Repository of Knowledge

The Repository of Knowledge is a guild formed by Lunarion Lefanis in Haffemet, Hetland, in an attempt to gather and share information regarding the fourth invasion of Beluaterra. It is now collecting and codifying information regarding the Fifth Invasion.

The tomes stored in its halls are widely regarded as the comprehensive guides to the invasions of Beluaterra.

Sadly, the founder of the repository, Lunarion was killed successfully defending the walls of Hoellor from monsters. The library is now maintained by his family.

The library relies on the contributions of the nobility, and invites everyone with information regarding the fifth invasion of Beluaterra to submit the relevant documents here.

Library

These are small scraps of letters, painstakingly gathered and arranged for Beluaterra to read.

• Netherworld

• Monsters

• Undead

• The Fourth

• Prophets

• Fallen Heroes

• Vanquished Invaders

• Language of the Daimons

As the skies blaze with anger

And the oceans thirst for blood

The lands tremble in anticipation

For who here can stem the flood

As the Beasts stir from their forests

And the Daimons take flight on the wing

The Dead awake from their slumber

And only one can stand separating

The prophets speak of treachery

And the unity in diversity forlorn

But man knows only selfish quarrel

While the fabric of their empire is shorn

And in the time of their darkest hour

Man will scatter to seek refuge and shelter

From the impending hatred, fear and anger

Choosing one above all the others

But know that there is no peace for the dead

Though glory can be found on the battlefield

While some find purpose fighting for a cause

Yet men are oblivious to powers they wield

So make haste those that kindle the fire

For the hope in man is but a flickering flame

And when extinguished their claims expire

Then Beluaterra Isle will hold true to her name

  - Annaej Urominiel

Snippets

A report from an adventurer crossing into Ovujemeh.

As you cross the border into Ovujemeh, you begin to notice that the land is more feral than you remember. Pure, primal nature is ruling here. Men is prey. You are being attacked by cats, dogs and stranger creatures, but also by insects of every kind. It is impossible to fend all of them off. Horrified, you turn around and make your way back to where you came from as quickly as you can.