At the heart of Fallcrest lies the black mountain, Ogun Zarkx, whose name when loosely translated to the common tongue means "The Hungering Dark." Other names for the mountain include the Gallow Peak and Devil's Headstone. Ogun Zarkx is a landmark of infamy in the Dawn Realm. When the Elysium Knights first arrived in the lands of Iskandar it was a region ruled by darkness and hellish lords of iron, flame and fang. Fallcrest was the crown of these sorrows and Ogun Zarkx its black jewel. From the mountain poured a horde of dark armies. Hobgoblins and their lesser kin. Ogres, giants and other towering evils. From the bellows of the earth beneath its jagged peaks swarmed legion of creatures tainted by the evil that lairs where the light of Orr's sun can never strafe.
Black Chapel Caverns Beneath Ogun Zarkx lies a deep network of twisting caverns and winding cave systems, and many brave souls have lost their way among the yawning portals that lead into the mountain's foul guts. Those that have return speak of primeval cities carved into the stone lying among the rough rubble of great chambers that the scholars of Iskandar call Black Chapels. These Chapels have gained their name for the presence of ancient, abyssal magic that is carved into their walls from floor to ceiling. Runes and glyphs that predate even the Cataclysm. Some small translations of the Chapels exist, and from them have been gleaned insights into dark rites and ceremonies belonging to Gods and Beings of old that have long expired from the world of Orr, or lie in slumber in some hidden plane beyond the prying eyes of mortals.
Lambsblood Magic Mortals learned to wield the powers of arcana after the sundering of the planes that followed in the wake of the heaven-dragon's fall, but other beings have wielded sorcery for far longer. Monsters and Outsiders who can manipulate the winds of magic or whose beings have become so twisted and mutated by its coursing power call upon this sorcery in primeval ways. Blood and souls are their material components. Fetishes, bones and totems are their wands. Even the most feared arts of Necromancy pale in comparison to the means by which Outsiders such as Demons and Devils stoke their power. Lambsblood Magic is as diverse as any sorcery that mortals wield and thus there are innocuous forms whose practice may go unnoticed to those ignorant of its origins, perhaps even slipping into every day life as simple wise-spells or omen reading. There are many mages who speculate that its practice may feed some type of Outer Being similarly to the way that belief emboldens the Endless.
Ironfang Keep The Black Chapels are not the only feature of the mountain that remains fearsome and irreproachable. Upon the slopes of Ogun Zarkx lies a fortress that the denizens of the Dawn Realm refer to simply as the Ironfang Keep. The fortress has a storied history of malevolent inhabitants, and has been the centerpiece of a number of mysteries in the realm. It is a basalt castle lying in a narrow and sunken valley between two higher peaks. The walls of the fortress are perfectly smooth and bare no windows. One rising slope leads to the towering doors of the fortress and no other entrances are visible from the exterior. No form of scrying magic known can penetrate the walls of the fortress and conjured beings, such as a mage's familiar, cannot step through the doors lest they disintegrate. The fortress has passed between many factions over the long centuries and it seems to swiftly drive its inhabitants towards a violent madness. The Knights of Umbra have many times conquered the Keep but have never found the source of its strange perversions upon those drawn there.
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