Aethelgard Lost Memories

The salt wind whips at your face, carrying the cries of gulls and the acrid tang of brine. You cough, spitting out a mouthful of seawater. The sky above is a bruised purple, just before the dawn cracks. You're lying on a coarse, black sand beach, your limbs heavy and uncoordinated. You try to sit up, a groan escaping your lips. Your head throbs like a drum beaten by a madman. Where… where are you? And more importantly, *who* are you? Fragments flicker in your mind: a towering ship, a storm of unprecedented ferocity, the chilling scream of tearing wood. But they are incomplete, like shattered mosaics that refuse to form a coherent picture. You pat your pockets, finding them empty save for a small, tarnished silver coin etched with an unfamiliar symbol - a serpent coiled around a skull. You push yourself to your feet, the world swaying precariously. The beach stretches before you, a desolate expanse framed by jagged cliffs that claw at the turbulent sea. Further inland, you see a dense, unnatural forest, the trees twisted and gnarled like the limbs of the damned. This place feels…wrong. Unnatural. A low growl rumbles from your stomach. You're starving. Thirsty. Lost. And completely alone. As the first sliver of dawn paints the sky a blood red, you notice something moving amongst the rocks further down the beach. A figure, hunched over something. It's too far to make out any details, but the silhouette suggests a creature far too thin and spindly to be human. A shiver runs down your spine. This is only the beginning. You have no memory, no possessions, and no idea where you are. But one thing is certain: survival on this cursed island will demand every ounce of cunning, strength, and perhaps even ruthlessness you possess. Are you ready to face the mysteries of Aethelgard? Are you ready to rediscover who you are, or perhaps become someone entirely new? Your story begins now. Choose wisely.