Created some Gazer pixel art 
The common Gazer we meet during out Grim Dawn journey
An angry Gazer! Stop farming overseer’s eyes
A happy Gazer, because you wear the gazerman
And he thinks you are one of them
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i wonder whats gazer species’ relationship with dreeg. because dreeg’s infinite eyes doesn’t seem to have any connection with aetherial gazers.
they are one of the few enemies where its really worth it to turn off gore in options to see them ragdolling around. even more hilarious when their body parts get too stretchy from all that ragdoll shenanigans.
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Hi everyone!
I made Grim Dawn’s gameplay with my song “Battlemage in Aether Village”…The game’s OST and caotical ambience inspired me for composing this song. Thanks 
GRIM DAWN - BURRWITCH VILLAGE | VETERAN | NEW SOUNDTRACK
Phoenix - Battlemage in Aether Village
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Dude, that´s one nice piece of soundtrack you composed there!
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hi everyone, do you enjoy new patch?
This is my first post on forum of GrimDawn.
I will show you my contents; another story of GD I imagined.
When I play new character, I make a little story for the character, probably you do too.
Of course I like almost all contents in this game. And especially I like Items, as components, weapons, equipments, etc, but also flavours of them.
So the story is inspired many many items and flavours.
Please enjoy short story in your break time with coffee !
- Original sentences are written by Japanese.(will post at a later date)→Done add at the bottom
- Let me know if you find out my ‘deadly’ mistake on English texts , because of using automatic translation.
Prologue 1
-Old lore passed down to the northern peoples-
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Look at your neighbor.
They don’t know languages, but they know people more deeply than you.
Since ancient times, nature has always been one with itself and things around. They knew and accepted each other without being aware of it. However, civilization gave birth to the ego of people, and eventually, people began to divide themselves from nature. So people have forgotten to look at themselves.
Look at your neighbor.
It is the beast, tree, rain, and wind.
They are familiar with everything by nature. As the beast fills hunger, as the roots of trees, as the rain soaks the earth, as the wind turns around. Seeing its existence, listening to it, smelling it, feeling the flow, and evoking ancient memories.
Look at your neighbor.
Are fellow people and those of other tribes keeping our teachings?
The beast, the god of guidance, transforms into a whim and watches over the world in subtle ways. Be one with nature and get his blessing. Then by catching a glimpse of a part of his power, you becomes a skilled guardian.
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The words spoken by old people to young are always boring, and even though the clothes they wear are different, their contents do not change. It is common for listeners to sigh when the old man is repeating the same thing and to suspect certain symptoms. On the other hand, it means that the important things are always the same. It’s immutable, so it’s not novel, but It is transmitted as a lesson to because of its correct
A tribe in the northern part of Cairn, when they reach adulthood, a young man aiming to be a shaman leaves the village where he had grown up for a wandering journey. The journey lasts from a few years to more than 10 years, and some never go home alive. They go to mountains and unexplored areas to obey old traditions for be recognized as new guardians, but in fact no one knew what to expect at the end of the journey. There is no particular endpoint such as getting an emblem of shaman, meeting a folklore person, or performing a ritual at the summit,The wandering journey continues until “Go around the area where the spirits live and be recognized as a new shaman”.
Therefore, it would be fine to aim for spirits, but Cairn had numerous spirits, which were also present in the mountains where the tribes live. However, there is nothing that became a shaman without going on a journey, and since spirits do not speak human language in the first place, they cannot communicate.Only Shaman can do that. It is believed that among the tribes, it will be recognized in some way after traveling to various places to introduce new shamans and being well known to the spirits.
“When I noticed, my body floated far above and looked down on the mountains of Cairn. Birds blessed me in the sky, and plants blessed me after I landed on the ground.”
The long-lived shaman talks about his memories of the trip,then the younger one also talks about his experiences while grooming the Wildcaller ornaments they wear during ceremonies.
"When I was led by an ancient forest and entered a cave, a huge tree that pierced the bedrock and expanded its roots was shining, and when the blue glittering fruit came to fruition in front of me, I could understand that I was blessed by the earth. "
furthermore,
"… I was spending time in a tent without being able to go down the mountain because I couldn’t cross the pass due to the blizzard. One night when I couldn’t go out for a few days and ran out of food, I suddenly heard a rumbling. I was prepared for an avalanche, dragged my frostbite body and turned my face out to see the final scenery, and a horde of yetis descending the summit rushed towards direction of me with splashes.
