A moss-swallowed shrine at the edge of Drelmere bearing a cracked statue of the Triumvirate — Time, Memory, and Flesh — whose hollow eyes still face the path into town. The chapel was a place of quiet observance for the Dreamers who once gathered in Drelmere, and its cold stone is said to retain the impressions of their meditations. Now half-collapsed and shadow-veined, it is the first ruin travelers pass when entering the valley, and the last thing they remember when they leave.

No stories reference this entity yet. This part of the world awaits its chronicler.