Over twenty thousand Faederkin fought with the free people of the North at SwordCall. Actually an original race of Daotyr, the Faederkin are the children of the Dragongods and are a Fae race. In the seventh age of the world, the Faederkin quickly dispersed throughout the world.
The Prophecy of the IO
Posted in The Fey People, The North on February 3, 2011 by coyoteandthunderSo says Bahlia, the first Dryad of Golden Tree
The Dagger of Ama Gna and the Pan-Goat-Vessel
Ama Gna was a legendary assassin who once buried this dagger between the wings blades of IO himself. The IOkharic prophecy states “…upon ripening in the stomach of the Pan, the fruit that is the new Blood of IO can only be made manifest by the destruction of the goat. The Newcome Mountainfist king-to-be must drive the dagger of Ama Gna into the vessel’s gut and then upon the draining its contents shall the power be real. The dagger must be used on the vessel only after the Heart of Evil is summoned by the Newcome Mountainfist king-to-be… ”
Goodbye to Jael Blackfeather
Posted in Uncategorized on February 2, 2011 by coyoteandthunderAs a Deva, Jael Blackfeather lived many lifetimes longer than the average person. We all had the pleasure of knowing him during his last life on this world. In the celebration of his spirit, I will share a story about him that I’ve never told anyone before. What you all don’t know is that Jael and I met nearly 20 years ago at the Red Tower. You all read in Strom’s journals that my father, Paolo, took Jael into the Underweb to torture him and the ordeal left my father dead. Well, when he escaped that wretched place and came back up to the surface, he found himself in the Red Tower, in my bedroom. Bedridden, I lay in deep recovery after my parents had wasted all my magical powers to bring together an army, essentially ripping my soul in pieces. The bloodlust of my family had left me barely conscious. That day, I woke to bright light shining in my eyes, sunlight reflecting from the symbol of the Raven Queen on Jael’s chest. I saw the sad eyes of a Deva before me, I’d never met one before, his skin color was unnerving, and there was blood spattered on his face. He whispered to me that my father had been killed and he was endlessly sorry for my loss. Then he added, I should not pity him for death is the natural way, we all will die someday. He had no idea how relieved I was to hear my father was dead and could no longer torture me as he had for so long, he genuinely felt sorry for me. Seconds later, he kissed me on the cheek, and ran out of the tower, guards chasing after. For years after that, he followed my story, asking all Tieflings he saw for news of me. He worried while I was in the Underdark, he cried for my orphaned heart when my mother died, he prayed to the Raven Queen for my safekeeping. So when years later we met again, our relationship was so easy, so natural as if we’d known each other for many lifetimes. I learned from him how to love without familial obligation. For that, I will be forever indebted to him. Unfortunately, it was our love, and his need to protect me that led to his eventual demise. His death could be something we grieve, but I know he is with the Raven Queen. He came to me in a dream before his soul left this plane and said he was to be with her forever. He’d finally broken the cycle of reincarnation every to which every Deva is subjected. He has moved onto a better place and level of existence. That being said, we could mourn our own loss, or we could celebrate his triumph over circumstances. So let’s raise a glass to our dear friend, and his final lifetime on this world!
Eulogy written by Emma for Teak. Below: The Jael Crystal






















