This day dedicated to Thylea herself where oaths are renewed or forgiven in honour of the renewing of the year and Thylea’s power. Nobility/Royalty will hold ceremonies renewing their vassals’ oaths or gifting land and freedom to them, couples will re-swear their marriage vows or agree to end them etc. Midday is generally the grand large-scale oath ceremonies, the evening is dedicated to smaller loving groups renewing their faith in one another.
When the Dragonlord Calendar was introduced this day was taken to also celebrate the arrival of the Dragonlords not just being the first day of the year. This part is mainly celebrated among the settler races for obvious reasons. Children fly colourful yellow kites to symbolise the dragons all across Thylea and engage in kite running competitions.
"In the Stars to the east you can see the figure of a six-armed, one-eyed giant: the Gygan."
"When the Dragonlords first arrived, there was much strife between the newcomers and the native races of Thylea. Blood was spilled, but none reveled in the slaughter of warfare as much as Estor Arkelander, who was the general of the Dragonlord armies. In one brutal battle, he wiped out every gygan warrior to the last.
After the massacre, the children of the gygans prayed to Sydon and Lutheria for protection. Moved by their plight, the great Titans rallied the centaurs, the nymphs, all the native races. They attacked the settlements of the Dragonlords across the islands in retaliation for Estor Arkelander's crimes. The First War had begun."
Garnox "The Devastator" has earned a reputation for brutality. His claim to fame was boarding an enemy ship and goring most of their defences before backup came.
"The greatest constellation in the night sky is the group of bright stars called the Dragon."
"In the beginning, this land was populated only by the fey creatures: nymphs, centaurs, gygans, and satyrs. The first of the civilised races to arrive on Thylea's shores were refugees and castaways, survivors of ships buffeted by the storms and whirlpools that protect these islands. They carved out a meagre existance, living in tiny villages on the coast while the children of the Titans dominated the rest of the realm.
But then everything changed. The Dragonlords, astride their legendary winged mounts, discovered this land. With the power of the dragons, the native races were pushed back into the forests and steppes, and Thylea was claimed for the mortal settlers.
The constellation o the Dragon is a tribute to the victories of the Dragonlords, and a reminder that we are living in Thylea's Golden Age."
The Amazons are a warrior culture that emphasizes the strength of the individual, in contrast to societies that defend themselves with large armies of hoplites and mounted cavalry. A typical Amazonian conclave will outline its territory, usually an island, and fight viciously to drive away trespassers. When the territory is threatened, they may band together into war parties, whose collective battlecries are said to strike fear into enemies up to a mile away.
For millennia before the coming of the Dragonlords, the Amazons were there. Raiding and fighting the Gygan empire, they were amongst the most feared denizens of Thylea. Over the many century’s outsiders would occasionally wash up on the shores of Thylea. These were usually shipwrecked explorers or merchants who were blown far off course. Of all races and nationalities, these people had to live in harmony with the natives of Thylea. They formed tribes and lived on the islands of the Cerulean Gulf and for the most part coexisted with the Amazons.
When the Dragonlords came, some of the tribes fought with the natives of Thylea against the newcomers but some sided with the newcomers. The Amazons stayed on their own side, but while they were distracted by the infighting their forces were entirely shattered by the armies of the Titans who used the chaos of war as a way of finally getting rid of the Amazon threat.
Blaming their losses on the frailty of the other races who surrounded them, they sought to isolate themselves from the rest of Thylea and create a stronger society: a society dominated by Amazon warriors. Accordingly, they retreated to the remote island of Themis and established an isolated kingdom, unspoiled by the weakness of the other races. The Amazons define themselves as a sacred band of warriors who always stand together as a sisterhood. They train for combat from an early age, and once they come of age, they form into pairs of sister-warriors: lifemates. There are only a few thousand Amazons on Themis, but they are among the most feared warriors in all of Thylea—brutal berserkers with no mercy. They have been known to enslave prisoners, but most of them are executed.
The Amazons domesticated some of the beasts on Themis. They use rhinoceroses as mounts, and they have trained the native basilisks to act as hounds. Most Amazon warriors keep clockwork birds, called stimfay, as loyal companions and scouts.
