Yup, they’ll have old gate-loading revolvers in .442 Webley.
Boat to and from Ireland seems a lot more viable than aircraft, for that location. If they’re being creative about their cover, they’ll use a horse-drawn cart rather than a lorry, given the state of petrol rationing.
There is no hint of how she had the means to send her son to an expensive school, or to go to medical school herself. Nurses were not well-paid at the time, and there were no university grants.
I’d mention “Her family co-owns one of Hong Kong’s major trading companies.” or something like that. They aren’t so famous that one can assume people have heard of them, and they might conceivably object to their name being used for something fictional.
I doubt that they will have an informant in my friend Frank’s house on the Australia Day long weekend, but I suppose that it is in poor taste. I shall have to change Dr Charette’s maiden name. On the same grounds I suppose I ought to make Lady Alice the sister of some fictional duke and a descendant of a fictional branch of the Plantagenets.
Would it be alright if I made Lady Alice sister of the Duke of Barchester, but still made her a Beaufort? I don’t think any of my players have read Trollope, but I know they have played Kingmaker.
Yes, but at least two and probably three of my players have read quite a bit of Georgette Heyer, and would recognise them.
The attraction of using famous surnames such as “Beaufort”, “Somerset”, and “Keswick” is that they automatically invoke the Ken Hite advantages of setting your game in the real world. If a character’s name is “Keswick” and she can afford to send her son to Winchester College then with two tiny details you have defined her place in the world. Likewise, if an NPC can say “My name is Lady Alice Somerset. I am a Beaufort” in withering tones then you can get five centuries of snobbishness and dynastic pride into two short sentences, with a myriad of connections and allusions. But if you fictionalise her dynasty you borrow half a page of exposition and a certain insult to the suspension of disbelief. Whereas if you try it on with “Alastair” and “Avon” you risk a chuckle.
Eton and Harrow are posh schools. Rugby is a railway junction.
Indeed. I found it quite tricky to place Urban so that his sin and miracle would work out right. He is of course an echo of Pope Urban IV in the legend of Tännhauser, so he had to refuse absolution saying “I can no more absolve X than Y can happen”, Y being both clearly miraculous and connected with his priesthood. Which means of course him being of a denomination and faction for whom individual confession is possible, and he had to be (a) unreasonably cross at the time and (b) not used to people making some very strange confessions. Low church Anglican was the only solution I could think of. And it cost me quite some thought to get the circumstances of Arthur’s confession and the miracle just right. If, that is to say, that is what I’ve done.
Quite.
Who is going to deal better with betraying her fiancé with his own father?
You’ve accounted for Sir Edwin’s wealth in his biography; a line about Captain Godwin’s or the Rev Urban’s would not go amiss, but it’s not so necessary as that for a widow.
I still don’t have a solution to this problem, and still haven’t run the adventure. I hope that perhaps one of our numerous and ingenious new members might have a suggestion to make.