Myths and Folklore

The lands of Grenevion possess many rumours and tales of valour, death, misery and deceit told through the ages, some perhaps pertain the truth whilst others are formed off of the basis of needing an explanation. Despite such, the myths and folklore of Grenevion are widespread throughout the continents and have many groups devoted to discovering their legitimacy, even some going out of their way to attempt to kill the legendary beasts or men within them as a sign of honour and prowess.

The Shard and The Shard Storm
The Shard are said to be a group of 10 beings, each having managed to connect with a special form of Scribing magic, dubbed simply Shard. They are said to lie within their own realm, seperate from both Spren and the mortal realms of Grenevion, having a portal to such a realm located upon the Shard Isles, though such was long ago sealed by the Spren, trapping 9 of them within. These people formulated the unnatural phenomena named the Shard Storm, a consistent and eternal spell of which hails down raw mana, consuming anything it destroys to add to its own mass, the greatest destruction tool that the land knows of. However, rays of hope shine for the people of the land, as some mention the one that still roams the lands, having been outcast centuries before the sealing of the Shard.

Not much is known about the magic in which they utilise, except for its broad range of power of which goes uncontested through the other varieties, being the root of all ancient magical items upon Grenevion and capable of procuring the Shard Storm, with the Spren having to intervene with their terror. Whilst much of their history and existence is shrouded through mixed passages and scriptures, one thing is known for sure. These beings are unlike any others upon the world, and possess the raw power capable of overtaking the continents in themselves, only being matched by the Spren who are stated to have sealed them away for good. Though travelers should keep a keen eye for the one called 'The Final Shard', for they may wander within the populous and no one would be any the wiser.

The Toils of Truth
There was once said to be a woman, often depicted as a leper with a blindfold around their eyes, around her giving an aura of knowledge, as if people felt more aware and attentive. Those lucky few who meet them say she can answer any question you wish, though it comes at a price. One man asked for knowledge on infinite wealth, as this being dubbed 'Truth' told them to return the next day, as she told him the answer in the form of a riddle, before announcing such a topic was too great of knowledge for a mortal to behold, as she drained the man of his dormant mana, absorbing it for herself; hence killing him, before disappearing seemingly into thin air, the knowledge therefore being lost.

That being just amongst one of the various interactions with the rather decrepit looking being who offers knowledge for the sacrifice of man, whether it be coin, artifacts or otherwise pieces of the asker themselves like limbs and organs, the true weight of the price being decided through the complexity of the question, with too great a question causing their life to be taken after receiving the answer. Though, Truth's answers are always in the form of a riddle, a rather confusing passage in which indirectly guides you to your answer without telling you it directly, even amongst the most prestige of scholars documenting that the riddle had confused them. No one truly knows about the origins of herself, but their frequent visits around the continents have been documented through the ages as they have been recognised as the simply the knowledge giver, or 'Truth'