Gestalt
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Telling the story of Gestalt, a dark mid-magic fantasy setting, one small post at a time.
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To follow Keradre is to shatter. Break the foundation. Corrupt the structure. Undermine from beneath. Erode with knowledge, not blade. #dnd #rpg #worldbuilding #gestalt
May 12, 2025 at 7:25 PM
To follow Keradre is to shatter. Break the foundation. Corrupt the structure. Undermine from beneath. Erode with knowledge, not blade. #dnd #rpg #worldbuilding #gestalt
The faithful are called Scourge. They wear cracked mail, burnt robes, and weapons already broken. Ruin is not shame—it is sacrament. #dnd #rpg #worldbuilding #gestalt
May 11, 2025 at 1:25 PM
The faithful are called Scourge. They wear cracked mail, burnt robes, and weapons already broken. Ruin is not shame—it is sacrament. #dnd #rpg #worldbuilding #gestalt
When Keradre walks among mortals, it does so clothed in paradox: a hyperactive girl with joy like broken glass. A dance of ruin wearing innocence. #dnd #rpg #worldbuilding #gestalt
May 9, 2025 at 7:25 PM
When Keradre walks among mortals, it does so clothed in paradox: a hyperactive girl with joy like broken glass. A dance of ruin wearing innocence. #dnd #rpg #worldbuilding #gestalt
Keradre’s mark is a black sphere—an empty wound in the sky. Its element is Water, cold and unstoppable. Its beast, the world-ending Tarrasque. #dnd #rpg #worldbuilding #gestalt
May 9, 2025 at 1:25 PM
Keradre’s mark is a black sphere—an empty wound in the sky. Its element is Water, cold and unstoppable. Its beast, the world-ending Tarrasque. #dnd #rpg #worldbuilding #gestalt
Some call it the child of Kerne and Aradra—twin faces of the One. Others say Keradre is no child, but consequence. The fracture in the mirror of godhood. #dnd #rpg #worldbuilding #gestalt
May 5, 2025 at 1:25 PM
Some call it the child of Kerne and Aradra—twin faces of the One. Others say Keradre is no child, but consequence. The fracture in the mirror of godhood. #dnd #rpg #worldbuilding #gestalt
Keradre, the Unholy. Born from shadow, antithesis to Anu’s divine light. Its name is dread itself, whispered only in rot-slicked crypts and fireless shrines. #dnd #rpg #worldbuilding #gestalt
May 4, 2025 at 7:25 PM
Keradre, the Unholy. Born from shadow, antithesis to Anu’s divine light. Its name is dread itself, whispered only in rot-slicked crypts and fireless shrines. #dnd #rpg #worldbuilding #gestalt
Together they are Anu. Together they build the world. From the final whisper to the first breath, the stag and hawk fly in circles above Goldhill, where every hammer stroke is a hymn. #dnd #rpg #worldbuilding #gestalt
May 4, 2025 at 1:25 PM
Together they are Anu. Together they build the world. From the final whisper to the first breath, the stag and hawk fly in circles above Goldhill, where every hammer stroke is a hymn. #dnd #rpg #worldbuilding #gestalt
Silmonde are the faithful. They wear tokens of creation: antler pendants, hawk-shaped brooches, rings carved from bone or silver. Some tattoo the breath of Anu on their skin in flowing, unbroken knots. #dnd #rpg #worldbuilding #gestalt
May 1, 2025 at 1:25 PM
Silmonde are the faithful. They wear tokens of creation: antler pendants, hawk-shaped brooches, rings carved from bone or silver. Some tattoo the breath of Anu on their skin in flowing, unbroken knots. #dnd #rpg #worldbuilding #gestalt
Among the Tirwen, Anu is the Flame. To the draklanar, Narene of Endurance. The Spirinthal call them Ayaradra. The ikthranar speak of Keranara, the Fang in the Dark. All know the name Anu. #dnd #rpg #worldbuilding #gestalt
April 29, 2025 at 1:25 PM
Among the Tirwen, Anu is the Flame. To the draklanar, Narene of Endurance. The Spirinthal call them Ayaradra. The ikthranar speak of Keranara, the Fang in the Dark. All know the name Anu. #dnd #rpg #worldbuilding #gestalt
Anu’s roots grow ancient, through every name and season. Once Ahn, the stag-faced god of sun and deer. Once Kora, the Horned. Once Raknara, Bear of the North. Anu has worn a thousand faces and burned in a thousand skies. #dnd #rpg #worldbuilding #gestalt
