Mundo ritual, cruel y bello. Locura, alcohol, magia corrupta y dioses muertos reinan sobre HVØRAX.
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Caldero del Tuétano Rojo
Un pozo ardiente alimentado con grasa de los vencidos, donde los herreros rituales forjan armas con hueso y sangre. Las herramientas forjadas aquí requieren que el portador beba del tuétano para ser utilizadas, imbuyéndolas con poder oscuro y corrupción.
Chamber of Echoes
Inside the ancient auditory lobe of a long-dead god, the Chamber of Echoes is a vast, dimly lit space filled with black hanging bells that sway gently in the still air. These bells, silent to the touch, resonate with a haunting vibration whenever a life is lost in the city, creating an eerie symphony of death that the Priests of the Echo interpret as sacred messages from the beyond.
Chamber of Echoing Souls
This subterranean chamber is filled with floating opaque crystal orbs, each containing the final breath of a soul erased by disharmony. When the right tune is sung, the orbs align to form a unified chorus, revealing fragments of the visitor's fate, but if the visitor lies, the chorus collapses and retaliates with a vengeful force.
Circo de Tendones
Un círculo de combate hecho con huesos y tendones secos, donde se celebran juicios rituales. La sangre es la única que dicta justicia, y las reglas cambian cada luna llena, creando un ambiente de tensión y peligro.
Cliff of Shared Visions
Perched high above a secluded hermit's hut, this cliff is enveloped in a mystical mist that pulses rhythmically, resembling the breath of a slumbering giant. Those who meditate here may experience shared visions with a blind seer, glimpsing fragments of possible futures that can alter their destinies.
Echoing Gallery of Origins
A mesmerizing curved gallery where the walls resonate with the echoes of ancient melodies. Each note sung within its confines lingers for hours, creating a symphony of layered harmonies that can transport the mind to the very origins of the world, but those who cannot match the tones risk becoming one with the sound itself.
El Dolmen de los 33 Berridos
- Descripción (Español): Antiguo monumento de piedra escondido en un valle olvidado. Se cree que fue tumba ritual de una civilización castigada por dioses del grito. Las piedras murmuran sin cesar y están cubiertas de runas rotas. El suelo está lleno de ofrendas secas, dejadas por quienes buscan pactar con las voces atrapadas. Se dice que quien oye el último berrido jamás vuelve a hablar… pero ríe en sueños hasta morir. - Description (English): The Dolmen of the 33 Screams An ancient stone monument hidden in a forsaken valley. Said to be the ritual tomb of a civilization punished by the gods of wailing. The stones whisper constantly, etched with broken runes. The ground is covered with dried offerings from those seeking pacts with the trapped voices. It is said that those who hear the final scream never speak again… but laugh in their sleep until they die.
El Silente (Oráculo de eco petrificado)
En el cráneo abierto de una montaña al norte, reposa 'El Silente', un eco petrificado que solo responde con frases del pasado. Los aventureros deben gritar su propio nombre para recibir respuestas en forma de ecos de sus recuerdos y misterios olvidados.
Las Gargantas del Remordimiento
Un desfiladero donde los ecos no son solo sonido, sino espíritu. Las voces de los muertos gritan nombres, reproches y confesiones no dichas. Muchos peregrinan solo para pedir perdón a quienes ya no viven, enfrentándose a sus propios remordimientos y buscando redención en un lugar cargado de emociones.
Madriguera de los Descarnados
Un escondite subterráneo donde una secta de ermitaños, que abandonaron la tradición caníbal, se ha despojado de su piel como forma de penitencia. Estos seres mudos se comunican a través de grabados en sus cuerpos, revelando secretos oscuros y antiguos a aquellos que saben mirar.
Pozo de la Borrachera Profética
- Descripción (Español): Antiguo pozo cubierto de moho sagrado. Quienes beben de sus aguas reciben visiones del porvenir envueltas en embriaguez. Sin embargo, muchos quedan atrapados en ciclos de delirio o fe ciega. El líquido sabe a hidromiel envejecida con cenizas de oráculo. Algunos regresan con profecías, otros solo balbucean nombres que aún no existen. - Description (English): Well of Prophetic Drunkenness An ancient, moss-covered well said to offer visions of the future through sacred intoxication. Many who drink fall into madness or blind devotion. The liquid tastes like mead aged with oracle ash. Some return bearing prophecies — others merely whisper names that do not yet exist.
Sanctuary of Silent Song
The Sanctuary of Silent Song is a damp, stone structure hidden deep within a misty forest. Mummified tongues hang from the walls, offerings to the ancient entity Cantarillo, whose slumber is disturbed only by the silent hymns of the monks who dwell here.
