Friday 22 December 2023

On Serten

 

“Daring ideas are like chessmen moved forward.
They may be beaten, but they may start a winning game.”
― Johann Wolfgang von Goethe


Serten
This is not an exploration of a certain mysterious archmage who penned Serten's Spell Immunity (Abjuration) [PHB 1e – 91], or crafted the Ring of Serten’s Spell of Immunity [Polyhedron #50 – 18], or wrote the tome “Arcane Resistance of Dwarves and Halflings.” [Dragon #82 – 58] Nor is this the Serten reputed to be a member of the legendary and mysterious oligarchy the Ring of Five, if such a thing actually exists: Zagig, The Black One of the Vale of the Mage, Leomund, Melf, and Serten, all powerful archmages and rivals to the circle of eight, watch the comings and goings of the Power Tower. They call themselves the “Ring of Five”. [WGR1 Greyhawk Ruins – 3]
This is an exploration of another Serten, a certain Serten who was undoubtedly of greater honour and trustworthiness than that other Serten, of which next to nothing is actually known. Certain archmages are like that: mysterious and secretive. Not this Serten, though. This Serten was Good, Righteous, Forthright. And Pious.
Serten is a good person, though, well-meaning and kindly. He claims to never have done on evil deed and there is no reason to doubt this. [Rogues Gallery 1e – 46]
Serten’s origins were not recorded, sadly. We know nothing, really, of his early life: where he comes from, his formative years, his rise to our introduction to his exploits.
We do know that he was adventurer.
Robilar began his career as an adventurer, seeking his fortune in the company of such Greyhawk luminaries as Mordenkainen, Bigby, Serten, and from time to time, Rary the Mage. [WGR3 Rary the Traitor – 11]
He was brave. Unflinchingly brave. Perhaps to a fault. Because he wasn’t particularly bright. Brave and stupid is not a good combination. One expects one that combines such adjectives to not adventure long without others watching his back.
Although a powerful cleric, Serten has often been more a source of exasperation to adventurers than a great help. He is, quite simply, stupid but likeable. He likes to adventure, but is basically not bright enough to be trusted on his own; therefore, he will always be found with a group. He understands the physical side of melee very well and can seldom resist getting in and mixing it up with his foes. This often creates problems as he is too dumb to know when to run away, requiring the rest of the party to rescue him. He may not cast his spells for the cleverest of reasons either. [Rogues 1e – 46]

521 CY
Serten is born. [Date inferred from information regarding Riggby]
[COR1 – 00 The Citadel PCs – 7 {calculated from 551 – LGJ#0 – 4}]

540 CY
Holy Symbol of Saint Cuthbert
Serten is ordained a cleric of Saint Cuthbert at the age of 19. [Date inferred]
DEITIES: Saint Cuthbert of the Cudgel [Dungeon #221 – 47]
His calling may shed some light on where Serten comes from. Worship of Saint Cuthbert seems to centre around the Sheldomar Valley, so it is not outside the possibility that Serten hails from there.
While St. Cuthbert has many large places of worship, wayside shrines and small, rude chapels are usual. His followers are found mainly in the Central Flanaess, around Greyhawk, the Wild Coast, Urnst, and Verbobonc. [WoGA – 66]
A likely place – perhaps the most likely place – would be the Viscounty and Town of Verbobonc, as the entire viscounty is a bishopric under Saint Cuthbert. So, let’s go out on a limb and suggest that Verbobonc is indeed where Serten was born and raised, where he entered the seminary, and was ordained.
VERBOBONC (Viscounty and Town of)
His Lordship the Viscount of Verbobonc (Fighter, 10th level)
Verbobonc, Viscounty and Town of: Wilfrick, F 10 [WoGG – 17]
Capital: Verbobonc (pop. 8,100)
Population: 30,000
Verbobonc – Ofs [WoGA – 14]
Demi-humans: Gnomes (4,000), Sylvan Elves (2,500)
Humanoids: Few
Resources: copper, gems (I-IV)
The viscounty is a large one, extending from the Velverdyva's south bank some 15 leagues into the Kron hills, being over 50 leagues in breadth. Verbobonc is situated in the approximate center of its east-west axis. [Folio – 18]
Many of the humans of Verbobonc (who represent the majority) are god-fearing souls, worshipping the Old Faith (druidic) or reserving prayers for St. Cuthbert of the Cudgel. In either case, religion figures into many of their events and repasts. Festivals are common, and the priests are everywhere to be seen. In all, the souls of Verbobonc are examples worthy of the respect of the Archclericy of Veluna, their most powerful ally in good causes. [WG8 Fate of Istus – 93]

