Sword and Sorcery
The ancients called it Echo— the invisible breath that held the world together. The source of fire in the bone, and storm in the soul. We called it magic. Then came skyscrapers, satellites, the endless scroll. We learned to split atoms, speak across oceans, cure what once killed gods. Human marvels—iron birds, glass hearts, digital dreams. And still… the world whispers. Because here on Terra, magic never left. It just learned to live beside us
Author's Note: “We were never meant to forget.”
The ancients called it Echo—
the invisible breath that held the world together.
The source of fire in the bone, and storm in the soul.
We called it magic.
Then came skyscrapers, satellites, the endless scroll.
We learned to split atoms, speak across oceans, cure what once killed gods.
Human marvels—iron birds, glass hearts, digital dreams.
And still…
the world whispers.
Because here on Terra,
magic never left.
It just learned to live beside us.
In the alleys, in the veins of cities, in the breath between seconds.
In the crack of thunder beneath your touchscreen.
In the blade that hums when you’re alone.
In the child who awakens at ten and burns.
We gave the world a name.
We call it Genius—a planet of invention and memory.
A place where miracle meets machine.
Where a spell may light a cigarette.
Or level a city block.
Where gods now wear hoodies,
And monsters sue you in court.
Some say tech will outgrow magic.
Others say magic is letting us believe that.
But here’s the truth—
Magic is not a thing of the past.
It’s the beating heart of now.
And the Circle still turns.
Welcome to Terra.
The fable world.
The future carved from echoes.
Made by Lowki.
Played | 9 times |
Cloned | 0 times |
Created | 27 days ago |
Last Updated | 2 days ago |
Visibility | Public |

HP Range20 - 34 (Avg: 27)
AC14
XP200
Description
A small, pale feline with translucent fur and mist-wrapped paws that emits condensation in still air. It evades detection unless directly observed and can phase briefly into fog to travel between locations.
Details
Size | Small |
Type | Beast |
CR | 1 |
XP | 200 |
Languages | None |
Defenses
Armor Class | 14 |
HP Range | 20 - 34 (Avg: 27) |
Damage Vulnerabilities | None |
Damage Resistances | None |
Damage Immunities | None |
Condition Immunities | None |
Actions
Fog Phase (Recharge 5-6)
The Cloudveil Cat briefly phases into fog, teleporting up to 30 feet to an unoccupied space it can see that is shrouded in mist or fog. It can use this ability to move between rooms or mountain passes if fog is present.
Mist Pounce
The Cloudveil Cat leaps at a target within 15 feet, dealing 1d6+4 slashing damage and leaving a chilling frost that reduces the target's speed by 10 feet until the end of its next turn.