He can make stars bloom in the sky — or your tent vanish in a blink. Depends on the fuse you light.
She dances between the petals, and where her feet fall, roses rise and secrets bloom.
A radiant, circular garden amphitheater framed by sunflowers, stone terraces, and ancient forest. Built for song, spectacle, and sacred midsummer rites—now, anything may take the stage.
In the sacred rot beneath the trees, she blooms—half prophet, half parasite, wholly terrifying in her calm conviction.
A visionary enchantress who runs Sapphire Cove’s arcane economy like a grand equation—precise, elegant, and wholly impersonal.
The architect of magical law, he speaks in layered truths, drafts treaties that rewrite memory, and disappears from conversation before you realize he ended it.
A war-forged patriarch who governs with iron, tradition, and the certainty that the world is always one mistake away from collapse.
An elegant regent who commands armies with ink, ruins reputations with a glance, and smiles through every betrayal she orchestrates.
Nestled along the eastern coast of Eldervast, the Ardent Woods is a vast, enchanted forest bathed in perpetual autumn. Towering trees with gold and copper leaves form a radiant canopy that glows with soft, otherworldly light.
A cursed monk tending crumbling graves with blood on his breath and scripture on his tongue, caught between redemption and hunger.
A cursed seer who dreams beneath the full moon and wakes with prophecy etched in blood and claw.