His first canonical mention was as a member of Mordenkainen’s Citadel of Eight.
551 CY
Mordenkainen
[N]early thirty years ago, Mordenkainen debated with his young apprentice, Bigby, the merits of taking an active hand in maintaining the celestial balance of power. Thereafter, the two struck upon a plan to gather a group of like-minded individuals that would act to hinder advances by those who would dominate the Flanaess. That their expected exploits would impart upon the mages no small amount of lost magical lore only served to hasten the alliance.
[LGJ#0 – 4,5]
Within months, Mordenkainen had brought the renowned warrior Robilar to his cause, as well as the cleric Riggby, and his zealous assistant, Yrag. From the shores of the Nyr Dyv, Mordenkainen recruited the righteous Tenser, who in turn introduced the dim-witted though well-meaning Serten to the assembly. [LGJ#0 – 5]
They called themselves the Citadel of Eight, taking the name from Mordenkainens renowned Obsidian Citadel, in the Yatil Mountains. [LGJ#0 – 5]
Whatever Mordenkainen’s reason for gathering his Citadel, they were to become a force for Good, for the most part.
Perhaps, in some small way, Serten can lay claim to that.
Serten
Cleric of Saint Cuthbert (Male Human) [Dungeon #221 – 47]
Tall, muscled, and handsome, Serten makes an impression. He wears plate armor adorned with Saint Cuthbert’s starburst and carries a stout staff capped with a platinum ferrule at each end. [Dungeon #221 – 47]
Saint Cuthbert’s character illuminates Serten’s.
Saint Cuthbert of the Cudgel
Saint Cuthbert
(of the Cudgel), LN (LG) intermediate god of Common Sense, Wisdom, Zeal, Honesty, Truth, and Discipline
Clerics of the Cudgel are stern folk who speak their minds plainly. They do not suffer fools and discipline those who backslide in faith. They train in the arts of war and keep themselves physically fit. [LGG – 182]
The words of St. Cuthbert are wise, practical, and sensible. The word of the Cudgel is law, and the word must be spread so that all may benefit from his wisdom. Weakness in faith and acting against the Saints teachings are intolerable in believers. Unceasing effort should be made to bring unbelievers into the fold. Honesty, truthfulness, practicality, and reasonability are the highest virtues. [LGG – 182]
That sounds a lot like Serten, doesn’t it?
How old was Serten when he joined? No mention is ever made. But one assumes he was probably of similar age to Riggby.
Age: 30 [COR1 – 00 – 7]

550s CY
Serten
You’d think that his being a cleric of Saint Cuthbert of the Cudgel Serten would be discriminating in the company he kept. He was. One wonders then how he suffered the presence of Robilar. This might be because Robilar was not always the Robilar we know.
Although [Robilar’s] alignment slowly changed from neutral to evil over the years, Robilar remained trustworthy and friendly, if somewhat gruff. In those days it was said that his three greatest loves were adventuring, magic, and information. [WGR3 Rary the Traitor – 11]
Loyalty being what it is, and Serten not being particularly observant, he turned a blind eye towhat might have been plain to everyone else in the Citadel. Besides, he was busy about their work, too busy to ponder the changes in his friend’s behaviour.
In the years that followed, [the] adventures [of the Citadel of Eight] focused on Greyhawk and the Selintan valley, and the crags of the Cairn Hills and depths of the Suss Forest were opened to their prying vision. [LGJ#0 – 5]
I imagine that Serten, not being especially bright, saw what he wanted to see: the Robilar of old: trustworthy and friendly.
We can’t fault him for that, can we?

