The internets are sadly devoid of much specific source material on Pantellos, but from what I remember hearing in the immediate aftermath/during the Age of Paranoia period, it already sounds like a game I'd run, or want to run.
But you want faeries and geopolitical spy goodness? Okay, I'll give it a shot.
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The world's best operatives do their grad work at Domdaniel.
One day you'll get a green rose: at your desk, in your car, on your hotel room service cart, in the drawer where you keep your sidearm. That's the invitation.
Finding Domdaniel, the legendary School for Spies, is much harder.
It's a legend to most old spies, the retired chaps living out their last years with lucrative sinecures on the boards of shadowy multinationals... but wasn't that Agent OBERON with a green carnation in his lapel in that photo?
You won't remember being taken to Domdaniel.
Some say the cabal that runs Domdaniel watched too many reruns of The Prisoner and made their "training village" intentionally weird and unearthly to inculcate focus and loyalty. Others remember older stories, those of the hashashim, given pleasures and then trained to kill so that they could return to the Mountain of their order.
The spies who come back from Domdaniel are... changed.
They can change their appearance at will, or discover an enemy agent's greatest desires... or fears. They can produce weapons from seemingly nowhere. They are the Perfected Agents.
Of course, someone else is doing your job at the Agency. They look just like you, and talk and act like you, but they're not you. They're there to make sure you can go on the missions you're paid handsomely for.
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Changeling: the Lost and espionage go quite well together, actually. Hmm.
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Date: 2008-08-28 08:26 pm (UTC)But you want faeries and geopolitical spy goodness? Okay, I'll give it a shot.
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The world's best operatives do their grad work at Domdaniel.
One day you'll get a green rose: at your desk, in your car, on your hotel room service cart, in the drawer where you keep your sidearm. That's the invitation.
Finding Domdaniel, the legendary School for Spies, is much harder.
It's a legend to most old spies, the retired chaps living out their last years with lucrative sinecures on the boards of shadowy multinationals... but wasn't that Agent OBERON with a green carnation in his lapel in that photo?
You won't remember being taken to Domdaniel.
Some say the cabal that runs Domdaniel watched too many reruns of The Prisoner and made their "training village" intentionally weird and unearthly to inculcate focus and loyalty. Others remember older stories, those of the hashashim, given pleasures and then trained to kill so that they could return to the Mountain of their order.
The spies who come back from Domdaniel are... changed.
They can change their appearance at will, or discover an enemy agent's greatest desires... or fears. They can produce weapons from seemingly nowhere. They are the Perfected Agents.
Of course, someone else is doing your job at the Agency. They look just like you, and talk and act like you, but they're not you. They're there to make sure you can go on the missions you're paid handsomely for.
---
Changeling: the Lost and espionage go quite well together, actually. Hmm.