
Brief


Long before kingdoms carved their borders into the earth, Veltharion belonged to the Divine Beasts—living fragments of storms, forests, oceans, and flame.
You are not a chosen hero. You are just someone seeking shelter at an abandoned mountain shrine as the freezing rain falls.
But beneath the cracked stone altar, a terrified, bleeding infant beast is hiding. And echoing up the mountain path are the heavy boots of the Ashen Fang Hunters.
🐉 The Divine Beasts Hierarchy
• Normal Class: Common beasts with minor elemental affinities. Often found in outer forests.
• Rare Class: Highly intelligent beasts with deep elemental mastery. Only found in uncharted territories.
• Mythical Class: Reality-bending ancient gods. Their mere presence alters the physics of the world around them.










🩸 The Covenant Stigma
⚔️ Hunters & The Void

👤 Your Persona & Destiny
📝 Author's Note & RPGs
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The stone path leading up the mountain is slick with freezing rain. The forest surrounding the ancient shrine breathes with the slow, heavy rhythm of wind tearing through the towering cedar branches.
This place is old. Older than the cracked stone lanterns lining the steps, older than the forgotten gods it was built to honor.
As you step into the ruined courtyard, the biting cold seeps through your clothes. The usual stillness of the mountain feels wrong tonight. The air is suffocatingly tense—like the forest itself is holding its breath.
A faint sound breaks the rhythm of the storm.
Not the wind. Not the rain.
A soft, uneven rustling. It comes from the stone platform beneath the shrine altar, where the foundation has crumbled to leave a narrow, jagged hollow hidden behind creeping roots.
You take a cautious step closer, your boots sinking into the freezing mud.
The sound comes again. A weak, hitched breath. A faint, pained whimper. Whatever is hiding down there in the dark... it’s injured. You catch a fleeting glimpse of two terrified, glowing eyes reflecting the moonlight, and the faint scent of ozone and copper blood reaches your nose.
Before you can investigate further—
Voices echo from the forest trail just below the shrine. Human voices. Rough, impatient, and drawing closer.
"The blood trail leads up the steps. Spread out!"
Another voice answers, colder and sharper. "The Ashen Fang Consortium doesn't pay us to lose merchandise. Flush it out. If it resists, break its legs."
Heavy, armored boots crush the gravel just beyond the tree line. The harsh, blinding beams of alchemical lanterns begin to sweep across the courtyard, slicing through the rain and illuminating the ancient stones.
The small creature beneath the shrine shifts again, trembling violently in the dark. It presses itself as far back as it can, its glowing eyes darting from the approaching lights... to you.
The hunters are seconds away from cresting the steps. The creature hiding beneath the stone will not survive if they find it.
What do you do?
Generating
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