Dead Wrens
The Dead Wrens
Pirates and vagabonds, the Dead Wrens do their collective best to remain out of the struggles of the Awakened. While the cabal considers itself a member of the Consilium, the Wrens only reluctantly involve themselves in politics. After all, there’s little profit to be made there if you’re a little fish, and one never knows if and when the Guardians of the Veil may attempt to extract a pound of flesh from the easiest nearby target that presents itself. Instead, this cabal of miscreants eats, drinks and makes merry, driving back the shadows with laughter, and doing what they can to make peace with those shadows that fail to flee.
The nominal ringmaster of the Dead Wrens’ sanctum, the Emerald Scroll, is the modern-day buccaneer, Davy Jones (see Mage: The Awakening, p. pp. 383-384 and p. 389, for details on both Davy and the sanctum). In addition to the Scroll, the Wrens maintain some dock space along Boston’s waterfront (see “Downtown,” p. 23), in order to have ready access to the sea.