The terrifying sight caught my eyes, and without knowing whether I was shivering with cold, only a loud noise pierced the whole body. Then, at dawn, the snowstorm stopped, and countless huge footprints remained around. The long-lasting traces were littered with dead animals and nuts, and I gathered them hard to survive and filled my hunger.
Surprisingly, the mountain creatures that were hiding during the snowstorm flocked to the footprints, just like I did, and took advantage of them. It was like a tropical paradise, and the small animals and insects that were there shared time like a family."
Shamans pull out the stories of the heroes that is handed down to the tribe. All of them were unbelievable things that happened in reality, but there was no doubt about the shamanic power of those who were recognized.
The shaman was the pride and guardian of the tribe, so in the event of an emergency they fought bravely with the power of the spirits. Some summoned a storm, some manipulated creatures, and some swung a large ax, leaving it to the desire for blood, to knock down the enemies that were rushing in. Its appearance has been handed down and became a legend, and by the time the baby born in the village, especially the boys, became aware of it, everyone longed for it.
But reality is often different from ideal. Although they finally reached adulthood and left their hometown with joy and courage, some returned without being able to endure the harsh journey, some died on the way, and some lied that they were recognized by the spirits.
Family feelings are also more complex, and if a child becomes a shaman, it is a great honor and can contribute significantly to the prosperity of the tribe for decades. However, it was unlikely that he would return safely from his wandering journey, and that was almost always the last farewell.
The youth are a promising workforce and the next generation, so the village couldn’t afford to lose it. Candidates were carefully screened by the tribal chief and voluntarily decided whether to embark on a journey. Most were boys with qualifications of the second child or younger, and if there were any members of the same family who had traveled in the past, they had to be at least 20 years later. Less than 10% of people can become a long-sought shaman after a harsh journey through such a guidance.
In the village , shamans were often the only one at a generation , and of course there were ages when there are no shamans. Powerful nations seeking to expand their territory may attack the areas where ethnic minorities live, so the existences of shaman were rarely made public to the outside world.
The “wandering journey” , it was customary to send quietly one person out of the village every few years, but with hope of all over the tribe. And here too, there was a young man on a wandering journey with the tribe and his own expectations in mind. It was almost a year since he left his hometown.
