Ravenbreath

The Stillness Below - Ravenbreath

Blood Oaths & Broken Pacts

Alliances are forged in fire, but promises are easily shattered. When loyalties waver, will you stand by—or claim vengeance?

Whispers Beneath the Stone

A cavern lost to time, where echoes linger longer than they should.

Unraveled Truths

Lost history lingers, but those who search may not like what they find.

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Taverns

The Stillness Below: Not all frost is natural

It started with whispers. Then the wards dimmed. Not failed—dimmed, like they were listening to something else. She thought it was a fluke. Then a child wandered into the snow barefoot, smiling. A hunter returned without memory, humming a melody no one taught him. Now strangers pass through the village with pale eyes and empty warmth, speaking of a stillness that preserves.

She watches from the edges. They call themselves pilgrims. They claim the cold is eternal, and they wish to become so. They leave offerings outside the caverns. They do not shiver. And they do not leave.

Whatever is gathering beneath the mountain is not a storm. It is older than weather. It speaks through imitation, and it’s crawling toward the heart of the frost. She will not let it take root.

Frostmaw Village Image

Frostmaw Village 

Islynn ● Thrynn

The tunnel curved beneath the snow, ice glowing faintly with embedded runes. A gust echoed down the passage, then stilled. She passed under the arch of carved bone, a glow blooming in the hearth ahead. Somewhere above, the storm shrieked—but here, all was still.

Islynn Winterclaw 

Thrynn

She stepped into the perimeter ring, eyes narrowing. The ward had been disturbed—scratched. A spiral mark, carved deep with a nail. She ran her thumb over it, and the air grew cold. "They’ve been here," she whispered.
And then louder: "You don’t belong in this place. And I don’t freeze easy."

Islynn Winterclaw Image

Stillness can preserve—but only rot wants to last forever.