Nocturne
"They do not take life—they guide it into legend"
In the shadow-cloaked domain between life and death lies Nocturne, a realm ruled not by time, but by silence. Here dwell the Veilbound Reapers, ancient entities who once were mortal but were chosen by fate to serve beyond death. Each Reaper carries a shard of the First Eclipse, a celestial event that thinned the veil between worlds and gave them purpose—to guide wandering souls safely across the ether.
The Reapers are not harbingers of doom; they are guardians of transition. They harvest not just souls, but memory, emotion, and legacy—ensuring no life is truly forgotten. But when the balance is threatened by a surge of unrested spirits from Hollowbrook, and dragons of Ember Veil awaken ancient prophecies, the Reapers must rise beyond their sworn duty.
Now allied with the ethereal Whisperfang Guardians and the elemental kin of Verdant Expanse, the Veilbound Reapers face a new reality—one where death itself may no longer be the end. In the encroaching dusk, they prepare not just for guiding souls… but for a war between the realms.
Hexmort
The Silent Wanderer of the Shattered Veil
Beneath the dim and broken skies of Hollowbrook — where the Loom’s threads fray into mist and memory — walks Hexmort, a figure cloaked not merely in cloth, but in timeless mystery.
Neither Reaper nor Hollowed, neither guardian nor betrayer, Hexmort moves between realms like a ghost refusing to choose its grave.
Some whisper that Hexmort is a lost soul, a casualty of the First Eclipse, wandering the Whispered Paths in endless search of what was stolen.
Others claim it is far older — a remnant from before the Loom was spun, an echo of a purpose so ancient that even the Reapers avert their gaze.