-to be continued on Prologue 2
Original texts written by Japanese
北方の民族に伝わる古い伝承
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汝の隣人を見よ。
彼らは言語を知らないが、人について汝よりも深く知っている。
太古より、自然とは己と取り巻くものが常に一体であった。意識せずともお互いを知り、そして受け入れた。だが文明は人の自我を生み、いつしか人は自身と自然とを分かつようになった。それゆえ己を見ることを忘れてしまった。
汝の隣人を見よ。
隣人とは獣であり、木であり、雨であり、風である。
彼らはその自然体によりあらゆる物事に通じている。獣が飢えを満たすように、木が根を張るように、雨が大地を浸すように、風が果てを廻るように。その存在を見て、音を聴き、匂いを嗅ぎ、流れを感じ、古い記憶を呼び起こすのだ。
汝の隣人を見よ。
同胞や他の部族の者は我らの教えを守っているか。
導きの神たる獣は気まぐれに姿を変え、それとなく世界を見守っている。自然と一体となることで彼の祝福を得られよう。ついには力の一端を垣間見ることで、熟練の守護者となる。
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いつの時代も老人から若者に語られる言葉は大概退屈であり、纏う衣は違えどもその内容は変わらない。聞く側は、老人がまた同じことを繰り返していると溜め息をつき、ある種の症状の疑いを持つのが世の常だ。それは一方で、大切な事はいつも変わらない事を表している。正しいからこそ伝えられ、不変であるがゆえ目新しさは無く、教訓として刷り込まれるのだ。
Cairn北部地方のある部族では、成人を迎えると、シャーマンを目指す若者が今まで育った村を離れて、放浪の旅に出る。旅は数年から１０年以上の期間に及び、中には二度と故郷に戻って来ない者もいる。彼らは古い習わしに従い、新たな守護者に成ることを認めて貰う為、いくつもの山地や秘境へ向かうのだが、実のところ旅の終わりに何が待っているかは誰も知らなかった。シャーマンの証を取ってきたり、伝承者に会ったり、山頂で儀式を行うとかいった類いの具体的な終着点は無く、「精霊が住まう各地を廻り、新たなシャーマンとして認めてもらう」まで放浪の旅は続く。
では精霊を目指せば良いということになるが、ケアンには無数の精霊がおり、部族が住む山々にも存在していた。しかし旅に出ずしてシャーマンに成ったものはおらず、そもそも精霊は人語を話さないので意思の疎通などできない。それができるのはシャーマンのみだ。部族の間では、新たなシャーマンの顔見せの為に各地を旅し、精霊達へ十分に知れ渡った後に何らかの方法で認められると考えられている。
「気が付くと、体が遥か上空に浮かび、ケアンの山々を見下ろしていた。空では鳥達が、地上に降り立った後は草木が祝福してくれた。」
長寿のシャーマンが旅の思い出を語ると、儀式の際に着用するWildcallerの装飾品の手入れをしながら、年少者も自らの体験を話した。
「太古の森に導かれ洞穴に入ると、最奥では岩盤を貫き根を拡げた巨木が輝いており、その青く煌めく果実が目の前に実ったとき、大地に祝福されたことが理解できた。」
さらには、
「・・・猛吹雪により峠を越える事が叶わず、下山も出来ないままテントの中で過ごしていた。数日間外に出られず食料も尽きたある夜、突然地鳴りが聞こえてきた。私は雪崩を覚悟して、凍傷した体を引きずり最後の景色を見るために顔を外に出すと、山頂を下るイエティの大群が、飛沫を上げながらこちらへ猛進してきたのだ。
恐ろしい光景に目は釘付けとなり、寒さによる震えなのかもわからないまま、けたたましい音だけが全身を突き抜けていった。そして夜が明ける頃に吹雪は止み、周辺には彼らの巨大な足跡が無数に残っていた。その長く続く跡には、動物の死骸や木の実が散らばっており、私は生きる為に懸命にそれらをかき集め、空腹を満たした。
驚いたことに、吹雪の間は身を隠していた山の生き物達が、私と同じように足跡に群がり、その恩恵に預かっていた。その様はまるで南国の楽園のようで、あの場に居合わせた小動物や虫達が家族のように時間を共有した。」
と、部族に伝わる英雄譚を引っ張り出すのだ。いずれも現実に起こったとは信じられないような事柄ばかりだったが、認められた者のシャーマンとしての力は疑いようが無かった。
彼らは部族の誇りであり守り手でもあったので、有事の際には精霊の力を駆使し勇敢に戦った。ある者は嵐を呼び、またある者は生物を操り、またある者は血の欲求に任せるまま大斧を振り回し、押し寄せる敵をなぎ倒した。その姿は語り継がれ伝説となり、村で生まれた赤子、特に男子が物心つく頃には誰もが憧れる存在であった。
だが現実はしばしば理想と異なる。ようやく成人を迎え、喜び勇んで生まれ故郷を発ったものの、過酷な旅に耐えられず帰ってくる者や、途中で命を落とす者、中には精霊に認められたと嘘をつく者もいた。また家族の想いはより複雑で、我が子がシャーマンとなれば大変な栄誉であり、数十年に渡って部族の繁栄に大きく貢献できる。しかし放浪の旅から無事に帰ってくる可能性は低く、それが最後の別れとなる事がほとんどだった。
村としても若者は有望な労働力、次世代の担い手なので、おいそれと失うわけにはいかなかった。志願者は部族の長が慎重に審査を行い、その自由意思によって旅に出るかを決めていた。多くは第2子以下の資質を備えた男子で、さらに同族で過去に旅に出た者がいる場合は、少なくとも20年以上経過した後でなければならなかった。そうした巡り合わせを経て、過酷な旅路を終えて念願のシャーマンとなれる者は1割に満たない。
彼らは、その時代その村の唯一の存在であることが多く、当然ながらシャーマンがいない時期もあった。勢力の拡大を求める大国は、その時を狙って少数民族が住まう地域を襲うことがあるので、対外的にシャーマンの事が公にされることは少ない。
「放浪の旅」は、ひっそりと期待を込めて、しかし村をあげて数年に一人を送り出すのが慣習であった。そしてここにも、部族と自身の期待を胸に放浪の旅をしている若者がいた。故郷を出発してから、まもなく1年が過ぎようとしていた。
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Oh man… That was fantastic!! Keep this going, please!
