Prince of Hounds Quickstart

When the immortal Empress Zahhan united the Realms beneath her stars, she drafted 99 charters with 99 merchant-lords, granting them safe passage through her lands and freedom from all her Laws, as long as they followed three commandments: Thou Shalt Not KillThou Shalt Not StealThou Shalt Not Fall in Love No one expected these merchant-lords to pass their charters on to new crewsand new vessels, or for new signatories to stamp their bloody thumb against the page, or for the charters themselves to last a thousand years. But survive they did, and now the Free Companies wheel and deal beneath the caterwauling stars, solving problems where they can, creating problems where they must. We are the crew of The Prince of Hounds—the oldest chartered vessel—contract-holders with a faraway goddess, miscreants on the edge of the world. Our eponymous captain is now our sacred god, and our sworn duty is to follow the captain’s divine plan: get rich, maintain our thousand-year-old caravan by any means