Santuario de Cosecha Líquida
The Santuario de Cosecha Líquida is a sacred grove where the waters of a crystal-clear spring flow through fields of vibrant crops. It is said that the waters possess magical properties that enhance the growth and flavor of any harvest, attracting farmers and druids alike seeking blessings for their lands.
Santuario del Corazón Masticado
Un antiguo templo en ruinas donde se ofrecían corazones palpitantes a una deidad sin nombre. Aunque colapsado, su altar sigue latiendo, cubierto de hiedras negras, y se dice que el dios aún duerme bajo las piedras, esperando ser despertado.
Taberna del Cadáver Viviente
A dimly lit tavern nestled in the heart of a bustling market district, known for its eerie ambiance and peculiar clientele. The walls are adorned with macabre decorations, and the air is thick with the scent of spiced meats and strong ale, drawing in adventurers and thrill-seekers alike.
The Altar of Shattered Hopes
This eerie altar is constructed from jagged shards of a once-majestic vessel, rumored to have never produced a single drop of liquor. At its center, a cold flame flickers, casting an otherworldly glow that draws in the faithful, who offer pieces of themselves or their loved ones in hopes that the vessel will one day bloom with life and promise.
The Boiling Dream Pool
The Boiling Dream Pool is a mysterious, dark body of water that bubbles and churns without any visible source of heat. Formed from condensed vapor, it grants dreamlike properties to submerged objects, allowing them to levitate, sing, or become intangible, while living beings experience no physical change, but their dreams are profoundly altered.
The Echoing Slab
The Echoing Slab is a mysterious crystal embedded in fermented mud, located in a secluded glade. When approached, it resonates with the voices of those nearby, revealing unspoken truths and hidden desires, creating an ethereal experience that captivates the soul.
The Heart of the Fallen God
The Heart of the Fallen God is a haunting shrine constructed from the bones of ancient creatures and adorned with intricate bronze carvings. Within its walls, a thick, dark liquor, rumored to be the fermented blood of a long-dead deity, floods the sanctuary, granting those who dare to drink it the ability to converse with the deceased at the cost of losing a vital word from their own tongue.
The Lyre of Lost Memories
Strung between two ancient trees, this lyre is woven from dried nerves and dead leaves. Each string awakens a forgotten memory in someone nearby, allowing the player to weave those memories into verses, prophecies, or cursed songs if they can play a full melody without breaking mentally.
The Path of Sacred Madness
A hauntingly beautiful site where twelve giant bone arches tower over ashen soil, creating a sacred path for devotees. As they walk beneath the arches, they drink continuously, striving to complete the journey without spilling a drop, each arch symbolizing a stage of sacred madness that tests their resolve and sanity.
The Silent Court
The Silent Court is a mysterious location where verdicts are delivered without uttering a single word. Here, the Insonoros, hooded figures, communicate sentences through intricate gestures and etched metal plates, creating an atmosphere of profound understanding without speech. Those who dare to break the sacred silence face exile to the Lungs, a realm where the air sears with every breath, serving as a grim reminder of the court's power.
The Throne of Echoes
In the heart of an ancient grove, a natural throne formed from cracked roots and dried branches stands ominously. Those who dare to sit upon it are thrust into the vivid memories of a stranger, experiencing their joys and sorrows with such intensity that it can inflict psychic damage.
The Tower of Forgotten Brews
A crumbling tower constructed from stacked barrels, each sealed with ritual wax. Cultists ascend the tower to partake in unique hallucinogenic meads, with each level offering a more intense experience, leading to visions of the drunken god's true form, which is instantly forgotten.
The Vessel of Echoed Lives
In the deepest chamber of an ancient ruin, this mysterious vessel emits a haunting whistle, reminiscent of a sob drowned in rotten honey. Those who dare to drink from its brew are flooded with foreign memories, leading many to madness as they mistake these lives for their own.
The Well of Echoes
The Well of Echoes is a mystical rift between two colossal vessels, where a dense, warm mist perpetually rises. This intoxicating air induces vivid visions and is a sacred site for the Echo Prophets, who use it for deep meditation and communion with the unseen.
Tomb of forgotten names
Perched high above a secluded hermit's hut, this cliff is enveloped in a mystical mist that pulses rhythmically, resembling the breath of a slumbering giant. Those who meditate here may experience shared visions with a blind seer, glimpsing fragments of possible futures that can alter their destinies.
Whispering Mounds Graveyard
A haunting graveyard filled with scattered mounds, each etched with shifting symbols that glow faintly in the moonlight. It is said that these mounds hold the unspoken words of the past, allowing those who sit among them to hear whispers of long-buried secrets.