The Dying Light of Divinity

The Gods of the Universe have all been killed, leaving a wound in reality that can never be healed. Mortals have been left picking up the pieces of a Universe they do not fully understand, but that must be protected. Eternity—the voidborn entity responsible for the fall of divinity—hungers to finish what it started seven millennia ago: the swallowing of the cosmos into its howling void, a domain of madness.

Mortals... Have proven surprisingly resilient. They have managed great feats of resistance against the timeless Enemy, and some have even managed to wield the Divine Domains the Dead Gods left behind. And yet, each fight is smaller than the last, each resistance less impactful in the grand scheme of things. It has been this way since time immemorial. In the end, Eternity will win, for it is entropy itself, and one cannot vanquish such a foe.

Heroes & Torchbearers

With the Gods dead and most other immortals gone mad, there were hardly any beings capable of carrying the memory of an ancient Universe with them. Thus, much knowledge, wealth and power lies hidden in ruins, within cryptic tomes written in languages thrice forgotten, behind traps capable of felling dragons, or, in the worst cases, entirely erased from the pages of history.

In this Universe, heroes strive to piece back the story of reality, to connect the dots that will reveal the enemies for what they are, and light the way to an unlikely salvation. Relics of legendary importance, spells beyond the ninth category, martial techniques that channel the soul into irresistible strikes—these are all things that have been recovered, lost, and recovered again by the mortals that succeeded the Xildur Gods.

The Power of a Bygone Age

Of all the things left behind by the Dead Gods, nothing is more important than their Divine Domains, aspects of reality made manifest. They divested themselves of them before their sacrificial charge against Eternity, as destroying a Divine Domain is tantamount to erasing the very concepts they represent from existence. Can you imagine a world without Light? Without Love, or Hate? At the very least, it would be unrecognizable.

Though their bodies and souls are not well suited to wield them, mortals picked up the materialized forms of these domains—called Threads of Divinity—and wielded them with the loftiest benevolence and greediest cruelty. The power of the Age of the Gods is up for grabs, and the heroes and villains of every age have taken notice, fought and died in their name.

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The Threadmasters

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    Ariadne Stringweaver

    Master of Strings, Wielder of Curiosity and Destiny, Threadmaster of Education, Princess of Crete... We can keep going, if you want.

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    Guilliam Fallow

    The Prodigy, the Hero of the Cosmos, Last Survivor of Vastaria. Do not call him that, not even make a passing remark about it.

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    Runo Fylsworth

    Threadmaster of Finance and richest man of the multiverse.

    Many of his favorite shops are, in fact, owned by him.

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Eos' First Circle

The Material plane refers to the world from which the cosmic tree blossoms; an enormous, flat expanse of twenty continents and innumerable oceans, divided into three Circles, each greater than the last, and surrounded by the Elemental Walls. The many cultures that left their imprint on the world have different names for it. The Teng called it Eos, the base. It has also been called Kora by the Celesari and the Root by the ancient Meratar.

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The Soulfrost Expanse

The Ichorous Peninsula

Daxin, the Illustrious

Mount Ferrus

Bazandi

The Rhazaali Jungles

The Canyon of Grief

Daebol, the Greenlands

The Golden Gulf

The Soulfrost Expanse

As any knowledgeable arcanist or druid will tell you, the geographic position of the Soulfrost Expanse should make it a temperate, if quite mountainous, biome. However, it is plain to see that this is not the case. In the heart of the Kyrr Mountains, which once were as green as the Daebol plains, slumbers the Greatwyrm Yharel, Wielder of Stasis, anathema to life. His terrible icy might is what keeps the region entombed in permafrost, and when he awakens to take flight, the infamous death frost follows the path of its frozen wings.

The Ichorous Peninsula

Beyond the swamps of Rhunia, to the south of Amanis, stands a great wall called the Blackstone. It cuts Iskendar off from the darkness beyond, an eldritch corruption that fell upon the material plane like a scourge and never left. At the center of the once green marshes, a pool of black ink continuously spawns terrible aberrations that have turned the peninsula into one of the most dangerous regions in Eos. It is a grave, more than anything; the only settlement that remains amidst the mistlands is Harspire, the wall-city, manning the Blackstone and protecting Rhunia from the madness beyond.

