The Monastery of the Forsaken Cliffs, its founding date lost to the mists of time, was carved directly into the sheer, wind-battered granite of the highest peaks in the Cocker Mountains. For centuries, it has served as a sanctuary for the esoteric Order of the Tethered Soul, a sect of ascetics believing the cosmic Weave to be the universe's respiratory system. Unlike other magic-users, these monks practice Weave Integration, channeling magical energy internally to reinforce bone and muscle for powerful, agile strikes. Its remote location, with thin air and an even thinner veil between planes, is no accident, historically allowing the Order to act as silent watchmen for the Cocker region.
In a notable period of its history, Brother Jarel Trimble, a tormented elf master with a past involving genies, made the controversial decision to bring the young bugbear Dig to the monastery for training. Dig proved to be a prodigy, possessing an innate, almost frightening sensitivity to fringe energies. His unparalleled talent, however, ultimately led to his mysterious disappearance from the monastery. This event caused significant internal strife within the Order concerning the training of non-humanoids, a debate that continues to echo through its ancient halls.
The monastery now faces a profound spiritual emergency. Recent seismic and magical tremors, radiating from the Iron Mountain due to the unsealed chamber of Ursula Nachthex, have struck the ancient fortress with violent force. Because the monks open their souls to the Weave, they are acting as living lightning rods for the chaotic energy surging through Coia. This uncontrolled magical influx poses an unprecedented threat to the Order's very existence and the stability of its venerable practices.
In response to this escalating crisis, the High Abbot has issued a critical decree. The cliffside gates of the monastery have been sealed, not only to keep outsiders out but, more importantly, to contain the volatile, uncontrolled magic now radiating from the younger acolytes. The Monastery of the Forsaken Cliffs currently stands in a perilous state, profoundly destabilized by wild magic. Its future, like the peaks it inhabits, remains shrouded in an uncertain and chaotic mist.