Thanks replying and link! I’ll keep it up!
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Please do! The community could use more of this, many of us do it already from time to time but more is always welcome, and i really enjoyed what you wrote.
Now that, is TALENT.
Props sir!
when talking about shamans in cairn, you cannot left out mogdrogen at all. he’s the god (titan god?) of cairn’s wilderness & patron god of shaman guardians of cairn’s nature after all. the ravager/wendigo, the huntress, the animals constellation & amatok constellations are also related to shamans. quite a lot of gods & spirits there.
that being said, its good to see shaman stories in cairn. imo crate needs to expand more into the shaman tribes lore of cairn to delve more into mogdrogen’s mystery. the bits about shamans we have in AoM is nice, but it only explores cannibalistic ugdenbog shaman tribes. there are more kinds of shaman tribes out there.
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thanks advice. It is true. I implied a little it about mogdrogen at the 3rd sentences in the old lore.
basically I write the story for the sake of items in GD. I want to intend them more familiar to everyone(especially newbie).so in the future when I will focus items such as, set of Mogdrogen’s Tranquility, Herald of Amatok, Ravager’s Bite, I must write more deeply about gods. And maybe I guess I can show you a example of it in next posting
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Obsidian Defiler for a wallpaper 
My love towards those enemies is intriguing at times, which parts of their concept, design and story makes me gravitate towards those magnificient creatures
First argument would be having 4 arms, because my second favourite design is animated statue enemy from FG.Maybe I will find the true answer after 50 obsidian golem fanarts later
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what if those obsidian ravagers are a pale remnants of some celestials themselves? remember that the war of the gods was won by celestials who succumbed to the powers of the void. and maybe like c’hthon, they got shattered too.
i dunno, those four arms and somewhat eldritch like appearance kinda reminds me of korvaak himself, who is also four armed and looks like lovecraftian eldricth beings.
great idea. there are lots of gd items with interesting backstories and mysterious characters. imo item lores themselves are like 30% of the entire grim dawn lore.
Hi, this is a sequel of the short story I showed last time.
some unique names appear in this time, a journey of the young man has just started!
and enjoy Happy Halloween!
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- Original sentences are written by Japanese.(will post at a later date)→Done add at the bottom
- Let me know if you find out my ‘deadly’ mistake on English texts , because of using automatic translation.
Prologue 2
Family line of the young man has produced shamans in the past, and he was able to feel the existence of spirits from an early age. Since his father was the eldest son, he entrusted his children with the dream of becoming a shaman. It was natural for the young man to aim to be a shaman, probably because he was raised in the middle of five siblings and was said to have more spiritual power than the other four, so he had no particular doubts.
Fortunately, there was an active shaman in his village, and the young man was able to receive various guidance. The teacher was over 100 years old, but due to the power of the spirits, he was far younger than a normal person, and seemed to be only about half that age. The old shaman rigorously taught young man how to fight, traditional knowledge of travel, and the nature of the spirits, but because of his youth, all of them seemed to be annoying, and he only worked seriously on combat-style training.
While traveling, he was keenly aware of the importance of the teachings of that time, but that would be the path everyone would take to grow.
The young man barely crossed his first goal, the Ambar Mountains, and walked along the river to the west. On a clear day, He proceeded while tanning the skins of small reptiles caught along the way and replenishing valuable water when it rained. In the mountains before coming here, when he encountered a flock of wolves with sharp fangs or a giant bear, he fought if he could kill them, otherwise he threatened from a distance and avoid the fight. However, because he was so poorly equipped, he was inevitably hit by a painful blow When he was exhausted and caught off his guard.
“Well, routinely, the prey you kill should be separated not only for food, but also for fur, claws, horns, bones, and other usable items.”
He regretted every time he heard a voice of shaman saying, and decided to collect materials by the next destination.
