~ Welcome to Ahnwyn, where Gods walk amongst men ~
A stone city stands strongly in the mountains, the cold blue eyes of the Mountain Father watching over it. A giggle alights through the woods, purple feathers gracing the ground as Wyn runs through. And on the coast, a figure of fire and judgement stands watching...and waiting.
This is your home, but your home is sick. For the past twenty years a rot has been festering, mutating and changing the land. And after your father gets corrupted, it's up to you to save him, and maybe the world as well.
THIS IS YOUR STORY
Customize your mc. play as a : high elf, wood elf, dwarf, human, or half-elf; each race which their own high fantasy features to choose from. Choose your pronouns and your sexuality. Gay or straight, trans or cis, everyone is accepted in Ahnwyn.
Choose your training background: A student at The Loom - a school for Weavers, A mercenary apprentice - learning how to be a Berserker, A trainee healer at Solara's Temple, or maybe you're a Finder - combing the woods for those lost within.
Fall in love - or don't, friendships matter just as much if not more in Ahnwyn. Everyone has their own goals, and their own feelings about the actions your mc takes.
Save your father : His life is in your hands
[ PROLOGUE ] - Added June 22, 2025
FEATURING
The Warden Aka Stonewall : A beast of a man who wields a great axe almost as large as he is. The Warden, Stonewall, the man who protects the city of Ogden's Rise, your father.
° You stare up at the giant of a man, tall and broad like a god's tree. Thick bands of brown cover his tiger's eye skin and red stained fingertips rest heavily on your shoulder. Kind chestnut eyes rest under a brow that's heavy even when he's amused. And the ginger beard covering his chin moves as he smiles.
Torren, the Priest : Gentle eyes and hands rest upon a body whose soul is filled with spite and rage. Torren, priest of Solara, Healer, a man sweet to his loved ones and cold to everyone else, your father.
° A laugh like bells fills the room, Torren's hand reaching up to cover his mouth in an attempt to stop himself. Lavender eyes full of mirth open back up to stare at you, his Indigo skin shining under the sunlight. He reaches up, tucking a strand of Lavender hair behind his pointed ear, still laughing lightly.
Lucian /Lucy, the happy finder : A loud laugh and bright eyes track your every move. Lucian, finder of people, lover of explosives, your best friend. [ mc canonically was best friends with Lucian growing up ]
° Loud is the only word to describe Lucian. Loud laughter rings through the courtyard as they grab the old woman's hands, their tawny skin standing striking against her ice blue. They jauntily spin her around in a circle, their honey blonde curls repeatedly falling into their green and blue eyes.
Huntress, the woman in the woods : Cold eyes meet your gaze, a notched arrow pointing at something rustling behind you. Huntress, keeper of the woods, Eletherin's chosen, your future partner [ mercenary or finder mc's will already know Huntress ]
° You stay out of her way. Jet Black brows furrowed as she walks across the clearing, hazel eyes scanning for something you can't see. She turns around suddenly, her olive hands resting on her hips as she regards you intently, permanent frown etched onto her face.
Elwyn, the information dealer : A smugly charismatic smile rests upon their face, the crowd of admirers swooning as they wave. Elwyn, the favored son, weaver prodigy, your future partner [ weaver mc's will already know Elwyn ]
° They chuckle, white eyes twinkling mischievously as you two stare at the latest suitor. You watch as they lean forward, shirt carefully falling to the side revealing an ice blue shoulder and chest to the air, white nails tap, tap, tapping on the table. The long white strands of their hair pool around them, and like usual, the elf looks almost otherworldly.
Caryden, the newcomer : Scarred hands grip the hilt of a bloodied sword, tattered cloak falling off their frame. Caryden, the escapee, the newcomer, the one who'll change everything.
° You force yourself to look down at the stranger, a multitude a white scars etching across his obsidian skin. He shifts, intense violet eyes locking onto you, and you know at once this man is dangerous. Even with the sickly sheen to his face, blue and black hair strands plastered to his forehead, his body trying to fight off whatever infection it has.
IMPORTANT INFORMATION
This is an 18+ story. There will be themes & mentions of : body horror, genre typical violence, blood..so much blood, animal death, death in general, the inherent violence of change, and nsfw themes. Tags will be updated as needed.
Elwyn is canonically genderfluid, and their pronouns will change throughout the story as well as how they present physically. If this is not your cup of tea, this may not be the story for you.
This is my first interaction fiction story + I have a full time job ( i work 11 hours a day ) + i will be a full time student again starting August. That is to say physical updates may be slow going but this blog will remain as active as the readers are.
Yes, nsfw questions are allowed, no cumflation will /not/ be happening. Thank you and enjoy.
I will be working on coding the next section i have throughout the week so i have a question to ask you guys. would you rather shorter but more frequent updates or longer updates that take longer to get out? Ill be writing and building and coding either way but it's up to you guys how often you get to see "finished" content
- an epic love story for the ages that caused the literal decline of the world as people know it ( still fleshing out the bbeg's background and story and it's shaping up PRETTY nicely )
- an actual government (?). We now have a Queen! Queen Aerindiel, one of the last true high elves, who's been alive since the height of the Old Kingdom. Also I've been researching (?) how city states work, and thinking more about the map and the world ( inkarnate im coming for you )
- Vague concepts of Queen Aerin's daughter, Princess Fiora. If I'm able to flesh her out enough she would because the new ro, but im still thinking about it.
- Concepts of one of the Dwarven cities, Kal'Durok
- Also might take out Torren and leave Stonewall as the primary parent, but let me know how you guys feel about that
love as a corrupting source. love as a corrupting source. love as the reason you abandon all morals and principles. love as the reason you change yourself mind, body, and soul. love as the reason you lose everything. love.
worried I'm putting too many choices in the beginning at once and people are going to get overwhelmed but at the same time the choices are important for flavor text i want to have later ugh
I want to officially thank you for making "unnatural" hair/skin/eye colors available 💕 I love when non-human beings can actually look different from humans, like elves in DnD can be green and yet. Yet! Everyone makes their elves just human colors (except for the drow)!!! Not me baybee, imma make my mc purple 💜💋
you're picking up what im putting down ! like this is a fantasy world why does everyone look like random people we'd see walking down the street?? so yess bring on purple mcs! but also humans will have access to the cool hair and eye colors too 😋 everyone gets to look cool asf
- really obsessed with the thought of people having natural multicolored hair ( like blonde & pink, brown & blue, brown, blonde, & pink, etc ) so that's gonna be a thing now during character creation
- also skin tones, im obsessed with being able to have pink, purple, blue, grey, etc skin tones so that's also gonna be a thing cause it's hot ASF
- also eye colors ! gold, pink, red, purple, and white will definitely be a thing cause once again... hot
- also been thinking more about the dwarves and their place in the story, cause i wanna have them but i has to make sense as well ya know
I feel like Huntress gives off a real tomboy™ vibe ( and she is! ) but she also is a lover of dresses and jewelry. unless there's a need for her to be quiet, she often has on both anklets and bangles that jingle slightly whenever she walks or moves. she also is a big fan of arm bands, and collects / buys jewelry whenever she goes.
fun fact! she does not wear necklaces, because she's very paranoid about someone grabbing her necklace and using it to choke her
I imagine him having a lot of scars, but I need to think about the exact ones he has. he's a very scary and off putting dude at first, second, third, fourth glance
