In Nomine Revisited: The Temptations of YHVH.

Forbidden Book:

The Temptations of YHVH

It’s usually safe to assume that any book that’s currently in Yves’ Special Collection doesn’t exist anywhere else – provided, of course, that the Main Enemy didn’t write it. Destiny works in strange and mysterious ways, and its Servitors do their best to add efficiency to the mix. They tend to enjoy virtually perfect records in tracking down almost all of the really dangerous tomes (‘dangerous’ in the sense of ‘semantic equivalent of a neutron bomb, with a yield to match’). They are, in fact, nigh-infallible in that regard.

Please note that a good number of qualifiers were used in the above paragraph. The Temptations of YHVH is the reason why: the Damned book doesn’t want to stay in one place.

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In Nomine Revisited: Rikbah, Mercurian of Lightning.

Some of the most fun things I ever did on the old In Nomine email lists was to hurt people’s heads by taking details about the game world to their logical conclusions. I feel no shame in this. It was good for them!

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In Nomine Revisited: Fort Kanaloa

Fort Kanaloa

There is a section of Hades that was clearly designed and laid out to be a seaport, complete with an artificial harbor and coastal fortifications.  There is, of course, no ocean in the celestial plane – at least, no ocean now – so the Port District instead looms over a barren plane of rock, stretching all the way to the metaphorical horizon.  This being Hell, any useful equipment or materials were carted off long ago; but the buildings themselves remain. And of them, Fort Kanaloa is easily the most important.

It is not a particularly well-favored building, seeing as it was clearly designed to be the primary defense of the port in case of a seaborne invasion by Heaven*.  The fort stretches for easily several miles, taking up the entirety of what was once a breakwater and is now a sheer cliff, and its dirty grey stone barely contrasts against Hades’ ever-present smog.  There are no real windows, only narrow gaps in the walls where unknown weapons presumably were once kept.  

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