THE PLANE OF LAW
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WELCOME TO THE MACHINE
Mechanus. The very name draws a picture, using set square and protractor, of the Plane of Ultimate Law. A more rational and ordered place you'll not find, but unless you can tumble to the logic behind it, the plane can be even more unfathomable than the chaotic soup of Limbo.
The perfect synthesis of world and machine, the plane is constructed of an infinite number of gears and cogs, connected by an ever-turning array crankshafts, axles and rotors. Where the machine is kept oiled and greased it runs smooth and quiet, with only the gentle creak of metal rubbing against metal and the pungent smell of mechanical lubricant to remind a cutter he's anywhere odd. Oh, and the view -- even a hardened planewalker draws a sharp breath when he first claps eyes on Mechanus.
"The sentence should be light.
All I did was walk on the wrong side of the street."
-- The (late) mage
Fiwex to a companion,
THE SKY -- Mechanus doesn't have a sky, as such, because the cogs and gears are endless in all directions. Mechanical locations can be found "above" or "below" as well, which makes mapping the place a sodding sight more difficult. The atmosphere of the plane is breathable for any creature -- a fact that's not often remembered. Water-breathing creatures can exist quite happily out of water (assuming they have the correct limbs to move around, that is), although most feel terribly uncomfortable with the idea and will seek to return to water as quickly as possible.
P L A C E S
Being a selection of the burgs that have sprung from the infinite cogs and gears of the plane
Being an exploration of several realms of the many powers who call themselves Gods dwelling on the Plane of Gears
PATHWAYS OF THE LAND [coming later]
Being a survey of the planar pathways that forge their way across the Plane of Gears
THE MODRONS [coming later]
Being a glimpse at a society ruled by proxy, and the most detailed chain of command on the planes
Being a compendium of native sons and daughters of Mechanus; creatures of the plane of Cogs
Being a gathering of mortals with ties that bind them to the Plane of Gears
Being a survey of the factions and sects that dwell and thrive between the cogs and gears
Being a calculated guess at the latest chant from this level-headed sect
Being a study of a Mechanical burg which is also the headquarters of an isolated hierarchical sect
Being a modron's-eye view of the glory of the gears
Being a small gallery of artwork of, concerning and inspired by Mechanus
Being a collection of stories told by travellers to the plane
MUSICAL INDUSTRY [coming later]
Being a musical piece inspired by the plane by the rogue modron artist Modrian
Being a place for things that simply refuse to fit in neat little boxes
Copyright 1998 by Jon Winter, gearwork by Belarius, gear spirit by Jeremiah Golden
competition winners: Belarius, Pol Jackson, Joshua Jarvis
Thanks to everyone who entered the Mechanus competition. I hope you'll agree that this collection of darks on the plane was well worth the effort and a credit to everyone who submitted a piece. Cheers! Jon