“Oh, and don’t touch that silver box in the library. I’m still unsure if it’s a curio or an eldritch bomb.” – Shara Aenfel

Common practice of Sacromancy has been heavily restricted for nearly two centuries. The official justification within The Pale Host’s records are only the words: “Clovencall Village.”

“Dost thou hear them? Scratching at the door?” – Ralo Orthead

The Pale Host employs a division of diviners called Augurs of Ruin. Their sole duty is to divine any prospect futures which might spell the Host’s end.

Named once the sorcery of a thousand colors. The Chromatic Bolt fell into vogue after its use in the culling of the Astral Spire.

“So help me, Mathias, if you ask me to marry you one more time, I will not rest until I have invented and then subsequently inflicted upon you a ritual with the sole purpose of casting your soul into oblivion.” – Shara Aenfel

Tried and true.

Mira Orthead, daughter of Ralo, was the first to institute the Theory of Mortal Seeds. While today our understanding of the eldritch wills has become somewhat agnostic, there are still many who revere her teachings. 

“Breathe now. Your pain can wait.” – Telfyre, Seeker of Verity

The histories note worshipers of The Famished One favored labyrinthian temples. A trial intended to strand heretics in the gluttonous dark.

“I do wonder sometimes. Are they the parasites or we?” – Richard T. Yharam, Hand of the Host

“I take. You wither.” – Nessa Reed

The foremost spell in the Hand of the Host’s arsenal. Simple yet deadly.

Rumors told that Ralo Orthead feared the coming of The Pale Star above all. In his twilight years, it is said he founded The Institute of Verity for the sole purpose of developing methods to seal rifts between our world and the eldritch. 

“Has anyone seen my horse about? Admittedly, he is not actually a horse, but an eldritch construct. He may or may not desire the incineration of the other students.” – Shara Aenfel 

“…but I’ve no evidence for my theory. All I can offer is a few parting words. The dead do not kill. What then should we make of The Vacuous Tree, which has taken so many?” – Isla Macallister, Seeker of Verity

​The Pale Host’s first enforcers were known as Enchanter Knights. The order was disbanded in the late 18th century after the majority of its ranks disappeared investigating reported sightings of a ghost ship in the Black Sea.

None survived The Seventh Sun’s awakening.

“Do you see it? A light beneath the lake?” – Mira Orthead

Several accounts from the 7th century name the moon as a capricious Lord. Luckily for us, it seems to have fallen into slumber.

“Well, of course. Zeus was a pact-sworn, you know.” – Shara Aenfel

“…still I wonder why it has not been outlawed. Nearly fifty-three percent of those imprisoned within The Pale Gardens were former practitioners of Eldrmancy. Hardly seems a coincidence.” – Richard T. Yharam, Hand of the Host

A prototype of Aenfel’s earliest wards. Even long dead, the eldritch energies yearn to protect their late master.

“Do I still fear spiders? Young lad, I’ll have you know I’ve stared into the abyss itself… Of course I still fear spiders! They’ve too many legs!” – Shara Aenfel