The caravan stops to let Afsana heal as we learn more about the artifacts known as the ash stones.
Afsana has some foreboding dreams as newcomers arrive in the Del Harun camp. Will these newcomers be able to defuse the tension or will they be the flame that ignites the powder keg?
Luln was free. There was none to stop his rage. All across Sribinet, he caused destruction and pain. Where his siblings crossed his path, they suffered. Where his mother was to be found, she wept from his fury.
And she was pleased.
Time passed in Sribinet and it did not, as is the way in the demon realm. The passage of ages was not as mortals would one day know. The three grew to adulthood, and they became envious of their parents. Luln wished to be father. Braxult wished to be mother. Erethalion only wished for change. Together, the siblings conspired.
One day, Jeragroth came to inflict harm on the three, for his pleasure and that of the darkness.
“Stand, my children, for I would rend your flesh. Stand, my children, for I would see your blood. Stand, my children, for I would hear your screams. Continue reading “Creation- Myth of the Demons, Part 2: The Betrayal”
In the days of old, many cultures believed the world was created by demon kind. While the majority of the world today worships the dragon gods, there are still small pockets whose prayers are directed toward the oldest gods. In dark ruins and ancient temples on the fringes of the civilized worlds, those worshipers read from decaying texts, spreading the tales of the very creation of the world itself. What follows is one such account…
Found carved into a stone in a long forgotten cave in the swamps of Dezeldenia
When we die
The great mother will take us back into her bosom
We will sit in endless halls
Where the torch light flickers grey.
We will sit there for all eternity
unmoving and silent Continue reading “A Traveler’s Guide to Samsarras: Drexalt’s Song”
There are many thieves guilds and gangs in Varrek, but it is said they all pay homage to one man: Alazard the Wicked. Publically, Alazard in a merchant, though all know where his true fortune comes from: He is the king of the Varrekian underworld. No large transactions or deals escape his notice. The thieves of Varrek have a saying: steal what you will, but give Alazard his due.
Long before Varekussius came to be known, the twins Druhaus and Mugan were worshiped as the gods of magic and knowledge. Legend says that Qua Jon, an Elf, was the first mage of the Samsarras. He was gifted his great magic by the twins so that he may teach others the ways of the arcane. Despite the Elves of current day worshiping the dragon gods of their lands, all know this legend well.
Located on the far southern outreach of the city, Tur Drexlinth is home to Sharar Mon Karra. Sharar is a powerful and reclusive necromancer said to travel the city in many differnt guises. The Del Harun, a tribe of warrior merchants who travel the eastern part of Qua’lorn, have a saying: “Every man, woman, and child meets Sharar Mon Karra once.” Continue reading “A Traveler’s Guide to Samsarras: Tur Drexlinth”
The House of Nothings lays a quarter mile outside of Varrek proper atop a small rocky outcropping. It is ruled by the Council of the Veil which consists of Cillehartly, Annatree Slipbound, and Cartania the Brass. All three are master illusionists.
Cillehartly is an elderly Gnomish woman, bent of spine and slow of speech. Originally from Gnomehome, Cillehartly came to Varrek when the city was still young. She made the pilgrimage to pledge her services to Varekussius in exchange for magical knowledge. They have been close ever since. Continue reading “A Traveler’s Guide to Samsarras: The House of Nothings”
“One thousand doors, but never one.”
–Del Harun Saying
The House of a Thousand doors is said to be connected to the outside realms. If the fireside tales told late at night in the taverns are to be believed, one can find a doorway to any place or perhaps even any time if they know where to look. There are not many that can verify that information as there are no visible doors on the outside of the structure. Continue reading “A Traveler’s Guide to Samsarras: The House of 1000 Doors”
The temple of Afrah, located a few miles outside of Varrek, is old. Those that reside in it now are not the original occupants. If they know who those occupants were, they are not saying.
Centuries ago, the Dark Elf Marzzit fled from his own people. He would eventually come upon the ancient pyramid in what would one day be known as Varrek. He lived alone in the temple for five centuries before once again emerging, much changed from when he entered. In his absence, the city of Varrek had sprung forth from the desert. He named the pyramid The Temple of Afrah and began to recruit followers from the near by city. Continue reading “A Traveler’s Guide to Samsarras: Temple of the Afrah”
Varekussius has scales of gleaming white, a perfect match for the dolomite domes they lord over in their city of Varrek. This dragon god is quadrupedal with great feathered wings sprouting from their back, the feathers sporting a rainbow hue of colors providing stark contrast to the rest of their body. This is not their only similarity to an avian, however. Their face is chicken like, a squat beak protruding form it. Two hypnotic blue eyes peer out over the bill. Continue reading “A Traveler’s Guide to Samsarras: Varekussius”
Ages ago, when the memory of Shilan was still quite fresh in the minds of the world, Varrekussius the wyrm led refugees across the face of Qua’Lorn. The people, largely human, had lost their homes in the great war between dragon kind and the demons. In the aftermath of the crusade, Varrekussius came to them and promised these peoples a new start in the sands. Continue reading “A Traveler’s Guide to Samsarras: Varrek”
The Kiradal are a small tribe of nomadic dark elves who travel Qua’Lorn throughout the desert nights. Led by an ancient Dark Elf named Vhurrenna, none are sure what has brought them to live on the surface of the world instead of its depths. They are constantly crossing the sands for some unknown purpose.
Vhurrenna identifies as male, which is strange among the Dark Elves. Their society is matriarchal, just as the Avriel society is. This may have something to do with their flight from the dark tunnels below. Rumors circulate that it was the result of some sort of rebellion, though any one who knows the truth of the matter is keeping their lips sealed. Continue reading “A Traveler’s Guide to Samsarras: The Kiradal”
Wyrlynth is said to be a carnal creature. It is easy to believe when you look at the make up of the Anjasta, a nomadic tribe that frequents the wastes around Zan Zan Turina. While largely Orcs, there are also The Blooded. From a distance, The Blooded would easily be mistaken for humans. When one gets closer, however, it is apparent that they are much more.
The Blooded have many small pits in their skin, about the size of an eye. Many claim that this is proof that they are born of Wyrlynth herself, for who else could be responsible than the Thousand Eyed Serpent? Others laugh at this, stating that a defect of birth is far from a concrete tie. The Blooded tend to stay silent on such matters. Continue reading “A Traveler’s Guide to Samsarras: The Anjasta”