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Haven & Hearth

There is light, and you find yourself surrounded by a vast and dark forest, with a path ahead of you stretching far off into some distant greenery. All around you, the land draws heavy breaths of wind, carrying with it scents of pine, and earth, and age. You feel light, almost floating, and yet strangely also heavier than you have ever felt before. Centuries are everywhere around, and within you.
Mở khóa vào 11 Thg11 @ 10:31pm

A Marriage of Light and Darkness

It has been said that certain primordial, mystical, dualities of the Deep Magic will not come undone until at the End of Ages, when Hearthling is the wolf of Hearthling, and all hope is lost. Are you a man or a woman, spirit? The path ahead demands a choice.
Mở khóa vào 11 Thg11 @ 10:31pm

Wind & Fire

You burn in the fire for what seems like an eternity, in unbearable pain singing through every fibre of your body, convulsing in darkness and flame, and it is with relief that you then suddenly sense the quite different note of a cool breeze, somewhere high above and beyond the fire and the pain. The breeze grows softly stronger, soothing your charred skin, and cooling the rage around you. Before long, there is only the wind.
Mở khóa vào 11 Thg11 @ 10:34pm

Heave-ho!

Boom! You ripped that thing right off of the ground! It never stood a chance!
Mở khóa vào 1 Thg12 @ 8:00pm

Quenching Thirst

You drink deep and greedily in full, dank, draughts, as visions of mist and Huldra dance within the theatre of your mind's eye. Only rarely have you, in hindsight, ever felt this thirsty, and having quenched that thirst now leaves you feeling unusually alive. For the briefest moment the road ahead seems clear.
Mở khóa vào 17 Thg11 @ 9:09pm

New Land

A feeling of mixed excitement and trepidation comes over you as you stand here, by this edge between two lands, waiting to cross.
Mở khóa vào 18 Thg11 @ 10:11pm

Treading Grass

A patch of grass brushes against your feet, touching them with dew and damp. It tickles, reminding you of childhood joys, as a smile radiates out across your lips, and further on and away toward a universe which you in this moment know could not know evil.
Mở khóa vào 11 Thg11 @ 10:35pm

The Symbel

It is not every meal that feels like a grand banquet held in a well-lit Hall, in the company of Kings, to symphonies of blowing horns and roaring fires, flowing with mead, but this one does.
Mở khóa vào 21 Thg11 @ 11:28pm

Leaping Free

Time pauses and leaves you suspended mid-air, a fly trapped in the amber of time, and for a lifetime passed in the wink of an eye, you hang there from nothing, in defiant conquest of time and space. The thunder of the world surging back into motion is deafening.
Mở khóa vào 13 Thg11 @ 10:38pm

Timber!

With your final whack of the hatchet, the tree comes crashing down in a flurrious cascade of twig and branch. Your sense of satisfaction is complete.
Mở khóa vào 23 Thg11 @ 10:39pm

By Weeping Willows

Why does Old Man Willow weep? In longing for youth and friends bygone, or in sadness at the touch of an axe or an ill wind? Beyond the rustling of leaves you can, in any event, swear that you heard him sobbing.
Mở khóa vào 13 Thg11 @ 10:26pm

Ancient Windthrow

Sometime, in the great old beginnings, when the Old Gods were still young, free, and wild, a mighty tree did here come crashing down. Now there is only shade, and damp, and the slow decay of ages. You have found an Ancient Windthrow.
Mở khóa vào 17 Thg11 @ 10:18pm

Planting for the Future

You pad the sapling gently with the moist of the soil, and can, for the brief flash of an instant, see the entire future of this plant, from now to mighty timber, laid out before you, and your act of planting it suddenly seems laden with portent.
Mở khóa vào 22 Thg11 @ 10:31pm

Headwaters

The river winds, on and on, and up and away. Whether you have followed the river here, or whether you stumbled upon it, you have nevertheless discovered its source here at these Headwaters. From this spring the river is continously made anew.
Mở khóa vào 17 Thg11 @ 10:04pm

Jotun Mussel

Cast out before you as if by some Jotun hand lies an entish Mussel, glittering in the sun, and tattling tales of secret treasure.
Mở khóa vào 17 Thg11 @ 10:18pm

Clay Pit

A peculiar, slow, bubbling, combined with a light reek of moisture, decaying matter, and earth, reveals the unmistakable presence of a Clay Pit.
Mở khóa vào 19 Thg11 @ 8:10pm

Tarpit

A bubbling of muck, the coaly smell of pitch, and the sight of bones, whitening in the sun, tells of a natural Tarpit ahead.
Mở khóa vào 19 Thg11 @ 9:04pm

The Mother Lode

As the dust settles you suddenly see it, gleaming like some long forgotten treasure in the dark. You've struck an ore vein.
Mở khóa vào 3 Thg12 @ 8:32pm

Natural Gallery

Your axe suddenly bites into nothing but the damp of long-trapped air, as a final plunge to the rock crumbles a thin wall, and reveals a natural cave gallery, stretching some ways into the darkness ahead.
Mở khóa vào 4 Thg12 @ 11:17pm

Spelunking

You've entered a cave, and the light from the outside now grows fainter as you delve deeper into it. The cave appears to stretch on for some distance into the pitch. Your sense of excitement tingles, as a light breeze from within the recesses of the mountain touches your cheek, carrying with it a faint, pungent scent of mushrooms and cavebulbs.
Mở khóa vào 24 Thg11 @ 9:09pm