560 CY
Serten might not have seen the change in Robilar because he was continuously distracted by the comings and goings of the Citadel’s membership.
Over the years, the Citadel played home to such luminaries as Prince Melf Brightflame, of the Olvenfolk, the half-orc Quij, Felnorith, Robilar's brother Terik, and even, at one point, the Quasi-Deity Murlynd, in disguise. [LGJ#0 – 5]
Some were rougher than others; but one expects that of those who live by the sword and put themselves in harm’s way.
Otis
Serten, like all the other members, might have always been on the lookout for other suitable replacements.
Finally, the young woodsman, Otis, rounded out the group. [LGJ#0 – 5]
Who recruited this idealistic young Otis? Mordenkainen, officially.
Mordenkainen asked [Otis] to join his adventuring group [.] [COR1 – 00 The Citadel PCs – 13]
How’d they meet? By chance. Perchance.
Mordenkainen and his apprentice Bigby helped [Otis] defeat a band of trolls near Hommlet [.] [COR1 – 00 – 13]
I wonder. It’s possible, I suppose. But as Mordenkainen and Bigby were hitherto concerned mainly with, and engaged mostly in, the environs adjacent to the Free City of Greyhawk, why might they have been in the vicinity of so tiny a town? Might someone have brought the young woodsman to their attention? That seems likely, doesn’t it? Who might hail from around there, then? Serten. This seems likely then, too, doesn’t it, that Serten might be familiar with the goings-on so close to his home – if he did indeed hail from Verbobonc.
Serten is 39.

560s CY
Time passed. And as members of the Citadel gained in fame and fortune, one would expect that they would become ever more interested in their own affairs, and not that of the Citadel’s.
In the years of their companionship, both Robilar and Yrag were ennobled by Greyhawk, and Riggby was promoted speedily within the church of Boccob in Verbobonc. Tenser, Bigby, and Mordenkainen likewise advanced in their own wizardly ways, gaining arcane knowledge and power. [LGJ#0 – 5]

Serten
Not all though. Some remained committed to the cause.
But while Serten and Otis were out and about upon the greater Flanaess, fighting Evil where it might raise its Evil head, Evil, it would seem, was gathering in their own back yard….
The thickets and marshes around Nulb became the lair and hiding place for bandits, brigands, and all sorts of evil men and monsters alike. The chapel grew into a stone temple as its faithful brought in their ill-gotten tithes. Good folk were robbed, pillaged, enslaved, or worse. In but three years a grim and foreboding fortress surrounded the evil place, and swarms of creatures worshipped and worked their wickedness there. The servants of the Temple of Elemental Evil made Hommlet and the lands for leagues around a mockery of freedom and beauty. Commerce ceased, crops withered, pestilence was abroad. [T1 The Village of Hommlet – 2]
One would expect that Serten would have found these developments alarming, so alarming that Serten might have recruited a number of adventurers to counter these evil men and monsters alike. And it was about this time that just such persons began to fight the Evil that was festering in their own backyard.
Hommlet, Nulb, the Temple—all are vital parts of Greyhawk. […] Many veterans […], as well as many newcomers, began adventuring in and around Hommlet about ten years ago. From these […] rose Burne and Rufus, Jaroo, Terjon, Otis, Y'dey, and the rest. [T1-4 The Temple of Elemental Evil – 28]

568 CY
But try as they might, there were already too many evil men and monsters about for those adventurers to stamp them out.
By 568 CY, it became clear that the villains [of the Temple of Elemental Evil] had established an army [.] [LGG – 132]
Serten is 47.