Always on the move
The Amazons don’t build any permanent structures on the island except for their prison. Instead, they travel across the island and make temporary camps, usually of 10-20 Amazons and rhino mounts. Each camp is prepared for surprise raids and skirmishes with the other camps. This perpetual “great game of war” is considered essential to the Amazonian way of life.
The Amazons define themselves as a sacred band of warriors who always stand together as a sisterhood. They train for combat from an early age, and once they come of age, they form into pairs of sister-warriors: lifemates.
The circular stage of the open-air theater has been built into the bottom of a hill away from the center of town. Rows of seats taking the form of inlaid stone blocks spread up the slope of the hill, giving onlookers a clear view of any performers below.
It is used for festivals, plays, and major public announcements. Most famously, the annual wine festival takes place here. Whenever the wine festival is ongoing, priests of Lutheria come to town, often with fey performers.
This is the night of the year when Lutheria’s influence over dreams is strongest. Any being, mortal or fey, who sleeps this night risks falling prey to Lutheria’s machinations. Most commonly this takes the form of horrifying nightmares, causing the dreamer to wail and scream as they live out some of their worst fears in their minds; but for others, it can be much more dangerous, with Lutheria and her minions taking control of the sleepers body in order to commit depraved acts.
To protect themselves from this, most inhabitants of Thylea attempt to forgo sleep for the night, instead gathering in small groups to tell stories and sing songs to keep themselves awake. In contrast, those who worship Lutheria take no such precautions, and are happy to fall asleep and succumb to the whims of the Lady of Dreams, creating havoc as they sleepwalk around.
Any gatherings in cities are usually fairly small, occurring fairly quietly behind locked doors so as not to draw the attention of any of Lutheria’s ‘sleepwalkers’: but in villages that have no worshipers of Lutheria, and that are not close to any cults dedicated to her, they can be much livelier affairs, more akin to all-night festivals.
The Oracle inhales the vaporous fumes that surround her. She stares into each of your eyes, probing your souls with her penetrating gaze. Some time passes before she speaks. “You all stand here with reasons as varied as the whims of fate. But know this - this is your destiny. And destiny cannot be escaped. Proceed and become legends. And perhaps your reasons will be satisfied in the process.”
You warriors who stand here gathered will be tested. The Fates have revealed three great tasks that must be accomplished before you are ready to sail into the three seas and face the Titans. You must shape the silver fires of the lost forge in order to craft the tools that you will need. You must claim the mighty weapons wielded against the Titans by the first Dragonlord. And you must drink deep from the bottomless dragon horn, for it will reveal a vision that I cannot see. But woe unto thee, for I have seen the end of all things. My father’s anger cannot be quelled, and his sister schemes even now. Your quest may yet fail and, if it should, the sky will rain black fire, and the doom of Thylea will come.”
Versi: "Please, let me receive you, and I shall share with you that which I promised..."
Praxos - The Doomed One
"My condolences for your loss, O' Doomed One. You whose birth was cursed, whose joyous day of coming to the world was spoiled, I can see the torment that has been laid at your feet. I can see you have a part to play in the prophecy. But my sight is clouded with all else. You are like a black void where only lights exist.
Question: "What doom, haunts my destiny, and why did it choose me?"
"My sight is obscured from seeing the perpetrator of your misfortunes. Speak with my sister, Demetria, where she weeps and rages in the Oldwood. She has a connection to that which is fated to be your ultimate doom. I believe that her servants have delivered to her a relic, stolen from your fallen family." While I cannot see the fates that befell your loved ones, I can see their memory clinging to you like so many ghosts. Know that your doom is great but it was not inflicted in anger. I know now the silver light of dawn shielded you from the wrath that so terribly fell upon your family. Yet they need not haunt you, phantomwise, forever.
Aella - The Dragonslayer
I see your destiny is one bound in blood and glory. You shall be the bane of wicked wyrms that would torment mortals and fae alike and right the wrong the Amazons committed long ago.
I can see your path will be a treacherous one indeed, but you needn't walk it alone. Two women will aid you by force or friendship.
Question: How do I claim vengeance for my family?
