Morvathian Cant is a living dialect shaped by centuries of rebellion, witchcraft, and whispered rituals. Wielded by witches and non-witches alike, it’s both cultural badge and spellcraft shorthand.
The Death of the Divines is an old tale in ancient Tellaitian mythology that explains why the people of the Tellaiti lacked gods before the ascension of Aprēa.
The names ya whisper, curse, or beg for in the dead of night. Some wear badges, some wear rosaries, some wear blood on their knuckles—but they all got skin in the game. This city don’t run on laws or luck. It runs on people.
Before you take one more step, you better get it through your head where you are at. You need to know the way of the land if you don't want to end up in a shallow grave under it. You better start here if you don't want this to be a short trip.
The city’s full of icons—The Loop, Wrigley Field, Union Station, proud bones left standing through wars, fire, and worse. But look deeper and you’ll find stranger things.In Chicago, history talks back. Some of it whispers. Some of it bites.
The guys at the social club handling your debt, the hoods down the block hassling your kid brother or the gangsters in city hall that you have to grovel to (and bribe) to get that damn pothole filled. You need to know who runs things around here.
Morvathian Cant is a living dialect shaped by centuries of rebellion, witchcraft, and whispered rituals. Wielded by witches and non-witches alike, it’s both cultural badge and spellcraft shorthand.
"...The Ghost of Zarian, Ashes to Bones, The Ghost of Zarian, Skin like Stone..." -Children's Rhyme, Collected from the Age of Twilight, before the fall of the Zarian Republic, by Samuel Kasper, of the Bodwin Family