Mythora

Tahtın Gölgesi: Shadow of the Throne

Ottoman Court Intrigue

The Old Lion has not been seen in fourteen months. Sultan Alaeddin Aslanoglu hunts at Edirne, they say, while his Grand Vizier holds the seal, his mother holds the palace, his three sons hold three provinces, and the janissaries hold their empty pay-purses. You are a prince of the blood, a servant of the Gate, a lady of the Old Palace, or a foreigner with a letter you should not have — and in this court nothing is ever forgotten, because every pasha, aga and hatun keeps a defter: a written register of who served them and who wronged them. What another player did to the Grand Vizier last week is waiting for you in his eyes today. Collect leverage. Bind the houses with seals. Watch the Cord.

Where things stand

Tahtın Gölgesi: Shadow of the Throne is played by real people and keeps moving between their sessions. This is the state of it as of the last update — not a fixed setting, and not where it began.

In the Bedesten, Kirkor Usta and Master Arslan have firmly bound the artisan guilds to Dilruba Hatun's promissory paper, locking away physical bullion. At the Council Dome of Whispers, Piri Efendi delivered the seized palace ledgers to Dilruba Hatun, transferring practical control of imperial customs into her hands. Grand Vizier Ferhad Pasha remains isolated in Yedikule, his treasury warrants rejected by Yusuf Aga and the Janissary orta as the cauldrons stay cold across the barracks.

Places

Bedestenmarket
The domed heart of the covered bazaar — silk, silver, spice, and the jeweler Kirkor Usta's stall where letters are weighed like gold. Neutral ground by long custom: blades stay sheathed and everything has a price.
Konya Lodgetemple
The Mevlevi lodge and the kadi's court on the plain: reed-flutes, a courtyard where oaths are witnessed, a sheikh who has refused every pasha's gift for twenty years. The one court in Anatolia no house owns.
Trabzon Harborsettlement
Prince Cihan's court above the Black Sea harbor: a library, a Venetian factor's house, ships that carry more letters than cargo. The youngest prince keeps a door open that the Divan would like shut.
Sivas Garrisonfortress
The beylerbeyi's stone fortress on the eastern road: sipahi cavalry, a treasury that has not been paid either, rumors from the frontier that nobody in Istanbul answers.
Kutahya Courtfortress
Prince Yahya's court in the old citadel: drill-yards, tile-kilns, a mess hall where the prince eats with his guard. The janissaries drink to this prince, and the Divan has noticed.
Anatolian Roadroad
The caravan road between the princes' seats: caravanserais, courier-stations, and stretches where letters are read by men who did not write them. Whoever holds the road holds the princes' correspondence.
Eyup Shrinetemple
The tomb-mosque at the head of the Golden Horn where sultans are girded with the sword and men swear what they cannot swear elsewhere. Plane trees, tombstones like a stone crowd, a sheikh who asks no names.
Council Dome of Whisperslandmark
The Council Dome now serves as a symbol of Ferhad Pasha's diminished power, its pronouncements openly challenged, and its authority questioned by the populace and merchant guilds alike.
Yedikuledungeon
The Seven Towers — the prison-fortress in the land walls where ambassadors, pashas and princes wait for the Sultan's decision, or the bowstring. Seven towers, one well, no letters out.
Uskudar Crossingroad
The Uskudar Crossing, usually a bustling thoroughfare, is now a nerve-wracking gauntlet for a messenger carrying information that could destabilize the entire empire. Every face is suspect, every shadow a potential spy.
Manisa Saraysettlement
The eldest prince's provincial court on the mountain above the town: falcons on their blocks, the spring festival's spice-smoke, a household small enough that every letter is noticed. The heir's seat — and everyone knows what that makes it.
Old Palacesettlement
Shadows deepen in the Old Palace as loyalists disappear and households are dismantled. The air is heavy with silent fear, and every servant moves with exaggerated caution, knowing a single misstep could lead to ruin. Gevher Sultan's grip is absolute.
Galatasettlement
Across the Golden Horn: the Genoese tower, wine-shops, the Venetian bailo's house with its shuttered study, ships from Ragusa and Chios. The one quarter of the city where the Sultan's law thins.
Ocak Barracksfortress
No longer a mere staging ground, the Ocak Barracks is a vacated stronghold, its gates open and its courtyards empty save for the lingering scent of gunpowder and the faint echoes of war cries. The true fight has begun in the streets.

Figures

  • Nevbahar KadinMother of Prince Cihan; lady of the Old Palace
  • Prince KorkutSehzade, eldest son of the Sultan; governor of Manisa; head of the House of Manisa
  • Kasim BeyLala (tutor-vizier) of Prince Korkut; steward of the Manisa household
  • Musa CelebiHekimbasi, chief physician, kept at the Edirne lodge
  • Prince YahyaSehzade, second son; governor of Kutahya; head of the House of Kutahya
  • Bartolomeo ZenSecretary to the Venetian bailo; head of the House of Galata
  • Ferhad PashaGrand Vizier of the Divan (Sadrazam); head of the House of the Divan
  • Kirkor UstaJeweler and letter-broker of the Bedesten
  • Piri EfendiReisulkuttab, chief scribe of the imperial chancery
  • Dilruba HatunMother of Prince Yahya; lady of the Old Palace
  • Prince CihanSehzade, youngest son; governor of Trabzon; head of the House of Trabzon
  • Yusuf AgaAga of the Janissaries; head of the House of the Ocak
  • Hasan CorbaciCommander of the 61st orta; signs the pay-rolls
  • Mercan KethudaChief Steward of the Inner Court (Kapi Agasi)
  • Gevher SultanThe Valide, queen mother; head of the House of the Inner Court
  • IskenderSupplicant
  • ZeynepCourtier
  • IbrahimElderly Advisor
  • DragomirJanissary Guard
  • AyseKalfa (linen servant)
  • LazloBostanci Aga
  • SaoirseJanissary Sergeant
  • CemilLamp-filler for Nevbahar Kadin
  • VeskaMerchant of Exotic Goods

These are the figures the world was seeded with, and who are still alive in it. Others have appeared since, and some of these are no longer who they were — the world keeps moving whether or not anyone is watching.