“As you slumber amongst the soil you cease to be, leaving what was always mine. Let the sea of time bring those pieces home to me”
Osseus lurks from the mighty Dolmen Spires that tower high above the Dolmen Shores; jagged coastlands covered in bones that wash up like driftwood.
As the god of Bone and Sinew, he exists across the seas of time in the ‘unwritten world’. A space of time that is unknown and has yet to transpire.
The bones in all living things are this god’s creation. To this day, the bones that make up your very being belong to him and when you die, they are to be sent on a passage of time and returned to their maker.