Winter Woods short introduction
In the beginning of time there were two gods, brother and sister, Orcus and Ishtar. They fought. They had children. Xiximanter the lizard prophet warned Orcus that one of his children would usurp him. The brooding Orcus greedily ate the children that Ishtar bore him. Thus he invented death.
Ishtar was horrified and pregnant with triplets. She planned to deceive Orcus and after a painful birth, wrapped 3 lizards up in swaddling clothes. Orcus quickly swallowed the children presented to him by Ishtar. Thus Ishtar saved her own children and became the goddess of life. She named her 3 daughters Mitra, Valar and Psathyrella.
You are the children of Valar. Mitra invented cities and her followers became so numerous that she was able to wage war and drive Orcus to the underworld. Mitra became jealous of Valar's free spirit and decided to take it for herself. Valar's forces were no match of the multitudes of Mitra's army. Valar fled to the underworld and her land withered and became cold. Thus was winter born. Mitra, being of the hot dry south, could not cope with the snow and blizzards and her frostbitten and mutinous army was driven back by the remnants of Valar's people.
Your village, Holt, was conquered by Mitra’s army and lives on the border of the two lands. You are the last few of the people of Valar remaining in the village. A month ago all your adventurers, priests and old people left on the spring pilgrimage to Valar’s Palace. They haven't returned. Spring hasn't come. You can't plant your crops. Things are getting ugly. The last remaining elder is begging you to find out what happened. The problem is none of you have been to Valar’s Palace. The only thing you know is that the pilgrimage goes north following the path of the Sable River.
Ishtar was horrified and pregnant with triplets. She planned to deceive Orcus and after a painful birth, wrapped 3 lizards up in swaddling clothes. Orcus quickly swallowed the children presented to him by Ishtar. Thus Ishtar saved her own children and became the goddess of life. She named her 3 daughters Mitra, Valar and Psathyrella.
You are the children of Valar. Mitra invented cities and her followers became so numerous that she was able to wage war and drive Orcus to the underworld. Mitra became jealous of Valar's free spirit and decided to take it for herself. Valar's forces were no match of the multitudes of Mitra's army. Valar fled to the underworld and her land withered and became cold. Thus was winter born. Mitra, being of the hot dry south, could not cope with the snow and blizzards and her frostbitten and mutinous army was driven back by the remnants of Valar's people.
Your village, Holt, was conquered by Mitra’s army and lives on the border of the two lands. You are the last few of the people of Valar remaining in the village. A month ago all your adventurers, priests and old people left on the spring pilgrimage to Valar’s Palace. They haven't returned. Spring hasn't come. You can't plant your crops. Things are getting ugly. The last remaining elder is begging you to find out what happened. The problem is none of you have been to Valar’s Palace. The only thing you know is that the pilgrimage goes north following the path of the Sable River.
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