LoreLocationsO Nazerack Expresso

Historically, souls belonging to those who were sacrificed in the name of the Gods were destined to remain lost between realms - not belonging to the mortal realm, and unable to reach an afterlife because they had been marked as property of whichever deity they were sacrificed for. As such, these unclaimed souls languished between life and death, trapped forever in a purgatory of endless monotony.

This changed after the birth of the Rustic God Nespera was born in the Cthonic realm of Mag Duinn. In an attempt to fashion her pocket of the underworld as a flourishing paradise, she opened the doors to these souls, offering them a chance for rebirth in her garden.

In an attempt to ferry these souls from the Upper Sphere to her realm, she had a spectral vessel constructed that would gather those awaiting rebirth from the surface and deliver them to her home in Dubh Sliogán where the Goddess would fashion them a new whimsical form. This nameless ship was piloted by The Wondrous Boatman, a timeless specter carrying a staff carved of Nespera's own ulna, which she pulled from her arm as a means of lending her power to the mysterious being.

A New Age

In AC'0, which followed the arrival of the Primordial Nazerack in the realm of Mag Duinn, a vast tunnel had been carved between the ethereal Cthonic realm and the physical realm of the mortal world, which served as a vast channel making travel to the surface a fast and painless endeavor. No longer needing to traverse a labyrinthian maze of spiritual currents, the Boatman could now move directly between Mag Duinn and the fissure in Gallacão outside the village of Moradu.

Additionally, the flesh shed by the great god Nazerack carried immense spiritual power. By harnessing this source of power, The Wondrous Boatman was able to craft a new vessel significantly larger and faster than his previous spectral boat. He christened this boat in the name of the God who opened the path for him, and who's flesh drove the engine of his passage.

The Ship of the Damned

One of the unforeseen consequences of this new ship, is that the engine itself demanded sacrifice. Considering that Nazerack was, itself, a powerful God, some of the most hopeless lost souls would be offered as fuel for the beating heart of the ship. The longer these souls spent aboard the Nazerack Expresso, the more despondent they would become and, therefore, more likely to be fed into the furnace.

Though this would seem a conflict of interested, it was after AC'0 that a powerful being from the surface arrived and took the position as Lord of the Land. Nespera grew distant and Lord Glumbo took up the mantle of her work. Considerably less focused on the task of reincarnation for the sacrificed souls, the Nazerack became a sort of enterprise that served to propagate itself: most souls collected by the ship simply bound to become fuel to drive the ship onward to collect more souls. Lord Glumbo also took to riding the ship as his own pleasure cruise, and saw the loss of a few sorry souls as a fair price for the convenience and comfort.

Wreck of the O Nazerack

In AC'200, a shadowy stowaway managed to sneak itself onboard the night of the Festa do Anastasis, somehow using a temporal distortion as a mask to his legitimacy. That same night, a group of mortals opted to ride the ship, offering themselves as sacrifice to the Boatman in order to board - not as spirits, but as physical beings.

Though the intruder was able to complete its mission of corrupting the flesh of the God and derailing the ship from its spiritual current, these adventurers, formerly of the AAA Fixers For You, were able to stop the rampage of the enraged heart. As such, the ship crashed in The Outlands near the village of Aldeia de Raiz.

After a brutal battle with the freed flesh of the God Nazerack, the boatman took what what left alive of the heart and retreated back to the Torre An Athnuaithe in hopes to revive the spectral engine. Currently the wreckage of the ship lies in the crater it left in the outlands, though the remainder of the divine flesh was consumed by a dark sorcerer named Svorcra.

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