Blotkeldur
The Blotkeldur is a Nightmare Realm in the Near Dreaming.
Overview
The nomadic acheri have never had a home realm, but if they did, some say the Blotkeldur would suit them. Cold, wet, and dismal, the Blotkeldur is an endless morass of poisoned marshes, shallow meandering rivers, and sickly scrub. Deep in the darkest regions of the realm are vast, cyclopean cities built from the denuded ivory bones of behemoths long extinct in all but the deepest Dreaming. The meeting place for the White Court before the Tessarakonta, their followers still gather here, hoping to curry favor with the pale gods by sacrificing humans and fae alike. During the War of Trees, a great Tuathan army drove the fomorians and their followers from the lands, but not before an entire army was slain.
Many believe that the shades of both the sacrifices and the fallen armies haunt the land. Jealous of the living, they seek to steal their warmth and draw them below the fetid waters. Despite the realm's inherent hostility, there are those who wish to possess its secrets. The Acheron fir-bholg and the fuaths from the bordering forests both claim preeminence over the realm, and many of both races have died here over the centuries. As recently as the Resurgence, two great war parties tracked each other through the swamp. Neither one was ever heard from again. Recent rumors whisper that the White Court has returned to their old fastness and again gather their forces.
- See also the Sword of Tethra
References
- CTD. Denizens of the Dreaming, p. 29.