Poets of Al’Kabor,
When I was a young adventurer, I was always exploring the portals of the Plane of Knowledge. One day I came across an interesting looking stone with "The Great Divide" carved on it. I will never forget my first trip to Velious. The first giant I ever saw, the Coldain Dwarves, the Velium clusters, the wurm cave, and that beautiful waterfall cascading down; shrouding the entrance to the Coldain city. I was instantly in love with the continent. I knew that eventually, it would be my home. I would always be found traversing the frozen wastes, in search of the inspiration I felt on that first journey.
I also have a certain fascination with the aesthetics of cold. Velious provided a different kind of chill, far different from the barren land of North Antonica. It gave me a certain “frozen inspiration,” a poetic chill that is still flowing through my veins. Ever since, I have felt as if I’m an ambassador of this inspiration. A Frozen Poet, whose heart belongs to the frozen wastes of Velious.
I want to share this inspiration with all of Al’Kabor. I invite any like-minded artists or seekers of inspiration to join with me and my band of poets. Together we can better understand the amazing aesthetics of Al’Kabor, and enlighten its inhabitants with the inspiration we’ve received. We are, The Frozen Poets of Velious.