Part III: Natives of the Planes

Here stand the peoples, beasts, and guardians native to the Anchor planes, the Harmonics, and the Veil. Each plane is ruled by one current of the cosmos, and its natives are that law in living form. The hunters of the Frost-Bound move without a sound and freeze what they bite; the travellers who stay too long beside the Apex-Born become smiling statues.

Few of the peoples of Caeldon have met any of these beings, and what they know of them comes mostly from travellers' tales, which are often wrong. Some can be met nearer home: the Voice-Mimics call from the fog of the Veil in the voices of the people a traveller loves.