Silver Seas is an Exalted chronicle told and run by me, Rainfall. To sum it up in a few short words… “The players so far have managed to turn the largest island in the Western Archipelago into a hellish portal to the Underworld populated by a swarm of hungry ghosts, because they decided to blow up a volcano larger than Krakatoa. Now they get to deal with all the problems that caused.
But what is Exalted? Well, one of my players wrote up a nice summary, so I feel I can put it right here.
The best way to sum up Exalted would be Epic
. Exalted is White Wolf's fantasy RPG series, and centers around the actions, deeds, and motivations of the Exalted, divinely-empowered beings of already astounding power and grace. It's a game of tragic heroes, incomparable glory, and (literally) earth-shattering feats. The players are legends. They are the Sun Wukongs, the Jasons, the Ramas of the world, and by their hand the world will either be lifted out of the troubled and dangerous Age it now endures, or cast down and broken completely.
Or you could roll up a kung-fu cowboy riding a giant robot against zombie hordes in the middle of the setting equivalent of Mos Eisley. No, really. Or instead of taking epic heroes of old as inspiration, you could draw on DMC's Dante, Ninja Gaiden's Ryu Hayabusa, or GoW's Kratos. Or, hell, make a slippery-sly, crafty bastard like David Xanatos from Gargoyles. Almost anything goes, just so long as its suitably grand or suitably awesome.
Exalted: Silver Seas
In the far West of Creation, troublesome weather is becoming more common. The Wavecrest Archipelago trembles beneath the cataclysm that befell its primary island of Abalone, and soon all the West will suffer from the loss of its breadbasket. The Coral Archipelago stirs restlessly, churning like foam with developed might and political intrigue as they prepare for action, though most know not what they intend to act on or for anymore. The island tribes of the Neck squabble and build and live; when troubles come, they will either feel the brunt of it for their weakness or be ignored in favor of more formidable opponents. The demon-blooded Lintha pirates ravage the waters from their moving Sister-Mother island of Lintha Ng Oroo. And amidst all this the nation of Skullstone sits calm and unruffled as its immortal god-priest, the Silver Prince, bides his time, waiting for the right moment.
At dawn, the morning rays of the Unconquered Sun wash over the turbulent waters, casting a bright shine over the sea. This beauty distracts from the fear and desperation and ominous portents that smother the land to those that know of them. But perhaps there is hope. The Sun-Kings of old walk the world again, the Chosen of Luna finally creep forth to act, and the Sidereal Viziers hold their breath and turn their eyes towards Creation. Fates will be made, fortune will be tested, and lands will either be conquered or broken on these Silver Seas.
A Tale of Ash, Fire, and Rage
The Wavecrest Archipelago is on the verge of collapse, and the Exalted are to blame for it. Abalone, center of the archipelago and food source for the entire West, is a dead, haunted land, its entire population burned and buried in the ensuing eruption following the death of the local volcano god, the Lord of Earthen Fire. What was once a tropical land of crops and modernized tribal culture is now a horrible gate to the Underworld. The Chosen of Heaven acted with haste and without caution, and it is the people and citizens of the Direction that will pay.
Fleeing to Wavecrest's second-biggest (now biggest) island, Pearl, the Chosen settled down to plan their futures and possible atonements. They had no time to waste, however, as they quickly found Pearl in dire peril. The death-cult of a powerful Nephwrack quickly drew the Exalted into the heart of their patron's power, and the Chosen were forced to face off against the Nephwrack known as the Darkness That Ascends in a Great Wave to the Heavens and stop it from unleashing a monstrous, ancient artifact that would see the further destruction and devastation of Wavecrest. Of course, even the deepest pit or bleakest situation will not halt or diminish the glory and indomitability of those holding the Mandate of Heaven, and even in the bowels of the chthonic Labyrinth itself the Chosen prevailed.
All was not well, unfortunately. To finish old business deals, the Chosen found themselves running an errand to the volcano god Hamoji on behalf of the businessman Hideous Bower of the Waves. This turned out to be a ruse, and while the Exalted were distracted with their own pursuits the Bower and his Fae allies took the opportunity to damage the wind-engines which kept the reality of Wavecrest (and to a smaller extent, the West) stable. Following a brief, pathetic struggle, the puissance of the Exalted found the wind-engines in the process of being restored, and the Bower forfeiting his worldly possessions in atonement. The Chosen then marched upon the Bower's vineyard, penetrated into the Fae Court of Memory, and, after glimpsing bits of each other's troubled pasts, confronted and slew the The Maw of Heart and Thought, impeding if not stopping the ambitions of the Fae.
Now is where it all truly begins. The Chosen have struck a deal with the god Hamoji, a deal to better prepare Wavecrest for the undeath and horrors and hardship it is likely to be forced to endure, a deal hindered by the Immaculate Order and its arrogant attempts to demand Hamoji's cooperation. The Chosen are motivated by many things, but above them all hang several issues of importance: the people must be prepared, an ominous vision of Coral destroyed by a fleet of black warships must not come to pass, and the West must be united and made a testament to the greatness of the Exalted. While their goals possibly diverge down the line, they know that the only way to begin securing all of these things is to gain dominion of what's left of Wavecrest.
The Immaculate Order must bow, or it must fall. The Chosen set their course for the port city of Starfall.