“The land sears its memories into every grain of soil. The wind shrieks long-dead names, the stones pulse with ancient blood, and even the trees convulse with dreams of what was—and what might rise again. All who walk Aryndori tread on the shattered bones of the Paragons: some dust, some still stirring beneath the earth.”  

– As recorded by Ellira Vareth, Scribe of the Emberdeep Conclave 

Welcome, reader, to Aryndori —a realm brimming with shadows and power built upon the echoes of days past. Across the vast canvas of Aeros empires blaze into existence only to fade into legend. No crown currently holds dominion here though some would say otherwise. Aryndori is a living mosaic of bustling cities, untamed wilds, and ascendant forces, each vying to carve their legacy into its scarred surface.