In the woods of southern Kalea, approximately equidistant from Alvadas, Sultros, Kalinor and the Falandyrean ruins of Syka, sit the remains of an odd structure, void of any obvious significance. But any who stumble upon it become aware of its odd nature. There is a presence there that has great knowledge of past events, and may be persuaded to reveal somewhat if properly motivated. Understanding what may prompt this sentience to share its knowledge, however, is difficult to ascertain, even by scholars.
There is the added issue of the strange hostility toward any intruder’s presence. This hostility manifests as a sort of bad luck that immediately besets any visitors within a few miles with seemingly natural hazards. Sudden sharp winds blowing branches free to strike; animals that would normally be shy among humans suddenly becoming aggressive and attacking; storms blowing in to present the threat of lightning; flash floods, rock slides, etc. Some have even claimed to have been confronted by a man, with the glint of insanity in his eyes. This last scenario stems from the nature of this location’s origin.
During the war prior to the Valterian, a Nuit master alchemist conceived a theory to make his body as immortal as his spirit. He learned of the phenomenon of Qamur, a natural, djed-charged awareness which abhors change. An ancient holdover, possibly from the original birth of the world, Qamur develops randomly, lashing out at anything which tries to bring growth or change. There is speculation that the entire world may have been “Qamur” at the beginning.
The alchemist reasoned that if he could imbue his body with this nature, it would be changeless for eternity. For years, he studied patterns of rumors and documented accounts of this phenomenon and readied a body into which to transfer. And when the time and location was right, he took his activation ring and set out with a party of assistants to imbue his body with this manifest changelessness.

To his great fortune
and misfortune, The Valterian struck during his activation and he was affected to a degree beyond what he had hoped or anticipated. Both his body and mind were fused with the of Qamur. While he was graced with the physical permanence he sought, he found that he could never again leave that patch of woods. For over five hundred years he has been bound to this spot. And while he has access to all the Qamur’s amassed awareness of history prior to The Valterian, he knows almost nothing of what has transpired since.