The Vapos Res Novae, translated to common as simply the “Revolution of Steam”, is a phrase that appears to have been coined in a letter dated from the 12th of Flowerbloom, 1321, written by statesman and poet Pierse Octavius (hailing from the Eastern Baronies), and addressed to Foundry Seneschal Lord Kenneth Gambol. In what can only be called sensationalism, Octavius insisted in his missive that the Republic had begun a death march of sorts, crawling slowly towards the inevitable decline of Decusianism proper. Octavius writes: “It is without pleasure that I announce the death of our great Republic’s union between both Country and Faith. Though our efforts have long been aimed at the betterment of Man, it is clear that we are undeniably set upon a path of mutually assured self destruction. For nearly one thousand years, our great culture has struggled to meet the demands of a conquest steeped in religious fervor. Today, centuries into this great conquest, we reap the fruits of our labor; yet it is without joy, applause, or effort, for this fruit is indeed rotten. The Western Territories has all but been destroyed, ravaged by the Torment, and the Baronies is naught but a corpulent beast, assisted in movement by the burning of coal and the labor of a thousand strong backs of Foundry tradesmen. And though we have lived in comfort, it is a sad, decaying thing. It is not by chance that we have arrived at what will surely be an apocalyptic conclusion. Tragically, the Reckoning has, over the countless centuries, paved the way for a wagon that has now run away from the road; for it in our haste to meet the demands of an ever-growing empire, our advancements in both industry and technology has nearly devoured the very faith we claim it was to serve! Because of this, I implore you to place sanctions upon the Foundry and its officials, from the lowly laborer to the Seneschals themselves, lest we wake to find that the Republic has slipped the yoke of the faith and devolved into heresy – all at the hands of this revolution of steam.”
Indeed, the idea of a new social order based upon industry and convenience was popular throughout the Eastern Baronies, a region of Vitaveus that the Foundry has been well represented within, and the area that would become the birthplace of steam technologies. Before the onset of the Torment, and the coming of what many believe to be the Apocalypse, the fledgling beginnings of the Vapos Res Novae, or the Revolution of Steam, had been readily apparent. The experimentation of producing and harnessing steam as an energy source had been toyed with by the Foundry throughout the late 13th century. It had not been until the the early 1300s that a more progressive clerical atmosphere within the Venerated Republic of Decus had allowed for more widespread experimentation and, in some cases, implementation of fledgling steam apparatuses within the Eastern Baronies. This adoption of technology that by it’s very nature had been so alien to the laymen of the 14th century had ignited a practical renaissance of technological advancement and discovery in countless fields of trade and science; a golden-era which is now referred to as the Vapos Res Novae.
While this renaissance was no doubt affected by the emergence of the Torment in 1313, it was in no way cut short. Indeed, the Torment has shaped the demands of society perhaps more than any other single event in the history of the Venerated Republic. Combined with the fledgling sciences birthed from the Vapos Res Novae, this synergy of renaissance and apocalypse resulting in exponential growth in fields dedicated primarily to the survival of mankind, such as medicine, weaponry, personal defense, and of course, biology. As a result of this rather unorthodox fusion of golden-age meets dark-age, technological marvels such as hand-held firearms and personal explosives now litter the Prodaian front, taking the place of unwieldy siege weaponry and heavy cannons. Apothecaries throughout the Republic have made few strides in the treatment of illnesses and diseases, but the invention of the hypodermic needle promises new discoveries, and new ideas. It too, is yet another by-product of the Revolution of Steam, and an exciting revelation to those involved in the field of medicine.
It had not been until the the early 1300s that a more progressive clerical atmosphere within the Venerated Republic of Decus had allowed for more widespread experimentation and, in some cases, implementation of fledgling steam apparatuses within the Eastern Baronies.
After all, one must not forget that it was nearly three hundred years ago, early in the 11th century of our grand Republic, when medical schools were forming in isolated portions in the Eastern Baronies, cataloging and dissecting whatever corpses they could procure. They even provided care to those desperate few with both the courage to go under the knife and the coin to pay for it. Such services offered at these oft mistrusted and maligned establishments included bleeding, leeching, dental extractions, amputations, the removal of cataracts, and trepanning. Today, In the 14th century; this is largely unchanged. Medical advancements in the republic have noticeably lagged behind those of the martial sciences and the predominant method of care for internal medicine relies on an understanding of balancing the Five Humors- phlehm, black and yellow bile, blood, and lastly, mutagen; which is believed to be a toxic element that corrupts and poisons the host’s blood, and even their mind. The most basic apothecary training dictates that these humors must maintain a nuanced balance for a fully healthy specimen, and it is the physician’s job is to bring stability to the patient’s body and mind regardless of what they need to cut off, remove, or burn away.
