Here is Amblem’s lore, as described reluctantly by Seth the Gluttony Demon:
Okay, so you have this big guy who is obsessed with my best friend, Malik. (Mal-ik) The author gets annoyed when people mispronounce our names.
Okay, so there is this tired, Fallen Angel who acts like everything is an inconvenience, yet always seems to get up and help. That’s Malik.
Anyway.
I have a hot wife; her name is Raak. And there is this dragon named Rin who is in love with a seraphim. And then a random human- well, we’re not sure who she is; she showed up after some bandits were transporting her, and Fen got all “let’s be heroes” and saved her.
Fen is a wolf, by the way.
Her name is Talula.
And all this happened after, like, us being in the City Below, a city built in the ground in a pocket portal by three witches. Apparently the moons are named after them.
And so we’re not up on the surface more than six hours after spending twelve years underground when we somehow end up meeting this purple angel-demon. I am not sure what she is. The chosen one, maybe?
Hold on, let me light a cigarette.
Anyway. Malik claims he didn’t adopt Talula. This is false.
So Talula is all like “let’s go on a treasure hunt to find the dagger,” and I am all like “woman, I just wanna find my wife,” and then the dire wolf (Fen) sides with her. And then Malik sides with her, and Talula adopts a floating deer skull. Don’t ask.
And now we’re all on this hunt for a dagger that The Brotherhood, a religious cult, and The Council, the government, is trying to find.
And while we’re doing all this, the literal wrath demon becomes the leader of the government and kidnaps my best friend.
Nobody seems particularly concerned about this.
And there are two suns. Hugyn is the normal one. Munyn is a black sun that somehow manages to be hot without producing any light.
Don’t ask me how that works. Ask Malik.
Then there are three moons: Velk, Droth, and Mors.
I hate Mors.
Anyway, the sky broke twelve years ago, and Mors and Munyn got stuck up there together. Imagine trying to survive under a hot black sun and a cold black moon for twelve years.
It was awful.
No one knows what Droth really does except be red, and the farmers start harvesting around that time.
Velk and Hugyn are the only two moons and suns most similar to your Earth’s moon and sun, but like I said, Hugyn is only up for like eight hours a day.
So it’s eight hours for the day, and then whatever moon rises is the rest of the sixteen-hour day.
So Velk causes Fen to turn into a human. He’s a wolf cursed to turn into a human by his father, and then the wrath governor cursed him with a different curse involving Fen’s soulmate, Ezra. They can’t look at each other.
It’s a whole thing.
So like the entire time Fen’s yearning some mythical fox woman.
Malik is confused.
Talula is whispering to a stag skull that talks.
And I just want to find my wife.
Also, there are pocket portals; a year in a pocket portal is two years in Amblem.
Unless they are illegal, and that’s when The Council gets involved. But you can just pay them off.
Anyway, welcome to Amblem.
I would leave if I could.
