Mauwkeep

In the borderlands and desert roads where ash gathers in drifts, some whisper of a lesser goddess called Mauwkeep. Traders speak of her as the Lady of Black Sand, a veiled spirit who walks beneath a crescent moon, her face half young and half ancient. It is said she listens in silence—appearing only in dreams, or in the still moments when the wind dies and the dark feels heavy.

Her symbol is a golden coin bearing two faces, and those who carry it claim fortune comes with a price. Scholars mutter that her teachings are found in a strange, half-forgotten diary that has driven more than one reader toward ambition… or madness.

Most dismiss her as a desert superstition. But in places where ash moves against the wind, and where coins gleam a little too brightly in the dark, people tend to speak her name softly—if at all.