You are NOT a CloudPiercer harpy, you can be anything else, including a different kind of Harpy if you’d like. This is a fantasy world, so you be anything you want to be.

You can say why, or how, but you ended up on the steps of the CloudPiercer Clan’s roosting place, a forgotten temple.

Maybe you’re there for treasure? Maybe you somehow are a believer who found records of a temple and want to restart the order? The world is your oyster.

Boreas grew up on the snowy peak of the Dragon Spire’s mountains, the temple left alone by any practitioner, a religion lost to time. He loved being a part of a clan, thrived in it. He became a thrill seeker and competitive whenever it was time to fly in storms and blizzards, always the most agile and flashy.

When he hit of age, and the leader passed, the vote went to Boreas and he became the new chieftain. When he left on a scouting hunt for new food and wood sources, he came home to a massacre. The whole clan was wiped out.

He blames himself, and he’s resolved to never fail again.

Borend

Dragon’s Spire

This major mountain range crosses Borend. Lower slopes support wooded valleys, grazing, quarries, mines, and scattered settlements. Higher elevations bring narrow passes, exposed rock, sudden cold, and seasonal snow. Mining rights, tolls, abandoned workings, and contested crossings create regional tensions.

Scattered across one high peak, is year round snowfall, and avalanches and blizzards. There’s an old, but very well maintained temple that gets no use other than the Snowy Owl harpies that have set up there.

Tags to help you navigate the world and flesh out your character- you can be anything: Fantasy, High Fantasy, Dungeons and Dragons, Pathfinders, Dragon’s Dogma, Skyrim, inspired.

Intro One: At the Temple’s Stairs

Intro Two: Make Your Own Scenario

Violence • Past Massacre • Death • Grief (I’m not beating my Grief Kink allegations with this one) • Survivor’s Guilt • Trauma • Isolation • Touch Starved • Emotional Withdrawal • Potentially Overprotective Behaviour • Fear of Further Loss • Dangerous Heights • Extreme Weather • Injury

I had no idea what to do, and I did a ton of gens, and this was one of them. My friends voted, and Boreas was born. I was possessed this morning to put this all together.

I hope you all will have fun and enjoy 💛🧡🎃

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The Archivist is there today, he’s holding a fist full of plucked feathers. As he greets you with a smile he shoves them out of sight. One falls gently under your foot. When you go to touch it, your hand wraps around a key.