Moon Infant

In the land of Ookalem, the shadow of the Moon Infant looms over all. This titanic child, born in a time of dire need, is both the salvation and curse of the world.

Only half-forgotten tales keep the memory of the time when the Iron Moon departed, and disasters befell the land. Witches and sorcerers of the old allied to create Moon Infant and save the remnants of humanity by calming the winds and reviving the oceans. They succeeded, and He was a beacon of hope in a world of despair, but only a few now know about the treachery that split their alliance. The witches and patchwork sorcerers have been fighting an irreconcilable war ever since.

Moon Infant is very lonely.

When the witches ruled over reborn humanity, they could lull the Moon Infant to sleep, but now every new moon becomes a cruel ordeal for the people of Ookalem.

Moon Infant lives in the sunlight and fears the cosmic cold and darkness. When Ookalem blocks the sun from him, the Infant weeps inconsolably.

The Infant's lament does not work like sound; you can hide from it, avoiding staying under the open sky. It drives sentient beings mad and terrifies beasts, but even forgotten, abandoned, broken, and unowned objects are affected by it. The lament of the Moon Infant turns things and madmen into lunar beasts - grotesque creatures drawn to human warmth. The inhabitants of Ookalem are forced to take many precautions to avoid falling prey to the invasions of the suffering things that have taken shape.

By the new moon, the world is at a standstill. Towns and villages prepare for defence and check the homes of the sick and the elderly, caravans rush to the safety of village inns, and even wars pause in deference to the dread night of the weeping Moon.

Everyone remains on guard for a few more days after the new moon, waiting for the lone moon creatures to attack. Still, the unnatural forces eventually abandon them, and they melt away, leaving their vessel until the next new moon...