Velamus (vayl-uh-muhs)
Realm of the Veil
Realmic Introduction
A land of gray and blue, bathed in the light of an unchanging moon, Velamus is a realm of deep sadness made home by the lost souls of the Cosmos. At the center of the realm sits the Veil, a great tower that collects souls so that their power may be scattered across the Cosmos, in a way, giving them a new life.
Those that call Velamus home understand the Veil as the giver of life but regard it with great fear, not understanding how or why the tower exists. Many are tasked with the curating of souls, giving them direction in a directionless world. And yet others have decided that their place in the realm is preying upon these very souls before they can reach their goal.
Energy Sources
As a Realm of Confliction, the natural magical forces present within Velamus are extremely difficult to wield. Most creatures, Sophontic or otherwise, instead rely on energy leaked from the exoteric Souls as they are broken down by the Veil before their essence is returned to the Cosmos.
Glow
Glow manifests as two forms on Velamus, the first being a heated gas released by the Veil and the second being a distilled liquid that gradually coalesces each day on flora across the Realm. Many of these plants absorb the magical essence in replacement for more natural nutrients giving them a distinct blue glow.Primal
The souls of Adherents are drawn into Velamus just the same as the rest. These elementally-infused souls, when broken down, release themselves from any elemental bonds that may have occurred over the Sophonts lifetime. Doing so forces the primal energies to radiate out from the Veil and into the hungering Realm it inhabits.Faith
For the living things of Velamus, Faith is their primary form of magical energy. Faith is released in abundance as each Soul is broken down. Most of this energy is channeled back into the tower itself to sustain its endless summons for the souls of the Cosmos, yet sufficient leakage occurs to flood the entire realm.The Veil
At the center of the realm stands a tower of white. Its foundation juts from the deformed landscape as if having escaped from unimaginable depths while its pinnacle reaches ever-upwards, escaping the realm, until it pierces the Great Empty above.
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