Widow Hallis, the Settlers’ Voice
A widow in plain wool with a drop spindle turning in her fingers, weaving while she listens, flawlessly.
Bestiary
Everything the game knows, written down: commands and systems, the places in the world, and what there is to do in them.
Mother Ashka, the Gravespeaker
A gravespeaker in ash-grey vestments, a long red-inked list held open in both hands, the true power in a city of the dead.
Nauthilus the Great Kraken
A kraken risen into the shallows, tentacles thick as masts, one vast lidless eye above a hooked beak.
Alaric Thorne, the Judge-King
A grey-bearded king seated on a plain stone bench beneath a pair of working iron scales, listening rather than speaking.
Ymirngar the Frost Giant
A jotun of the eternal winter, hoar-frost matted through his beard, glacier ice grown over one shoulder like armour.
Queen Mother Sabelle, Matriarch of the Scales
An old queen mother in unornamented black, hands folded, the stillness of someone who has been right for forty years.
Skarrn the Tempest Roc
A thunderbird of impossible size with wings spread wide, lightning caught and flickering behind its eyes.
Ser Rhiane Thorne, the Justiciar-Princess
A justiciar-princess in the surcoat of the Order of the Scales, oath-cords at the wrist, sword sheathed and belted behind.
Gargantua, the Great Behemoth
The First Beast: a mountain of scarred muscle and old wrath, the broken ends of the seal-chains still sunk deep into its shoulders.
Ignathar the Ember Spirit
A towering figure of living flame, its outline guttering where it meets the air, embers shedding upward.