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Leadership

about

Ashfell wasn’t built from the sweat of others. It was born from blood, bone, and promises made in the dark—promises that held when nothing else did. You won’t find it marked on any map. You’ll know it by the ones who wear its name like a scar.

They’re not drifters. Not dreamers. They're shields with teeth—weathered by loss, sharpened by cold, and bound by a code older than most remember. Discipline holds them. Brutality keeps them breathing. And pain? Pain is the price of staying alive.

In Ashfell, scars aren’t shameful. They’re scripture. A record of what’s been endured. And no one stands without purpose—every life, no matter how small, carries weight.

ashfell will be claiming northwind summit once the bwp has concluded. for now, interested members may tag ronan in sleeping doe’s range, druid rise, or howling river once they begin to move up to shiverwood.