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Achronum
The six-eyed Wolf isn't entirely unknown. It is actually known as a forgotten God of Liberation, Freedom, and Chaos, though it's actual name has been lost to time. A deity worshipped by a now-extinct people known as (pending-name) the Aevum that were said to have originated from the Valley of Ancients, some who studied the ancient writings of the Aevum note that the sight of this god's return I said to bring about the beginning of the return of the Gods to the realm of man. Thus a small rumor has begun to spread among guild circles, and from there, the general public.
The Mage council, however, thinks that someone is just taking advantage of this likeness to sow discord in preparation for something. Whatever the case may be, the hooded figure that is seen before the wolf strikes is said to be draped in a cloak inscribed with Aevic-script.
The Mage council, however, thinks that someone is just taking advantage of this likeness to sow discord in preparation for something. Whatever the case may be, the hooded figure that is seen before the wolf strikes is said to be draped in a cloak inscribed with Aevic-script.
The Valley of Ancients is a place of many mysteries. . . and the target of many ambitions. The number of times that people have attempted to try and set up a presence within the region to take advantage of the natural abundance of Ether and magical materials, whether it be for their own personal benefit or to strengthen the nation of Fiore as a whole. Whichever the case may be, not a single one has been successful. In some cases, a few haggard survivors come crawling across the borderline, bloodied and barely clinging to life, speaking of monsters having beset their settlements who shrugged of powerful magics as if they were flies and roared with the force of hurricanes. Some come out of the valley with not a single mark on their bodies yet their minds utterly broken, staring out into the empty sky with empty eyes devoid of conscious thought. And lastly, there are those who just. . . vanish. Never to be seen again, yet at some point leaving mementos of their passage along the borderlines. Supplies, clothes, treasured mementos, and heirlooms. . . even children, swaddling babes wrapped in strange furs.
Just a little added lore bits I formulated while helping people with their characters. Will be added to the Main OP
