Pa-Ulsey Bells
Pa-Ulsey Bells were used by the priests of the Unholy Trio to drive forwards black rain and black clouds to cover the march of the Orrish in Orrishai, their original northern home. All the bells were all destroyed in their drive south, though they were instrumental in the capture and claim of The Fallen East that would become the Dark Lands. There are no more, their secrets of making lost and even if not, the process seemingly unable to be replicated in the current climate; At least no new ones have ever been created. Their name has carried down through the ages, though those that made them, carried them, and their known properties are long lost when the east was conquered by the Orrish.
Chronicle of Pa-Ulsey Bells
Information Sources: Mundane Reference | Associated Phenomenology Only | Specific Lore
Pervasive Knowledge / Very Easy Difficulty
Pa-Ulsey Bells were used by the priests of the Unholy Trio to drive forwards black rain and black clouds to cover the march of the Orrish in Orrishai, their original northern home. All the bells were all destroyed in their drive south, though they were instrumental in the capture and claim of The Fallen East that would become the Dark Lands. There are no more, their secrets of making lost and even if not, the process seemingly unable to be replicated in the current climate; At least no new ones have ever been created. Their name has carried down through the ages, though those that made them, carried them, and their known properties are long lost when the east was conquered by the Orrish.Common Knowledge / Easy Difficulty
Repeated attempts by sages to discern any remaining ones have indicated they are ALL destroyed.
iCore™Rare Knowledge / Very Hard Difficulty
Pa’Ulsey Bell – An Unattributed Account:
There is a vibration at first that travels from the lowest part of you to the top of your head. Right behind it is a sound, as though a bell had been rung deep underground – its ringing heavily muffled. Then a wave of nausea hits you, and the ringing makes your stomach churn and your teeth chatter. A deep sense of vertigo washes over you, and your eyes roll up as your throat feel like its being crushed. Reeling, you taste bile in your mouth, and you realize you are biting your tongue and bile is mixing with blood as you moan out loud. Your bowels suddenly let loose, and a sense of wretched shame cascades over you like a waterfall. Your own tears join with it, and your knees buckle, you fall blubbering into a pile of fluids.