Tribunal was Harco, the Covenant closest to Provencal’s
Doissetep, cind Domus Magnus of Mercere,aplacewhere]araneand theothershavemet in thepast.
SinceMercere is oneof the most respected Houses in the Order, I thought the visit would be ajoyfil
one. Instead, Ifound myself catapulted into the brutal reality that is the Roman Tribunal.
“Itwui afullduy’beforeI wasfinallyable to meet Insatella, Primus of Mercere. Several times
there werefalse starts, when I was prepared to meet with the Primus, but othermattersintmened.
I am still astonished that two merchants and one priest were both deemed more important than
myse2f.
“While I waited,,Iwandered around Harco, knowing that I could learn as much from the
covenfolk as from the Primus. The opulence presented before me was something I have seen only
in the highest courts of Europe. Everywhere the atmosphere was ‘amercantile one, something I
expected tofind in Venice, not in the heart of one of the most honorable Houses of the Order. Still,
there was one glimmer of hope in the Covenant. Talking with Guiseppe, a visiting merchant, I
learnedHarco was extremely honest in its trade. So, even ifHarco is much too involvedinan arena
where Magi have no business, at least they behave in a manner that will not bring dishonor upon
the Order, norfuel mundanefires against us. %t does not mean, however, that the Covenant’s
mercantile actions skould be codmed.
“WhenfinallyImet with Insatella,shewas studyingan agreement left by a merchant. By that
time, I had no real want to talk with her,for I had all the information I needed. I simply presented
rny credentials is a wesitor, and askedfor permission to use a Herines portal to pass on to
Mapillus. I was again astounded, this time when Insatella said no. After considerable debate I
finally convinced her that I was on important @mesitor business, and she allowed me to pass. I
could not believe that Mercere would have so little respect for a @&sitor, particularly one
performing .his duties.
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“Harco was ovqhelming,for it shatteredmany of my illusions, but even Harco’s realities
could not prepare me for Mapillus. Despite my credentials an thefact that my masterpassed his
apprentice’sGauntlet at Magvillus itselfi I was not allowed into the Covenant’s inner sanctum.
Whenlinquired as to why, Iwastold certainmatterswerestillbeingclarified. Isuspect thosewithin
him the t& purpose of my visit and had something t h b l e to hide.
“So, Iamunhappy toreport that Iwasunabletogaintheaidwehopedforat Mapillus. Instead,
I was kept evenfrorn ,
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leaying the true state of aflairs within the Covenant’s walls. Ifear great
machinutio& ofpowergoon thhe, rnhybetodowiththehrescascrolls of agespast. Irecommend
that an organization.of supporters, outside Rome, move for an investigation of Mapillus,
Quuesitoris’so-called home.
“Greatly disappointed, I moved on, traveling out to the city of Vieste. After several weeks I
was abl3bconv(nce a shipcaptain to head to Tunis. I had to pay him amall fortune, for he was
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very worriedaboutpirates,saidto make Tudsthnrhome. Fortunately, the tripwas an uneventjil
one, though the captain constantly engaged in superstitious rituals. Near the bottom of Calabria
he intoned wardsagainst the sirens. East ofSicily, hemudea sacrifice to the Cyclopes,begging that
they not take his ship. It is amuzing that even in cultured Italy, Christiansare still close to their
paganforefathers.
“When I walked through Tunis, it was clear that I was in aforeign land. The darker skin of
the townsfolk intimidated me so that I cast spells upon myseIf, to appear as they did. I was quite
relieved when I left thewalled city behind. I heard storiesofMoslems who dealt with greatmagicks
and demons, and was worried that my disguise would be penetrated.
“From Tunis, it wasjust afew hours to the ruins of Carthage,where Sansaronis located. The
trip was an awfil one. The heat was oppressive and several times I considered turning buck.
Occasionally beat gusts of windfrom the south bombarded me with sand. However, infrequent
olive trees became great oases to me, proving that the land is not utterly inhospitable.
“On the outskirts of Carthuge’s ruins I was met by Ahmen, who I later learned was one of
SansaronCovenant’sfivecustos. He seemedsurprised to seeme, and as we picked through theruins,
he questioned me intensely. I prattled like some old hen, so pleased was I to hear Latin again.
“Sansaron itself is located in magically inspired caverns, below the temple of some ancient
Carthaginian god. After trekking across many areas of ruin we came to that temple. My guide
touched a huge block of stone, which stood within the temple ruins, and said a ritualisticphrase.
When the block magically moved aside, I was ushered into Sansaron,which is not to say that I was
welcome.
“Ahmendisappearedfor a while, leaving me in the vestibule. When hefinally returned, after
abandoningme in that cold, dunk chamberfor an intolerabletime, hesaida room had been prepared
for me,for the time that I remained at the Covenant. That was all that was done. After being led
to my room, which was notfitfor apeasant, I was left alone. I expected’tobe greeted by Narisian,
head ofthe Covenant. Never have I been in a Covenant where visiting Quuesitoris were not met
at once. When Ahmen appeared hours later, to bring me a scant dinner, I realized I was being
ignored. I demanded to be taken to Narisian. Ahmen reluctantly led mefrom my cell.
“To say Narisian was rude would be an overstatement. However, he was quite abrupt. He
hud no desireto talk to me, and rehsed to let me look around his Covenant. It was made quite clear
to me that Sansaron had beenfounded in Afnca, so farfrom the rest ofthe Tribunal, because its
memberssoughtisolation. AlthoughNarisian was willing toputmeupwhileIwentaboutany other
business, I was clearly not welcome.
“So, I left Sansaron. The gloom that hud set upon me since I entered the Roman Tribunal hud
grown even more oppressive. All things in the land were compt; or so it seemed. Asfar as I could
tell, Rome did not have one redeemingfeature. When I walked throughforeign Tunis once again,
I scarcely noticed it. Ijoinedthe ship I had left behind, and we wereshortly on our way to Cagliari,
the Sardinianport near Verdi. This time, I paid nq attention to the captain’s rituals, although they
were as constant as on our tripfrom Tunis.
“Perhaps the cool v&eerI developed is evidence $how the Roman Tribunal became so vile.
Perhaps its inhabitants, like me, were initially oflended by the land’s inhospitality and sin. In
growingcold to theirenvironment,they became as cruelandcorrupt as it. Perhaps, had I remained
in Rome, I would have become asfoul as they.
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“It was not easy to getfrom Cagliari to Verdi. All routes which might have once led to the
Covenantwereovergrown. When Ifinally didcomecloseto Verdi, Ifacedamental battle with spells
ofconcealment set upon theplace. Finally, however, I stumbledupon the hidden valley where Verdi
has residedfor so long. It was a place of beauty, seemingly an Eden upon the earth where magic
is the great mother, protectingand comforting all those within its embrace. Almost at once, I was
taken to Imanitosi’s great mystical tower, where I met with the Primus ofverdi. Shewas kind and
helpjil, constantly pointing out the good that her Covenant was doingfor the Tribunal and the
order.
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