April 27, 2025 at 7:25 PM
Anu’s roots grow ancient, through every name and season. Once Ahn, the stag-faced god of sun and deer. Once Kora, the Horned. Once Raknara, Bear of the North. Anu has worn a thousand faces and burned in a thousand skies. #dnd #rpg #worldbuilding #gestalt
Anu, the One God, is the sovereign faith of Delephran. Their name is whispered in marble halls and painted on the wind. Among the faithful, they are called the First Flame, the Final Whisper, the Source of All. #dnd #rpg #worldbuilding #gestalt
April 27, 2025 at 1:25 PM
Anu, the One God, is the sovereign faith of Delephran. Their name is whispered in marble halls and painted on the wind. Among the faithful, they are called the First Flame, the Final Whisper, the Source of All. #dnd #rpg #worldbuilding #gestalt
The Slate Lands: 400 miles of cracked stone and whispers. Some say orcs were born here. Others claim the land still remembers Tzalze, the mad sorcerer of Raveria. Both may be true. #dnd #rpg #worldbuilding #gestalt
April 21, 2025 at 1:26 PM
The Slate Lands: 400 miles of cracked stone and whispers. Some say orcs were born here. Others claim the land still remembers Tzalze, the mad sorcerer of Raveria. Both may be true. #dnd #rpg #worldbuilding #gestalt
Goldhill rests on the western banks of Tybald Lake, where cold fogs kiss the water. The river - Tybald’s Escape - slithers northward, barge-laden, toward Doncaster and Delephran’s throat. #dnd #rpg #worldbuilding #gestalt
April 20, 2025 at 1:25 PM
Goldhill rests on the western banks of Tybald Lake, where cold fogs kiss the water. The river - Tybald’s Escape - slithers northward, barge-laden, toward Doncaster and Delephran’s throat. #dnd #rpg #worldbuilding #gestalt
Now, its legacy is bitter. Less gold in the ground, but beer still flows. Brewers thrive where pickaxes fail. The city sips deeply, mourning its golden years with every tankard. #dnd #rpg #worldbuilding #gestalt
April 19, 2025 at 7:25 PM
Now, its legacy is bitter. Less gold in the ground, but beer still flows. Brewers thrive where pickaxes fail. The city sips deeply, mourning its golden years with every tankard. #dnd #rpg #worldbuilding #gestalt
Goldhill’s name became a whisper of freedom, debauchery, and gold-lust. A place where rules bend and break under coin’s weight. Here, anything goes - until the ore ran thin. #dnd #rpg #worldbuilding #gestalt
April 18, 2025 at 7:25 PM
Goldhill’s name became a whisper of freedom, debauchery, and gold-lust. A place where rules bend and break under coin’s weight. Here, anything goes - until the ore ran thin. #dnd #rpg #worldbuilding #gestalt
Nebulan: The Dreamseekers. Their griffins are owl-born, silent, vast-winged, old as the night. The Nebulan are the mystics, the keepers of forgotten truths. The stars are their scripture, dreams their divination. #dnd #rpg #worldbuilding #gestalt
April 14, 2025 at 7:25 PM
Nebulan: The Dreamseekers. Their griffins are owl-born, silent, vast-winged, old as the night. The Nebulan are the mystics, the keepers of forgotten truths. The stars are their scripture, dreams their divination. #dnd #rpg #worldbuilding #gestalt
Corvasan: The Shadow Wings. Their griffins are of raven-blood, keen-eyed and silent. The Corvasan are the unseen, the spies, the lorekeepers, the ones who listen when others do not. #dnd #rpg #worldbuilding #gestalt
April 13, 2025 at 1:25 PM
Corvasan: The Shadow Wings. Their griffins are of raven-blood, keen-eyed and silent. The Corvasan are the unseen, the spies, the lorekeepers, the ones who listen when others do not. #dnd #rpg #worldbuilding #gestalt
Panhalia: The Riverborn. Their griffins are sleek as flowing water, osprey-winged and swift. The Panhalia are the lifeblood of the Sayara, fishermen, healers, and scouts of the rivers that carve the land. #dnd #rpg #worldbuilding #gestalt
April 12, 2025 at 7:25 PM
