Orrin
Forgemaster · dismantle · forge · enchant
Mind the anvil. It bites.
The world
A kingdom without a morning
Who keeps the lamps lit, what waits behind the rifts, and why nobody quite trusts the portal to the north.
The last safe haven
The Wayrest
Nobody remembers who built the plaza. The Moonwell was there first: a carved basin and, above it, a marble koi caught mid-leap from a marble wave, pouring water back into the bowl as if it never meant to leave. The Moonlanterns came later, four moonstone columns with moon-blue glass, lit every dusk by someone nobody has seen.
To the north, the Suspicious Portal. To the south, the gate to the Gloaming Shore. West, Fennimore's striped atelier; east, the obelisk that leads down to the Storied Hall.
I'm not homeless. My home is just everywhere, rudely.Old Wick, to anyone who asks
The keepers
Who keeps the lamps lit
Each keeper runs a part of your life between rifts, and each has tales that unfold the more you visit.
Keeper Ambrel
The keepers' archive · your vault
Shh. The relics are sleeping.
Captain Brannock
Adventurers' camp · characters · Afterbloom
Another life, another legend. Who's next?
Wren Quillfeather
The noticeboard · contracts · gold
Fresh contracts, still wet with ink!
Archivist Thessaly
The relic codex · stat dew
Careful with the pages. Some of them bite back.
Fennimore Oddity
The Oddity Atelier · crates · silly hats
Every hat is a good idea until it is on your head.
Ansel Weir
The Moonfall angler · rods · the Ledger
Lake's quiet tonight. That means something big is thinking.
Sorrel Ladlebright
Keeper of the Echo Kitchen · pets
Pot's on. It's always on. Bring me something to put in it!
Old Wick
Wanderer · coins · lore
The moths keep following me. They think I'm a lamp.
The rifts
Doors in the dark
Read live from the game's own records. Beat a rift and it remembers you.
Opening the rift ledger…
North of the Moonwell
The Suspicious Portal
It hums. It smells faintly of pennies. It leads to the open realm, eight lands around one old plaza:
- Cinderreach, ash and basalt, where the smiths were exiled
- Starfall Glade, violet woods that drank a fallen star
- The Honeymeadow, hay, hives and an old mill turning
- Rosewall Heath, pilgrim chapels lost in the roses
- The Gnomon Steppe, sun-baked grass that keeps the hours
- Frostpine Reach, snow under the pines, a lamp in every window
- The Elderwood, moss-deep forest older than the ruin
- Moonfen, still water, willows and fen-lights
The Gloaming Shore
Echoes
Fourteen companions, each with three forms. These are their first.
The lanterns are lit
Come home to the Wayrest.
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