In a bizarre twist of fate, the Torment has changed how Decusians view medicine and it’s necessity in modern day life, and apothecaries have begun to ply their archaic and arcane trade on a willing populace, learning more about their craft each and every day. Most notably, their grasp of the fifth humor has grown in leaps and bounds with some apothecaries calling for it to be separated into its own category, called a mutation. These forward thinking Medicae have begun to establish a new field of Allopathy known simply as hematology; the practice of purposely bringing imbalance to the humors to enhance and improve physical and mental capacity. Among the more conservative factions of the Apothecary Corps, this practice has been compared to witchcraft and worse as the process purposely introduces mutagen to the body in large quantities- defying every standard care practice, as outside the hematologists themselves, it is believed that the introduction of the fifth humor to a human body is tantamount to becoming ‘of the ill’. These very same beliefs have added fuel to the fire regarding the persecution of mages, as the fifth humor has been found in higher than average quantities among those who practice the arcane arts when studied postmortem. Common theory dictates that these individuals are tainted by their craft, and it is mutagen that leads to the diseases of the mind witches often succumb to. Unfortunately, this has led those mundane individuals afflicted with mental illness and diseases of the mind to be associated with Witchraft, Dae influences, and even the Ill.
In a bizarre twist of fate, the Torment has changed how Decusians view medicine and it’s necessity in modern day life, and apothecaries have begun to ply their archaic and arcane trade on a willing populace, learning more about their craft each and every day.
Outside of medicine, progress reigns uninhibited. Factories have begun to spring up in the Eastern Baronies, and though many are now broken shells of wood and mortar in the wake of the torment, their purpose is not forgotten. The human powered assembly line has been introduced by Foundry efforts, expediting the forging process of simple items like nails, and there have even been fledgling efforts at mass producing simple blades from molds or even small metal plates.. With the advancements of metallurgy and forging, the process of getting iron from the mines and turning it into a steel blade to press into the hands of an eager Legionnaire has never been easier. Though trade routes are often cut off and made inert through outbreaks and worse, the Republic is strong, albeit dwarfed in size and scope in the past thirty years of hardship.
Unfettered growth has led to a mismatch of ethics, and capabilities in the Republic’s ability to shape the war effort, both at home and abroad. Indeed, while weaponry and the sciences have adapted in such a way that the Torment is no longer the overwhelming threat it may have once been, it does not seem to be advancing fast enough to save what is left of the Populi- despite the advent of so called ‘Holy Weaponry’, and technology which in other, more peaceful times might be described as monstrous and inhumane. Such ethical concerns are no longer pressing to the venerated Church of Decus, nor the citizenry that pay it tribute.
In a time where life is cheap, and Ascension is the only solace granted to a dying people, these technologies are a ray of hope. Where some might see weapons of destruction, capable of putting ten to fifteen bodies to the torch in seconds, others see Redemption incarnated. A redemption granted through chemical concoctions brought to the front by the Foundry which has gained unprecedented influence throughout the republic by stepping into the role of technocrat saviors, bringing hope in some of the darkest times the Republic has ever faced. This hope is not without cost, and efforts are driven by what amounts to slave labor, from both willing citizens, and penitent criminals forced into providing what the Republic needs to buy off their sentence. These camps experience horrific conditions, but nearly every worker performs their duties without complaint. Propaganda throughout the Republic sees such individuals as heroes, strong and resilient workers that any man or woman can aspire to be, and for the first time in a millennia, there is pride in taking Civis Vox under the foundry- joining the machine that has driven the steam and clockwork revolutions, aiming to to save mankind from sure destruction. Never mind that the machine requires blood, sweat and tears to turn its wheels- for in some regions with high Foundry presence, such a thing is now viewed as an honor on par with joining the Legion or becoming a Clergyman. This has come part and parcel with the technocratic revolution, and has given rise to a secular brand of Decusianism that is worrying to members of the Church, but is allowing access to the common citizen’s motivations and desires in ways they had previously not managed. Specifically – the poor and destitute; the Everyman. As war machines like flamethrowers, muskets and handheld piston saws move from the factory floor to Legion hands, so too does the heart of the Republic swell and grow- with more and more of mankind turning their eyes to ascension, taking pride in their church and way of life.