Attack on Mount Hwana

Firsthand Account of the Demon’s Assault on Mount Hwana, By Bag and Sparrow

Book also kept in the Aurean Library, at the Shrine of Nam Baram, and in Sparrow's private book collection

Evil spirit has been banished from Mount Hwana! An account by Bag

While carrying out the task of plotting and paving new roads to make way for the expansion of our capital I took a moment to cool down in the snow of Mount Hwana and pay my respects to Nam Barahm, the South Wind, Messenger of Wrath and all became clear.

As I approached the mountain I felt an eerie chill down my spine, not from the snow but something I feared much worse. As I climbed the mountain my fears were realized, where our ceremonial flames once stood was now just a pit - as if the peak of the mountain had been torn open. The pit was filled with screeches and the beast revealed itself to me, a limbless body of which no less than 3 heads sat atop - I stood in horror before it released its very soul directly at me. Luckily I was equipped to take on this beast but quickly found out I could not take on the fight alone - none other than our very own Queen Bee heard my calls for help from atop the mountain and rushed to fight alongside. After a long and arduous night, the battle was over and the evil spirit banished, its soul contained.

While transporting what remained of the spirit back to Gol for preparation I recalled a conversation with a friend and fellow council member, Speccy, a few days ago. He spoke of hearing similar spine chilling sounds while traveling by boat through the river nearby Mount Hwana between Aurea and Hollowshire, he believed it to be the work of higher beings toying with him and thought nothing more of it. The timing just stood out in my mind with the recent political chaos that has swamped our nearby friends in Yunria and only but a day after meeting our neighbors and friends in Eldurrim… I hope that by riding this beast is a sign of better things to come. And to Nam Barahm, the South Wind, Messenger of Wrath, I thank you for your whisperings and the gift you have given our nation!

A message from the Shamans concerning this assault from the demon:

I, Sparrow the High Shaman of the Morikomi Mountains, have never before seen such a ferocious attack from the hellish demons that scourge the realms between Elham and the Heavens. Such an attack, on the great temple-builder Bag, is certainly a grim sight. It’s fortunate that he and our valiant Queen are skilled in battle. If not for their bravery, many lives could have been lost, and the Aurean cities reduced to rubble. Such demonic beasts are known to desecrate a village in minutes, and its destruction scars the earth in ways that take centuries to heal.

In my years as Shaman, rarely has Nam Baraham spoken in such a way. It is chilling to realize the great threat many seek to unleash upon the world, seeking nothing more than destruction and death. I will be spending the coming weeks retreated in the mountains away from the council in order to hear the winds without distraction. I am going to consult the heavens for guidance, and hear their messages carried by the four winds.

The way the demon chose to attack from Mount Hwana, where our altar honoring the wind of wrath, is no coincidence. I immediately rushed to the remaining rubble of the altar, where boulders had been scattered like sand by the beast. Stone was already beginning to be covered again by snow- a sign that told me the immediate threat of the demon’s energy had been extinguished. Yet from the ashes, a new flame can be rekindled. A new fire already burns bright atop the mountain, and a new altar will be reconstructed to honor the deity of wrath Nam Baram.

Just as the South Wind rises from the ashes, we have also been given a gift from the demon’s body- and a sacred relic. It shall be placed in the new temple of Gol. This will express our gratitude to heavens for sparing the Aurean lands and keeping our beloved community safe from such evil.

I regrettably must inform the council that my best conjecture at what is to come is not all good. This demon was one beast that came from a place of many. We must prepare ourselves for the plague, famine, and violence that has not been seen for centuries. Yet in times of strife, new resolve is found and prosperity’s bell rings clearly to the north.

Objective view of this event, without inserting lore narrative

A rogue and seemingly random Wither was spawned near the capitol building on the mountain we can Hwana. Bag came across it when trying to build roads, and Bee quickly came to his aid to kill it to prevent it from destroying the area that is being prepared for expansion of the Aurean City. We honestly have no idea how it got there. Bag and Bee killed it and will be making a beacon for the Morikomi temple in Gol.

On a final note- the carved red sandstone blocks, which can be found in Gol’s Morikomi Temple, are carved to show this Wither demon. Look closely, you can see it. May we remember this threat to Shamans and Aurea alike and work diligently to prevent such an attack from occurring again.

~May the heart of the Morikami Mountains shelter you, may the four winds always fill your sails, and may the moon Dalbosal always light your darkest nights.~