Old Cinders Inherited

[CupcakeMomo]

Only through great sacrifice can one become more.


The call of Grimnir echoes throughout Mount Pavonis as the caraspace of Meranthe embodies the granduer of Unity, for it is the Nephilim of Amier that wields Eldr and Thegnblao, Divinity and Man.

A grand ritual is initiated, where the powers of Solais, Euphaedra, the Runeoak and Unreality are all utilized to restore the legendary artifact that the Emperor of Meranthe has donned throughout his conquests.  Woven, and organized by the once childseer of Vdalion, Melidoyla would guide Meranthe to bring back what has been lost, including her own soul.




Through the power of the Seer, dreams would try to turn into reality, as rules would bend, as all the gathered components would channel through her to unseal Eldr and Thegnblao, however disaster strikes, and unity exiles Melidoyla from it's fold. Wayfinding portals are flanked by rift portals, as magics of the Fel appear, leylines flailing throughout every part of Meranthe, a painting of betrayal.

Through every golden age must come shortly after, a Dark Age.

That which in exchange to revive a divine weapon...

Chaos rules on this day as once Melidoyla becomes overloaded with madness, and the uncontrollable chaos, and once beloved becomes a ruined flower, a cracked gem. Deep, black feathery wings and red horns.  The real name of Melidoyla becomes known on this day.

Catildre - Goddess of Discord.

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Shards of chaos fell encrypted within the bloodshed of those within the ritual, as the overbearing note of a flute drowned out all logic.
Throughout the year, rampant madness, and aspects of chaos appeared in every corner of Meranthe in various forms, as a concept of chaos had manifested, gathering all that which fell under its dominion. 

The presence of Catildre could be felt ringing throughout major gatherings, and where holes and cracks laid, awaiting - the goddess watched, to further worsen a problem within Meranthe. Such a violent outburst of energy would bring forth a title to the year of Discord's reemergence.

This is the Year of Madness.


The alluring energies of Catildre beckon to those that have a wish, that which have an image of ambition in mind, just as Jokul had one. Where rules are meant to be bent and broken, no matter the cost, it is all for your dream. Break unity, invite strife, separate the masses, and you will find it's Goddess.


[ Catildre is encounterable throughout various random locations, but the likelihood of an encounter is increased during gatherings, and wars where cohesion and order can be broken, and facilitate disorder. ]