Mirrorhaven

The bright mirror of the Mortal, Mirrorhaven is influenced by and partakes in the flow of energy from the Astral plane. Its nature is of bright colors, constant movement, and frenetic interplay of light and color. It is home to the Spring and Summer Court of the Fey, the assembly of spirits attuned to the “positive” emotions such as love, joy, devotion, pleasure, and the like. Do not be fooled by the names, however. Also associated with this layer is mania and illusion; nothing here is as it seems. Delusion is rampant; everything wears multiple faces. Decadence and lavish excess hide a hollow, insatiable hunger that cannot be filled—the shadow-stuff of which this is made is not stable or real enough to satisfy. The inhabitants continually search for greater and greater sensation to fill this numbness. The majority of the populace is the spirits of those departed mortal souls that were attuned toward the Astral, either as a life of devotion to the Gods or for personal reasons. Here they live a distorted reflection of their lives until either they lose track of who they are and dissolve into shadow-stuff, until they are devoured by one of the denizens, or until they press through to the Astral plane itself and carve out a residence there through transcendence.

The hub of Mirrorhaven is Centrum. This city once was the capital of the Western Empire of Noefra (known then as Imperial Center) until a tremendous magical explosion threw it into Shadow about 800 years ago. The inhabitants have become shadow-kin, beings made of shadow-stuff. All the decadence, excess, and mania of the layer are most concentrated here—the entire city is one continual, frantic, eternal festival. Souls drift in and are caught up in the celebration. The weak burn out quickly; the strong prey on the weak for survival.

Many of the gods and ascendants maintain enclaves here.