Worlds of LoreFell
The Sphere
​​The worlds of LoreFell are not separate planes but layered dimensions stacked upon one another, forming a vast and intricate stratum within a single world. Each of the 36 worlds exists as a distinct realm, its own ecosystem of life, history, and struggle, yet all are bound together within the same grand sphere. The Skyvault, a construct of sacrifice and power, seals these layers from one another, ensuring that their barriers remain intact and preventing unchecked passage between them.
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Only the Fell, those chosen by the LoreMaster, may traverse these layers, slipping between the veils of reality at the LoreMaster’s discretion. To the inhabitants of each world, their realm is the only existence they know, unaware that just beyond the invisible boundary, countless others thrive, struggle, and fall. The Skyvault’s purpose is both prison and protection—shields against the vast unknown beyond the Sphere, yet also walls that keep the secrets of the layered worlds hidden. The LoreMaster alone holds the key, determining when and where the Fell may cross these divides, guiding them to the places where they are most needed.
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LoreFell has a campaign setting being designed for each of our 36 lineages. We will add them below as we explore and create them, along with links to various podcasts, stories, and live streams.
Valoria​
Valoria is a Dweller world, a realm where the echoes of ancient power linger beneath the surface, waiting to be reclaimed—or devoured. Once a flourishing kingdom, its lands were woven with potent leyline magic, a force that bound its people to their history, their rulers, and the world itself. Yet, that magic now lies fractured, its essence scattered like broken glass across the land. A great cataclysm, veiled in secrecy and sorrow, tore Valoria from its foundation, unraveling not only its magic but also its very history. Now, reality itself is fragile, and memories wane like whispers on the wind, leaving its people struggling to grasp the truth of their past.
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The world is one of ruins and shadows, where the Veiled Queen's influence seeps through the cracks of existence like an unrelenting tide. The land is fractured, its five great realms now lost to war, decay, and corruption. The forests grow twisted, their trees whispering secrets to the mist that lingers endlessly. The swamps are veiled in eternal gloom, their waters reflecting memories of the dead rather than the sky above. Great cities once stood as beacons of civilization, but now they are half-submerged ruins, their spires grasping at the heavens like skeletal remains of a bygone era. Magic still exists, but it is unreliable, dangerous, and often cursed, as if the very fabric of reality resists being mended. The people of Valoria live in fear—of the past, of the future, and most of all, of the Veiled Queen, whose presence lingers in the forgotten places of the world, waiting, watching, weaving her will into the tattered remnants of existence.