"When the bells fall silent, another soul has found its way."

Among the high passes of the Hollowwind, where forgotten voices drift upon the ever restless winds, the shamans would fashion delicate charms known as Waywoven.

Theur, they believed that not every spirit lingered by choice.
Some remained burdened by grief. Others by fear, regret, or promises left unfulfilled. Unable to release what anchored them to the living world that tied them down. These burdened spirits wandered the mountain paths long after their footsteps should have faded.

Waywoven were crafted as quiet beacons for these weary souls.

Bound from natural offerings and suspended with small bells, each charm was hung within homes, sacred spaces, or along well-traveled paths where the Hollowwind was strongest. Their presence was said to soothe the lingering energies of a place, inviting peace to settle where sorrow had taken root.

As wandering spirits gathered near, the shamans believed the Waywoven gently cleansed the burdens that tethered them to the mortal world. Not through force, nor command, but through gentle cleansing sounds and compassion.

Only when a spirit was finally ready to continue its journey beyond the veil would the bell softly ring.

No hand would touch it.

No breeze would stir it.

Only a single, quiet chime.

To the people of the Hollowwind, that sound was never feared.
It was a farewell.

A reminder that another traveler had found the courage to take the final step, and that the wind would carry them the rest of the way.