Session Four: What Comes for Us All, Part One

The journey into Aelthwyn reveals a kingdom already lost.

What should have been a living elven realm is instead a vast mausoleum—entire villages frozen in marble, their souls torn away and harvested by spider-like creatures of stone and flesh. Following their trail leads the party to a chasm where the ruins of Thalan’dor hang suspended in the air, its ancient magic flickering like a dying star.

Crossing a shattered bridge between worlds, the group enters the floating city and discovers the full cost of what was taken: hollowed nobles, shattered shrines, and whispers that invade their dreams. For Darr, sleep brings a vision of past lives, burned homes, and familiar faces marked for death—ending with the unmistakable gaze of something watching from the dark.

Morning brings worse news. Ellumnd and Oleg are gone.

Their trail leads to the palace at the city’s center, where shattered spiders part as if in reverence. Within the throne room, among broken columns and violet crystal remains, the truth is revealed. Nyxirath—once the god of chaos—now claims a new mantle as the god of broken crowns. He offers knowledge, vengeance, and divine inheritance… and when refused, leaves behind a final “gift.”

What follows is a brutal confrontation with a creature born of godly cruelty and stolen flesh—one that leaves scars both seen and unseen.

As the dust settles, the party stands wounded but alive, staring into a garden glowing with impossible green light. A portal waits. The gods are watching. And the cost of what comes next is only beginning to be felt.