Epigraph
“The Veil is shrouded in myth and mystery, and its meaning shifts with every border crossed as you travel throughout Aesgroth. In Nyrrhild, the people of the frozen north whisper of a graveyard for fallen gods. In Aish, the nomads speak of a paradise beyond death, a heaven in place of Lako’s Seven Hells.
In Selencia, the ignorant waifs trust that the Veil itself is alive.
But here in Faraengard—the last true cradle of wisdom in all Aesgroth—we understand the truth: the Veil is no god, no grave, no afterlife.
It is simply a wall. One that divides the divine from the mortal.
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