Death is not an end, it is a threshold. The bards of the College of Black Stag walk the borderlands between this world and the next, their songs carrying souls to their final rest or calling the lingering dead to speak one last time. They are the keepers of ancient rites, the voices of forgotten spirits, and the last warmth before the long journey into darkness. Their melodies are not merely entertainment; they are a passage, a promise, and a guide for those who must leave this world behind.
Those who follow the path of the Black Stag are known by the hush that follows their step, the flickering candlelight that bends toward their song, and the way their voice seems to echo from unseen places. They do not fear the spirits, nor do they flee from death’s touch. Instead, they welcome it, ensuring that no soul lingers lost and no tale fades unfinished. Some call them mourners, others call them shepherds of the dead, but all know to listen when a Black Stag bard speaks for their words carry the weight of the unseen world.
- from the publisher's blurb