“Wait. Do you hear that? Night. The spirit of life. It is calling you. Have no fear, child. It is the singing frog. It is your grandfather. It is the rain. It is the old mangrove tree. It is your mother. It is that cloud. It is this grain of sand. It is me. It is you. Look upon your reflection and listen. Will you answer?”
- Tazri Swampcaller -
Despite existing in an otherworldly domain of death, the vast, tropical swamps of Zulrogg (ZULL‑rawg) teem with life. Underneath a dense canopy of twisting, vine-choked trees, each stage of the cycle of life, death, and rebirth thrives in harmony with the others, as do the plants, animals, and peoples of the province. Primal and ancestral spirits drift back and forth through the veil, offering their wisdom and guidance to those who seek it.
Although this treacherous swamp is rife with dangers of all varieties, it also provides everything needed for survival to the people of the province, including the bogborn, who emerge from the mire after rebirth. Forming unbreakable bonds with the bog’s beasts, both natural and supernatural, they enjoy rich and fulfilling lives that are intertwined with the wilds and led by the wisdom of the spirit priests revered by this society.