Jutting into the Gap of Lankor from the east is a range of high hills called the Melwy, an offshoot of the Tonatris Mountains. They have never been settled by man and only a few hunters and fur trappers now visit there, whilst timbermen and miners shun the area. The cause of this is that the hills are already claimed by a non-human (or partially human) race, the centaurs.
Most scholars regard centaurs as wholly mythical and discount tales of their existence. It is true that the race is rare, but centaurs are nevertheless found in many forests across temperate Lythia. The centaurs of the Melwy interact regularly with cousins in the wilderness of Quarphor.
We are pleased to provide a PDF download version of the short story Journey to Ábrelyn, set in the Jerinálian mountains.
This story provides some background to the deeper forces at play within the mysterious Kingdom of Emélrenè, which is one of the most ancient realms of Venârivè: Northwestern Lýthia.
Journey to Ábrelyn (a tale of Emélrenè) - Part V - the Holy One
After a night of deep, restful sleep, Kélroth was woken by the light through the high windows that ran along the southeast facing wall of the hall of rest. An attendant waiting at the end of the hall rose and provided him with clean robes, and a basin to wash. Once he was clean and dressed, a simple meal was provided, and soon Ohláren returned.
Journey to Ábrelyn (a tale of Emélrenè) - Part IV - High Ábrelyn
Kélroth ran and ran. He ran till his lungs burned, his legs ached and he felt his heart would near give out.
He ran from the cries, the deep-dark-falling-pit of horror that lay behind him. On and on, up and up, along the narrow winding trail, around stands of rocks, down vale and up over ridges.
Journey to Ábrelyn (a tale of Emélrenè) - Part III - the Maw of Ages
Kélroth woke with a start. It was cool, clear morning, and the first rays of sunlight were breaking over the upper Gadén valley. He had slept poorly, his sleep disturbed by visions of endless, aching darkness, deep within the bones of the earth.
He rubbed his eyes and shook himself awake. As he sat up, he noticed a figure nearby was watching him intently. She was dressed in dark green, from head to foot, but her hood was thrown back, exposing her dark short hair.
Journey to Ábrelyn (a tale of Emélrenè) - Part II - the Elder Dark
The group of fosterlings made camp on a ridge overlooking a stream that ran down to join the upper reaches of the Gadén river. The sun set early, even though it was summer, passing down behind mount Negéros, now far to the west. Mists rose from the valley below, and a gloom gathered round the group.
Their elderly émhlèn guide, Erýnos, as he had done before, warned the group to keep close together, and not stray from the fire. Kélroth was still lost in thought, pondering the realisation that these steep hills and peaks were his true homeland. He went about his appointed tasks automatically, paying little attention to his fellow travellers. They ate a rough but pleasant meal, and when they were done, Kélroth gathered their wooden bowls and made his way down to the nearby stream to clean them.
Journey to Ábrelyn (a tale of Emélrenè) - Part I - the Call of Home
Kélroth and his companions had travelled several days on their journey up the Legáma river valley from Ráleth, making their way along the trail through the foothills of the Jerinálian mountains. They had been provided hospitality at Hiténos keep, the seat of the Earl of Negáros.
The group's guide, an aged émhlè, had been warmly welcomed by the Earl's constable, and they had been provided with accomodation of a higher standard than Kélroth had encountered either at home on his uncle's humble manor far south in Berémashire, or anywhere else on the road. Rumour was that the Earl was away hunting or possibly even south in Beréma; Kélroth and his companions were not privy to such details.
The narrow waters between the island of Hârn and the Lýthian mainland are known as the "Émel Gálani" - the Middle Straits.
These straits lie between the realms of Emélrenè and Mèlderýn, and do not so much separate these realms, as bind them together - even though they can be dangerous for shipping, particularly between the island of Mèlderýn and Cape Kálam (the westernmost point of the Lýthian mainland).
The Empire of Ázeryàn is hugely significant in northwestern Lýthia (Venârivè), culturally, historically and politically. At its height, around 250 years ago, the Empire dominated the region, stretching from the borders of Emélrenè to the eastern shore of the Venârian sea. Even today, where it has shrunk to the Ázeryàn Peninsula, it is still by far the largest and most powerful realm in the region.
Salónen Ekàtriása is a renowned Chéler cartographer, based at Kolâdis.
He has expert knowledge of the seas around western Chélemby, and a good knowledge of other areas of the western Gulf of Shôrkýnè. Since the fisheries upon which Chélemby and Kolâdis in particular rely migrate seasonally and intermittently, he spends considerable time verifying and updating his charts, which are in strong demand from fishermen and other seafarers in the region.
Attached to this Lore article is an example of the Charts that Salónen produces - although he is unlikely to provide all of the data on the attached map to a single customer - but rather sell more specific information and charts on an "as needed" basis.
More information about Salónen and the fishing activities around Kolâdis can be found in the Kolâdis module.
The enigmatic and dangerous realm of Emélrenè is revealed in glorious detail. This realm is like no other in all of Venârivè, and is fully explored in this module.
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