Daxin, the Illustrious

In stark contrast to Yungar, Daxin, is a lush and vibrant mountain range, forked by the famous Soul River and its thousand streams, and endowed with spiritual and elemental energies. Great treaties of philosophy, science and battle come from Daxin, a nation with a noticeable inclination towards the scholarly arts–and of course, warfare. Acusp countless mountains, entire towns are occasionally swallowed by the wandering clouds–when they reappear, their inhabitants are suddenly endowed with watery elemental powers. Miles below , within the impossibly thick forests, lie the blackpowder mines, where warlords known as daimyo fight for dominance.

Mount Ferrus

The steel mountains of Northern Amanis have a long and complex history, having been the seat of the infamous Storm King Ferrus. The giants enslaved the many mortal races of Western Amanis during the early Third Age, and reigned with an iron fist for long and painful centuries. It took half a millennia for the giants to be defeated by Camadar, and from that legendary realm, many successor kingdoms were formed, including Iskendar. The least heroic part of that tale is the fate that befell the defeated giants: mass liquidation. A few isolated communities of them still endure here, among the ruins.

Bazandi

The land beneath the Molten Crucible and to the southeast of the world is called Bazandi, and it is mostly uninhabited. The only true power that resides in the region comes from the Caliphate, a human civilization that split off from the Sunblessed Alliance long ago, and now rules the Qalbian rivers, the only fertile land in the whole region, with an iron grip. The rest of Bazandi extends far beyond into the second circle and is home to rapturous creatures and roaming bands of barbarians, kept at bay by the shattered mesas that dot most of the landscape.

The Rhazaali Jungles

To the south, the thick Rhazaali Jungles defy the draught of the desertic lands that surround them. Many have tried to explain this phenomenon: strange paths taken by celestial bodies, the insulation provided by surrounding mountains, the winds coming from the unknowable center of Eos… In truth, a shard of divinity is behind this geographic puzzle: a shard of Pashama–the dead Goddess of Nature–is entombed at its center, and from it sprouted the building blocks of a jungle. Here also lies the home of the Rhazaali, reptilian humanoids after which the region is named. The city-state of Rhazataz is their sole major settlement, and they are known for their cunning battle tactics and intricate craftsmanship. Wood from this region is highly prized, as nowhere else will you find a material so well suited to the crafting of magical wands.

The Canyon of Grief

Beneath the dense jungles of the Rhazaali, a mysterious mountain range hides the divine secrets of a long-lost goddess. Guarded by the Divine Lions of the South, who are scattered all over Kahar, the Tomb of Sekhmet lies somewhere within the Canyon of Grief. The beastly goddess of strife once ruled over the entirety of the southern continent, along with her spouse, the cat-goddess of luck, Bastet. Together, they accrued a great bounty of legendary artifacts, said to be sealed within seven otherworldly vaults called the Troves of Bastet. Here, in the Canyon of Grief, lies the first of them. Only the greatest of adventurers can traverse the treacherous divine mountains and reach the Tomb’s storied gates. Will you be up to the task? 

Daebol, the Greenlands

To the northwest of the First Circle stands Daebol, a nation of green pastures, rounded hills, and highlands stretching as far as the eye can see. Only its easternmost shore lies within the First Circle, with the rest of it bridging the uncounted miles toward wilder peripheries. The illustrious Camran stands unbroken in Daebol–the oldest human city in the west–founded by refugees that fled the tyranny of Storm King Ferrus. Nowadays, the youthful settlement known as Port Kleia has surpassed it in importance, serving as the final stop for many who would brave the Western Ocean seeking the Second Circle.

The Golden Gulf

To the southwest of Kahar, where the divine waters touch the sea, the Golden Gulf is a testament to the prosperity of mankind. Under the banner of the Sunblessed Alliance, and closely monitored by the city-state of Uru, two great cities have conquered the seas beyond the First Circle, all from their small islands in the Golden Gulf. First, Nuem’s Port, city of sailors and philosophers, under the direct protection of Sunblessed Nemeq. The Exarch rules over this inspirational city, a trader who once had nothing to his name, and now leads one of the most powerful navies of Eos. Then, there’s the mystical island of Irinia. What started as a refuge for elves descended from the ancient Teng has now become a powerful port, an essential part of the Sunblessed Alliance, and the reason most elves in Eos prefer to join Nemeq’s great conclave over any other realm. 

Tales of Eos

The anthology series of the Codex of Strings! Small stories set in our ever-fledging universe.