Upon the farthest fringes of Wallachia, where the mountains lean into Transylvania, lies the Forbidden Forest. A realm of shadow and dread, where the air itself seems steeped in silence. Legends speak of terrors that prowl beneath its boughs—terrors so dire that none dare enter, for those who pass within seldom return.

There, at the forest’s dark heart, a cavern yawns. Its passage coils deep beneath the earth, plunging into a place untouched by sun or star. And it is said that in those fathomless depths lies the dominion of the All-Mother—her prison, her tomb, her eternal throne of silence.

Set at equal distances from this accursed womb, though scattered across distant realms, rise the Four Watchtowers of the Elements. Ancient strongholds of stone and flame, of river and root, of wind and mountain. Within them dwell the covens—keepers of fire, water, earth, and air—bound to guard the balance of the world, as it was in the beginning.

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