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I am as world trees have ever been since the dawn of time. I watch, I understand. And I remember.


Nyralim, the Unbreaking, has limbs that cannot be shattered by any force - physical or magical. The great tree, one of the ancient Ring of Keozai, speaks to the Fae and mortals around it through visions, showing possible futures to those it deems worthy.

Nyralim has been a watcher of sorts since time began. Due to age (he existed since the dawn of time), he is highly respected among them and his words have much weight with the Court of Summer.


The Fateless One meets Nyralim as a part of Old Friends, New Foes.


Come closer, little curiosity...
The curious one seeks a way to the Fae, but it has found its way to the boughs of the world tree, instead. Rest, quickling, and I may study you.

upon your first meeting.

Look around you, and I am all that you can see. My roots spread across Dalentarth. My leaves read the winds from Frostbrine Coast to Alabastra. My family and I circle this world. We were saplings when your kind emerged from the dark and we will grow with you until this world burns once again.

when asked: What are you?

My roots spread wide and deep, and I have heard what brought you here. But I cannot see where you go hence. The time of the Fae is passing: I must shelter them in their twilight, and protect them from the corruption that spreads in their kin to the east.
The gardens of fate are clear to me, and all that ever shall be are visible in its blooms. Ysa's end has always been certain, buried beneath prismere blades. I can only hold back the tide. But you... perhaps you can change the currents. Where you tread, you mark all you touch. Before I would help you, I must know: will you be a kind gardener, or a careless reaper?

if you choose the response: I can help the Fae.

Yes, but will it be for the better? I cannot stop you from trying, but perhaps I can guide your efforts. A tribe of trolls has been corrupted with prismere Their matriarch, Gnarsh, has united the clans in the first step on the path of Dalentarth's demise. You can change this fate, but to what? In doing so, you may awaken a more dangerous threat. Like your ally, Alyn Shir...

if you choose the response: I can change Ysa's fate.

She walks a deep and tangled path - one that you walked alongside her, before your death. But your path is your own now. Defeat Gnarsh. Remove the taint of prismere. Then I shall see who you are, if not who you will become.

about Alyn Shir.

The Troll matriarch and her brood await at Haxhi. Their corruption burns my roots and threatens our future.

when asked: Where is Gnarsh?

The troll matriarch. Prismere has corrupter her, making her cruel, cunning, and far more ambitious than her brethren. She bears the marks of the Tuatha, and she shares their murderous intent.

when asked about Gnarsh.

To creatures of flesh, like yourself, prismere is a powerful tool to harness magic. But to creatures of pure magic, like Tuatha or Trolls, prismere is so much more. To them, it is a curse, a blessing, and a rapture all in one. It drives them and consumes them. And to the weak-willed, it corrupts them utterly.

when asked about Prismere.

Like the sun in the sky, they knew me when I was a sapling, and they will know me when I rot. But they will never know change, nor know to save themselves from their patterns. Only one Fae has ever truly changed, and he now leads an army to destroy your kind.

when asked about the Fae.

I can no longer ignore the quicklings like your kind, who rush through the world. Ever anxious. Ever eager. Ever evolving, but never changing. Fools who hack at my roots and burn. And sometimes, sages who hang from my branches and learn.

when asked about the "Quicklings".

The fates of quicklings are very simple. Growing, consuming, expanding, dying. And always rushing predictably along your paths. You are unique among them; you decide your own direction. But does that mean you will choose anything different?

when asked about the Fate.

The last great Fae city. At once the birth of their dream, the throne of their great realm, and the death bed of their kind. In thanks to High King Titarion, my boughs stand vigil over their city in their twilight. Only by my leave may visitors see them in their weakness.

when asked about Ysa.

Alyn Shir is a mystery and a simplicity. She is focused in a way few quicklings are. Her dedication is true, but I do not know the cause. Together, you have walked dark paths beneath my boughs. You knew one another before your death. Or... thought you knew each other.

when asked about Alyn Shir.

Walk your path... and watch your ally.

Upon your return from Haxhi Dam, and your triumph over Gnarsh:

You return, and in your wake, Dalentarth blossoms. The flow is rearranged, now and forever. Gnarsh's brood is at an end. You have destroyed what was written, and make a new fate for Dalentarth. Even your darkest ally walks a lighter path. And yet, the Tuatha still spread, marching with Prismere and pain. You have only delayed our doom.
You have the power of an immortal, and yet the humility to ask for help? Little one, I envy your grace. You shall carry my blessings with you. You must know this, quickling: the age is changing. Immortals are passing, and the future belongs to the young races - if there is a future to be had. Go, and stand at the Heart of the Sidhe. There, you will find Ysa. And perhaps you will find wisdom, as well.

if you choose the response: Can you help me? (succeeding in persuasion attempt).

Gnarsh and her brood would have spread across Dalentarth and brought the taint of prismere with them. So it forever was to be - until you set about to stop it.

when asked about Gnarsh.

Only the path of your own choosing. Stand at the Heart of the Sidhe and if that path includes the Gardens of Ysa, I shall allow it.

when asked: What lies before me now?

May your path be long, and ever-green.


  • The World Tree trope is common in media. Nyralim may be an homage to another famous sapient, benevolent and giant tree, the Great Deku Tree from the Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time. Both are likely inspired by Yggdrasil, the World Tree of Norse Mythology.