Combining tanned skin with fish scales creates a cushioning material called Scaled Hide. Also, selecting fur such as a wolf and sewing it in a bundle, it will become a cloth ‘Dense Fur’ that can withstand a certain amount of cold. Simply putting these things on the back of jacket or breastplate will greatly reduce the burden of impact when hit.
Of course, it would be good if the equipment itself could be replaced with a sturdy one like a high quality ‘Explorer’s Garments’ , but there was no sign of a village that could supply. Still, it won’t be wasted if he make the material while he moves on the flat ground, and the surplus can be sold eventually. “The cheap stuff you wear is enough if maintained properly, and the expensive ones put you at risk,” said the old shaman.
The things young man had prepared in advance for the journey were of little use, but the familiar Cleaver was the correct answer. Even if the blade broke, it could be used as a blunt instrument, so he didn’t have any problems with the weapon for the time being. And how many times has he been grateful for the sturdy leather bag given to him by his teacher? If it rained a little, he could store anything without getting his luggage wet. The young man’s footsteps were still light, and while eating dried meat, he headed for the Tachinoa Valley, which is a border far away.
A few weeks later, there was a young man walking on a mountain road in the rain with large polka dots. Looking down at the river that walked along, he was overwhelmed by the magnificent nature that spreads forward, and he admired the huge flora and fauna, insects and birds that he had never seen.
The large flowers blooming on the steep cliffs turned upwards hard while being hit by the rain, and a fist-sized bee made an eerie feather noise in search of its nectar. Immediately behind, a lizard about one meter in length sticks to the rocky area, waiting for an opportunity for insects to stop on the petals. In the sky, big birds over 5m in size were flocking in spite of the rain.
This land, far from civilization, apparently retains its ancient appearance, and the young man expected there to serve his purpose. After crossing this valley, he will enter the territory of Urigit, a great power in the west.
The Tachinoa Valley is located in the middle of a mountain range that straddles the border diagonally, and the Nuzoo Mountains, which cross from the arid region on the west side to the cold region on the east side, boast the greatest ecosystem. Further to the west, the Sid Mountains leading to the desert area are connected, and the three mountain ranges including the Ambar Mountains that young man have crossed were called Cairn’s Ark or the Garden of the Gods.
The Nuzoo Mountains, located in the center, have appeared in the myths and fairy tales of various countries due to their abundant nature and its geographical factors. Among them was a legend about shamans.
… More than a thousand years ago, when gods and spirits still lived with people, there were always several shamans in the village. The number of shamans that year was four, and the village was always peaceful thanks to those who were good at handling spirits.
At one point, a petite shaman who was too bored said. “Let’s see who can climb the fastest to the top of the highest mountain in the Nuzoo Mountains.” It is said that the gods and thier servants live on the summit, And older shamans who were afraid to offend them objected, but other shamans who were very bored accepted the proposal.
In this way, a petite shaman, a tall shaman, and a fat shaman competed. From the foot of the mountain, they went on different roads and aimed at the summit while overcoming obstacles and monsters along the way, but in the end all three could not reach the summit. The petite shaman who was the closest to the spirits lacked physical strength, the tall shaman who had outstanding weapon skills lacked wisdom, and the fat shaman who was proud of his power lacked agility.
However, the three wanted to meet the gods and cooperated to aim for the summit again. This time, they reached near the top, but they finally gave it up because of the eternally unclear thunderstorm “Yellow Snake Cloud” near the summit. The three were so disappointed that they tried to leave the mountain. At that time, a voice is heard from the sky after lightning strike.
“Son of man, you have entertained us to the fullest. We will reward you. You can come again anytime.”
And when the thunder and lightning stopped, there was a statue of a snake on the ground, allegedly carved by the gods. It is said that the delighted shamans brought back the statue and worshiped it in the village for generations.
There is another anecdote in this story. The gods gave them a set of adornments, not statues, and each shamans insisted on his own deserving of the gift. None of the shamans would compromise on their opinions, Finally they fought fiercely each other and did not return to the village.
Regarding the whereabouts of the adornments, they fought for three days and three nights, but they couldn’t settle and wore each of them in three parts, or one who survived the battle took them away, or the adornments were burned by a lightning strike of the angry gods after all three died in a fight, etc, and there were various endings depending on the area where it was handed down.
