Arcwall

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The secret village of the Luvo Witches Coven. Hidden in a tiny protected mirror dimension called “The Occlusion”. The path into and out of the village is controlled by the hag, A harpy named Auntie Arush.

Arcwall is named after The village's crescent moon  shape. Built upon a giant wall which once made up a circle of a massive Well. The stones gradually climb upward like a staircase forming the main road. On both sides of the curved wall huts and walkways are crisscrossed in seemingly impossible arrays stacked atop each other in the most peculiar ways. All throughout which domestic monsters and broom mounted witches fly all around about their daily tasks.


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The Ivolant

The Ivolant are all around the edges of the village of Arcwall in the foggy mists that mark the edge of Auntie Arush’s magical protection. Floating listlessly like balloons with not enough helium to rise or drop, they are largely unresponsive unless directly interacted with. Occasionally, the party may spot one or two floating off into the fog and out of the pocket dimension or returning with magical scrolls and wands in tow.

Sight of Deceit: By nature, the Ivolant are creatures who collect magic, secrets, and lore, returning it to the coven. Part of this drivehas evolved beyond purpose and become something supernatural. Their need for uncovering secrets is so deeply woven into their being that they seem less visible to beings who do not have deep, unrevealed secrets. A truly open, honest person might not be able to see them at all, and a person with just a few things to hide might only spot them as a blob of darkness with yellow, reflective eyes. Only someone with a truly deep secret they wish to conceal can fully perceive the Ivolant.

Living Hex: Ivolant are borne of curses and potent hexes. It is said that they are bad luck to even see, such is the power of their curse. The Luvo Coven utilizes the Ivolant to keep eyes on the land and create spell scrolls to teach to Auntie Arush and spread throughout the Coven.

The Elder’s Well

At the center of the village of Arcwall is the bottom of the curved wall that gives it its name. Below the dwellings and walkways is a massive black pit dropping down and out of sight hundreds of feet. 50 feet across and surrounded by a perfect circle of stones, this pit was said to once be a well built by the treants in the oldest of times before humans came to Crudilex. At its absolute depths were the purest waters at the heart of the world, and it was from these waters that the first elves drank and gained the gift of eternal life. However, many Witches have flown their brooms into the endless darkness below and none have yet reached its waters.

The Shacks

Hundreds upon hundreds of huts are all built upon and below each other, leaning in ways that defy both their structure and the laws of physics. The wooden buildings are covered in stairs and walkways, but some seem only accessible by flying. This does not seem to bother the broom-mounted Witches who zip through the maze-like paths. The Shacks extend from the side of the Arcwall well all the way to the top of the wall and the Matron’s Altar.

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