Hran Koharim

This page presents a collection of writings authored by Hran Koharim.

Mentions

Even a broken skull holds the memories of the creature that once imbued it with life.

Hran Koharim, mystic hailing from Osso on Damaged animal skull

Dirt is the homeland, and it holds many unexpected treasures.

Hran Koharim, mystic hailing from Osso on Dirty marble drops

Umber to hold the strangest of secrets, the most peculiar of predictions.

Hran Koharim, mystic hailing from Osso on Umber envelope

Without you, I would have to go naked Frozen in winter, in summer sun-backed

Ode to my cloak, Hran Koharim on Walker's cloak

That which geologists name sulphur, we mystics call by its older name of brimstone.

Hran Koharim on Fragment of sulphur crystal

First take a char drop and a shard of sulphur, both of balanced essence. Then crush them together with a hardwood mallet. Then toss a firebrand upon the heap. Finally, run for your life.

Hran Koharim on Balanced char drop