They say something wild and untamed lurks in the heart of every soul, a sliver that thrills at the hushed wind stalking through the pines, the sound of cicadas screaming in the night, the unexpected joy at a tempest roaring overhead—and it's in this space that the Telmarean gods dwell, so far yet so close to the souls they reap.
Dungeons & Dragons 5e
What's lost in the mist may never again be found...