What the stories all have in common is that three settlements were formed by the believers who followed after the three shamans. The myth of The Stormserpent says, three villages still remain and worship the first shamans and the celestial gods.
The young man quickly realizes that the unexplored region where there is no shortage of adventures of such heroes is a place that humans cannot easily enter.
-to be continued on Prologue 3
Original texts written by Japanese
彼の一族はシャーマンを輩出したことがあり、自身も幼い頃より精霊の存在を感じる事ができた。父親は長男であった為、シャーマンを目指すという夢を子供達に託した。若者は5人兄姉の真ん中で、他の4人より強く精霊の力を宿した子と言われて育ったせいか、シャーマンになることは自然な事で特に疑問は持たなかった。
幸い、村には現役のシャーマンがおり、様々な指導を受けることが出来た。指導者は100歳を超えていたが、精霊の力により常人より遥かに若々しく、その半分ほどの年齢としか思えなかった。老シャーマンは、戦いの心得、旅の知識、精霊の性質などを厳しく教えたが、若すぎる身にはどれもお節介としか感じられず、彼が真面目に取り組んだのは実戦形式の立ち合いぐらいだった。
今、旅の最中に当時の教えの大切さを痛感していたが、それは人が成長する上で誰もが通る道であろう。
若者は、最初の目標であったアンバール山脈をやっとの思いで越えて、西に向かって川沿いを歩いていた。晴れた日は、道中で捕らえた小型の爬虫類の皮をなめしながら、雨が降れば貴重な水分を補給しながら進んだ。ここに来るまでの山中では、鋭い牙を持つ狼の群れや巨大熊に遭遇すると、仕留められそうであれば戦い、そうでなければ遠くから威嚇して戦いを避けていた。しかし、あまりにも粗末な装備をしていたがゆえに、疲労がたまったところに不意を突かれると、どうしても手痛い一撃をもらってしまう。
「良いか、日頃より倒した獲物は食用のみならず、毛皮や爪、角、骨など利用できるものにばらしておくのだ。」
という声が聞こえてくる度に後悔し、次の目的地までには素材を集める事にした。
なめした皮と釣った魚の鱗を組み合わせれば、Scaled Hideと呼ばれる緩衝材ができる。また、狼などの毛皮を選りすぐり、束にして縫い合わせれば、ある程度の寒さにも耐える帷子~Dense Fur~となる。こういったものを外套や胸当ての裏に仕込むだけで、打撃を受けた際に衝撃の負担はだいぶ少なくなる。もちろん装備そのものを頑丈な品に交換できれば良いが、調達できそうな人里の気配は全く無かった。それでも平地を進んでいる間に素材をこしらえて置けば、無駄になることは無いだろうし、余ったものはいずれ売ることもできる。それに「身につける物は手を入れた安物で十分、高価な品は身を危険にさらす」と師である老シャーマンも言っていた。
旅に備えて事前に用意した物は、ほとんど役に立たなかった一方で、使い馴れたCleaver(肉切包丁)は持ってきて正解だった。刃ぼれしたとしても鈍器として使えたので、当面武器に困る事はなかった。そして師より渡された丈夫な革袋に何度感謝したことか。多少の雨であれば荷物を濡らさず、大げさに言えばなんでも収納できた。まだまだ若者の足どりは軽く、干し肉を食いちぎりながら、遥か先の国境であるタチノア渓谷を目指した。
数週間後、大粒の水玉が降り注ぐ雨の中、山道を行く若者の姿があった。沿って歩いて来た川を下に眺めながら、前方に広がる雄大な自然に圧倒され、巨大な動植物や見たことのない虫、鳥類などに彼は感嘆した。急斜面の崖に咲く大きな花は、雨に打たれながらも懸命に上を向き、その蜜を求めて、拳大にもなる蜂が不気味な羽音をたてていた。すぐ後ろでは、体長1mほどの蜥蜴がピタリと岩場に張り付き、花弁に虫が止まる機会をうかがっている。空には5mを越える大きさの怪鳥が、雨をものともせず群れをなしていた。
文明から遠く離れたこの地は、どうやら太古の姿を残しており、若者は目的が果たされる期待を抱いた。この渓谷を越えると西の大国ユリジットの領土となる。
タチノア渓谷は、国境を斜めにまたぐ山脈地帯の中ほどにあり、人を寄せ付けない西側の乾燥地帯から、東側の寒冷地帯へと横断するヌーズー山脈は随一の生態系を誇る。さらに西側には、砂漠地帯へと続くシド山脈が連なり、若者が越えてきたアンバール山脈とを合わせた三連の山脈地帯は、ケアンの方舟とか神々の庭などと呼ばれていた。なかでも中央に位置するヌーズー山脈は、豊富な自然とその地理的要因から、様々な国の神話やおとぎ話に登場し、その中にはシャーマンにまつわる伝説もあった。