569 CY
The Citadel’s aim was once true. And noble. Serten’s was, anyway.
But the Fellowship was not to last. Some of them were not as dedicated to their cause as others – if they ever were.
Robilar never quite bought into Mordenkainen’s philosophy, and he and Tenser often bickered over matters of morality. Serten, though seen as useful, was never truly respected [,] and Otis, tired of underground excursions and forays into urban territories, left the group, decrying his friends as cave-delvers and treasure seekers blind to the real problems of the world. [LGJ#0 – 5]

Alas, the Citadel was to have all but dissolved at just about the time the Flanaess needed their vigilance the most.
[T]he leaders of [the] cancer [plaguing Verbobonc and Hommlet] were full of hubris, and in their overweaning pride sought to overthrow the good realms to the north who were coming to the rescue of the land being crushed under the tyranny wrought by the evil temple. [T1 – 2]
Battle of Emridy Meadows
Nearly a decade after the Citadel's formation, Otis' critical words took on the air of prophecy. In 569 CY, when the first arrow flew at Emridy Meadows, the Citadel was noticeably absent. Whether investigating magical secrets far to the west or unearthing lost passages in Urnst's Maure Castle, these self-absorbed celebrities were too preoccupied to influence one of the century's most critical battles. All were absent save Serten, who fought valiantly at the side of Prince Thrommel against the hordes of Elemental Evil. [LGJ#0 – 5]

Serten
Serten
Human, m, 10th lvl CL, AL LG; S10 I7 D15 Co17 Ch15
As good as he is, he does not plan ahead and often finds himself confronted by new evils and problems that could have been easily avoided. This does keep his life busy.
Serten has +4 plate mail, +2 shield, a staff of command, gauntlets of ogre power, a cloak of elvenkind, and a ring of protection +2.
[Rogues 1e – 46]

The threat posed by the Temple of Elemental Evil has drawn the attention of the Citadel of Eight—an alliance of individuals working together to maintain balance between the most extreme powers of good and evil, law and chaos. The Citadel, under the guidance of the archmage Mordenkainen and his apprentice Bigby, has dispatched agents to watch the conflict. Foremost of these agents is Serten, a powerful cleric of Saint Cuthbert and long-standing member of the Citadel. [Dungeon #221 – 47]
Was Mordenkainen actually behind Serten’s involvement in this battle of Emridy Meadows? Perhaps he even was; perhaps we truly wish he were; but Mordenkainen was nowhere to be seen on that fateful field, on that fateful day.
Serten, however, certainly was. How could he not be? The Temple of Elemental Evil had sprung up in his own backyard! He would have rushed home to put an end to its threat. Was welcomed, and being who he was, a celebrated member of the Citadel, was even included as one of the five members of the war council—Prince Thrommel, Viscount Wilfrick, Serten, Girt Stonebones, and Jeet Jimbleclap. [Dungeon #221 – 49]
Serten is out of his depth and should not be representing the Citadel in this conflict. Never an intellectual giant, he stumbles through life, letting his sense of righteousness and courage land him in trouble. Although the rest of the Citadel recognizes his shortcomings, Serten wants above all to prove his worth, and he thinks he can handle any threat from the temple on his own. Serten is under strict orders from the Citadel to assist Prince Thrommel and not engage the enemy directly, keeping the Citadel informed and awaiting instructions. He stretches the interpretation of these orders and sees himself as one of Prince Thrommel’s key advisors. He also looks for opportunities to prove his worth in battle, putting himself unnecessarily in harm’s way. [Dungeon #221 – 47]

Serten has only recently arrived, but his magic has already proved instrumental in persuading a spy named Dennek to divulge important secrets about the enemy’s plans. [Dungeon #221 – 47]
Prince Thrommel gets straight to the point, “Last night, we caught an enemy spy named Dennek. We have him chained up in a wagon nearby, under heavy guard. He fears for his life and has wisely supplied us with good information regarding our enemies’ plan. [Dungeon #221 – 49]
After a recent interrogation by Serten, [Elemental Evil Spy] Dennek sold out his evil masters, offering vital intelligence in exchange for the cleric’s promise not to execute him. The information provided by Dennek under duress has given the Righteous Host a fighting chance against the forces of Elemental Evil. [Dungeon #221 – 47]

