Gloaming Weald

A vast, shadowed forest stretching across central Othvarand, where the mists hang low, and the sun rarely breaks the canopy. Trails twist and vanish. Stones bear runes no one understands. Many note that the forest predates the coming of humanity.

The Weald is home to the Wayward Kin, a loose brotherhood of outlaws, witches, and exiles. But they are far from its only secret. Forgotten shrines, sunken barrows, and ruined watchtowers litter its depths—remnants of ages lost, wars buried, and rituals best left unspoken.

Those who enter without a guide often lose their way, and those rare few who do return are always changed.

Type

Forest