・・・千年よりもはるか昔、まだ神や精霊が人々と共に暮らしていた頃、村には常に数人のシャーマンがいた。その年の数は4人で、精霊の扱いに長けた彼らのおかげで村はいつも平和だった。
ある時、あまりに退屈であった為、ヌーズー山脈で一番高い山の頂上まで誰が最も早く登れるか試してみよう、と小柄なシャーマンが言った。山頂には神々とその僕が住むと言われ、その怒りを買うことを恐れた年長のシャーマンは反対したが、とても退屈していた他のシャーマン達はその提案を受け入れた。
こうして、小柄なシャーマンと背の高いシャーマンと太ったシャーマンの3人が競争することになった。山の麓からそれぞれ違う道を行き、道中の障害物や怪物を退けながら山頂を目指したが、結局3人とも登頂を果たせなかった。最も精霊と親しかった子柄なシャーマンは体力が足りず、武器の技量が抜きん出ていた背の高いシャーマンは知恵が及ばず、力自慢の太ったシャーマンは俊敏さが欠けていた。
しかし、どうしても神々に会いたくなった3人は、協力してもう一度山頂を目指した。今度は頂上近くまでたどり着いたが、山頂付近の永遠に晴れることのない雷雲「黄蛇の雲」に阻まれ、ついに登頂を断念した。3人は肩を落とし、山を去ろうとした。その時、天から稲光と共に声が聞こえてくる。
「人の子よ、そなた達は存分に我らを楽しませた。褒美を取らす。又いつでも来るが良い。」
そして激しい雷鳴と落雷が止むと、地面には神々が彫ったとされる蛇の彫像が佇んでいた。喜んだシャーマン達は像を持ち帰り、村では代々それを大事に祀ったとされる・・・。
この物語には別の逸話がある。神々が贈ったのは彫像ではなく、一組の装飾品で、シャーマン達は自身こそがそれを身につけるに相応しいと主張し、互いに譲らず、激しく争い村には帰らなかった、というものである。装飾品の行方については、三日三晩戦ったが決着は付かず３つに分けて各々身に付けた、戦いで生き残った1人が持ち去った、３人とも相討ちで死んだ後に、怒った神々が落雷で黒焦げにした等、伝承した地域によって様々な結末を迎えた。共通しているのは、村に帰らなかった彼らを追って信奉者が集まり、３つの集落が出来上がったということだ。今も集落は残っており、初代のシャーマンと天空の神々を崇めている、とThe Stormserpentの伝説は語る。
そうした英雄達の冒険譚に事欠かない秘境は、人が容易に侵すことが出来ない地だということを、若者はすぐに思い知る。
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in grim dawn reality however… cheap stuff are for levelling. expensive stuff are for permanent convenience. no repairs needed! unless we can consider buying buff potions & salves as repairing activity.
if i had to guess roughly… the story must be taking place around asterkarn mountains & valleys. those places are the prime location for shaman tribes. but sadly we only encounter groble tribes & beasts there.
speaking of groble tribes… the grobles, half-trolls & trogs also have strong shamanistic cultures it woulf be interesting to see how the human shaman tribes interact with them.
i sense that the luminari or some inquisition organizations will inspect the shaman tribes at some point. the stormserpent cult was outlawed because of them. who knows how many tribes got the bad ends when the luminari goes merrily in its purge of ‘heretical’ cults. though there are also some inquisitors who make good uses of shaman powers & items to aid their quests.
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yes, thanks. I sketch it watching screenshot of GD
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I like lore of luminari and inquisitor also. they often intersect other masteries as you say.