Naamit (prime)/Kelleron

This is a creative work set in the world of Elanthia, attributed to its original author(s). It does not necessarily represent the official lore of GemStone IV.

Title: Kelleron, artifice of an Issimir Giantkin's kegritsha in pieces

Author: Naamit DMVMD-Braggiani and the Bloody Harpies

The working title for this Issimir giantkin short story is called Kelleron, artifice of an Issimir Giantkin's kegritsha in pieces

Chapter One

Atmakina, her weathered face illuminated by the warm glow of the fireplace, surveyed the room. Children perched on stools, eyes wide with anticipation, while seasoned adventurers leaned in, eager for a taste of the tale.

"Gather in little younglins, adventurers and seasoned caribou salt licks too," Atmakina gaped, her voice a comforting rumble of weird humor. "Tonight, I weave a tale of three sisters, a hidden treasure, and a test that chilled even the bravest hearts – the legend of the Kegritsha, and the origin of Kelleron." A hush fell over the room.

Atmakina chuckled wetly as she began, "Lonmala, Bolbeli, and Nolkari," her voice dropping to a thick whisper, "these weren't ordinary names, mind you. In the forgotten tongue, they meant something quite curious – Three Wishes, Two Secrets, and One Trial..."

A giantkin nursing a mug of ale in the background let out a chuckle, yielding a delicious tingle of unease in the children. Atmakina, ever the bard, paused for effect. "These sisters," she continued, her voice painting a vivid picture, "were giantkin, strong and adventurous, each possessing a magnificent, magical orb. Now, these orbs held immense power, but also a touch of mischief."

You see," Atmakina explained, "the orbs loved to test those who sought them. They'd hide in the most unexpected places, leading brave adventurers on merry chases, and for each one you found, you could have a wish!" A relieved sigh escaped the young listeners.

Atmakina grinned, her smile lined with wisdom. The children, rapt with interest, scooted closer. "But there was a catch," she said, her voice dropping a notch lower. "The true treasure, the sisters promised, could only be claimed by those who solved the secret of Lonmala, Bolbeli, and Nolkari."

The giantkin laughed heartily in the background.

"And that's the origin of the tradition we now celebrate as Kelleron, my little ones.

Though the three sisters are long gone, we celebrate the blood bond of kegritsha with you through a chance to reunite the orbs. But remember," she warned, her gaze sweeping across the room, "even the most beautiful treasures can have a hidden challenge."

The adventurers exchanged curious glances. "What kind of secrets are these, old Grinny Atmakina?"

"So," Atmakina concluded, her voice laced with a hint of mystery equal to mirth, "Well, that's for when you deliver the first orb to me."