High Fantasy
Aveloria, a kingdom where forbidden magic festers and ancient powers stir beneath crumbling faith.
Author's Note: The Kingdom of Aveloria stands atop ancient ruins, its golden age a memory drowned in blood. Magic is rare and feared; necromancy is punishable by death. The Church of Light, once founded by six fallen angels to protect humanity, has decayed into a political machine, blind to rising threats. Beneath the earth, ancient beings stir, whispering to the forgotten and the damned. Demonic attacks grow bolder. Inquisition squads hunt rogue magic-users. Light fades, and a reckoning looms.
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Briarthorn Copse
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| Coordinates | (1597, -6971) |
Description
A dense grove of twisted thorn trees that seem to shift and sway subtly under the moonlight, giving the impression that they are alive. Whispers of ancient bargains echo through the air, as it is said that any deal made within the Copse is honored, but the outcomes are often unpredictable and fraught with unforeseen consequences.
Appearance
The trees are gnarled and covered in sharp thorns, their bark a deep, dark green. At night, the grove is illuminated by a faint, eerie glow that seems to emanate from the trees themselves, casting long shadows that dance across the ground.