All too soon, Serten was in the thick of the fighting. He was who he was, after all.
Emridy Meadows
A great battle was fought to the east, and when villagers saw streams of ochre-robed men and humanoids fleeing south and west through their community, there was great rejoicing, for they knew that the murderous oppressors had been defeated and driven from the field in panic and rout.
[T1 – 2]

And he paid the price for his bravery.
Tragedy dogs our steps, my friends. The enemy tried to intercept Prince Thrommel as he returned to the camp, and although he escaped, they came after him in force. Our cleric, Serten, was struck down by a foul demon in the thick of battle. He fought bravely, a true hero, yet the loss is keenly felt. [Dungeon #221 – 47]
When Serten fell, none of his friends stood at his side. [LGJ#0 – 5]

Though most attended his ostentatious funeral service in Verbobonc, a crucial rift had been torn in the organization. The Citadel was crumbling. [LGJ#0 – 5]
One wonders if Serten’s death was the final nail in what remained of Mordenkainen’s Citadel of Eight.
Tenser blamed Mordenkainen for the death of his friend, and retired inward to his castle. Terik and Yrag vanished, some said to the anonymity of the Bandit Kingdoms. Even the loyal Bigby left the side of his one-time master and returned to Oldridge, where he adventured for a time with a band of boyhood friends. Mordenkainen, the man who had brought the Citadel together, simply shrugged and returned, with cold eyes, to his studies. [LGJ#0 – 5]
It would seem so, doesn’t it?
Serten’s death certainly exposed its follies and flaws. His death would also pave the way for what was to rise up from its ashes.
Serten died at 48 years of age.


“Do not be afraid; our fate
Cannot be taken from us; it is a gift.”
― Dante Alighieri, Inferno





One must always give credit where credit is due. This History is made possible primarily by the Imaginings of Gary Gygax and his Old Guard, Lenard Lakofka among them, and the new old guards, Carl Sargant, James Ward, Roger E. Moore. And Erik Mona, Gary Holian, Sean Reynolds, Frederick Weining. The list is interminable.
Special thanks to Jason Zavoda for his compiled index, “Greyhawkania,” an invaluable research tool.


The Art:
Sertenfrom Finger of the Wind, 2000
Holy Symbol of Saint Cuthbert, by Dennis Cramer, from Deities and Demigods 3e, 2000
Vebobonc map, by Diesel, from WG8 Fate of Istus, 1989
Mordenkainen detail, by McLean Kendree, from Mordenkainen's Tome of Marvelous Magic II, 2020
Saint Cuthbert, by Wayne Reynolds, from Deities and Demigods 3e, 2000
Regional map, by Dave Sutherland, from T1-4 The Temple of Elemental Evil, 1985
Thrommel, by Francis Tsai, from Dungeon 221, 2013
Emridy Meadows, by Craig J. Spearing, from Dungeon 221, 2013

Sources:
1015 World of Greyhawk Boxed Set, 1983
1043 The City of Greyhawk Boxed Set, 1989
9025 World of Greyhawk Folio, 1980
9026 T1 The Village of Hommlet, 1979,1981
9031 The Rogues Gallery 1e, 1980
9147 T1-4 The Temple of Elemental Evil, 1985
9253 WG8 Fate of Istus, 1989
9386 WGR3 Rary the Traitor, 1992
9577 The Adventure Begins, 1998
LGJ #0
Dungeon Magazine #221
Greyhawkania, Jason Zavoda

1 comment:

  1. That was very good! I never knew I needed to know more about Serten the cleric. He should be forever lauded in the top 10 clerics of Greyhawk.

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