Maelstrom Campaign - Currencies

Alkonian Ducatto
The Ducatto is minted by the Ducatto Volery in the north of Alkyon. Originally gold and silver pieces, the coins are now cast from base metal but the implacable reputation of the mint has maintained their value. There are 128 Silver Ducatto in every Gold Ducatto. Almost anyone in Sentoris will accept the Ducatto, as will many Gnolls.

Flembic Mark
The Flembic Mark is an old currency whose pedigree, untarnished for centuries, has suffered problems in recent times due to pernicious and unfounded rumours of debasing and clipping at the mint. The Mark is divided into 12 Schilling and each Schilling into 20 Pfeck. The Flembic Mark is widely accepted in Sentoris and occasionally in Malathia.

Freiboden Florin
Formerly the Mill-en Florin, the Freiboden Florin was recently re-minted and many of the old coins are now no longer legal tender in Freiboden. This has caused some competitive issues for this currency which is not nearly as popular as it once was. It is still accepted in some parts of Merisusi and by the Gnolls and the Tritoni but elsewhere it is commonly refused. There are 8 Guilder to the Florin and 15 Bushel to the Guilder.

Kamakuran Kyat
The Kyat is the official currency of Kamakura, although it is also used extensively in Rukh and occasionally in Malathia, Fidelia and Amun-Sa. Most Bushi and Daimyo in Kamakura will refuse to accept any trade unless it is conducted in Kyat. It is rare to find the Kyat in use elsewhere. The Kyat is divided into the Riel, there are 81 Riel in each Kyat. The Riel used to be linked to the value of a hundredweight of rice but this tradition has long since declined and the relationship is now nominal.

Rimici Capell Letters of Credit
The Rimici Capell trading house has a long history of successful banking operations. As a result they have been able to produce the most commonly accepted Letters of Credit. Letters of Credit are written by the head of a Rimici Capell house on the basis of the depth and currency of the deposits you have with them. When the Letter of Credit is given to you, then you will be required to sign for it on the reverse of the letter. Most Letters of Credit are dated and cannot be redeemed before the date.

To make a payment to another trading house or individual you give the Letter of Credit to that person, and if they choose to accept it, they write their name on the reverse under your own. In theory the individual to whom you give the Letter of Credit could in turn pass it on, but the value and perceived integrity of a Letter of Credit often diminishes as the list of names grows. When the Letter of Credit is presented at a Rimici Capell house the face value will be redeemed from the accounts of the original name on the Letter. This process can take some time, depending on how far the letter has travelled in its lifetime.

And so it began......

Dawn breaks, war looms, the evil Lord is gathering his armies to wage a campaign of destruction upon the free peoples of the world. It is up to I, Sir Maximilan Pegasus to stop him, with my trusted band of adventurers we must gather the enchanted sword of Tek, the Shield of Way-Lem and the amulet of Subsidence and together we shall slay this abomination! “TIME FREEZE” And bam, the fantasy world fades away, the enchanted sword of Tek in my hand is a rubber sword smothered in coloured ribbons with a laminated card cable tied to the hilt, I look down and I’m wearing plastic armour and unflattering heropants, and the magical world of my imagination washes away to reveal a field in Wigan, but you know what? It’s larp and I’m a larper, it’s what I do.
I started larping when I was 17, I’d never role-played before, I’d never played D&D or Warhammer, never played WoW or any form of online game, I’d never even read Lord of the Rings, I feel somewhat privileged that I hadn’t done any of those things, I think it gave me an untainted attitude towards what larp could be, I had no preconceptions about saving the maiden fair, slaying the dragon or smiting the liche, to me it was just a new thing to try.
It was cold, really cold, 10am on a September morning, the rain was battering down and I’d been given a faux fur tunic, a mouldy old sword and been pointed towards a man and told, “You’re monstering, there’s the ref he’ll tell you what to do.” I obeyed, I played wave after wave of zombies, orcs and various line monsters and to be honest, was cold, bored and hungry. That is, until lunchtime, the teams switched sides, I got into the kit I’d scrounged up, as with most first timers, a black trenchcoat. I took the mouldy old sword, stood with my fellow adventurers and it hit me, I’m a god damn hero!
Pow, there it was, a new larper was born.