The Lore

In the drowned swamplands of Doaden, an impossible light burns. A flame so pure it pierces the veil between worlds. Drawn to its brilliance came the Moth Queen.

To her followers, the beacon is salvation, a cleansing fire that strips away flesh and sin alike. Around the Waybeacon they gather, shedding their humanity in pursuit of a light that can never be grasped. For in the Cult of the Moth, illumination and oblivion are one and the same.