Greetings Engineer-to-be.
In these times of great anxiety and whispers of insurrection, we believe in returning to the wisdom of the First Logic—particularly its second verse that states “A problem is an incorrect flux of energy and matter in the current plane. Every last one of them needs to be handled, and if your perception allows you to recognize them, your intellect will allow you to fix them.”
For your intellect to solve these problems, it will first require the ability to perceive them. And for your insight to perceive these problems, it will require the correct data.
Thus, we deliver these fliers, that you may truly come to see the glory of Gideon, bask in its radiance, and be inspired to protect its most dignified wings from the curses that stalk below.
The first of these shall pertain to the powers that be: those who would see Gideon in the skies forever, and those who would see it pulled back into the wretched Earth.
There will be more to come.
The Engineers
Those who put the city above their own being. An Engineer is the master of their mind and the machines that spring from it; an individual that strives for excellence in all that they do, all for the welfare of Gideon. An Engineer is both leader and follower, guiding the city to ever-greater heights while paying close attention to the day-to-day lives of its people that they may know from where the disease may strike.
And pay close attention they must, for the Engineer’s foes are the mortal foes of Gideon itself: the monsters of the world, the fools that turn their backs on the First Logic, and the eternal plague that is the proliferation of art within humanity.
When the Engineer before you falls to Gideon’s enemies as all the others have before him, you too must take your place upon the pantheon, and steer the city from these troubled skies.
The Moon Cult
Gideon stands above the world itself, but that does not mean she is free from the names of the surface, or even those from the plane beyond. The Moon Cult is a remnant of the old ways, from when the words of the First Prophet were twisted, and his good work sullied by the ground’s corruption. The followers of this cult tell the tale of a giant egg that would appear on the surface. There, a musician would play a tune to awaken the being within the egg, then promptly be sacrificed to complete the being’s birth into our plane of existence. That being, that deity, is known only as The Brown Witch. She will bring about the fall of men, and free all the women of the world to choose their own paths.
Despite the nature of the cult, not all its followers are unified under the same beliefs. Nine sorceresses exist who claim that the current state of the cult misinterprets the Moon’s true ways. Though the Engineers of Gideon have better things to do than spend precious time safeguarding against a cult that cannot even find its own god, it still pays to be informed.
After all, these threats always start as mere rumors.
The Red Brushes
Little is known about the terrorists who call themselves the Red Brushes, only that they are hostile to Gideon’s interests, they are planning an insurrection against the city by twisting the minds of its own people, and they are led by a mysterious individual who can inspire such delusional fervor in their ranks. According to some of our informants, their movement arose out of the measures the Engineers took in order to guard the city from Art, as baffling as that might be. Still, like how some men will start a brawl over a drink, some people will die for their right to ingest poison, ungrateful for the protection we have given them time and time again.
Whatever the case, they are an imminent threat to our city and must be dealt with immediately, and to do that, we will have to become acquainted with its so-called rebel leader, Arthur Griffith.