Myconati

The city of Myconati was settled by the Mycelia in the center of the island A'bel and acted as the capitol of The Dauntier of Agaricus. All that is left of the city are ruins covered in a mass of blue fungi.

## Lore

There is much mystery as to where the Mycelia came from, whether they sailed over or spontaneously appeared. Their biology and sudden appearance continues to be a source of great interest of Mawun scholars exploring the city's remains. Evidence has been unearthed suggesting that during its heyday Myconati was the most populous city in The Dauntier of Agaricus. If someone wishes to enter the city, a crudely fashioned glass helmet must be worn in order to stop the air from poisoning their mind to insanity and eventually death. However, this has proven to not always be an effective way of protecting an explorer from the spores contaminating the air.

## Archaelogical Uncoverings

For centuries Myconati was a site for plunder during the brief dark times that arose during and after the collapse of The Dauntier of Agaricus. It was only until the formation of The North Sea Confederation that scholars began to scour through what was left for a glimpse into the lives of Myconati's long dead citizens. Only the oldest generation of Mawun still have knowledge of what the city used to be like. Items of interest that were uncovered included a book titled, *Ill Fated,* the only piece of literature to have withstood the tests of time. There was also evidence that they had brewing capabilities and farmed carrots, berries and sugar cane. The remaining structures of the city are mostly built of blackstone, nether planks and basalt, with flat rooftops. The largest structures are believed to have been temples to long forgotten gods. A small empty dock sits by the shore of the Warped Sea but no ships remain. Another testament to the oddity of Mycelia biology was discovered when Mawun scholars uncovered a perfectly preserved head showing no signs of rot. There have been rumors of a lone Mycelia living in the swamps near a city in Ataelia as told from Ataelia traders visiting Mawuna's harbor.

## Ill-Fated

*Good morning my future self. I've been traveling for many months now, over stone and under tree. My feet can't take one step further but I have finally found it! The lost stronghold with all its treasures holds itself before my eyes. The dwarves of Inhtbar had failed the test of time while its halls stayed behind. Many have heard the legend about this place and the mullet, but only I was able to find it. I was chosen by the spirits of the dead to reclaim the Iron mullet of Inhtbar! Me! The tales say that the Iron mullet fell in the river, lost...but...I translated ancient records found nearby that clearly stated that the mullet was never fully finished and therefore still buried in the smithery of this relic of the past. The only problem is getting in. One of my recent findings were some runes that said: TO ENTER...A FRIEND...TO PRESS...AND OPEN... Although my skills in this tongue are limited I believe I can make out that it has something to do with the two buttons above the stone faces...I am alone...I..can't share my findings! There has to be another way...my time is running out. My food is dwindling and I can't live off of snow! I've seen too many winters...I need answers now...*

## The Omen

A mysterious figure known as the Traveler visited the city of Mawuna on a mission to retrieve some lost artifact from the ruins of Myconati. Chancellor Nunam and Arikas, the gnome trader from Amastre, accompanied this cloaked figure to the ruined Infernium Shrine, atop of the mountain overlooking the ruins. The Traveler began chanting a strange incantation that went as follows:

The tided shores, lain with corpses,

Barren streets, strewn with voices

Gruntled blade, spoken sound,

My grasp is coming, heading nightbound

Hold my promise, hear my word,

I am coming, to this world

Eager hand, your cloak is young.

Your gaze hasn’t seen the bloody one

Stand you here, with the hope of peace.

I will tear you to shreds, piece by piece

The one has spoken

Afterwards, the Traveler warned that there would be a great evil coming to the world and that perhaps this same evil was somehow connected to the destruction of the city of Myconati.