Panhalia: The Riverborn. Their griffins are sleek as flowing water, osprey-winged and swift. The Panhalia are the lifeblood of the Sayara, fishermen, healers, and scouts of the rivers that carve the land. #dnd #rpg #worldbuilding #gestalt
Before battle, the Chrysaetos mark their griffins with crimson dye, pressing bloodied palms to beak. A vow unspoken, a promise of war. When they ride, the sky darkens, and the mountains tremble. #dnd #rpg #worldbuilding #gestalt
April 11, 2025 at 7:25 PM
Before battle, the Chrysaetos mark their griffins with crimson dye, pressing bloodied palms to beak. A vow unspoken, a promise of war. When they ride, the sky darkens, and the mountains tremble. #dnd #rpg #worldbuilding #gestalt
Draped in heavy robes dark as the storm-torn cliffs, the Monachoran bear charms of bone and ochre. Their belts hold vulture feathers, talismans of passage. They chant in low, rolling tones, a sound like distant thunder. #dnd #rpg #worldbuilding #gestalt
April 10, 2025 at 1:25 PM
Draped in heavy robes dark as the storm-torn cliffs, the Monachoran bear charms of bone and ochre. Their belts hold vulture feathers, talismans of passage. They chant in low, rolling tones, a sound like distant thunder. #dnd #rpg #worldbuilding #gestalt
At sixteen, a rasheon must claim their weapon—a blade forged, inherited, or won. Anointed in goat’s blood, blessed by Arkana priests, it marks their path. To refuse is to be cast adrift, nameless, unworthy. #dnd #rpg #worldbuilding #gestalt
March 31, 2025 at 7:25 PM
At sixteen, a rasheon must claim their weapon—a blade forged, inherited, or won. Anointed in goat’s blood, blessed by Arkana priests, it marks their path. To refuse is to be cast adrift, nameless, unworthy. #dnd #rpg #worldbuilding #gestalt
Since AC 618, the Adwood Dynasty has ruled, their sovereignty blessed by Arkanes. Radaric II, the Conqueror, sits the throne—feared, revered, unchallenged. Yet beyond these walls, rebellion stirs, and the old order quakes. #dnd #rpg #worldbuilding #gestalt
March 30, 2025 at 7:25 PM
Since AC 618, the Adwood Dynasty has ruled, their sovereignty blessed by Arkanes. Radaric II, the Conqueror, sits the throne—feared, revered, unchallenged. Yet beyond these walls, rebellion stirs, and the old order quakes. #dnd #rpg #worldbuilding #gestalt
Orchards of fig and citrus stretch beneath the sun, olive groves twist in the wind, and fields of golden grain feed a kingdom at war. Wool and lumber flow to the markets, wine to the tables of kings, while the earth yields minerals fit for blades and crowns alike. #dnd #rpg #worldbuilding #gestalt
March 28, 2025 at 1:25 PM
Orchards of fig and citrus stretch beneath the sun, olive groves twist in the wind, and fields of golden grain feed a kingdom at war. Wool and lumber flow to the markets, wine to the tables of kings, while the earth yields minerals fit for blades and crowns alike. #dnd #rpg #worldbuilding #gestalt
From the depths, ruin rises. A great wave devours the coast, drowning villages, swallowing fleets. The Moongulf lies broken, trade shattered, livelihoods lost to the abyss. Yet even as the sea takes, Triano rebuilds, for a city of ships knows how to weather the storm. #dnd #rpg #worldbuilding
March 27, 2025 at 7:25 PM
From the depths, ruin rises. A great wave devours the coast, drowning villages, swallowing fleets. The Moongulf lies broken, trade shattered, livelihoods lost to the abyss. Yet even as the sea takes, Triano rebuilds, for a city of ships knows how to weather the storm. #dnd #rpg #worldbuilding
The river runs for five hundred miles, its waters whispering of distant wars and unseen omens, before yielding to the vast embrace of Lake Wyrmheart. Upon its banks, Triano thrives - merchants barter, shipwrights toil, warriors sharpen blades beneath the banners of kings. #dnd #rpg #worldbuilding
March 25, 2025 at 1:25 PM
The river runs for five hundred miles, its waters whispering of distant wars and unseen omens, before yielding to the vast embrace of Lake Wyrmheart. Upon its banks, Triano thrives - merchants barter, shipwrights toil, warriors sharpen blades beneath the banners of kings. #dnd #rpg #worldbuilding