Caving in

You pass a bend in the road, and then suddenly there it is: A mysterious cave entrance peeking out from behind a tree. Your sense of adventure and the curious is tingled. Will you cave in?
Mở khóa vào 22 Thg11 @ 1:22pm

Striking the Earth

You raise your shovel and strike, strike the earth. Dirt flies everywhere and a strong, numinous sense of good omens concerning the project comes over you. The gods smile at your ambitions.
Mở khóa vào 20 Thg11 @ 6:17pm

Geyser

A furiously bubbling cauldron, steaming with brimstone and possibility, stands before you.
Mở khóa vào 19 Thg11 @ 8:37pm

Falling Star

A red star, dying in a final glory wreathed in flames, races across the firmament of the Hearth. Perhaps you could find it when it tumbles to the Hearth?
Mở khóa vào 5 Thg12 @ 8:15pm

Lilypad Lotus

A sweet scent on the wind, with notes of nectar, summer, and wild honey, is noticeable long before the floral glory of the Lilypad Lotus itself.
Mở khóa vào 21 Thg11 @ 11:10pm

Familiar Face

Far, deep down in the blue fathoms, you notice a familiar face looking back at you. A soft smile spreads out across the face of the stranger recognized, and there is calm. You hear sounds of water.
Mở khóa vào 23 Thg11 @ 10:36pm

Dawn Breaking

They say that the night is always at its darkest just before dawn, and never was this more true than this morning, as the sun rises in unusual splendor over the horizons, burning away any lingering shadows of the night. This fast breaking dawn is truly spectacular.
Mở khóa vào 21 Thg11 @ 8:12pm

Sensing the Beast

You suddenly freeze at a muffled noise in the distance. Up-ahead stands a majestic beast, in a defiant stride of wilderness triumphant, caring not for the ways of Hearthlings. Nature is amazing.
Mở khóa vào 21 Thg11 @ 11:14pm

Fashioned with Love

You know that you at some point may have to part with this thing that you made, and that's fine, but for now, for this once, you stand in silent, humble, marvel at the simple perfection here sprung forth from your hands.
Mở khóa vào 22 Thg11 @ 11:21pm

Fragrance of Flowers

The air here carries a breath of sweet perfume, and you feel the fullness of life pulsating everywhere around you, draped in a note of divine simplicity.
Mở khóa vào 21 Thg11 @ 12:18pm

Having a Seat

It is nice to rest your weary bones from time to time. It is nice to lay down your burdens. It is nice to have a seat.
Mở khóa vào 22 Thg11 @ 11:45pm

Driving out the Darkness

The light rushes out into every nook and cranny around you, driving off shadows and darkness further into hidden recesses, and revealing ever new possibilities everywhere around you.
Mở khóa vào 10 Thg12 @ 2:50pm

Roaring Fire

You are at the end of your efforts when, from crooked tinder set before you, there suddenly leaps, born of a single spark, a mighty Worm of flames blazing, wrapped in manes of soot and crimson. Writhing and twisting he roars and hisses, before finally disappearing down into the captivity of his lumbered prison. The odor of a single, singed hair will linger for hours.
Mở khóa vào 17 Thg11 @ 9:48pm

Sowing Time

With a light heart you lighten your burden, and give unto the field all that which same shall soon be given back from it in turn. The exchange leaving you both the richer.
Mở khóa vào 14 Thg11 @ 10:19pm

Setting the Vats

Is it just you, or are you always the one left doing this? It reeks to the High Havens, the stuff seems to seep into every pore of your being, and, frankly, its heavy, and if you had a gold pebble for every bucket you've dropped...
Mở khóa vào 25 Thg11 @ 10:58am

Crashing Through the Forest

An otherworldly presence, squirming roots and shaking aspen, seemingly bending the natural world around the path it cuts, comes crashing through the foliage in a most sublime spectacle.
Mở khóa vào 18 Thg11 @ 10:55pm

Swan Lake

The spark of a soft tremor leaps across the fabric of reality, as a majestic apparition, in ghostly white, glides over waters yonder.
Mở khóa vào 18 Thg11 @ 10:31pm

Gate Between Worlds

A gate stands complete before you, which was not here before, and what was before only outside, now also knows of an inside. A sublime sense of shifting spatiality comes over you, and when it leaves, only the gate remains.
Mở khóa vào 10 Thg12 @ 12:50pm

Irminsul

In a clearing before you stands a dark, brooding tree, covered in smears of blood, as if from some profane rite.
Mở khóa vào 18 Thg11 @ 10:10pm

Monolith

A tall pillar of solid, singular, stone rises before you, covered in blood, whether from Hearthling or beast, laden with portent.
Mở khóa vào 22 Thg11 @ 11:05pm

Conversant Boulder

An eerie feeling creeps over you as it slowly begins to dawn on you that the personage you have been searching for is none other than that old boulder now lying supinely before you, counting clouds, stars, and years. You can hear its whisper everywhere around you.
Mở khóa vào 21 Thg11 @ 11:18pm

A Talking Tree

For some reason some power higher than yourself has compelled you to seek out this tree, and it is to your great amazement that you hear -- directionless, as if in echo from everywhere and nowhere -- it speak to you in a soft, seductive voice. Perhaps it desires something?
Mở khóa vào 22 Thg11 @ 1:18pm

Mighty Grove

The trees stand tall and uniform around you, as if all sprouted from one, singular, seed. There is a sweet scent on the air, and the cool of the shade from a thousand leaves, leaves inescapable the conclusion: You are standing in a Mighty Grove.
Mở khóa vào 17 Thg11 @ 10:35pm



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