THE EVERHALLS
The Everhalls are a mysterious structure that lies beyond Ome, the moon, and borders The Endless War. It is where everymortal's soul inevitably lands after death, entrapped after being fetched by The Watching Wolf, the creator of the halls, who lurks and prowls his own domain from time to time.
The now husks of the dead are forced into mindless slavery and eternal labour, working endlessly either mining new corridors for the evergrowing halls of history, carving new lore into the marble-like walls, or fighting against Ome as fodder in The Endless War. Each fate is an inevitable, haunting afterlife that sees no end, a horrific depiction for all those that think of what future awaits them.
The lingering dead walk the halls in hollow shells as nothing more than people who have forgotten their past life. Their bodies only functioning by the soulbound spirits that The Wolf shackles to this plane.
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INSIDE THE HALLS
The white and pale lime green halls seemingly expand beyond an infinite reach, within them the thralls find an unavoidable urge, a compulsion,, to mine deeper and etch history along the walls. Across each marble wall are chiselled stories and information, old and new, left hidden in the darkness that tell of every moment, every happening from the beginning of time. Every life lived, every breath taken, every record of time from its creation. An unfathomable and incomprehensible collection of information, with little purpose, as no one sentient is left to read it but the Numen, Dhergrihm.
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THE OUTER REALM
Outside the halls is a rocky and desolate land plagued with eternal war between Ome and The Watching Wolf. The cosmic form of Ome, the moon, being the blocked passage and plugged gateway from The Everhalls to the Material Plane of Entrellia. Ongoing since 3C, The Endless War features Ome and his three Champions, along with Ellemere, who continuously slay undead on the deathly battlefield, stopping them escaping into Entrellia, only for the slain to be returned back to the plane and into the war once more, completing a never ending loop. Therefore, the plane is scattered with bodies from centuries of war.
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The weather is a torment, too, with hazy smoke clouds rolling above and striking crackling green lightning down onto blackened tar below. The smell is rotten and pungent, similar to sulphur lakes.
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TALES OF DEATH
A man grows strong in life not just for himself, but so The Wolf has little material left to work with when the soul inevitably ends up in the Everhalls. For potential is power, and to lead a life of fulfilment leaves little for The Watching Wolf to steal and use. A man who has achieved greatness is said to have exerted his inner energy, his magical essence, whereas a child who dies too early or a crooked sinner is a ripe soul for moulding and service. This is why no man wishes to die early or do ill. Why it is a disgrace to kill the weak and unsuccessful instead of lifting them to greatness along side you.
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It is sometimes said that every soul on Entrellia originated from a corpse within The Everhalls. That before life on Entrellia, there were only slaves and undead within The Everhalls, therefore, The Watching Wolf is just a being that returns you back to from which you came.
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