Master Scribe Madera Selviol of the Obsidian Shrine of Iboth

When ages pass into dim obscurity, ancient gods, demons and devils become difficult to distinguish in the many contradictions of myth. The Shrine of Iboth is a place that manifests that ambiguity.

Lightning continuously rakes the high peaks of the Shaddarai mountains. Nestled in a high valley is the Shrine where the Scribes listen to the echoes of ancient eldritch voices and compile their codices.

Madera Selviol was ancient, though he appeared of middling years, his eyes held the quiet intensity of simmering magic and stoic centuries.

Hands raised over the Tome of Iboth, the Black Hammer of Gehedron, his patron, an ancient being of terrible power.

Incantations issued forth in a low mutter, energies coalesced from the pages.