Local folklore

Elwind and the Demon cat:
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It is said among the smallfolk of Lonetree that just over a century ago there lived a man who, when he was a young boy his family herded sheep in the foothills outside of town until a fateful day the blood covered boy ran into the hamlet, telling a tale of a massive Mountain cat that assaulted his home. The men who searched his home found the door smashed in, the contents scattered and broken, and blood everywhere, but no sign of any animal tracks. The boy insisted what he saw was true and as he grew he would disappear for weeks at a time, returning scarred but empty handed repeatedly, telling tales of his mutual hunt. Most of the people had thought him mad, but harmless, until in his fiftieth year the villagers were amazed as he wandered back to Lonetree, dragging the biggest lion they had seen, covered in 30 years of arrow and spear wounds. Elwind’s victory was short lived; it is said that the night he mounted the beasts skin on the wall of his home was the last anyone saw of him. The only sign of him inside his locked home was a dried pool of blood and the Lion skin on the wall. To this day livestock will occasionally go missing without a trace and smallfolk tell of an old man’s cursing and a cat’s cries echoing through the hills.

The Wishing Cave:

Something of a rite of passage for the children of Lonetree, the Wishing Cave is a long tunnel connecting two separate entrances. It takes most of a night to walk through and it is said that those who do will have good fortune. The legend goes that the cave had once been a much larger and more labyrinthine series of passages. A man searching for hidden riches under the earth was caught in a cave in, and lost his supplies and light sources. He wandered until he reached a dead end, giving in to despair he fell to his knees and began striking the wall in frustration. As it happened, there was a large boulder blocking the entrance. The boulder was loosened just enough to roll down the hillside, and into a group of brigands waylaying a noblewoman. The legend goes that the man lived a blessed life thereafter and so every year at least a few children will attempt to walk through the cave without any lights, hoping for the man’s good fortune.

Local folklore

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