Aethelgard Lost Memories

The flickering gaslight casts elongated shadows across the cobblestone alley, painting the scene in hues of dread and anticipation. You awaken with a gasp, the acrid scent of coal smoke and something metallic clinging to the air. Your head throbs, a dull, insistent ache that pulses with each strained breath. You remember nothing. No name, no purpose, just the cold, unforgiving reality of the grimy alley walls pressing in around you. The air itself seems to vibrate with a low, almost imperceptible hum, a silent chorus of forgotten languages and fractured memories. Above, the oppressive weight of the city looms, a labyrinthine tangle of rooftops and spires that pierce the inky sky. Rain begins to fall, a fine, persistent drizzle that quickly soaks through your worn clothes, chilling you to the bone. In your trembling hand, you find a single object: a tarnished silver locket, intricately engraved with a symbol you don't recognize, yet feels strangely familiar. It's cool to the touch, radiating a faint energy that seems to settle the frantic beat of your heart, just a little. A guttural growl echoes from the darkness beyond the alley mouth. Something is watching you. Something hungry. This is not your world. Not anymore. You are adrift in Aethelgard, a city built upon the bones of forgotten empires, a place where clockwork automatons stalk the streets alongside creatures born of nightmare. Magic is real, but twisted and corrupted, a dangerous tool wielded by power-hungry guilds and clandestine cults. Your amnesia is not a random misfortune. It is a key. A key to unlocking a conspiracy that threatens to unravel the very fabric of reality. You are a pawn, yes, but also a weapon. You are the only one who can remember. You are the only one who can stop them. The choice is yours: succumb to the darkness that consumes Aethelgard, or rise above it and reclaim your lost identity. But be warned, the truth is a dangerous commodity, and those who seek it often find themselves buried beneath its weight. What do you do?