Welcome to a world very much like our own, but with one key difference: in this world, folklore is rooted in stark reality.
Amidst endless grassy plains in the mainland to the west of Celdrúin, where the Hwaet make their homes, a solitary hill with a dark history towers above the expanse.
Every year on the winter solstice, a ritual is conducted at an ancient monument to ward off evil spirits. Although the denizens of Celdrúin enjoy feasts and celebrations from within the safety of their walls, travelers unfortunate enough to find themselves on the road during the solstice find themselves contending with more than just the freezing cold...
Across the lands of the Kjalti, itinerant seeresses offer their services to commoners and kings alike. Their prophecies cover the mundane as well as the extraordinary, from the next year's harvest to a monarch's demise.
Across the river from the village of Ardben, an ancient crypt lays undisturbed. According to legend, the barrow is the home of a vicious and cruel fairy that preys upon travelers that unwittingly trespass upon his domain. It may only be superstition... but then again, who would be foolish enough to risk their life to discover out the truth?
Across the world, fairy tales have emerged to teach children and adults alike about the dangers inherent in large bodies of water. They often feature shapeshifting spirits, some taking the form of animals and other adopting the likeness of a human. Sometimes, however, folklore crosses from the realm of fantasy into reality - and sometimes the threat it poses is not quite what it seems.
The end of fall marks a transition between the warmth of summer and the bleak chill of winter. The festival of Crossing's Eve marks that transition with revelry, ceremonies, and rituals. It's said that, on the night of the festival, the spirits of the deceased can cross back into the world of the living - even if only for one night.
The Kjalti believe that dying with an oath unfulfilled, a promise broken, or dishonor upon one's self has consequences. The dead may return to the land of the living as a revenant, cursed to wander the earth and serve penance for their actions.
For most of humanity's history, wolves have been a constant. Just as their domesticated relatives have become a steadfast companion, the packs of wolves that roam the moors of Veldrün have been a persistent threat. In this chapter, we'll dive into the folklore surrounding the beasts with three stories of close encounters.