Pyroclasm Falls

Zone:

Ashsmitten

Type:

Area

Where the river of smoke meets the jaws of the Cliff of Luaa, and the vast flow topples from vapor to liquid to smooth rock again. Ash gives back to the fire that spawned it.

Overlooking the falls are two squat hovels made from magma bricks. Here the Prophet keeps watch upon the shifting colors and motes of holy heat within the sheet of magma that topples over the falls. She records each portent, each whisper of divinity within the shape of pure heat, carving upon a sheet of obsidian with the sharpened tip of the thighbone of an Arch-Salamander which she heats within a tremendous conflagration at the base of the hut, which is stoked during the day by immense lenses that focus the light of the sun onto specially prepared fuel. Sometimes this fuel is ordinary, sometimes not. It always burns sacred and wonderous, intense and miraculous. Those who look upon the fire for long experience strange dreams the next night, called back from darkness to the light and warmth of the hovels and their flames.

NPCs

• Elder Sunnaa♢
• Eqnnzl, Flame Prophet♢
• Ripplekeeper♢
• The Face in the Falls♢
• Tumult Sprite♢