The Birth of Aurenvale – A Tale of New Gods
Zathroth slew Tibiasula; her body became Tibia,
but her spirit did not fade.
It was reborn as twins, Vaelthor and Esharion,
each holding half of her, remembering none of it.
On Uman’s far planes, beyond the old gods’ power,
the twins made a world of their own: Aurenvale.
But they left a crack open. Through it slipped
Malzareth, the seed of ending that Zathroth woke.
The twins sealed him beneath a burning valley
and now speak only in the stone and the leaves.
Yet every quarrel, fear and lie someone believes
loosens the seal a little more.
The fog now rises ever more often, bearing ships
from the old world. Yours is one. None sail back.