Among the many relics left from the Dawn War are the Runes of Unmaking. At one time, there were upwards of a dozen, each fabricated to contend with the elemental servants arrayed against the gods and their legions. The magic these runes contained could lend incredible power to the wielder’s attacks, power enough to shatter mountains and part seas. As with other weapons from these ancient times, the runes proved too dangerous for mortals to wield, so the gods hid their runes in the most forlorn places. For centuries, the Runes of Unmaking have lain dormant, nearly forgotten, lost to the world and the planes, and even to the gods’ own memories. Such power, however, rarely stays hidden forever.

There is one thing you have not taught me. The rune on your hammer. I have tried to copy it. Each time, I became lost in the pattern.

For long minutes the old man remained silent, chewing his lip, causing his beard to bristle. The boy waited. The old man broke the silence by blowing out his breath. He fixed the boy with as serious a gaze as he could muster and said, “That, my son, is not for you. Even if I wanted to teach it to you, I couldn’t. That is not my rune to give."