Darkness Takes Root
Twisted trees and unseen eyes make this cursed part of the Whispering Woods a place few escape unchanged.
The Hands That Build
From stone to steel, field to forge—without them, castles would crumble, cities would starve, and kings would rule over dust.
Measured Power
Power whispers, daggers wait, and loyalty lasts only until the wine runs dry.
Areas
Commoner
Fables
Sigils
Races
