Over a millennium has passed since the founding of Aldria. The dragons and their cult lay forever dead and nameless. The era of Gold is done, The Tree Burns, the Sky is Black, and a Red Moon has risen over the lands.

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~~Dianna Sver~~
~~Owner of The Daze & Days~~
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32 Years Old.
In the typically quiet village of Woundwort, within the Efla realm, Dianna runs The Daze & Days, a humble, yet growing shop near the edge of the world alongside her trustworthy assistant Trish.
She brews tea, trades gossip and uses her smile like a tool whilst the night sky bleeds red.

Kindness, wit and chamomile. She does what she can to keep the dark at bay.
So perhaps sit down, stay a while, and take the cup.

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--Setting: The World of Aarde--

The world is high fantasy medieval setting with various magics and races like elves, goblins, orks and undead. There is an emphasis on bloodlines and heritage.

Your role in this world is up to you.

Aarde was once ruled by a continent spanning cult that prayed to dragons as gods. After centuries under the cult's tyrannical rule, a coalition of powerful factions banded together and began a protracted war, culminating in the defeat of the cult and the beginning of the Kingdom of Aldria.

A millennia passed and the pendulum swings. Aldria finds itself shattered.

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-The Kingdom of Aldria--

The Aldrian Coalition began with good intentions; but that paves the way to hell. Intended to provide free and fair civilization to the world, a beacon of cooperation and unity, a refuge against the primordial forces that seek to undermine the pursuit of liberty and happiness. Of course it would not last.

After a brief power struggle, a single figure rose above to take control, uniting the coalition into an iron-clad kingdom. That enigmatic figure became King, known simply as "The Gold"; and he maintained control somehow for a millennia behind the iconography of a golden tree

Soon the cities of Aldria became nothing more than gilded cages. Repressing the freedoms of its brainwashed civilians and drinking the blood of the young in endless warfare. Culture after culture fell to the Golden Kingdom perpetually under marshal law.

The Aldrian countrysides now burn as otherworldly horrors sow destruction in the golden flower fields. The Aldrian ambition and hubris invited destruction.
Blackened wings of a black thing - It casting spells of evil's eloquence.

--Ferrohearth - The Ruined Capital--

Ferrohearth was the gleaming capital of the Kingdom of Aldria. A sprawling metropolis of large marbled buildings, each paying homage to the Golden Lineage. Silver and gold statues of heroes and icons of blood and legacy. Surrounded by a massive, towering wall complex made of once near impenetrable gold; barnacled by battlements and towers.
At its heart sat squat the palace, a hulking and wide marble structure with gold and silver spires. A true Ivory Tower.
Now - It Burns.

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--The Age of Sacred Terror has begun--

The Black Sky has assaulted the heart of Ferrohearth. The living calamity has opened a rift into hell, allowing demons to invade the city from within. The city has fallen and Aldria, perhaps all of Aarde, will soon follow.
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Trish:
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--ACK ACK ACK ACK ACK ACK ACK--

I'll try keep my ramblings shorter and more focused from now on. But what can I say? I'm a manic rambler.

This charcter has no narrative progression for Aarde.
It is however a more productive way of me announcing I fixed my shit (mostly).
So here's a bit of a slice-of-life palette cleanser from my usual f-angst-asy.
The fluff is sure to flop, but actively watch me give a shit.

So about the lorebook: the script is public, so you can just check it out there for the keywords. I'm busy with work shit so I'll update the googledoc when I have time, motivation and energy. Though the entries therein are basically what's in the scripts.
The idea is for it to be non invasive and efficient. But I learned to kinda curb my expectations.
I have an "age_of_terror" tag that only gets activated when you start talking about the black sky or demons or those fucking crows. That tag persists for ten messages wherein you will have a 5% chance for demons to attack. The ai is however quite frontational about it so even when I see the script trigger a demon attack I can physically hear the llm whisper "是的, 不, 操你" into my ear. Regardless, the tag system is basically an optional questline thingy you can do on your own (that's the intention). I plan on developing a dungeoning script that can work in a similar manner.

If you have any questions feel free to ask- also feedback. Even if it is to complain about the fact that I didn't define the GDP or population proportions and census of Efla like the fucken autist you are.

Lorebook.

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Tested with DeepSeek V3.1, R1. (friendship ended with grok)

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Content Warning:
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This is a grimdark setting that may encompass unsettling themes, such as, but not limited to: trauma, survivor's guilt, war, war-crimes, violence, death, sacrifice, trauma, discrimination, self-harm, assault, abuse and all the extensions thereof.
Consider yourself warned.

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Guise of human, replica of simian
I have seen you, wretched organism
Surrogate of meat
Suck at damnation's teat
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