To become this glorious figure, and to right the wrong that was done to you and yours, you must seek out the one trapped in the fires of the great forge. She can provide insight into the weapon that is meant to slay the setting sun. The one who put fire into your kin. In the head of a god, there is a woman. She could offer you either aid or be the first villain to fall to your duly deserved revenge. Be wary. Be warned, only if the Amazons stand by the people of Thylea against the Titans can the Twins be defeated. You must not only exact brutal vengeance but prove your worth. I sense there is something else on your mind. She lives. As all Sirens do in troubled times she has returned to a roost.
Rekken - The Seeker
"I sense distant shores upon you. Your very venture here to these lost lands is an odyssey in and of itself. But your journey has only just begun. I can see you finding a way back home but first I see you as a member of this group, chornilicking their exploits and fighting alongside them. You will need as much knowledge as possible if you are to achieve your goals. Seek out arrivals to this land such as yourself, many bring boons that could help you to sail back to your home...or stay and become a legend here. Perhaps the trove of the Dragonlords?
Question. Did any of my crew survive? If so, Where can I find them?
A few have survived my ancestor's wrath. Scattered across Thylea, some are in danger and others thrive. To find them you must cross the land from one end to the other. I wish you luck.
Eurytus - The Timeless One
"Cousin, strange cousin, you are an anomaly. Lost to the sands of time, yet returned to Thylea in the here and now. This was fated to be, foreseen by my namesake - your mother, Versi the First. Still, I have seen you fulfil her prophecy, now given to me. For your hand to guide Thylea's new dawn, you must seek out the Hand of Kentimane that sleeps in the heart of the Oldwood and take it to the Island of the Golden Heart. There, you shall commune with our grandmother, Thylea herself."
Question. What happened when I was sent away?
I wish I could say what happened to her, cousin, but my father jealously guards such secrets. All that I can say is that Sydon named his children after his lost siblings as some sort of final insult or so he says.
Euryale - The Cursed One
"You, Cursed One, whose veins run black with the foulest of hexes, and whose punishments are disproportionate to their crimes. A lesser creature than you would have been reduced to an unthinking beast. But you, you overcame. We have more in common than you may realise."
Question: Where can I find the power to undo the will of a Titan, to lift the curse of Lutheria which has followed me through long centuries?"
I see that you must travel to the City of the Dead, there you must speak with the silent guardian that watches over all of Telamok. He shall reveal the nature of your curse, for he was there when the curse was placed upon your blood."
I knew your grandmother, you know? Tersephoni, a fierce mortal and a beautiful soul. Now, allow me to gift you something of hers - a memento that I know she would wish for you to have far more than I.
Tryntia - The Vanished One
Versi will treat the Vanished One differently than the other heroes. She will ask to speak to this particular hero privately in her cave, where she will remind them that they must return to her when the Great Labors have been completed. My heart, the fates are cruel indeed to rip us apart so quickly after you have come to my rescue. Before I speak to you of your great destiny, I would ask you to swear an Oath to me, here and now, that once you have accomplished your fate and prevent the Doom of Thylea... that you will return to me. And let our hearts forever sing as one. "I always had such a 'soft spot' for mortals... but I had no idea what it meant to love, not truly, before I laid eyes upon you Tryntia. I shall speak now of your fate: you are destined to see your order rise once more - I see you, once more wearing your famed armour and crown. You must retake them. Seek them out in the Necropolis at Telamok. Old friends wait for you there."
“A single tear falls down from the oracles eye” Yes...you will see him again.
Selene - The Demigod
"You are a beauteous thing you, but a flower cannot bloom if its stem wilts. So too must you, to see your destiny through, go to your divine parent, Pythor, now King of Estoria. He wallows in his wine and his grief, long having lost the luster of his glory days. You shall forge the weapon he could never wield, defeat his ancient foe, and save his true love, your mother. In doing so, you shall walk a path that would allow you to outshine your father in heroism, and perhaps even join him in godhood."
Question: "Is my mother still alive?"
"Your mother is alive, surrounded by jealousy, She abides, somewhere in the Forgotten Sea, Guarded by Pythor's mortal enemy"
Also known as Apprentice's Day. Within all the major cities, a huge fair is put on by the various traders, profession and crafting guilds for the purpose of taking on new apprentices. Young people who have come of age can present themselves to their potential masters and learn a trade, particularly those second and third children who are unlikely to inherit a trade from their family.