The Veiled Alliance exists to protect preservers from
physical, mental, and magical attacks by all enemies:
sorcerer-kings, templars, defilers, the general citizenry,
and even the dragon. Preservers automatically earn its
protection, but not all automatically acquire membership.
A wizard must earn affiliation. Other characters may join
under certain circumstances. These “auxiliary” members
also gain protection. Defilers cannot join the Alliance.
Only good or neutral characters may join.
The organizations undertake many varied activities,
yet all serve this relatively narrow purpose. If anything
threatens a preserver or preserving magic, the Alliance
vows solemn opposition. Conversely, the organizations
(as opposed to individual members) care nothing about
threats to others. No Alliance takes official action to free
ordinary slaves, for example, nor to provide disaster relief,
nor to battle monsters.
Vigorous Alliance chapters exist in all seven city-states.
Minor Alliances, or sometimes single contacts, also exist
in the village of Altaruk and a few other scattered villages
and oases. These typically take orders from the nearest
city-state chapter. No known Alliance chapters exist in
the Crescent Forest, on the islands of the Sea of Silt, nor
in other remote areas.
In my seventh year my family visited the elven marketplace, amid Tyr’s slave warrens. Through a mob of haughty merchants and greedy tradesmen I saw a squad of King Kalak’s soldiers moving from booth to booth. People crowded into the bazaar as tight as kanks in harness, yet they gave the patrol plenty of room. A soldier spotted a thin old woman in Raamian silks. He cried out and the leader, a big mul, grabbed her. He demanded, “Where is he? What’s the contact word?” The crowd around me fell silent. I could feel their tension and their hostility to the patrol. “One of these days...” one man whispered. A companion hushed him. The woman spoke, in what I took for a foreign language. Her words echoed strangely. The air in the marketplace, still and charged with energy, as a calm before a storm. Then she hobbled away. The soldiers stood stock-still, but they trembled. I noticed a plant seller’s booth behind the patrol; the green plants trembled in the same way. The old woman spoke again as she walked, muttering, yet every word carried perfectly. Waves of air rippled about her, the way the air waves on the horizon. The blur vanished in the crowd. I saw a heavy fist rise into view, then another, then vanish again. She cried out. Others attacked her. A round me, people shouted, urging them on. “Witch!” they chanted. “Kill the witch!” By the time the soldiers woke, the crowd had finished her off, and worse. The mage’s death did not satisfy the mob; her body suffered much more. When the mul leader shouted, “We’ll take her and burn her!” they cheered. For the only time in my life I saw a crowd cheer Kalak’s guards. For the first time I saw wizard’s magic. For the first time I understood its peril.
No all-encompassing Veiled Alliance exists. Rather, a
different Alliance holds power in each city-state. All serve
much the same functions, but each operates in a unique,
strongly independent style. This text calls these Alliances
“chapters,” but remember that the individual chapters
obey no central, over-arching authority.
Though independent, the chapters recognize one another
and maintain friendly, if guarded, relations. They share
a common system of recognition signals, so that refugees
from one city may safely contact another city’s chapter,
and certain customs and principles, such as a reliance
on secrecy and on requital, the notorious prohibition
against resignation from the Alliance.