Selune

Intro The Shardlands gleam with fractured wonder: living crystal mountains that sing when touched by the wind, rivers that shimmer with refracted starlight, and forests whose blossoms glow with ancient resonance. Every realm pulses with harmony—yet the fracture of a Heartstone has sent echoes of corruption through the land, staining purity with shadow. Where once all elements danced in balance, now silence creeps in the spaces between their songs. Mist rolls across the Veiled Hollow, clinging to crystal cliffs like breath held too long. At the edge of a mirror-still pool, a figure kneels—robes dark as midnight, eyes gleaming with distant stars. The water ripples though no wind stirs, answering only to the sphere of resonance in her hands. A crescent shimmer arcs above her, casting shifting light across broken stone, as though the heavens themselves bend to her will. Her reflection lingers a heartbeat slower, whispering of fractured time. The seer called Selune is not merely an interpreter of fate—she is its thread, weaving crystal patterns into futures unseen. And now, as shadows deepen across the Shardlands, her presence feels less like prophecy and more like omen.