FACTIONS: RUNECUTTERS
The workshops of the Evergreen were magical and storied places where Master Runecutters shaped the most exquisite and complicated magics.
Tyrin
RACES: THE STONEKIN
Had those three divisions paid closer attention, they might have noticed the subtle way those stone figures moved and writhed as they fell, or perhaps caught a glimpse of flickering Arcanis peaking out from beneath their wounds.
MILESTONES: THE FALL OF THORNHELM
While things had started well enough, with the Sunwardens effortlessly holding back the advancing Haswell conscripts, The Dawn Queen could foresee the tide turning, and soon.
RACES: THE FEYN
The Tyrin were dying, whether they admitted it or not – the sacrifices they’d made to survive meant tomorrow bore no future generations of Fae.
RACES: TYRIN
Gone are the luminous fae of myth. They’re called Tyrin now, an ancient word in an ancient tongue meaning Warskin.