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The Kartha
The Kartha have pitched camp and these are now accessible! Throughout the month of September, these foreigners will be hosting games, conversations, and trading with anyone who wishes to take part. So you can learn about the Kartha, their culture, and their traditions. You can take this one step further by affiliating yourself with one…
Read MoreThe Age of Black Woe: Parts XIII and XIV
Once again, Khalas strode alone. The Wanderer walked through the shattered memory of Krenindala, searching and seeking as He had done in the eons before Humanity. With strikes aimed to send the Wanderer to His knees, five Gods coalesced upon Memory to assail Their lost Brother: Aegis, Neraeos, Vastar, Babel, and Valnurana. The confrontation was…
Read MoreThe Age of Black Woe: Parts XI and XII
Far along the endless roads of Memory, Khalas strode towards His brother, the ever-loyal Smith of Proteus. With His cowl draped over His grey-robed figure, the Wanderer spoke urgently, imploring Phaestus to join Him in the creation of a New World. But the Dwarf Father remained immovable as a mountain, steadfastly refusing the pleas of…
Read MoreThe Age of Black Woe: Parts IX and X
On the 11th of Daedalan 923 AF, the citizens of Mhaldor gathered within the Black Cathedral for a dark communion and an even darker purpose. Blood flowed in rivers from their freshly slit throats, soaking into a pentagram of their own make as they performed a profane ritual: the summoning of Lord Malortis, the Portal…
Read MoreThe Age of Black Woe: Parts VII and VIII
Ethereal fog flowed forth from the threads of Memory across Sapience as the clangour of war resounded. Three Divine stood alone in the wake of a battle against Memory’s recreations: the Malevolent One, the Skylord, and the Wayward Heir. Vastar’s voice rang out to Sartan, demanding He cease His fight against mere echoes of His…
Read MoreThe Age of Black Woe: Parts V and VI
In Lupar of 922 AF, the Pantheon arrayed Themselves in all the blinding regalia of immortality and marched to war upon the distant plane of Memory. With the Lord Commander at Their front and an army of Demigods and Celani at Their heels, even the oldest of Adversaries could agree on one thing: They would…
Read MoreThe Age of Black Woe: Parts III and IV
Ethereal fog swirled in the rifts to Memory, bequeathing visions of distant worlds perhaps unbeknownst to those under watch. – In Miraman 922 AF, Divinity gathered on the precipice of Memory. A strategy was made, one that would guide both means and method in Their war against the Prince of Woe. Yet as They spoke,…
Read MoreThe Age of Black Woe: Part II
On the 19th of Aeguary in the 922nd year after the fall of Seleucar, the first brambles of a corrupted Yggdrasil assaulted the Prime Material Plane. The forest village of Sparrow’s Rest trembled as reality shifted, spurring its namesake birds to flight as fell tendrils found root in the shaded depths of the elmwood. Colour…
Read MoreThe Age of Black Woe: Part I
Tragedy arose in the dawning months of 922 AF, a black night that began with the first sign of Slith since his escape from the Underworld. On the cold fields of the Outer Planes, upon a world no God had cared to view since time immemorial, the King of the Undead struck against Babel’s cult.…
Read MoreUnsung Heroes
How far had Himalia sailed to uncover the edges of the known map? Farther than any of them, they soon discovered, for it was a different time with different dangers. The Himalia of legend began her journey alone, returning rarely with friends and loyal followers in her midst. Yet one thing was certain. Wherever she…
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